Terran Guardian - Chapter 4081

Chapter 4056: Sliding to His Knees

“Pfft!”

A palm pressed down on the void, the terrifying power annihilating space. A half-saint, his face filled with terror, was instantly crushed, his body exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

Even his soul was completely obliterated.

But at the very moment this half-saint perished, a second half-saint attacked. Shen Changqing unleashed a punch, completely ignoring the opponent’s attack.

In the end—

his chest was pierced by a sword, but similarly, the other half-saint was also struck in the chest by Shen Changqing’s punch,

his chest cavity collapsing instantly. The remaining force spread outwards from the center of this fist.

The next instant.

The half-saint’s body shattered.

Shen Changqing flicked his finger, instantly annihilating his soul.

Then.

He pulled out the longsword that had pierced his body, only to find that his flesh had already healed on its own, the remaining sword energy and Daoist aura barely stopping it.

In less than a few breaths, the injury would be completely healed.

“Again!”

Shen Changqing remained calm, not taking the injury seriously at all.

“I will kill you!”

An ancient half-saint from the Great Wilderness Immortal Court made a move, burning his life essence the moment he stepped onto the void arena, achieving ultimate sublimation and instantly restoring his strength to its peak, then surpassing it.

But at the very moment the ancient half-saint reached his ultimate sublimation, Shen Changqing’s punch had already struck. The

True Martial Dao suppressed everything, and an unparalleled Dharma Image was born, standing in the void.

The ancient half-saint from the Great Wilderness Immortal Court was prepared. Seeing Shen Changqing’s sure-kill punch, he also showed a look of resignation, completely abandoning his own defense, wanting to exchange his life for Shen Changqing’s.

“Boom!!!”

The two forces erupted, and the ancient half-saint from the Great Wilderness Immortal Court instantly perished. At the same time, Shen Changqing also suffered another deep wound that exposed bone.

But this wound was already healing itself at a speed visible to the n*ked eye.

The next breath.

Then other semi-saints made their moves.

…

On the void arena,

one semi-saint after another bled.

As Shen Changqing fought, he completely abandoned any defensive stance, engaging in direct combat, risking his life for his opponent.

For any semi-saint who stepped into the void battlefield, victory or defeat often hinged on a single moment.

Outside the void arena, the cultivators from other forces fell silent at the sight.

Watching that blood-soaked figure, only one thought crossed their minds:

Madman!

This was a true battle madman!

Risking his life for his opponent!

Not everyone had the courage to do that.

Yet Shen Changqing did it, and with it, he slew numerous semi-saints.

Even ancient semi-saints couldn’t last a single round against him before perishing on the spot.

It’s said that in a battle between the strong, victory or defeat, life or death, often hinges on a single moment.

But such a so-called instant is mostly impossible.

The stronger the beings clashing, the more intense the battle. To instantly kill the opponent, one must either completely overwhelm them with superior strength, or, as is happening now, fight to the death, abandoning everything.

The victor lives!

The loser dies!

This is the only law of survival in the Void Arena.

“Shenfeng Prefecture is about to lose!”

Great Sage Chenyuan slowly spoke, his expression no longer relaxed as before. Looking at the figure in the Void Arena, the killing intent in his eyes was barely concealed.

Upon hearing this, Luo Xinghe’s expression faltered slightly: “The Shenfeng Prefecture still has many Half-Saints, and Shen Changqing’s injuries are clearly worsening. Even with his Primordial Immortal Body, he can’t fight indefinitely.

If they fight to the death, the Shenfeng Prefecture should have a good chance of winning. Why does the Supreme Elder say they’ve lost?”

Great Sage Chenyuan shook his head: “Although the Shenfeng Prefecture has many Half-Saints, they’ve lost their fighting spirit. They have no will to fight left. Even if they step into the arena, they’ll just be withered bones in a tomb!

Looking at Shen Changqing, he’s using battle to sustain himself. Although his injuries are gradually worsening, they haven’t truly damaged his foundation.

Most importantly… his fighting spirit remains undiminished. With this ebb and flow, how can the Shenfeng Prefecture be a match for him?

Even if they use more Half-Saints, it’s just suicide!” In

a battle between cultivators,

strength is important, but fighting spirit is equally indispensable.

The Shenfeng Prefecture, having lost all fighting spirit, can never be a match for Shen Changqing.

Unless…

If the latter were truly at their last gasp, they might be able to overwhelm the opponent with sheer numbers.

However, Great Sage Chenyuan could see that while Shen Changqing was heavily exhausted, he was far from being at his last gasp.

Unless the number of half-saints from Shenfeng Prefecture doubled, there was absolutely no chance of killing him.

Moreover—

Shenfeng Prefecture had lost its fighting spirit, and the remaining half-saints might not dare to continue advancing. Facing death

without fear is one thing!

Waiting in line to die is another!

If many half-saints rushed forward, that would be a different story.

But now, with half-saints taking turns to attack, watching their predecessors being killed on the arena, even the most resolute Dao heart would inevitably waver.

Sure enough—

shortly after Great Sage Chenyuan finished speaking, five more half-saints fell on the void arena, and for a time, no second half-saint from the Six Sects, Nine Dynasties, and Thirteen Holy Lands side made a move.

“Who else?”

