182: Chapter 182 The Power of the Evil Sword

The voice of Sect Master Li Tianxiao exploded over the Tiangang Sect.

The evil sword trembled wildly in his hand, the blood-red runes on the blade slithering like living creatures, frantically devouring his vital blood and Qi.

Yet his aura was climbing frantically at a terrifying speed!

Asking Dao Realm Third Layer—Asking Dao Realm Fifth Layer—Asking Dao Realm Seventh Layer—Asking Dao Realm Ninth Layer—Breakthrough!

Saint Realm!

A cold, tyrannical, and murderous Saint pressure erupted from Sect Master Li Tianxiao, as if the heavens were collapsing and the earth sinking, crushing towards all directions!

Wherever it passed, the ground cracked, palaces collapsed, and those Tiangang Sect Disciples were pressed to the ground by this pressure, unable to even lift their heads.

"A Saint! The Sect Leader has become a Saint!"

"No... not becoming a Saint! It's that sword! It's the power of the Ancestral Master's relic!"

"So terrifying... Is this the true power of the Ancestral Master's relic?"

Exclamations rose and fell, and the eyes of those Tiangang Sect Disciples were filled with fanaticism.

Sect Master Li Tianxiao stood in the ruins, covered in blood, his hair snow-white, his skin withered; he looked as if he had aged hundreds of years.

But in his eyes, an unprecedented, mad light shot forth.

"Great Elder Yun Zhongzi!"

He enunciated each word, his voice hoarse, like two rusted iron plates rubbing against each other.

"Today, this Sect Leader shall slaughter a Saint!"

Before the words had faded, he took a step forward!

His figure appeared before Great Elder Yun Zhongzi like a ghost, the evil sword stabbing straight for his throat!

This sword strike was fast to the extreme.

A full-power strike of the Saint Realm, combined with this bizarre evil sword, was more than twice as powerful as a normal Saint attack!

Where the sword edge passed, the Void Realm was torn into a pitch-black rift, and spatial turbulence surged from the rift, emitting a sharp whistling sound!

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi's expression changed slightly, his figure retreating violently while simultaneously striking out with a palm!

The wind from his palm whistled, and the Saint Realm Qi transformed into a golden ribbon, colliding violently with that pitch-black sword light!

"Boom—!!!"

An earth-shattering roar exploded!

The Qi storm swept in all directions, the ground within a hundred zhang instantly turned into powder, gravel flew everywhere, and smoke and dust filled the air!

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi was sent flying backward by the shock, somersaulting several times in the air before crashing heavily into the palace ruins behind him.

"Boom!" The ruins exploded, gravel flew, and smoke and dust filled the air.

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi rushed out from the ruins, a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, the web between his right thumb and index finger split open, blood flowing freely.

"Good sword!"

"What a terrifying sword!"

His voice carried a hint of gravity.

This evil sword was indeed not simple.

Sect Master Li Tianxiao's own cultivation was far inferior to his, but with the help of this evil sword, he was actually able to unleash Saint Realm combat power, and even injure him!

"Great Elder Yun Zhongzi, you are nothing more than this!"

Sect Master Li Tianxiao laughed up at the sky, his laughter filled with madness and triumph.

The veins on the hand holding the evil sword bulged, blood dripping down the blade, to be devoured by the runes on the sword, transforming into even greater power.

"Come again!"

He shouted violently, his figure surging up once more!

The evil sword danced wildly, the sword light like a ribbon, pitch-black as ink, every strike carrying destructive power!

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi did not dare to be negligent, his internal Qi surging frantically, both palms striking out, engaging in a melee with Sect Master Li Tianxiao!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The two fought frantically in the ruins, every strike shaking the entire Tiangang Sect.

Palaces collapsed one after another, the ground cracking into bottomless rifts, gravel flying, smoke and dust filling the air.

Those Tiangang Sect Disciples had long since fled far away, hiding on distant mountain peaks, their faces pale, their bodies trembling.

In a battle of the Saint level, the mere aftershocks were enough to grind them into powder!

"Kill that old thing!"

"Long live the Tiangang Sect!"

"Slaughter the Saint! Slaughter the Saint! Slaughter the Saint!"

