111: My Godly Father (Forty-Two)

A pitch-black Demonic Spear, a restrictive net, a bizarre Curse...

Several attacks containing powerful strength struck from all directions, their timing extremely tricky.

However, Quan Yun's expression remained calm.

He simply extended a finger and lightly tapped the Void Realm in front of him.

Ding.

A soft sound rang out.

Space transformed into an indestructible mirror.

The Demonic Spear that pierced through the Void Realm shattered inch by inch when it touched the area three feet behind him.

The large net falling from the sky silently dissolved.

The power of the Curse that acted directly on the Divine Soul struck an invisible wall and was instantly reflected back.

A muffled groan came from the shadows.

All killing intent vanished under this single finger tap.

Only then did Quan Yun slowly turn around.

Several figures emerged from the Void Realm, each radiating a powerful yet subtle aura, protecting Su Meier in the center.

These people, men and women alike, were all Divine Body Prodigies.

Even the weakest among them had a cultivation level at the Peak of the Early Stage Heavenly Spirit Realm.

They looked at Quan Yun, their eyes filled with shock and wariness.

Quan Yun's gaze, however, calmly fell upon Su Meier.

The smile on Su Meier's face had vanished, replaced by a look of gravity.

She knew she had misjudged him.

The man before her was far more terrifying than she had imagined.

Quan Yun sneered inwardly.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

It seemed this woman had intended from the start to use him to clear out all competitors, then have her companions strike him down.

Very well.

You have already found your way to death.

"Just who is Your Excellency?"

The leading Prodigy spoke in a deep voice, attempting to stall for time.

They had already secretly sent out a signal for help.

Quan Yun did not answer their question.

Previously, to avoid unnecessary trouble, he had deliberately displayed his strength at the Late Stage Heavenly Spirit Realm.

But now, there was no need.

Boom!

The terrifying aura of the Peak Three Origin Realm was no longer concealed, erupting like an awakening ancient Vicious Beast.

The entire starry sky trembled violently under this pressure.

The faces of those Prodigies instantly turned pale; they felt as if an immemorial divine mountain was pressing down on them, making even breathing difficult.

"Three... Three Origins Realm!"

"This is impossible! How can there be such a powerhouse in the Secret Realm!"

Finally, an irrepressible horror appeared in their eyes.

They finally understood exactly what kind of terrifying existence they had plotted against.

Su Meier was even more shocked, a stormy sea of emotions rising in her heart.

She suddenly thought of that rumor.

The mysterious killer who had been slaughtering Prodigies from all paths in the Secret Realm, especially Jiang Family Disciples.

So... it was him!

She had actually targeted this god of slaughter.

Without the slightest hesitation.

The moment Quan Yun's aura erupted, Su Meier crushed an incredibly precious Void Escape Talisman; her figure instantly blurred as she prepared to flee.

She unhesitatingly treated her so-called companions as abandoned pawns.

"Want to leave?"

Quan Yun's voice was very soft.

Without moving his body, he simply held his fingers like a sword and made a casual stroke toward the Void Realm.

Chila!

A seemingly ordinary Sword Qi appeared, yet it seemed to cross the distance of space.

Those Divine Body Prodigies didn't even have a chance to react before their fragile protective divine light was torn apart.

Their movements froze.

In the next moment, a bloodline split open from their foreheads, and they were immediately ground into a mist of blood by the sharp Sword Qi.

Thunderous methods.

A one-hit kill.

Su Meier had just teleported several hundred feet away when she saw this scene, turning pale with fright.

She frantically channeled her spiritual power, fleeing into the distance regardless of everything.

She felt extremely lucky.

Fortunately, she had seen the situation was bad and ran fast.

As long as she could escape the sight of this god of slaughter, she had hope of surviving.

Just as she was thinking this.

A plain voice, like a life-claiming Curse, rang coldly in her ear.

"This Fellow Daoist... where are you going?"

Su Meier's body suddenly stiffened.

She turned her head in terror.

At some point, that gray-robed figure had appeared beside her like a ghost, looking at her with a calm face.

"Senior, please don't kill me..."

"Mei'er is willing to do anything..."

Su Meier begged for mercy, and as she spoke, she slowly unbuttoned several buttons on her purple dress, revealing an enticing cleavage... followed by another slaughter.

When Su Meier's storage Magic Treasure was casually collected by Quan Yun, not a single living soul remained in this starry sky.

He didn't know how many Prodigies had died by his hand.