Shen Changqing, his purple robes stained with blood, his aura fluctuating slightly, his body radiating killing intent. His furious shout, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, shook the other cultivators to their core.

Silence!

A deathly silence fell over the scene!

Not a single half-saint from the Shenfeng Prefecture side made a move.

The Great Sage of Nanhua’s face was grim as his gaze fell upon one of his own ancient half-saints.

He recognized this half-saint; it was Murong Hai, the ancestor of the Murong Immortal Clan, a top-tier sixth-tribulation half-saint.

“Why aren’t you making a move?”

“This man is utterly invincible. Even if we were to attack, we would only be throwing our lives away. The situation is hopeless, so why force it?”

Murong Hai met the gaze of the Great Sage of Nanhua. The latter’s terrifying pressure made his heart tremble slightly, but thinking of the many half-saints who had fallen before him, he forcibly suppressed his fear and forced himself to speak.

He had no choice.

Offending the Great Sage of Nanhua wouldn’t necessarily mean death.

But stepping onto the arena now would truly mean death.

He had cultivated diligently for many years; he couldn’t possibly perish so easily.

If at the beginning Murong Hai had been prepared to die, that resolve had long since vanished.

He wanted to live! He

didn’t want to die!

The Great Sage of Nanhua’s face was icy: “This is the Heavenly Emperor’s decree. You are a half-saint of the Celestial Court, entitled to its resources. Yet you hesitate to serve it. If the Heavenly Emperor finds out, you should know the consequences!”

Faced with the Great Sage of Nanhua’s threat, Murong Hai forced himself to remain calm and argued: “It’s not that I’m unwilling to serve the Celestial Court, but that I don’t want to waste my life here.

We have cultivated for many years and finally reached this realm. If we perish here, it would be a great loss to the Celestial Court.

If we survive today, we can serve the Celestial Court in the future—”

Before Murong Hai could finish speaking, the Great Sage of Nanhua unleashed a palm strike. The terrifying power instantly shattered Murong Hai’s body, completely annihilating his soul.

This sudden scene made the other half-saints tremble.

The Great Sage of Nanhua spoke with icy coldness: “To eat the king’s food and share his worries is what you should do.

Anyone who is afraid to fight is a betrayal of the Celestial Court. When the Heavenly Emperor settles the score, not only will you die, but even the Celestial Clan behind you will not escape calamity!”

These words made the remaining half-saints turn pale, but none dared to utter a word of rebuttal.

Just then ,

the Great Sage of Nanhua’s gaze fell on one of the half-saints.

“You, make your move now! If you can kill Shen Changqing, it will be a great achievement. Even if you perish, the Celestial Court will provide compensation!”

“Yes—”

The half-saint’s body trembled slightly, but he could only grit his teeth and make his move.

Seeing the other party step into the void arena, the Great Sage of Nanhua’s expression softened slightly.

But the next moment,

his face turned completely black.

As soon as the half-saint stepped into the void arena, before Shen Changqing could make a move, he immediately slid to his knees and kowtowed to Shen Changqing.

“This humble Daoist is no different from being an enemy of Sword Master Shen. From this day forward, this humble Daoist is willing to serve Sword Master Shen faithfully, hoping only that Sword Master Shen will spare my life!!”

“Serve faithfully… Haha, good, well said!”

Shen Changqing was slightly stunned when he saw the half-saint sliding to his knees so quickly before him, then he burst into laughter, his laughter filled with mockery of the Great Sage Nanhua and the Divine Sun Immortal Court.

“Zhong Yu—you have truly betrayed the Immortal Court!!!”

The Great Sage Nanhua’s eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Zhong Yu, his body trembling slightly with rage. In that instant, he even wished he could rush into the void arena and kill this traitor on the spot.

It could be said that

at this moment,

the Great Sage Nanhua’s anger towards Zhong Yu was three times greater than his anger towards Shen Changqing.

After all, the other party’s betrayal in front of everyone was a blow to the face of the Divine Sun Immortal Court, an act even more shameful than the previous loss of many half-saints to the Divine Sun Immortal Court.

It could be said that

Zhong Yu’s actions… This

was tantamount to utterly humiliating the Divine Sun Immortal Court.

How could the Great Sage of Nanhua not be enraged?

Zhong Yu also stood up, turned to face the Great Sage of Nanhua, and roared, “Nanhua, you and the Divine Sun Immortal Court insisted on sending us here to our deaths, did you ever consider our fate?

As the saying goes, a wise bird chooses a good tree to perch on. Since your Divine Sun Immortal Court wants me dead, how can I offer my neck to be slaughtered?”

These words further enraged the Great Sage of Nanhua.

“Have you considered the Zhong family in this matter? If you attack Shen Changqing now, I can still pretend nothing happened.

Otherwise, not only will you die, but the entire Zhong family will be wiped out!” Zhong Yu was completely determined to go all out

. “What is the Zhong family? I am the patriarch of the Zhong family. As long as I am alive, the Zhong family is not destroyed. At worst, I can continue the Zhong family bloodline in the future. If I perish here, even if the Zhong family survives, what does it have to do with me!” After these words, many cultivators looked at Zhong Yu differently. Although some cultivators thought what he said made sense, they still admired Zhong Yu’s shameless act of kneeling and backstabbing the Divine Sun Immortal Court. After all, being thick-skinned to a certain extent is a skill in itself.