Chapter 452 The Sword Saint of the Ruins

The Profound Water Bead was a replica of the Zhao family's Vast Sea Bead. It was also City Lord Zhao Zhan's life-bound Saint Weapon.

This precious bead had been refined using ten-thousand-year spirit sand from the seabed, cloud-patterned secret silver, and three thousand drops of refined Primordial Heavy Water.

Although it appeared only the size of a fist, it actually weighed more than a hundred massive mountains.

BOOM!!!

The Profound Water Bead erupted with mist, causing ripples in the air to oscillate. These mists were emanations of the Primordial Heavy Water contained within, and it struck down with the force of a thunderbolt.

"Hmph!"

Yan Chu let out a cold snort. He rooted his feet into the earth, drawing the Qi of the earth's veins from within a thousand miles into his body. A layer of yellow rock armor covered him, and his strength surged.

He threw a punch, and one could clearly see the air in front of his fist explode with a loud crack. With a bang, it slammed heavily into the thick curtain of water hanging down from the Profound Water Bead.

THUD!!!

At the point of impact between his fist's light and the bead, terrifying power poured forth, all of it channeled into the ground beneath.

The mountain below emitted a loud, cracking sound.

Its roots were shattered by this force, and the entire thousand-mile mountain nearly split in two, only to be forcibly held together by Yunzhong City's Formation.

The city shook violently. Countless people were crying out as they flew toward the city outskirts, only to find themselves unable to escape due to the obstruction of the great Formation.

"Damn it! Open the city gates, quickly!!!"

Many people crowded at the city gates, beginning to curse in anger.

"We refuse to be buried with the Zhao family! Quickly deactivate the Formation and let us out!"

Many people began to clash with the city guards. Divine Abilities were exchanged, blood sprayed, and the entire great city was plunged into panic.

City Lord Zhao Zhan could not concern himself with these matters for the moment.

The Profound Water Bead flew back into his hand, its precious light dimmed, and one could faintly see several fine cracks inside the bead.

"What is this?!"

His heart was filled with indescribable shock.

Yan Chu had actually withstood his Profound Water Bead with his Physical Body alone?

He looked up and met Yan Chu's cold, ruthless eyes.

Not good!

City Lord Zhao Zhan's heart skipped a beat. Deciding to strike first, he began to chant, activating the city-protecting Formation. The moonlight above shone directly down upon him, as if draping him in a treasure garment of lunar radiance, surrounded by chains of Law.

"Moon Falls Upon a Thousand Mountains!!"

With a great shout, under the illumination of the moonlight, Yan Chu felt his entire body sink as gravity multiplied, and even the magic power within him was suppressed by the moonlight above.

Opposite him, City Lord Zhao Zhan's aura climbed once again.

Then, holding the Profound Water Bead in his hand, he struck down with a palm.

BOOM THUD!!

Under the continuous heavy pressure, the ground where Yan Chu stood sank, and he was pressed waist-deep into the earth.

ROAR!!

The blade of the Tiger Soul Saber turned, an amber light flashing past. The blade rose against the momentum, shattering the ground that had buried half his body. The fierce and domineering saber light severed the gravity pressing down on him, and it crashed down in front of him.

Seven Limits of Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Destroying, Mountain Collapse!

Saber Intent erupted, and the City Lord's Mansion, spanning dozens of miles, instantly collapsed and disintegrated. Countless saber rays tore the Formation patterns on the ground to shreds.

The light of the Formation immediately dimmed.

City Lord Zhao Zhan, facing this strike head-on, was sliced straight into the forehead by the demonic blade.

The lunar radiance garment shrouding him lasted only for an instant before dissipating, and the moonlight was obscured by the clouds above.

The blade sliced into his skull, splitting his Primordial Spirit in two, then cut through his chest and abdomen before falling to the ground.

[Killed a Saint Law Realm First Layer expert. Extremely gratifying. Origin +10]

CRACK!!

The mountain beneath could no longer hold on.

At the instant City Lord Zhao Zhan died, the Formation was declared broken. Unable to withstand this Mountain Collapse strike, the endless saber light was forcibly channeled into the ground by Yan Chu, avoiding the catastrophe of a destroyed city and loss of life.

However, the mountain began to crack and disintegrate, shaking with a rumbling sound. Dust and smoke soared into the sky, and the birds and beasts in the mountain forests fled in panic.

