Terran Guardian - Chapter 4024

Chapter 3999: Half-Step Physical Sainthood

This ancient corpse was roughly as strong as the previous one, both at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm.

If Bao Chan didn’t have the Nine-Ringed Staff, it would have been quite difficult to suppress it quickly.

After all, suppressing either of them

at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm

is no easy feat.

However,

with the Nine-Ringed Staff, things were different.

Although this treasure wasn’t inscribed with divine runes and couldn’t draw upon the power of heaven and earth, it possessed astonishing power itself.

Suppressing an ancient corpse was effortless with such power.

When the Nine-Ringed Staff pressed down, the ancient corpse’s body shattered, unable to withstand the treasure’s power.

However—

just as Bao Chan was slaying this ancient corpse, Shen Changqing had already dealt with the second one.

Thus,

all three ancient corpses had perished.

“Sword Master Shen’s strength is profound; this humble monk admires him!”

Bao Chan chanted a Buddhist prayer, his gaze towards Shen Changqing becoming more solemn.

Without using any supreme treasures, he instantly suppressed two ancient corpse monsters. How could such strength not be astonishing?

Even if the opponent won by relying on the advantage of physical strength,

the problem is that

the physical body is part of strength.

Shen Changqing said calmly, “Ancient corpse monsters lack intelligence, so they are much easier to deal with.

If it were a cultivator of the same realm, it would not be so easy to suppress them.”

As he spoke, he looked around the void.

The eerie and cold aura had not only not dissipated, but had become increasingly intense.

It was clear that

killing a few ancient corpse monsters had not deterred other monsters, but had instead attracted more and more attention. Bao Chan had naturally noticed

this as well. “No wonder nine out of ten cultivators who enter the Ruins of Return do not come out alive. There are too many monsters here. Any cultivator who enters this place will be targeted by many monsters. Without sufficient strength, there is absolutely no way to escape!” At this point, Bao Chan’s expression became much more serious. He wasn’t afraid of the ancient corpse alone. But the sheer number of strange creatures here was overwhelming. In that battle, no one knew how many powerful figures had perished in the Crimson Jade Palace, or how many had their remaining wills transformed into strange entities. No matter how strong one was, one was still just a person. Even with the protection of the treasures of the Glazed Sacred Land, one’s power would eventually be exhausted. This was why Bao Chan hadn’t ventured alone into the Void Realm. Simply put, he lacked sufficient confidence. That’s why he had brought Shen Changqing along. Now it seemed Shen Changqing’s strength was far greater than Bao Chan had anticipated. However, the strange creatures here were also far more numerous than he had imagined. Even with their combined strength, escaping wouldn’t be easy. “Escape?” Shen Changqing clenched his fists, his gaze sharp as lightning, seemingly able to pierce through everything in the void, his voice tinged with coldness. “Let’s fight our way out!” “I want to see if the strange creatures here are truly inexhaustible!” They had come this far. Shen Changqing had no reason to back down. The Sage’s Dao Fruit! He also desired it. Undeniably, the Guixu Realm was indeed full of strange occurrences, but so what? Shen Changqing wouldn’t yield until the very last moment. Upon hearing this, Bao Chan tightened his grip on the nine-ringed staff and laughed heartily. “Alright, today this humble monk will join Sword Master Shen to confront the strangeness of the Guixu Realm!” … Just as his words fell, the void trembled, and numerous blood-red ancient coffins appeared, at least twenty or thirty at a glance. Not only that, but billowing blood mist surged forth, from which seemed to pierce and howl, shaking the very soul and sea of consciousness. “Amitabha!” Bao Chan chanted a Buddhist prayer, his voice resounding like a great bell, dispersing most of the strange sounds. Furthermore, a vast Buddhist light spread out, driving away the eerie and chilling aura. “Kill!” Shen Changqing uttered a single word, his step shattering the void as he unleashed a powerful punch. The terrifying force shattered layers of space, directly blasting a blood-red ancient coffin to pieces. Even the ancient corpse within the coffin was struck by the aftershocks, its body flying backward before crashing into a second blood-red coffin, cracking it completely. Seeing the power of this punch, Bao Chan’s pupils contracted almost imperceptibly. He had assumed Shen Changqing’s previous attack was his full power. But unexpectedly, the opponent was still holding back. This punch was far more powerful than the previous one. At that moment, all the blood-red coffins trembled violently, their lids falling off, releasing the sealed ancient corpses that swarmed towards the two. To be precise, most of the ancient corpses were targeting Shen Changqing. These bizarre beings possessed an immense thirst for the flesh and blood of living beings. Of the two, Shen Changqing possessed the strongest physical body and blood energy, making him the most alluring to these ancient corpses. Therefore, most of the ancient corpses naturally targeted Shen Changqing. Of course, a small number of ancient corpses also attacked Bao Chan, who once again transformed into a wrathful Vajra, wielding her nine-ringed staff. The nine rings jingled crisply as they fell, each strike causing a strange, broken bone to shatter an ancient corpse, leaving it severely injured.

