Terran Guardian - Chapter 4080

Chapter 4055: The Foundation of an Ancient Half-Saint

“Here you go!”

The Great Sage of Nanhua practically spat out those two words through gritted teeth.

Having already given away seventy-two innate imperial weapons, giving away another forty-eight wouldn’t make a difference.

In any case, these innate imperial weapons were only temporarily entrusted to the other party for safekeeping.

Once Shen Changqing perished here, the other party would have to return all the innate imperial weapons.

Therefore,

the various forces were quite decisive, directly contributing forty-eight innate imperial weapons to Shen Changqing. The

latter naturally accepted them with a smile.

Time passed quickly.

With the fourth day almost over, the semi-saints from various forces finally arrived.

Immediately,

many cultivators turned their heads to look at the arriving semi-saints.

“That seems to be Sikong Wuyai, right? The ancestor of the Sikong Immortal Clan, a semi-saint from ancient times—he’s still alive!” “

Daoist Yuanchen, this one was already a sixth-tribulation semi-saint in ancient times, even the Zixiao Immortal Sect called him that—”

Many sharp-eyed cultivators noticed that the semi-saints arriving from various forces were almost all ancient beings who had attained enlightenment long ago.

Among them were many powerful figures who had attained enlightenment in ancient times, some even dating back to the primordial era.

This alone

demonstrates that

the Six Sects, Nine Dynasties, and Thirteen Holy Lands are willing to pay any price to kill Shen Changqing here.

In the void,

Jiang Daoxuan remained calm, merely glancing at the group to discern the nature of these semi-saints.

“The aura of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man is pervasive; it seems the forces of Shenfeng Prefecture are willing to sacrifice many semi-saints to kill my young friend Shen!”

Thinking this,

Jiang Daoxuan’s divine sense stirred slightly, and he directly used telepathy to inform them of the origins of these ancient semi-saints.

Finally,

he added, “Fellow Daoist Shen, you have single-handedly killed a hundred semi-saints; your strength is beyond doubt.

If you are not confident in dealing with these semi-saints, you may speak up, and I can decide to end this battle here!”

“Thank you for your kindness, Fellow Daoist Jiang. As long as they are semi-saints below the Seventh Tribulation level, I will take them all,”

Shen Changqing said, hearing Jiang Daoxuan’s reminder but showing no sign of backing down.

“Are you kidding me!

He’s finally got this opportunity, how could he give it up now?

As long as not all the semi-saints rush at him, Shen Changqing has absolute confidence in suppressing everything.

What ancient semi-saints!

What reclusive powerhouses!

Shen Changqing doesn’t care at all.

And with Jiang Daoxuan in charge, he’s not worried that the Six Sects, Nine Dynasties, and Thirteen Holy Lands will break the rules.

After all—

if the other side doesn’t follow the rules, then this Tai Xuan Sword Venerable will teach them a lesson.

“Eight hundred semi-saints, the Six Sects, Nine Dynasties, and Thirteen Holy Lands are indeed worthy of their reputation, their foundation is truly extraordinary.

Now that all of you semi-saints have arrived, who will be the first to come forward and face death?”

Shen Changqing stood in the void with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping across the void, his face calm and expressionless.

His words made the top forces of Shenfeng Prefecture turn pale.

The next moment,

they saw Sikong Wuyai take a step forward, his aged face full of cold killing intent.

“Junior, I, Sikong Wuyai, have come today to slay you, so that you may understand that the Divine Sun Immortal Court is not to be insulted by you!” As soon as

the words fell,

Sikong Wuyai stepped into the void of the arena. His aura, dormant for many years, erupted forth with a thunderous roar. His boundless blood energy and immortal power shook the galaxy, and nine cosmic phantoms emerged behind him. His terrifying power surpassed that of any of the previous half-saints.

“Kill!”

As the ancestor of the Sikong Immortal Clan, Sikong Wuyai had attained enlightenment since ancient times, and his strength was beyond doubt.

Although he hadn’t broken through to the Seventh Tribulation Realm for many years, he had honed his skills at the Sixth Tribulation level for an unknown period.

It could be said that

within the Sixth Tribulation Half-Saint Realm, Sikong Wuyai had enough confidence that, while there were only a handful of cultivators in the world who could threaten him at the same level, there were certainly not many.

Facing Shen Changqing, to be honest, Sikong Wuyai didn’t believe the latter could be his match.

But—

even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit.

Moreover, the fact that over a hundred Half-Saints had perished indirectly demonstrated that Shen Changqing’s strength was extraordinary and could not be considered among the other newly promoted Half-Saints.

Therefore,

although Sikong Wuyai spoke calmly, he unleashed his full power the moment he attacked. The Great Dao River shook the void, sweeping towards Shen Changqing like a world-destroying torrent.

The power of this attack shook many of the powerful spectators.

“What a Sikong Wuyai! His strength is indeed extraordinary!”

“This old monster who has lived for so many years is incomparable to other Half-Saints—”

As a Six Tribulation Half-Saint, a Half-Saint who has lived since ancient times is naturally stronger than an ordinary Six Tribulation Half-Saint.

After all, the accumulation of billions of years is no joke. His understanding

of physical tempering, immortal power refinement, and even the laws of the Great Dao is extraordinary.

