Terran Guardian - Chapter 4123

Chapter 4098: A Single Herb Can Slay a Saint

The Daoist’s Shroud!

At the crucial moment,

Shen Changqing finally unleashed this supreme treasure.

The enraged Sword Venerable Lingchen struck the Daoist’s Shroud, but the attack was completely absorbed and neutralized by its power, causing not a ripple whatsoever.

“This is—the Daoist’s Shroud!!”

The Sword Venerable Lingchen’s expression changed, a deep sense of dread creeping into his eyes as he looked at the blood-stained cloth.

This object, stained with the blood of the Daoist and corroded by the Daoist’s lingering spirit after his fall, was already extraordinary.

Even with his full power, he couldn’t budge the Daoist’s Shroud in the slightest.

But in that instant of shock, Shen Changqing directly summoned the World-Stabilizing Bell, pouring all his immortal power into the ancient bell, and a bell tolling that seemed to span eternity suddenly rang out.

In that instant,

everything in heaven and earth

seemed to fall into eternal stillness.

But for the Sword Venerable Lingchen, this power was merely a fleeting moment.

In less than a snap of his fingers, he regained his senses.

“A treasure of creation—”

Sword Master Lingchen’s expression changed again, but at that moment, Shen Changqing wielded the Nine-Star Mace, unleashing the immense power of the Nine Star Rivers, carrying the force to overturn heaven and earth, determined to kill the former on the spot.

Facing such an attack, Sword Master Lingchen remained calm, raising his jade-like hand to directly block the blow.

That power, enough to kill a Nine Tribulation Half-Saint, couldn’t even shake Sword Master Lingchen in the slightest.

Not only that.

With a tremor of Sword Master Lingchen’s hand, Shen Changqing felt an overwhelming force strike, his tiger’s mouth instantly splitting open, and the Nine-Star Mace nearly flying away.

“Even a grain of rice shines!”

“Today, I will show you that the difference between a Half-Saint and a Saint is absolutely not something that so-called talent can make up for.”

Sword Master Lingchen smiled disdainfully. Although Shen Changqing possessed many treasures, he didn’t take him seriously.

A Saint is a Saint!

How dare a Half-Saint act so arrogantly.

Then.

Lingchen Sword Master unleashed another palm strike, the terrifying power crushing down upon him, causing Shen Changqing’s expression to change slightly. He immediately summoned the Boundary-Stabilizing Bell to block in front of him.

“Dong—”

The treasure trembled violently, the ancient bell resounding throughout the heavens. Even a creation-grade spiritual treasure would find it difficult to withstand such saintly power.

The force of that palm strike shattered the treasure’s immortal light, pierced through the ancient bell, and continued its relentless pressure towards Shen Changqing.

Seeing this, the latter naturally went all out to defend.

“Boom!”

Shen Changqing’s body trembled violently. His physical body, comparable to a fourth-grade innate imperial weapon, instantly cracked, blood soaking his robes, and his blood and qi surging violently.

“What a saint!”

He looked at Lingchen Sword Master with admiration in his eyes.

He had thought that by using many trump cards and taking advantage of the situation, he could at least contend with Lingchen Sword Master.

But now, Shen Changqing realized he was still naive.

Even an ancient saint facing the Heavenly Tribulation, slumbering for countless years, would be beyond his current capabilities to contend with.

What treasures!

What foundations!

Before absolute power, they are all insignificant.

Even a powerful creation treasure cannot threaten the opponent in the slightest.

It’s not that the creation treasure is not strong enough, but simply that his own cultivation is too weak.

If he were also a saint, suppressing the Spirit Dust Sword Venerable would be no problem.

But now,

Shen Changqing had to admit that he was indeed no match for the Spirit Dust Sword Venerable.

In this situation, without any external force, all he could do was hide inside the Seven Profound Divine Tower and stall for time

until the Heavenly Tribulation descended, causing the opponent to perish completely at the hands of the Heavenly Tribulation.

But if that happened, the crazed Spirit Dust Sword Venerable would be able to slaughter all the other cultivators.

On the other side ,

seeing Shen Changqing’s expression, the Spirit Dust Sword Venerable assumed that the other party had resigned himself to his fate, and his face became even more ferocious.

“Junior, I’ve already given you a chance, but you didn’t cherish it. Then let’s die together!”

At this point, Sword Venerable Lingchen had no more time to waste. He had a premonition that the Heavenly Tribulation was about to descend.

His time was running out.

Before that,

Sword Venerable Lingchen had to kill Shen Changqing here, no matter what.

Otherwise,

even if he died, he wouldn’t be able to rest in peace.

In an instant

, Sword Venerable Lingchen attacked again. The Great Dao River pierced through the nine heavens, and the supreme Daoist principles condensed into a heaven-reaching immortal sword, which crashed down towards Shen Changqing.

The power of this sword was not just to kill Shen Changqing; it also covered the entire Yaotai Holy Land and billions of miles of void.

Clearly,

Sword Venerable Lingchen intended to use this opportunity to wipe out all the forces in one fell swoop.

Looking at the descending sword, Sword Xiaozi and the Yinyou Holy Lord, along with other half-saints, forgot to breathe, their faces filled with horror.

Faced with such power, their accumulated strength, honed over countless years, was utterly useless.

