The Sixth Elder, already a formidable Divine Profound expert, was fully braced for Jun Mo Wu's subsequent attack, having made every conceivable preparation!
He was not alone in thinking this way.
For at this moment, attacking the Sixth Elder was indeed the best possible choice for Jun Mo Xie! At the very least, he could retreat unharmed! The Eighth and Ninth Elders stood watching from a distance, their hands resting on their sword hilts, equally ready to intercept at any moment!
Having witnessed the unfathomable and extraordinary footwork of Jun Mo Xie, everyone present was deeply struck with awe and caution—even the Divine Profound powerhouses were no exception! Even Ying Bo Kong, renowned for his movement techniques, admitted to himself that facing that set of steps and swordplay by Jun Mo Wu, he might not necessarily emerge victorious!
In this instant, this novice, who should have seemed quite insignificant in the eyes of the Divine Profound experts—a mere initial stage Heavenly Profound—was suddenly taken with the utmost seriousness by every powerhouse present, elevated to the status of an equal master!
Must be guarded against!
And guarded against with the utmost, painstaking vigilance!
But precisely at that moment, as everyone’s eyes clearly saw Jun Mo Xie’s figure tightly trailing right behind Xiao Feng Wu, his longsword still flashing with chilling menace—
Another Jun Mo Wu materialized abruptly behind the Eighth and Ninth Elders! A calm yet cruel smile played on his lips as the cold light flashed!
The Divine Sword! Yan Huang Zhi Ru!
A silent, glittering streak of sword light suddenly and unexpectedly sliced across the legs of the Eighth and Ninth Elders! It was like a lightning bolt that shook heaven and earth—a flash and it was gone!
The brilliance of that single sword-stroke was so dazzling that everyone who witnessed it felt the involuntary urge to close their eyes, as if facing an irresistible, blinding light.
Yet, it left a radiant glow etched across the heavens and the earth! The lightning was long vanished, but in the minds of those forced to close their eyes by its glare, the peerless sharpness of that lightning-sword flash lingered long after.
Then Jun Mo Xie stood tall, his body like a crane soaring into the nine heavens, a dragon soaring without limit! He vanished in a flash, leaving no one certain where he had gone next!
The Eighth and Ninth Elders felt a sudden chill deep in their hearts, sensing indistinctly that something terrible had just occurred—
On the other side, the young woman in white also raised her head slightly in puzzled contemplation. Given her cultivation, she hadn't perceived a single thing about where Jun Mo Xie had gone after unleashing that sword strike! He seemed to have suddenly vanished from the world...
Without a trace, not even his spiritual consciousness registered!
What was happening! He had used that profoundly esoteric movement technique once again, and she still couldn't grasp even a shred of information about it!
This hardly seemed like a technique of the mortal realm anymore; it felt like an immortal art, a divine spell?!
The Sixth Elder, still clutching Xiao Feng Wu with one hand, suddenly froze. After a long pause, he stammered out, “Eighth Brother, Ninth Brother… are you two alright?” He had seen with extreme clarity that Jun Mo Xie’s sword light had passed right by their lower halves; why were the two principals reacting as if nothing had happened?
What was going on?
The Sixth Elder absolutely refused to believe that Jun Mo Xie had pulled such a stunt merely for show. He must have had a purpose! But why did the Eighth and Ninth look completely fine, showing no abnormality?
The Eighth and Ninth Elders exchanged bewildered glances. Although both had reached the Divine Profound level, their inherent strength was a tier below the Sixth Elder. Thus, the Sixth Elder had already recovered somewhat and could potentially act, while the other two were still weakened.
Checking each other over and confirming there were no visible issues, they then laughed heartily, “Of course, we’re fine! Relying on that little bastard Jun Mo Wu, a mere junior in the Heavenly Profound realm, with his petty tricks and bluster—what could possibly happen to us...”
But before they could finish that sentence, their faces suddenly turned deathly pale!
A section of flowing white robe gently slid from their thighs, exposing two long legs standing bare in the wind. The cold wind swept over them, bringing a piercing chill!
The upper part of the robe and this lower section were clearly one piece—why had it fallen off? Could it... have been cut through?
Just as they thought this, a tearing, heart-wrenching pain erupted from their legs! They exchanged terrified glances and simultaneously tried to shift their weight, attempting to take a step in disbelief.
As soon as they moved, they suddenly collapsed like a golden mountain falling or a jade pillar toppling! Half their bodies crashed down! Blood sprayed out violently, like four crimson pillars of gore!