The Formation shrouding Yunzhong City shattered, and the people inside were liberated, beginning to flee in all directions.

Of course, some people realized what had happened.

"The city-protecting Formation is broken... The City Lord... where is the City Lord?"

The person speaking could not help but tremble. In the distance, the City Lord's Mansion was emitting light that soared into the heavens, and Saintly Might permeated the air; no one dared to approach.

With such terrifying might, even approaching within dozens of miles would cause one's entire body to disintegrate and the Primordial Spirit to collapse.

The guards and servants of the City Lord's Mansion had already died, more than ninety percent of them, back when Yan Chu's first strike broke the Formation and the backlash occurred.

The remaining people all fled in panic, staying far away from the City Lord's Mansion.

"Is the City Lord dead? Who is attacking the Zhao family?"

The core area of the battle was shrouded in the light of Law and the killing intent left after the destruction of the Formation. Let alone those with Divine Abilities or at the Origin Embryo stage, even Saints of the same level might not necessarily know who the enemy was.

But there was no doubt that the Zhao family would be furious.

Daring to attack a Zhao family city and killing a Zhao family Saint was equivalent to declaring war on the Zhao family; such a deep grudge could not be resolved.

Inside the City Lord's Mansion, Yan Chu slowly rose, breaking through the clouds and appearing high in the sky.

In front of him, an old man sat cross-legged on the clouds, a sword lying horizontally across his knees.

There was a sense of ancient vicissitudes about him, as if he had lived for endless years. The sword was also mottled with age, and a Sword Intent that made all things wither and die emanated from him.

Saint Law Realm Second Layer.

Yan Chu instantly understood the other party's identity.

It seemed to be the Ancient Sword Sect's Grand Elder, the "Chenxu Sword Saint" Pan Guanyue.

There was a Medium Grade Origin Stone vein near Yunzhong City, jointly operated by the Zhao family and the Ancient Sword Sect. The Ancient Sword Sect's mountain gate was tens of thousands of miles outside Yunzhong City.

The great battle that occurred here naturally could not be hidden from the Ancient Sword Sect's three Saints.

The moment City Lord Zhao Zhan activated the city-protecting Formation, the Ancient Sword Sect had already sensed it.

Pan Guanyue had arrived by sword flight from tens of thousands of miles away and had witnessed a great battle.

"Old Sword Saint Pan, are you waiting here because you wish to do battle with me?"

Yan Chu had just killed City Lord Zhao Zhan, and the killing intent on his body had not yet dissipated. Even the clouds and moonlight dared not approach him, and the light around his body was distorted, making it impossible to see his true appearance.

However, Pan Guanyue had recognized Yan Chu's identity the moment he arrived.

At this moment, his eyes were somewhat complex, and his expression was subtle.

The cultivation and strength Yan Chu displayed far exceeded his expectations. Even with the Formation's enhancement, City Lord Zhao Zhan, who possessed the strength of the Saint Law Realm Second Layer, was no match for him.

Even if he were to take action himself, he feared his fate would be no better.

"Fellow Daoist Yan's strength is extraordinary, and your saber technique is world-shaking. This old man admits he is inferior and dares not do battle with Fellow Daoist Yan."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Yan Chu sighed inwardly.

The old man still couldn't stand tall; otherwise, he would have been able to collect another sum.

"However..."

The next second, Pan Guanyue changed the subject:

"My Ancient Sword Sect is a subordinate Sect of the Zhao family. If we were to sit idly by and watch Yunzhong City fall, the Zhao family might vent their fury upon my Ancient Sword Sect."

"Therefore, this old man has a presumptuous request!"

Yan Chu raised an eyebrow:

"Please, go ahead!"

Pan Guanyue slowly began to speak:

"This old man has cultivated for over six thousand years and has comprehended three sword moves. I consider them to be top-tier among those of the same rank, and I wish to ask for advice from Fellow Daoist Yan."

"If Fellow Daoist Yan can receive them, this old man is willing to gift you the precious sword in my hand!"

"If Fellow Daoist Yan cannot receive them and is accidentally injured, you may leave as you please, and this old man will absolutely not stop you."

"In this way, this old man can also be considered to have given an account to the Zhao family."

"What does Fellow Daoist think?"