The shadow of death loomed over their hearts, naturally instilling despair.

But just then,

Shen Changqing spoke: “Please, senior, make your move!” As soon as he

finished speaking

, the heavens and earth trembled, and an aura as vast as an abyss emanated from Shen Changqing. Wherever this terrifying aura passed, everything in the void seemed to freeze in place.

Even the Heavenly Immortal Sword, formed from the laws of the Great Dao, abruptly stopped as if gripped by an invisible hand.

The ferocity on Lingchen Sword Venerable’s face quickly turned to horror.

Under the suppression of this terrifying aura, his Saint Realm cultivation seemed to vanish into thin air.

No matter how hard he tried to activate it, it was utterly useless.

The difference between them was like a chasm.

In ancient times, the Sword Master Lingchen had faced beings at the Great Saint Realm. While such powerhouses were formidable, none possessed such imposing might.

This

left only one possibility.

“Supreme…Supreme!!!”

The Sword Master Lingchen was utterly horrified.

He had never imagined Shen Changqing possessed such a hidden power.

But at that moment, an unparalleled phantom appeared in the void, casually grabbing a wild grass and hurling it at the Sword Master Lingchen.

“Boom!”

A seemingly effortless strike instantly cleaved the void in two. The Sword Master Lingchen froze, a bloodstain appearing between his brows, which then spread rapidly throughout his body.

The next instant,

the Sword Master Lingchen’s body exploded, utterly annihilated.

The remaining force cleaved through the nine heavens, unleashing a torrent of chaotic energy that seemed capable of engulfing the entire Yaotai Holy Land.

All of

this happened in an instant.

It wasn’t until the fall of Sword Master Lingchen and the subsequent backflow of chaotic energy that the other cultivators snapped out of their shock.

“Sword Master Lingchen has fallen!”

“Hiss—”

Many cultivators gasped, their eyes filled with horror as they looked at Shen Changqing.

Although they already knew that the Seven Profound Dao Sect possessed a reclusive supreme being, rumors were

just rumors;

nothing could compare to witnessing it firsthand.

That reclusive supreme being hadn’t even appeared in person, merely a phantom avatar, yet with a casual strike, he had killed Sword Master Lingchen on the spot.

Such a nonchalant strike seemed no more difficult than crushing an ant.

Moreover

, the aftershocks of that sword strike instantly killed the remaining few newly revived Ninth Tribulation Half-Saints.

With a single sword strike!

The entire foundation of the Yaotai Holy Land was annihilated!

Such a scene was incredibly shocking to the other cultivators.

“A reclusive supreme being, the rumors were indeed true!!”

The Yin You Holy Lord trembled violently.

To be honest, before truly seeing that reclusive supreme being, he harbored a degree of skepticism about the rumor.

But now,

that skepticism had completely vanished.

A mere phantom instantly annihilated an ancient saint, and the opponent hadn’t even used any supreme treasures, merely grabbing a weed.

Without the cultivation of a supreme being, how could one achieve this?

Even a top-tier great saint, without their true form present, wouldn’t find it so easy to kill an ancient saint with just a phantom.

After all ,

the Spirit Dust Sword Venerable, having reached this stage, had already exhausted all his resources in a final, desperate struggle.

The opponent’s threat level was far greater than that of an ordinary saint.

Yet, even so,

the Spirit Dust Sword Venerable still died.

Without any chance to retaliate, a single, casual strike was enough to obliterate the opponent’s remains.

Such terrifying power could only be possessed by a supreme being.

“From this day forward, the Yaotai Holy Land will cease to exist in the Star Luo Immortal Domain!”

Shen Changqing stood atop the ruins of the forbidden area, his icy gaze sweeping across all directions. His voice, brooking no argument, echoed, silencing all sides in the void. Previously,

during the Seven Profound Dao Sects’ siege of the Yaotai Holy Land, many powerful figures from various forces in the Star Luo Immortal Domain had secretly observed the battle.

A very few cultivators had even harbored the ambition to reap the benefits. But now, these secretly observing cultivators were all silent. Any remaining thoughts of reaping the rewards had vanished completely. It was a joke. Just moments before, a reclusive supreme being had annihilated the Spirit Dust Sword Venerable like an ant. If they dared to do so, they would follow in his footsteps in the next instant. Even the powerful Spirit Dust Sword Venerable couldn’t withstand a single blow and was instantly killed; if it were them, they would be even more pathetic. Therefore, no matter how many treasures Shen Changqing revealed, even the Dao Venerable’s shroud, the other secretly observing powerhouses dared not make the slightest move. Seeing the emptiness, Shen Changqing paid no further attention. Instead, he swept his divine sense across the ruins of the forbidden area, ultimately unearthing some of the remaining cultivation resources. These resources were clearly what the Spirit Dust Sword Venerable had left. But now, these things belonged to him. “It’s a pity the Spirit Dust Sword Venerable didn’t fall at my hands, otherwise, I could have obtained a considerable amount of Saintly Essence!” Shen Changqing lamented inwardly. As long as a being fell within his certain range, he could plunder their life essence. However, the life essence he plundered was far less than that of the cultivators he had killed. Nevertheless, a Saint is a Saint after all. Even with less life essence, compared to other Half-Saints, it was still quite substantial.