Chapter 942 - One Strike of a Golden Immortal

Chapter 942: One Strike of a Golden Immortal
The matter right then could only be considered as a karmic loop. Jue Qingzi couldn’t blame Leng Yan for calling him to explore the god ruins; after all, he had been acting as a lackey for Leng Yan from the beginning.
If he wanted to blame someone, then he could only blame himself for insisting on being a kind person and allowing himself to be exploited by Leng Yan on the pretext of providing more slots.
Yan Wanqiu had berated him many times regarding it, but he had only listened to it silently without changing his attitude. Only when it was too late did he discover that it was a faulty attitude. If he had changed earlier, he might not have had to fall. Right then though, after burning his yuanying to increase his strength, there was no path of retreat left for him.
His greatest desire at that moment was only for Yan Wanqiu and the twins to return safely to Profound Sword Pavilion.
The most important thing for Jue Qingzi was to carefully sense his power after becoming an immortal. While holding the iron sword in his hand like an old man, he did a series of sword moves, and waves of sword energy flew toward the three true immortals.
The disciples of Yin Manor, who had arrived just recently, looked at Jue Qingzi whose cultivation had reached late stage true immortal realm with shocked expressions, which were concealed in the black fog.


The three immortals, in the meantime, cursed inwardly, and their hands turned into a blur. They used immortal techniques to quickly form barriers in front of them which were three foot thick.
But even after using many immortal techniques, the three didn’t feel that they could stop Jue Qingzi’s attack. The embroidered clothes they were wearing flickered at that moment, and golden threads rose from them. They created a landscape painting all around them, which showed a beautiful spring day.
After creating two layers of defense, the three true immortals finally felt a sense of security.
They had needed to join hands to deal with the sword strike sent by Jue Qingzi when he was an initial stage true immortal, so right then, when he was at the late stage of true immortal realm, they did not dare to take him lightly. Even if he was a fake immortal who hadn’t transcended tribulation and was unable to display the laws of grand daos.
By relying on the sword in his hand, he could destroy all creatures with viciousness.
When Yin Manor’s disciples saw that when Jue Qingzi unleashed the sword move, the energy of heaven and earth from the surroundings was attracted to him, they began to panic. After giving it a quick thought, the three of them retreated quickly, not daring to come in contact with even one sword.
Jue Qingzi was still unleashing the sword moves in midair, again and again. His movements were very slow, and he didn’t show even the smallest amount of immortal energy. The moment either of the three true immortals attacked, he would be unable to fight back.
But no one dared to step forward. It was because after Jue Qingzi unleashed the sword moves, the surroundings began to change.
A draft blew from the mountains, and countless strings of mist drifted through the sky. The spiritual influence of heaven and earth began to stir restlessly as countless formless swords floated in the air.
If the three true immortals went forward, there was a high chance that all the abnormal things they were seeing would attack them. Under this type of threat, who would dare to step forward?


Jue Qingzi’s presence continued to rise slowly, and he soon reached the golden immortal realm. The yuanying in his body turned transparent, flickering between existence and non-existence.
After unleashing the final move, Jue Qingzi pointed the iron sword forward. It turned to dust in midair, and the sword energy in the surroundings rushed toward the three immortals.
A large wave appeared in the previously calm sky which was flickering with golden light. It seemed weak initially, but slowly became more powerful. It grew until it became extremely dazzling and enveloped all creatures.
The three true immortals had noticed that Jue Qingzi’s cultivation had risen to golden immortal realm when he unleashed his last strike. Their hearts turned cold then, and they only thought of retreating without coming in contact with the golden light.
In Jue Qingzi’s eyes, only the cracks created by the dazzling light remained as he smiled. He hadn’t expected that after his cultivation advanced to golden immortal realm, he could unleash such an astonishing strike.
After it, the three golden immortals wpi;d definitely di. There was no doubt about it.
The only pity was that the three disciples of Yin Manor wouldn’t be killed. Jue Qingzi thought about it as he sighed.
His body seemed to have lost all energy, and he fell from the sky. While descending, his gaze lost all vigor, and the yuanying in his body completely dissipated.
Burning the soul and battling had consumed his lifetime’s cultivation and vitality.
After the golden light dissipated, a vacuum appeared in the sky. There were no clouds there, and spatial cracks appeared from time to time.


Not far away, three figures were standing at the edge of the vacuum and looking at the cracks in the sky. The space of the small world was more stable compared to the real world, so it was impossible to create any cracks in the air for anyone who was not a golden immortal.
The sword cultivator of Profound Sword Pavilion had burned his soul to raise his cultivation and unleashed an astonishing strike at the golden immortal stage. Even after his death, the space could not stabilize, and spatial cracks appeared constantly. The three immortals of the Alliance had most likely died after taking the strike that caused all that.
The disciples of Yin Manor glanced at each other. The sword cultivator of Profound Sword Pavilion had staked his life to avoid being captured, so it could only be assumed that he had obtained something from the god ruins. Now that he had died though, only the three golden core stage sword cultivators remained. The disciples of Yin Manor had to capture them and deliver them to yin son of heaven.

Let’s go and check whether that damned sword cultivator got something from the god ruins.


If he hasn’t, we need to catch those three disciples of Profound Sword Pavilion. They are only at the golden core stage, so they wouldn’t have run far.

While speaking, the three turned into balls of black fog and rushed toward Jue Qingzi’s body, which had fallen into the jungle. They descended to the ground while revealing themselves and saw Jue Qingzi lying on the ground, but next to him, there was… a youth.
The disciple of Yin Manor in the lead looked at the youth standing beside Jue Qingzi, but couldn’t sense any hint of cultivation from him, so he coldly said,
Who are you? This is Yin Manor’s matter so step aside!

The moment he said that, a red ghost flew out of the yin domain of the disciple standing left of him and rushed toward the youth.
When the ghost flew over, Li Yunmu, who was observing Jue Qingzi, raised his head with a slight frown on his face. The red ghost shrieked, then turned into threads of cyan smoke and dissipated.

Okay! You still want to resist? Which small faction of the Alliance do you belong to that you dared to kill my ghost? You seem to be tired of living!



The Yin Manor’s disciple, who had sent the ghost, became extremely cold when it was extinguished.
The ghost only had the cultivation of golden core stage, so it was completely ordinary that the youth in front of him had wiped it out. After all, all those who could come to the small world were seeking godhood to become immortals, so the weakest among them were initial stage tribulation passing experts. Very few people with cultivation below that come to the small world.
However, if the youth had been a great faction’s disciple hiding his identity, then the disciples of Yin Manor, who had spent many years in the night pearl small world, would have known him. They were only unfamiliar with the disciples of small factions.
When there was no response from the youth, the three disciples of Yin Manor coldly snorted and commanded a tribulation passing ghost from their yin domain to attack.