To put it bluntly, even a pig could cultivate to an unfathomable level in the face of such a long period of time.

Half-Saints!

Are no exception!

Now, the moment Sikong Wuyai made his move, the momentum was unmatched by any other half-saint.

However, for Shen Changqing, the result was roughly the same.

The instant Sikong Wuyai unleashed his full power, Shen Changqing shattered the void with a single step, his right fist slamming out with immense force.

“Boom—”

Space shattered inch by inch, the Great Dao River exploded, and all the cosmic phantoms instantly collapsed and vanished.

Such formidable power caused Sikong Wuyai’s expression to change, but before he could think further, Shen Changqing threw another punch, aiming straight for his vital point.

Seeing this, Sikong Wuyai also threw a punch.

Finally—

a loud explosion rang out, Sikong Wuyai’s arm shattered, bone piercing through his elbow flesh and exposing it to the air.

The excruciating pain caused him to groan, his steps uncontrollably retreating.

“Such formidable physical strength!”

Sikong Wuyai was somewhat shocked.

He believed that his physical body, honed over countless ancient years, was so powerful that few cultivators could surpass him in terms of physical prowess.

However, after truly battling Shen Changqing, Sikong Wuyai realized that he had underestimated his opponent.

The person before him possessed a physical body far more powerful than his own.

But regret was useless now. Shen Changqing’s attack landed, and his double fist assaulted Sikong Wuyai like a raging storm.

There were no superfluous techniques, only astonishing power and speed too fast for the n*ked eye to perceive.

Faced with Shen Changqing’s pure fighting style, Sikong Wuyai quickly calmed down and countered with all his might.

“Boom!”

“Boom! Boom!!”

Explosions echoed through the void as Shen Changqing and Sikong Wuyai clashed physically, each strike shattering space and stirring the chaotic galaxy.

At first, Sikong Wuyai could barely hold on, but as time went on, he gradually couldn’t keep up.

Shen Changqing’s fists were powerful and heavy, as if they contained the crushing force of heaven and earth. Each impact made Sikong Wuyai’s arms tremble.

The latter’s physical strength, which he had cultivated for many years and was proud of, was also showing signs of decline under such a battle.

Before long,

the skin on Sikong Wuyai’s arms cracked, his flesh shattered inch by inch, and even his bones were exposed to the air.

If you looked closely, you could see faint cracks on his arm bones, a sign that his immortal bones had reached their limit after enduring the terrifying force.

“I can’t continue like this!”

Sikong Wuyai took a deep breath, his eyes showing a resolute look.

He couldn’t delay!

Otherwise, he would surely be defeated! It

didn’t matter if he died here, but if he could drag his opponent down with him, then he could consider it as winning a future for the Sikong Immortal Clan.

Having grasped this point, Sikong Wuyai no longer hesitated. He immediately burned all his essence and blood power, instantly pushing his strength to its absolute peak.

At that very moment, the jade tablet in his sea of consciousness began to crack, as if it would shatter completely in the next breath.

“Kill!”

Sikong Wuyai knew that his time was running out. His eyes turned bloodshot, and he completely abandoned defense, ignoring Shen Changqing’s attack. Instead, he concentrated all his power, wanting to perish together with his opponent.

“Fight to the death! Then I’ll grant your wish!”

Seeing that Sikong Wuyai was going to fight to the death, Shen Changqing naturally wouldn’t back down. The moment the former threw a punch, he also threw a punch.

The two fists collided, Shen Changqing’s body shuddered, and then Sikong Wuyai’s right arm exploded completely, with a large amount of flesh and bone fragments flying everywhere.

Shen Changqing lunged forward, grabbing Sikong Wuyai’s severed arm with his left hand and the other side of his body with his right, then violently ripped it apart.

A tearing sound rang out as Sikong Wuyai was ripped in two, blood splattering everywhere. Shen Changqing

then

tossed the mangled body to the ground like trash, casually throwing a punch that shattered Sikong Wuyai’s soul on the spot.

This ancient half-saint of the Divine Sun Immortal Court was now utterly dead.

However—

at the very moment Sikong Wuyai fell, an ancient half-saint from the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect simultaneously attacked, giving Shen Changqing no chance to breathe, directly assaulting him.

The goal of the Six Sects, Nine Dynasties, and Thirteen Holy Lands was now clear: to give Shen Changqing no respite, with half-saints attacking one after another until he was completely annihilated.

In the eyes of these forces, even if Shen Changqing truly possessed the legendary Primordial Immortal Body and astonishing regenerative abilities, his power could not possibly be inexhaustible.

As long as he isn’t given a chance to regroup, one day his immortal power will be exhausted and his life force will decline. That will be the time for Shen Changqing to perish.

Therefore,

while the death of Sikong Wuyai shocked some cultivators, the Six Sects, Nine Dynasties, and Thirteen Holy Lands remained remarkably calm.

From beginning to end

, no one believed that Sikong Wuyai could kill Shen Changqing.

If he were so easily killed, hundreds of half-saints wouldn’t have perished before.

Sikong Wuyai’s only purpose was to deplete some of Shen Changqing’s power, creating opportunities for subsequent half-saints to act—nothing more.