Terran Guardian - Chapter 4107

Chapter 4082: Dragon-Slaying Scissors

The Boundless Netherworld! These are

two supreme treasures of the Yaotai Sacred Land.

In ancient times, a top saint of the Yaotai Sacred Land slew two true dragons at the Ninth Tribulation Half-Saint realm in the chaos, and then forged them from their corpses. Because

of this,

both immortal swords are ninth-grade innate imperial weapons.

If the two swords are combined, their power will be even greater. Although they haven’t reached the level of Creation Treasures, they are still enough to crush most treasures of the same rank.

With these treasures, Qi Yuan has suppressed and killed countless powerful enemies.

Even Ninth Tribulation Half-Saints cannot escape their fate of demise.

This is why,

even after understanding Shen Changqing’s strength, Qi Yuan was still confident in attacking him.

“I know you possess a supreme treasure and have slain a Nine Tribulation Half-Saint, but so what?

You have a supreme treasure, but my twin swords are no match for you!”

Qi Yuan’s expression was cold and stern. As he spoke, his offensive was already unstoppable, his two immortal swords slicing through the void, determined to kill Shen Changqing on the spot as quickly as possible.

Both possessed supreme treasures, and Qi Yuan didn’t believe he couldn’t defeat Shen Changqing.

After all, the

latter was only a newly promoted Half-Saint.

He,

Qi Yuan

, the dignified master of the Yaotai Holy Land, had already reached the Eight Tribulation realm.

With such a difference in cultivation, plus the protection of a supreme treasure, suppressing the opponent would be a piece of cake. Shen Changqing remained unmoved, unleashing his Nine Star Mace to directly confront Qi Yuan. At the very moment the two clashed, Qi Xiu and other powerful figures from various forces also launched their attacks. “Kill!” Zhong Yu stepped into the void, his sleeves flashing, unleashing a powerful gust of wind that swept across the sky and earth, sending a half-saint flying. At the same time, he summoned a stone spear, aiming directly at Qi Xiu ‘s vital point. Zhong Yu could see that among the many half-saints, excluding Qi Yuan, Qi Xiu was the strongest. With his cultivation at the Six Tribulations Half-Saint Realm, apart from him, no cultivator in the Seven Profound Dao Sect could contend with him. Therefore, Zhong Yu’s first target was Qi Xiu, intending to kill him. Sensing this attack, Qi Xiu’s expression changed, and he immediately summoned two golden lights, transforming them into two true dragons that lunged at Zhong Yu. However, the two golden dragons were struck as if by a heavy blow the moment they touched the stone spear, letting out a mournful cry before flying away. Qi Xiu reached out and grabbed, the two golden dragons transforming into a long pair of scissors in his hand. “The Dragon-Slaying Scissors are damaged!” Upon seeing the cracks on the long scissors before him, Qi Xiu’s pupils constricted sharply, his face showing shock. The Dragon-Slaying Scissors! Although forged from scraps from the Silent Netherworld, it was still a genuine seventh-grade innate imperial weapon. With this treasure, Qi Xiu was invincible in battles against those of the same level. But now, in just one exchange, the Dragon-Slaying Scissors were damaged. How could such a result not shock Qi Xiu? “What Dragon-Slaying Scissors? You dare to contend with me? You’re courting death!” Zhong Yu sneered, and before Qi Xiu could react, he attacked again. The power of an ancient half-saint erupted, and the blood on the stone spear seemed to come alive, the slowly flowing blood radiating a terrifying killing intent. Seeing this, Qi Xiu could no longer care about his shock and could only grit his teeth and attack. However— he didn’t care about saving face and directly asked the remaining half-saints of the Yaotai Holy Land to provide support. In an instant… Four half-saints from the Yaotai Holy Land attacked together, joining forces with Qi Xiu to kill Zhong Yu. The latter, however, showed no fear. … “Kill!” A million-foot-tall true form of the Longevity Demon God manifested, its terrifying and violent aura sweeping across all directions like a raging storm. In Duan Changsheng’s pale golden eyes, a chilling killing intent almost materialized. A giant bronze axe appeared in his hand, its terrifying axe light tearing through space, forcing a second-tribulation half-saint to retreat repeatedly. Although the latter also possessed a supreme treasure, it was unfortunately no match for the bronze axe. In less than a moment, the bronze axe shattered the opponent’s supreme treasure, broke through his protective immortal light, and finally cleaved the second-tribulation half-saint’s body in two. As the physical body annihilated, a divine soul immediately vanished into the void. Seeing this, Duan Changsheng did not pursue, but continued to kill the other half-saints. In the current situation, even if he wanted to pursue, he didn’t have enough time. The eleven forces of immortality, excluding the Yin You Holy Land, comprised a full twenty to thirty half-saints. This number of half-saints was comparable to that of the Seven Profound Dao Sects. Most importantly, these half-saints possessed formidable cultivation. Many had reached the second or even third tribulation level. Furthermore, there were even fourth- tribulation half-saints . With so many powerful figures before him, how could Duan Changsheng dare to be careless? Rather than pursuing a single half-saint’s soul, he decided to focus his energy on the others. As for the bronze giant axe in his hand, it was a gift from Shen Changqing. This treasure was comparable to a seventh-grade innate imperial weapon, and now in Duan Changsheng’s hands, its power was astonishing. Few ordinary second-tribulation half-saints could withstand three of his axe blows, and even third- or fourth-tribulation half-saints, Duan Changsheng had the confidence to fight them. It could be said that this supreme divine weapon was tailor-made for the Immortal Demon God. These supreme treasures do not borrow the power of heaven and earth; their power originates from within themselves. However, these ultimate divine weapons are incredibly heavy, beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators. Only beings with innately powerful physiques, like the Eternal Life Demon God, can wield these ultimate divine weapons with ease. “Boom!” Just then, a terrifying force suddenly struck. Without hesitation, Duan Changsheng turned and swung his axe.

