Terran Guardian - Chapter 4108

Chapter 4083: Spirit Dust Sword Master

The moment this aura appeared, it suppressed everything.

Whether from the Yaotai Holy Land or the Yujian Dao Sect, all cultivators felt their breath catch in their throats under its influence.

“A Saint!”

Jian Xiaozi uttered with difficulty, his face more solemn than ever before.

“The Saint Ancestor has made his move!”

“The Holy Land is surely safe this time—”

Many cultivators from the Yaotai Holy Land wept with joy.

Many had long heard rumors of a Saint Ancestor existing within the Holy Land.

But,

rumors are just rumors.

Without witnessing it firsthand, no one could be certain.

Until now.

The Saint’s birth.

That vast, abyss-like pressure completely confirmed these rumors.

On the Yujian Dao Sect’s side, a half-Saint looked horrified: “The Saint of the Yaotai Holy Land has appeared! With our strength, we are absolutely no match for him. What should we do now?”

That was a Saint!

A being surpassing even the half-Saint realm.

Although their side had many half-Saints, and their sect leader, Jian Xiaozi, had even reached the Eight Tribulation Realm.

The problem is…

let alone an Eighth Tribulation Half-Saint, even a Ninth Tribulation Half-Saint is nothing more than a large ant before a true Saint.

If such an existence were to make a move, they would have absolutely no chance of winning.

“Don’t panic, I’ll hold up the sky if it falls!”

Jian Xiaozi whispered a reprimand, and the Half-Saint barely managed to suppress his panic.

Just as Jian Xiaozi’s voice fell, the immortal energy and Daoist aura of heaven and earth converged, and an ancient figure slowly appeared from the void. The figure stood with his hands behind his back, and the long river of the Great Dao was reflected in his calm eyes.

Without any unnecessary movements, he simply stood there, and his aura seemed enough to suppress the long river of time.

When Jian Xiaozi met the gaze of this existence, a terrifying heavenly might swept over him, making his body tremble, but he did not show any fear. Instead, he withstood the pressure of the Saint and stepped forward, cupping his hands and saying,

“Jian Xiaozi of the Imperial Sword Dao Sect greets Sword Venerable Lingchen!”

“What does the Imperial Sword Dao Sect intend to do?”

Sword Venerable Lingchen stood with his hands behind his back, his voice indifferent.

Jian Xiaozi said, “This time,

it’s not that my Yujian Dao Sect wants to be enemies with Yaotai Holy Land, but rather that Yaotai Holy Land has offended a force it shouldn’t have. I’m merely acting under orders!” “Is

a mere Seven Profound Dao Sect truly worth your Yujian Dao Sect’s disregard for consequences to attack my Yaotai Holy Land?”

Lingchen Sword Venerable clearly understood everything. His previously indifferent tone now contained a faint but palpable killing intent.

That killing intent, like a venomous snake coiling around him, made many cultivators present feel a chill.

Only Jian Xiaozi didn’t back down, his gaze fixed on Lingchen Sword Venerable.

“Further words are useless. Today, Yaotai Holy Land will undoubtedly be destroyed. Of course, it seems that out of respect for Senior Lingchen, I can preserve a portion of Yaotai Holy Land’s bloodline inheritance, so as not to completely exterminate them.”

“Insolence!”

Upon hearing this, Lingchen Sword Venerable immediately flew into a rage.

The terrifying pressure emanating from him, befitting a Saint, suddenly surged, causing the void to violently distort and shatter.

Even so, Jian Xiaozi remained undaunted, his spine straight in the face of such pressure.

Lingchen Sword Venerable’s face darkened: “Are you truly not afraid of death?”

“Of course I fear death. If you were in your true form, I would leave without a word.

However, you think a mere projection of your avatar is enough to make me back down? That’s a bit too much.

Under the Heavenly Tribulation, even Saints must shed blood. Perhaps you should consider whether sacrificing billions of years of cultivation for the ants of the Yaotai Holy Land is worthwhile.”

Jian Xiaozi smiled calmly, his words utterly enraging Lingchen Sword Venerable.

“Very well, very well. I didn’t expect the Yujian Dao Sect to produce such an extraordinary figure. I will remember

today’s events. In the future, I will certainly go to the Yujian Dao Sect to settle the score!”

With that,

the Saint’s illusory figure gradually dissipated until it completely disappeared.

Sword Master Lingchen is gone!

Just as Jian Xiaozi said, he was merely a projection, not his true self.

His true self was avoiding the Heavenly Tribulation.

Although Sword Master Lingchen was furious, he couldn’t truly attack Jian Xiaozi.

If he did,

the Heavenly Tribulation would inevitably descend

, and he himself would be doomed.

Countless years of cultivation couldn’t be destroyed in an instant.

As for the cultivators of Yaotai Holy Land, only a group could be sacrificed, to be dealt with later.

Watching Sword Master Lingchen depart, the cultivators of Yaotai Holy Land felt as if the sky had fallen. They looked at the dissipating phantom, their faces filled with despair.

“Ancestor!!”

“Please, Ancestor, save our lives—”

a cultivator cried out in anguish, but Sword Master Lingchen offered no response.

On the other side,

Jian Xiaozi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His back was soaked with cold sweat.

Facing a Saint, the pressure was unimaginable.

Most importantly, Jian Xiaozi feared that Lingchen Sword Venerable might act recklessly and disregard the consequences, which would mean the end for him and the cultivators of the Imperial Sword Dao Sect.

Fortunately,

he had ultimately made the right gamble.

Even a saint who had lived for billions of years prioritized his own life, choosing the survival of the Yaotai Holy Land over his own.

This was understandable.