In the distance, the shouts of the Tiangang Sect Disciples rose and fell.

However—the scales of battle were gradually tilting.

Although Sect Master Li Tianxiao used the evil sword to unleash Saint Realm combat power, his Foundation was, after all, only at the Asking Dao Realm Third Layer, and the Qi within his body was far less profound than a true Saint.

Moreover, that evil sword was devouring his vital blood and Qi at every moment.

With every sword strike, his aura weakened by a fraction; with every passing moment, his body aged by a fraction.

And Great Elder Yun Zhongzi, although caught off guard, was after all a genuine Saint, with profound Qi.

As time passed, Sect Master Li Tianxiao's attacks became weaker and slower.

"No... I cannot drag this out any longer..."

Sect Master Li Tianxiao gritted his teeth, a flash of determination in his eyes.

He bit his tongue tip sharply and spat a mouthful of vital blood onto the evil sword!

"Hum—" The evil sword suddenly erupted with blinding blood-red light!

That blood light was as intense as blood, illuminating the entire sky!

The blood-red runes on the sword slithered crazily, as if they had come alive, emitting a heart-palpitating, bizarre aura.

Sect Master Li Tianxiao's aura surged again at this moment!

Saint Realm First Layer—Saint Realm Second Layer—Saint Realm Third Layer!

"The final sword strike!"

Sect Master Li Tianxiao roared hoarsely, his entire body turning into a streak of blood-red light, rushing towards Great Elder Yun Zhongzi!

This sword strike condensed all his power and burned most of his vital blood!

Wherever the sword light passed, the Void Realm completely collapsed, revealing a pitch-black Void Space!

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi's expression changed drastically; he could clearly feel that the power of this sword strike had already exceeded his limits of endurance!

"Not good!"

His figure retreated violently, while his hands formed seals, laying down layers upon layers of defense in front of him.

But those defenses were like paper before that streak of blood-red sword light, shattering instantly!

The sword light drew closer and closer, brighter and brighter, the aura of death rushing towards him!

Just at this moment—a hand reached out from the side.

Slender fingers gently pinched the air.

"Clang!"

That evil sword, capable of slaughtering a Saint, was steadily held by two fingers.

The sword body trembled violently, emitting a shrill sword cry, struggling desperately, but it could not break free from those two fingers.

Sect Master Li Tianxiao's pupils constricted, his face full of horror.

"Ho... How is this possible?!"

His voice was trembling.

Such a terrifying sword strike, actually... was held by someone's two fingers?!

Shen Qingyuan looked down at the evil sword struggling desperately in his hand, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"A bit interesting."

His fingers exerted a little force.

"Crack."

A fine crack appeared on the body of the evil sword.

Sect Master Li Tianxiao shuddered, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out wildly.

That evil sword was connected to his mind; when the sword was damaged, he was also injured.

"No—!"

His voice was hoarse, his eyes filled with despair.

Shen Qingyuan ignored him, simply looking down at the evil sword in his hand.

The blood-red runes on the sword flickered wildly, emitting a shrill, mournful cry, as if begging for mercy.

"The quality is not bad, but it's a pity the method used was wrong."

He flicked his finger gently against the sword body.

"Hum—" The evil sword suddenly erupted with a clear, melodious sword cry!

The blood-red runes on the sword, under this flick, were like being brushed by an invisible giant hand, peeling off and dissipating one after another!

The dark red bloodstains turned into powder, and the black Devilish Qi, like residual snow under the scorching sun, evaporated instantly!

In the blink of an eye, a sinister and terrifying evil sword had turned into a peerless Saint sword, silver-white throughout and glistening with cold light!

Shen Qingyuan casually tossed the long sword to Great Elder Yun Zhongzi.

"Take it."

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi subconsciously caught the long sword.

It felt warm and cool to the touch, and a clear, crisp Sword Intent surged from the sword body, traveling up his arm into his body.

That Sword Intent was sharp but not overbearing; instead, it carried a hint of righteous energy, making the Qi within his body become a bit more active.

"This... this is..."

Great Elder Yun Zhongzi's eyes widened, his voice trembling.

He could clearly feel that this sword contained an extremely terrifying power, stronger than any Saint weapon he had ever seen!

"A Great Saint Weapon!"

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