Two terrifying forces collided, causing Duan Changsheng’s hand gripping the bronze giant axe to crack, and his body was forced back several steps.

Meanwhile, a Taoist in green robes appeared, his eyes filled with undisguised greed as he looked at the bronze giant axe.

“What a magnificent divine weapon! It’s comparable to a seventh-grade innate imperial weapon. For a cultivator like you to fall into such a waste is utterly disastrous. This item belongs to me!”

The moment Yan Lingxu saw the bronze giant axe, he had already decided he had to obtain this treasure.

His sect’s foundation was shallow; their most prized possession was only a fourth-grade innate imperial weapon.

Obtaining the bronze giant axe would significantly boost his own strength and that of the entire sect. How could Yan Lingxu not be tempted? As for Duan Changsheng’s words, he didn’t pay much attention. After

all , the other party was only a half-saint at the first tribulation stage; although he seemed somewhat extraordinary, he posed no real threat. Being a fourth-stage half-saint was Yan Lingxu’s greatest confidence. “Want to seize the treasure? Let’s see if you have the ability!” Duan Changsheng’s eyes were icy. Before his words even finished, he had already swung his bronze giant axe, charging towards Yan Lingxu. Seeing this, the latter’s greed transformed into killing intent. His spear was filled with vast Daoist aura and immortal light, his cultivation gathering, and terrifying power erupted instantly. “A mere first-stage half-saint, do you really think the difference between us can be bridged by a single treasure?” Yan Lingxu sneered, completely disregarding Duan Changsheng. But the next instant… As the two forces collided, a powerful force surged forth, and Yan Lingxu’s expression froze. “Boom—” The destructive aftershocks swept outwards from the two, spreading in all directions. The two figures retreated. The next instant… They clashed again. … At the same time… at the Yaotai Holy Land. The various immortal forces, led by the Imperial Sword Dao Sect, were now attacking with all their might. Their terrifying power shook the heavens, relentlessly bombarding the sacred land’s formation. The massive formation trembled violently, its immortal light flickering, as if it might shatter at any moment. This scene filled the many cultivators within the Yaotai Sacred Land with fear. “What to do! The sacred land’s formation seems unable to hold on!!” “This matter must be reported to the Ancestor, please make a decision—” A sacred land elder looked panicked, his hands sweating uncontrollably as he observed the scene outside. Even the half-saints responsible for guarding the sacred land had grim expressions. The Imperial Sword Dao Sect’s attack was something no one had anticipated. After all, although the two sides had some past grievances and friction, it hadn’t reached the point of a complete falling out and a fight to the death. Before this, no one would have expected the Imperial Sword Dao Sect to launch an invasion without a word. Only when the Imperial Sword Dao Sect’s army was at the city gates did the Yaotai Sacred Land finally react. It was clear to everyone that the Holy Land’s formation was doomed to collapse under the current circumstances. The formation’s destruction was only a matter of time. To break the deadlock, either Qi Yuan would have to return to reinforce, or the Holy Land’s patriarch would have to intervene. However, the former was residing in Taiyuan Prefecture, and even if he received the news immediately, it wouldn’t be a short time before he arrived. As for the latter— thinking of this, a semi-saint secretly broke out in a cold sweat. “Go all out! Yaotai Holy Land can’t hold out much longer!” Outside the Holy Land, Jian Xiaozi’s face was icy as he looked down at Yaotai Holy Land, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Qi Yuan had taken away most of Yaotai Holy Land’s power, leaving the Holy Land vulnerable—a golden opportunity. Even without the Jiang family’s influence, destroying Yaotai Holy Land using this opportunity would be immensely beneficial. Even if they couldn’t destroy Yaotai Holy Land, severely injuring it would still be quite advantageous. Moreover, things had come to this point. For the Imperial Sword Dao Sect, it was a matter of life and death. If they failed to achieve anything in this battle, they would suffer a great loss. Therefore, while speaking, Jian Xiaozi also went all out, attacking the formation before them along with the other cultivators. He was an Eighth Tribulation Half-Saint, and even though he was attacking in anger, he couldn’t break the formation immediately. There was no way around it. Such an ancient and long-lived power had such a strong foundation, and this formation, which could be considered a life-saving trump card, couldn’t be bad. However— Jian Xiaozi wasn’t too worried. Judging from the current situation, breaking the formation was only a matter of time. But just then, a vast and ancient aura rose from the Yaotai Holy Land, instantly sweeping across all directions.