"You little beast! I’ll show you what a true Sect Realm means!"
Nature’s spiritual energy madly converged, forming above his head a colossal handprint thirty zhang in diameter. The palm lines were clearly visible, every line flowing with liquid Spiritual Energy, and the terrifying pressure forced both sides fighting in the distance to stop involuntarily.
"It’s the Ten Thousand Spirits Heaven-Shaking Palm!"
A Wanling Palace Disciple cried out.
"The elder is going all-out!"
Xiao Mengdie’s face turned deathly pale. In the Wanling Palace records, this palm had once flattened an entire mountain with a single strike.
She wanted to pull Gu Sheng and flee, but discovered the young man didn’t move a muscle, and three golden light points suddenly lit up around him.
"Three Grotto Heavens?"
Zhao Qianhuan’s pupils shrank.
"You actually opened up three Grotto Heavens?"
Gu Sheng did not answer. The three light points abruptly expanded into vortices, a vast tide of True Qi pouring into the Longsword.
The originally transparent blade turned completely red-gold at this moment, ancient runes surfacing across its surface.
"Slash!"
A simple, direct vertical chop. The instant the sword light met the handprint, time seemed to freeze. Then everyone saw that colossal handprint, said to be able to suppress a Heavenly Martial Realm expert, split cleanly into two from the middle!
The broken halves of the palm brushed past Gu Sheng’s sides and crashed into the ground, blasting out two bottomless craters.
When the dust dispersed, Gu Sheng’s figure standing with sword in hand plunged the entire arena into silence.
The ground beneath his feet was completely intact, as if some invisible barrier had blocked all impact.
"You... what kind of monster are you?"
Zhao Qianhuan’s voice began to tremble.
He knew better than anyone the power of that palm; even a mid-stage Heavenly Martial Realm expert would have been smashed into pulp.
Gu Sheng coughed up a mouthful of blood, yet his smile grew even more wild.
"You’re scared already? I only used thirty percent of my strength."
"Courting death!"
Zhao Qianhuan went completely berserk, actually biting through the tip of his tongue and spraying out Essence Blood. The blood
mist condensed in midair into nine blood-colored tiny swords, each one letting out a wail like a vengeful ghost."
"Ten Thousand Spirits Life-Reaping Sword! I’d like to see how you block this!"
The nine swords shot out together, swelling to a hundred zhang the instant they left his hand. Wherever the sword aura passed, black cracks appeared in space, and dozens of Disciples on the plaza who failed to dodge in time were directly sliced into chunks by the aftershocks.
Gu Sheng finally changed expression.
Six more light points lit up on his chest—Nine Great Cave Heavens fully opened! Surging True Qi roared through his meridians, fine cracks appearing across the surface of his skin.
"Beichen Immortal Slaying Sword!"
The True Qi erupting from the nine Grotto Heavens formed a sword wheel above his head, countless Qi Swords entwined with Divine Flame shooting skyward like a storm.
The two forces collided in midair, and the shockwave from the explosion shook even the Ten Thousand Spirits Sky Sealing Cover until cracks appeared.
Gu Sheng’s face rapidly turned ashen, blood constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth. But even more terrifying, Zhao Qianhuan, grinning savagely, condensed a second hundred-zhang blood sword.
"You little bastard, let’s see how you die this time!"
The instant the blood sword came cleaving down, a flash of silver suddenly flickered in Gu Sheng’s eyes.
An invisible spiritual ripple spread from the center of his brows, and Zhao Qianhuan’s movements suddenly froze, his gaze turning vacant.
The two blood swords, losing control, shattered in midair into a sky of blood rain.
"Now!"
Blood streamed from Gu Sheng’s seven orifices, yet he seized the gap created by the spiritual impact to dart forward like lightning. The Red Gold Long Sword thrust straight for Zhao Qianhuan’s throat, the Divine Flame on the sword edge scorching the air into distortion.
At that critical instant, clarity returned to Zhao Qianhuan’s eyes.
In his haste he could only condense a True Qi Sword to block, but then he saw a Nine Dragon Universe Cauldron phantom suddenly manifest behind Gu Sheng.
Golden light spewed from the cauldron’s mouth and poured into Gu Sheng’s body; his previously weakened aura abruptly soared tenfold!
"This is... no!!"
Zhao Qianhuan’s guard was like paper; the Red Gold Long Sword smashed through the True Qi Sword like rotten wood, its momentum undiminished as it swept across his neck.
Time seemed to freeze.
Gu Sheng’s figure appeared ten zhang behind Zhao Qianhuan, the Qi Sword in his hand dispersing.
He dropped to one knee, every pore on his body spraying blood, clearly pushed to his absolute limit.
Zhao Qianhuan still maintained his blocking posture when a blood line suddenly appeared on his neck.
Terror-stricken, he tried to reach for his throat, only to find his vision spinning wildly—at the instant his head parted from his body, the remaining Sword Qi shredded his torso into a mist of blood.
The entire place fell deathly silent.
An Earth Martial Realm counter-killing a Sect Realm, and crossing two major realms at that! This reality-defying scene left everyone forgetting to breathe.


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