The longer one lives,

the more one cherishes life.

This was especially true for a saint-level being like him.

With such longevity,

how could he willingly perish?

This was why Jian Xiaozi had the confidence to face Lingchen Sword Venerable directly.

The instant the opponent’s illusory figure dissipated, Jian Xiaozi flicked his sleeve, and another world-destroying sword aura tore through layers of space, slamming fiercely into the Holy Land’s formation. The powerful force shook the formation violently, and even imperceptible cracks appeared.

Boom!

Rumble!!

As Lingchen Sword Venerable departed, the morale of the Yujian Dao Sect surged, and their attacks on the formation became

even more relentless. On the other hand, the morale of the Yaotai Holy Land side was now shattered, and many cultivators felt despair.

Time passed slowly.

Finally—

the Yaotai Holy Land’s formation could not hold on any longer and shattered before both sides’ eyes.

But at the moment the formation shattered, Jian Xiaozi shouted in a deep voice: “Slaughter everyone in the Yaotai Holy Land, leave no one alive!”

As he spoke, he took the lead and attacked one of the half-saints.

Jian Xiaozi naturally recognized the latter; his name was Cangsong Venerable, a Supreme Elder of the Yaotai Holy Land, whose cultivation had reached the Fifth Tribulation Realm.

In the past, many talented and powerful figures from the Imperial Sword Sect had perished at the hands of their adversaries.

However, with the protection of the Yaotai Holy Land, the Imperial Sword Sect had no way to kill them.

But now it’s different.

The Saints have retreated.

The Holy Land’s formation has shattered.

Jian Xiaozi naturally wouldn’t miss this opportunity.

Moreover,

among the many Half-Saints of the Yaotai Holy Land, Venerable Cangsong is currently the strongest. If he can kill him, the Yaotai Holy Land will have little room for resistance.

“Jian Xiaozi, if you want to destroy my Yaotai Holy Land, then let’s fight to the death!”

Venerable Cangsong’s expression was resolute. He knew that in today’s battle, he had no chance of survival. Since that was the case, he could only fight to the death.

The moment Jian Xiaozi made his move, Venerable Cangsong angrily attacked, unleashing a Primordial Emperor Weapon. A magnificent sword aura evolved into a great river of sword energy, directly meeting the attack head-on.

Unfortunately—

the difference between each of the nine tribulations of a Half-Saint is astonishing.

Not to mention,

there was a full three minor realms between them.

Despite Venerable Cangsong’s all-out attack, he was still no match for Jian Xiaozi, a half-saint at the Eight Tribulations Realm.

In just one exchange, he was completely overwhelmed, unable to withstand the onslaught for long before being cleaved in two by Jian Xiaozi’s sword and perishing on the spot.

When Venerable Cangsong fell, the remaining cultivators of the Yaotai Holy Land were all horrified.

Their opponent was the strongest being in the Yaotai Holy Land, yet he couldn’t withstand even a few rounds from Jian Xiaozi.

With their strength, how could they possibly contend with him?

In that instant,

the cultivators of the Yaotai Holy Land were utterly defeated.

Some cultivators attempted to break outwards, while others headed towards the forbidden area of the Holy Land, seeking the protection of Sword Venerable Lingchen.

The Yujian Dao Sect had numerous powerful figures who had already surrounded the entire Yaotai Holy Land. Even though many cultivators fled, very few actually managed to break through the encirclement.

In less than half a day, the entire Yaotai Holy Land was almost completely slaughtered, with only those cultivators who had fled into the forbidden area surviving.

Looking towards the forbidden area, Jian Xiaozi ultimately decided against further action.

That was where the powerful figures of the Yaotai Holy Land had historically sought refuge from the Five Signs of Decay of Heaven and Man, and even the Heavenly Tribulation; Lingchen Sword Venerable was in seclusion there.

If he rashly stormed in, even a top-tier half-saint could perish.

“Very well, I’ll spare a trace of the Yaotai Holy Land’s bloodline this time, and settle the score slowly later!”

Jian Xiaozi glanced deeply at the forbidden area, completely abandoning the idea of annihilation.

A living saint was simply too much of a threat.

Even if the opponent was avoiding the Heavenly Tribulation, he dared not truly push him to the brink.

Otherwise,

if Lingchen Sword Venerable were to attack at any cost, it would be a huge problem.

Facing such an existence, even if all the long-lived forces on his side were combined, they would be no match for Lingchen Sword Venerable.

Moreover—

with most of the Yaotai Holy Land cultivators wiped out, they posed little threat, and exterminating them would be pointless.

Just then,

an elder stepped forward excitedly: “Sect Master, all the resources of the Yaotai Holy Land have been completely looted! We’ve made a fortune this time!”

The resources of an ancient holy land are naturally incredibly abundant.

Even though it wasn’t just the Yujian Dao Sect that attacked, they still took the lion’s share.

With such a batch of cultivation resources, the losses from attacking the Yaotai Holy Land are negligible.

However,

Jian Xiaozi’s expression was much calmer: “This matter is not over yet.”

“What does the Sect Master mean?”

The elder’s face froze.

Jian Xiaozi looked towards Taiyuan Prefecture: “Qi Yuan is not dead, and I cannot rest easy. Issue the order to rush to Taiyuan Prefecture immediately. In this battle, we must wipe out Qi Yuan’s side completely, leaving no future trouble!”

Compared to those cultivators who fled into the forbidden area, Qi Yuan’s side was the real threat.

Things had already come to this point, and Jian Xiaozi naturally didn’t want to leave such a huge hidden danger.

Upon hearing this, the elder’s expression also became solemn.

“I will obey the Sect Master’s decree!”