He only knew that the entire Meteorite Plain Secret Realm had fallen into a dead silence because of his existence.

All surviving Prodigies felt themselves in danger.

They gave up searching for Opportunities and hid in places they deemed safe, trembling and only daring to wait silently for the Secret Realm's exit to open.

Outside the Secret Realm, the powerhouses of the various major forces in the Eastern Region had already noticed something was wrong.

The Soul Lamps of the Prodigies from various Sects had extinguished by nearly seventy percent in just a few days.

The number of fallen Prodigies far exceeded any previous session.

"Has some change occurred in the depths of the Meteorite Plain? How can so many Prodigies have died!"

"No! News has come from inside that a mysterious person is slaughtering Prodigies on a large scale! Especially the Jiang Family Disciples, they have been almost completely wiped out!"

This news was like a hurricane, instantly sweeping through the entire Eastern Region.

Powerhouses from countless forces rushed to the Secret Realm exit, including no small number of Old Ancestor-level figures at the Guiyi Realm and even the Grotto-Heaven Realm.

Each of them had a somber expression, standing ready.

They wanted to see exactly what kind of sacred being dared to so disdain the world's heroes.

Finally, the light of the Starlight Portal began to dim at a visible rate.

The Secret Realm was about to close.

Swish, swish, swish!

A large number of surviving Prodigies fled in panic, rushing out of the portal in a state of shock.

Some were heavily injured, some looked haggard, their eyes filled with the relief and lingering fear of having survived a disaster.

Just then, a figure walked out from the crowd unhurriedly.

He wore a simple gray robe, his face calm, walking as if taking a stroll in a courtyard.

"It's him!"

In the crowd, a Prodigy who had luckily survived pointed at Quan Yun.

Instantly, everyone's gaze focused on Quan Yun.

"Bold madman! How dare you act in such a manner!"

A powerful Guiyi Realm Old Ancestor shouted angrily.

Boom!

Dozens of powerful auras instantly locked onto Quan Yun.

Guiyi Realm powerhouses from various major Sects acted together.

Magic Treasures filled the sky, and Divine Abilities were peerless.

Huge hands woven from Law power covered the sky and sun, intending to suppress Quan Yun on the spot.

Quan Yun swept his cold eyes over everyone, his gaze showing no ripples.

Mere Guiyi Realm cultivators were no longer a threat in his eyes.

He did not retreat; the long sword in his hand hummed softly.

"Trivial tricks."

His figure moved, transforming into an incomparably sharp sword light, actually taking the initiative to charge into the encirclement of those dozens of Guiyi Realm powerhouses.

"Seeking death!"

Everyone shouted in anger.

However, in the next moment, a scene beyond everyone's expectations occurred.

With his Peak Three Origin Realm cultivation, Quan Yun clashed head-on with dozens of Guiyi Realm powerhouses and actually did not fall into a disadvantage at all.

His sword techniques were otherworldly; though they seemed simple, they contained some kind of Great Dao principle.

Every sword strike carried extreme killing intent, forcing those Guiyi Realm powerhouses into a frantic state, their hearts palpitating.

"Trash! A group of Guiyi Realm cultivators can't even take down a junior at the Three Origins Realm!"

Just then, a cold snort containing endless fury sounded from the Void Realm.

A terrifying pressure belonging to the Grotto-Heaven Realm, carrying the momentum of an invisible mountain, descended with a crash.

A Grotto-Heaven Realm Old Ancestor who had been in seclusion for many years finally couldn't sit still.

A large hand covered with stellar patterns reached out from the Void Realm; space trembled violently, as if it wanted to crush this piece of heaven and earth.

"Paltry insignificant being, this is as far as you go!"

Facing the pressure of the Grotto-Heaven Realm, Quan Yun's eyes were sharp; not only was he not afraid, but his Battle Intent grew even stronger.

He gripped the long sword in his hand tightly.

Decades of accumulation and insights from the Sword Scripture erupted at this moment.

He struck with a sword.

This strike was unremarkable.

However, the moment this strike was made.

An invisible ripple followed the sword, instantly enveloping the entire heaven and earth.

Everyone present, whether Prodigies or Old Ancestors, felt a shudder from the depths of their Divine Souls.

That was not a simple ripple of spiritual power.

It was a Momentum that suppressed the ages and everything!

"This... this is Sword Momentum!"

A well-informed Guiyi Realm powerhouse cried out in shock, his voice trembling.

"Could it be?!"

"The Sword Scripture... the long-lost supreme Sword Scripture has reappeared in the world?!"