On the other side,

Shen Changqing was now attacking with all his might.

Surrounded by a large number of ancient corpses, he had no chance of holding back.

At this moment,

Shen Changqing completely abandoned any intention of defense, unleashing wide-ranging attacks, all in a style of trading injury for injury, life for life.

These ancient corpses were strange; some were only at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm, some had reached the extreme of the Immortal Emperor realm, and some were even comparable to true Half-Saints.

But it was useless—

Shen Changqing’s physical body was comparable to a fourth-grade innate imperial weapon; ordinary Half-Saints simply couldn’t break through his defenses.

Half-Saints were like this!

And so were the ancient corpses comparable to Half-Saints.

When their attacks landed on Shen Changqing, they at most tore his robes, but could hardly leave a mark on his skin.

Conversely,

every punch Shen Changqing threw was enough to injure the ancient corpses.

Even some ancient corpses with strength comparable to Half-Saints, and with decaying flesh, still couldn’t withstand Shen Changqing’s punches.

As for the weaker ancient corpses, there was no need to say more.

Those…

Shen Changqing’s single punch was enough to shatter the ancient corpse’s body into pieces, causing its immediate demise.

However,

this was not the end.

As the ancient corpse attacked, numerous bizarre beings emerged from the blood mist.

If the ancient corpse possessed a physical body, then these bizarre creatures were merely remnants of souls.

These remnants of souls, lacking physical bodies, moved with ghostly speed, relentlessly attacking Shen Changqing, attempting to invade his consciousness, devour his soul, and seize his body.

Unfortunately,

Shen Changqing’s vital energy was like a blazing sun, supremely yang and powerful. This pure yang energy acted as a furnace, protecting him entirely.

The moment these bizarre creatures touched Shen Changqing, they were scorched by this energy, emitting agonizing screams.

Some were even completely dissolved by this power.

Under these circumstances, these bizarre creatures naturally lacked the ability to invade Shen Changqing’s consciousness and devour his soul.

“Sizzle!”

The moment a strange creature touched Shen Changqing, it was scorched by the intense heat of his blood and energy, letting out a painful shriek and quickly retracting its hand.

But just as the creature retreated, Shen Changqing unleashed a punch, the overwhelming power annihilating the creature’s remnant soul.

However, in the instant the remnant soul perished, even more attacks were upon him. But these attacks were like tickles to Shen Changqing. “Boom!” Shen Changqing punched again, shattering the head of an ancient corpse at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm, blood and filth

splattering everywhere . After killing this ancient corpse, he didn’t stop, continuing to kill other ancient corpses. In the void battlefield, Shen Changqing single-handedly walked among numerous ancient corpses and strange creatures, his powerful strength suppressing all sides, causing one ancient corpse or strange creature after another to fall and perish. Meanwhile, on the other side, Bao Chan appeared somewhat disheveled. The opponent wielded his nine-ringed staff, slaying the other ancient corpses, but unfortunately, he was not Shen Changqing, and his physical body had not reached the level of a saint. When some of the ancient corpses attacked, they left Bao Chan with some wounds. However, these wounds were not obvious. For Bao Chan, they were merely superficial injuries. The only thing worth worrying about was the corpse poison contained in the ancient corpses. But Bao Chan was prepared. The moment she was injured, she took an antidote pill to neutralize the effects of the corpse poison. In this way, the threat of the corpse poison was greatly reduced. Shen Changqing also saw this scene. “Half-step into a saintly body, judging from her appearance, she might be able to step into the realm of a saintly body before breaking through to the half-saint level!” Others might not see Bao Chan’s clues, but how could Shen Changqing not see them? As someone who had achieved a saintly body and cultivated to a level comparable to a fourth-grade innate emperor weapon, Shen Changqing could see Bao Chan’s extraordinary nature. The opponent’s physical cultivation was also quite profound. Although not yet at the level of true physical sainthood, they were only half a step away. Even ordinary peak-level Immortal Emperor ancient corpses could hardly leave a mark on Bao Chan. Only those at the extreme Immortal Emperor level, or even those who had stepped into the semi-saint realm, could pose some threat. However, with a supreme treasure like the Nine-Ringed Staff in hand, these ancient corpses weren’t too much of a threat. It was only because they couldn’t use supernatural abilities in the Ruins of Return that these ancient corpses might not have been able to harm Bao Chan. Shen Changqing wasn’t too surprised by this result. The strength of the top-ranked geniuses on the Immortal Emperor Stele was far from simple. Even now, in Shen Changqing’s view, Bao Chan might not have used all her trump cards. Such geniuses possessed unfathomable depths. What was seen on the surface was naturally not the whole story. How long had it been? As the last ancient corpse fell, Shen Changqing finally stopped fighting. Looking at the other side, Bao Chan stood in the void, holding the Nine-Ringed Staff. Her chest heaved slightly, indicating that she had also been quite exhausted from the battle.