frightfiction Chapter 2378
Chapter 2378
"break!"
Chen Xuan maintained the sword finger seal with his left hand, and the Lotus Sword Realm still suppressed the blue and white lotuses, while his right hand drew a sword arc in the process - before the sword force moved, space and time were in chaos, and the ultimate sword energy that merged with the sword path of time quietly burst forth.
The crowd only caught a glimpse of a black-clad figure flashing by. The next moment, three heads shot into the air, spraying blood like a rosy cloud, before crashing heavily to the ground with a dull thud.
Chen Xuan, with his back to the three in the void, still held the sword-finger gesture with both hands. A few drops of golden divine blood from the ancient divine bird were still on the tip of his left finger. They dripped down with the wind and hit the ground, burning small pits into the hard arena stone.
Because the battlefield was shrouded by an isolation array, the full power of Chen Xuan's Time Dao was limited in range and lasted only an instant before being completely withdrawn. Therefore, this scene appeared extremely strange to the many powerful figures in the spectator stands.
It was as if the three white cranes had given up their resistance, allowing Chen Xuan to sever their heads with his sword. The blue and white lotuses did not even need to activate their lotus sea defenses before surrendering.
Bang bang bang —
Three heads fell to the ground one after another, and three headless corpses fell limply, their blood staining the arena red.
Fortunately, all three were at the Heavenly God Realm, with stable souls, so even if their bodies and heads were separated, they could be reborn very quickly.
In an instant, heads re-formed on the three corpses. The white crane and the blue and white lotuses landed slowly, looked at each other, and all six pairs of eyes were wide open, their pupils filled with unbelievable fear and confusion.
"We... were we just wiped out in one move?" Bai He raised his hand to touch his neck, the chill of death still lingering on his fingertips. His voice trembled, as if he was confirming that what had just happened was not an illusion, rather than asking his junior sister.
"In that instant... space and time were distorted, and I didn't even have time to raise my hand to defend myself." Qinglian's face was devoid of any arrogance, only the palpitation of that absolute powerlessness remained, and her voice was dry.
"Senior brother, sister... will Master skin us alive when we get back? This is... too shameful!" Bai Lian's face was as pale as paper, and her body trembled slightly, clearly still unable to shake off the suffocating feeling of being on the verge of death.
Three breaths, five breaths, ten breaths... until after one hundred thousand breaths, the place inside and outside the venue completely erupted in chaos.
Although no one fully understood Chen Xuan's Time Sword Dao, they all understood one fact—Chen Xuan won, won decisively and without any suspense, and even ended the battle with just one move without using up the three-move agreement.
If it weren't for the fact that Baihe and the other two were representing the Mingyue Supreme Dojo, and that everyone knew that Daojun Liuyue was most likely watching the battle from the shadows, people would probably have already roared and questioned the inside story.
However, the majesty of the Four-Step Dao Lord was as imposing as Mount Tai. Even with a heart full of doubts, no one dared to provoke him. In this era where Immortal Emperors and Sovereigns were hidden, the Four-Step Dao Lord was the controller of the survival of the realm. With a single thought, he could slaughter millions of cultivators, and no one dared to provoke him.
Dao Yi looked up at Chen Xuan's black-clad, white-haired figure standing against the wind, his eyes filled with complex emotions. He sighed softly, "During the last Dao Debate at the Purple Mansion, I concealed my strength in every way, thinking that I was about the same level as him. But I never expected... that we were worlds apart."
"My God! What three moves? This was clearly only one move! One move and he swept away three people!" Chenxi, Huangquan, Fengyao and the others were so shocked that their mouths were wide open, their faces full of astonishment.
If they hadn't personally experienced the terrifying combat power of the three white cranes, they would almost have the illusion that "they could do it themselves."
Xia Jiuyou stared at Chen Xuan's figure, her almond-shaped lips slightly parted, her eyes filled with amazement: "Chen Xuan, just how strong have you become now?"
Chi Mang trembled all over, staring at the figure in the center of the arena, his heart filled with lingering fear:
"No... He used his natal divine sword when he fought me, but against these three disciples personally taught by Dao Lords, he only made a sword finger gesture and was still able to take their heads in one move?"
He turned to look at Mengdie and the Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Realm beside him. Everyone was stunned, and then a strong sense of lingering fear welled up inside them. Back then, chasing Chen Xuan and his group in the Devouring Demon Star Void seemed like courting death.
Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!
Baihe, Qinglian, and Bailian knelt down on one knee one after another, their proud heads bowed completely, their palms stinging from the force of the knees, their voices filled with heartfelt reverence: "We, your junior disciples, pay our respects to Uncle-Master Chen Xuan!"
Previously, when facing Dao Yi, Lu Xueqi and others, although they addressed them as "Shishu" out of respect for their seniority, they still held them in contempt in their hearts and were only outwardly respectful.
Faced with Chen Xuan's overwhelming power, all arrogance was crushed. This submission stemmed from the deepest reverence in their souls and was the most direct manifestation of the "might makes right" principle in the cultivation world.
Inside the private room on the ninth floor of Lou Wai Lou, the moment the dust settled, both the Seven Peaks Immortal King and the Dark Night God King froze in shock, looking at June, whose expression had shifted slightly, their voices filled with disbelief:
"June! Did this kid really kill three of your personal disciples in one move? Did you secretly send a telepathic message to tell them to hold back?"
"They must have held back! Otherwise, how could a Celestial Immortal or Celestial God Realm cultivator kill Bai He and the other two in one move?"
Faced with her friend's doubts, June suppressed the shock surging in her heart, quickly regained her composure, and said with a faint smile, "Can't you see the key to it?"
He paused, then explained, "Chen Xuan unleashed a power far exceeding that of a Celestial Immortal or True Immortal in a short, instantaneous burst within a small area, combined with his sharp and restrained swordsmanship, catching Bai He and the other two completely off guard. Their defeat was not unjust."
"You're keeping me in suspense again! Explain yourself!" Qi Feng persisted, pressing for an answer. "I think you're deliberately letting him win, otherwise, how could something so outrageous happen?"
Upon hearing this, June chuckled lightly, turned her gaze toward the arena of life and death, and with a slight movement, transformed into a streak of light, broke through the walls of the private room, and flew toward the arena.
"June! You're going to be there in person?" The Dark Night God King exclaimed, exchanged a glance with Qi Feng, and quickly got up to follow.