Their agonizing screams tore through the night sky, truly audible for miles around!
Where the two had been standing, four smooth legs—from calf to thigh—stood rigidly upright, unwavering like unmoving peaks, with blood bubbling and gurgling from the severed tops—
Jun Mo Wu’s single flash of the sword had managed to sever the four legs of both men! Due to the speed being indescribably fast, and the edge of the Yan Huang Zhi Ru being sharpened to an unprecedented degree in history, the two men, though severed, had not noticed for such a long duration. Perhaps they had noticed, but neither dared to believe the reality of the situation!
The surroundings fell back into a dead silence!
No one could have possibly imagined, That someone’s speed could reach such a degree! That a sword could possess such a terrifying sharpness!
The young woman in white nearby sighed softly, her voice too low for anyone to hear! She had clearly seen Jun Mo Xie's strike. This sword attack contained no complex trickery, not even much technique.
The only requirement was: To be fast.
Faster, even faster, pushing speed to its absolute extreme! Light body skill and the sword's velocity merged perfectly, elevating speed to its zenith, and then the strike was delivered! All things in the world are unstoppable when speed reaches its limit; everything becomes nothing more than dust and ruin!
Jun Mo Xie, a novice cultivator who had only entered the initial stage of Heavenly Profound a couple of days prior, had, before the eyes of all witnesses, brutally crippled two Divine Profound experts! Although these two Divine Profound experts had already expended much of their strength due to the sudden turn of events—their profound arts and spirit depleted by immense pressure! They might have only retained one or one-and-a-half tenths of their full power...
But... they were still Divine Profound experts!
Jun Mo Xie had managed to strike them while they remained unaware, even when severely injured! Those two legs had clearly been severed, yet they had remained attached to the bodies for a period without a single drop of blood spilling!
The speed of his movement, the speed of his sword strike, and the sharpness of the blade had all reached a terrifying degree!
“Eighth Brother! Ninth Brother!” The Sixth Elder roared! In his extreme grief, rage, and despair, blood suddenly spurted from his eyes. With a ferocious cry, Xiao Feng Wu slipped from his hand and dropped to the ground. The Sixth Elder stood stunned, trembling violently.
The lineup dispatched by Silver City for this expedition was unprecedentedly powerful: Xiao Bu Yu, the leader, known as the first under the Supreme and master of the Yun Xing Bu Yu technique, who had reached the Fourth Grade Divine Profound realm, personally commanded the army. The Xiao family elders dispatched four in total, joined by two from the Han family—a total of six Divine Profound masters acting in concert. Added to this were the Seven Great Swords of Silver City, seven famous blades whose combined strength could rival a Supreme, plus the two Heavenly Profound juniors, Xiao Han and Mu Xue Tong—
Such might, wherever they went, was guaranteed to cause a sensation! Which power would dare look them in the eye?
Yet, such overwhelming strength had suffered repeated, inexplicable setbacks, culminating in a devastating blow right before their departure! The forces belonging to the Xiao family were completely annihilated!
And the entire cause stemmed from the insignificant little matter of Xiao Han wanting to challenge Jun Wu Yi... Before this, they believed that although the Jun family had Ying Bo Kong, whose strength should not be underestimated, their side—six Divine Profound masters plus the Seven Swords—was vastly superior to Ying Bo Kong’s power!
Even if Jun Wu Yi resorted to a desperate human-wave tactic, with their current strength, they could simply leave whenever they wished! How could a group of common soldiers compare to the speed of a Divine Profound expert?
But they never imagined that after the first clash, Xiao Han and his nephew were both crippled, Xiao Bu Yu committed self-detonation in shame, and Jun Mo Xie exposed the most despicable and shameless side of the Xiao family!
Their reputation was utterly ruined!
Now, only the Sixth Elder remained! Truly surrounded by enemies on all sides.
It was no longer just the Jun family against him; his original allies were now also arrayed against him! Such hatred...
Why did such a mysterious and powerful figure appear at this critical juncture, neutralizing the five of them completely! If that hadn't happened, how could the five Divine Profound Elders and Xiao Bu Yu possibly stand against the current strength of the Jun family?
The Sixth Elder looked around mournfully at the countless hungry eyes, let out a long sigh, suddenly thrust his longsword forward, and plunged it into Xiao Feng Wu's throat!
He would rather all of them perish here than endure such boundless humiliation! There was absolutely no hope left today; clinging on would only lead to greater tragedy! He certainly had no chance of escape! His two brothers had their legs completely severed, leaving them utterly useless!
The only thing he could do was end their suffering quickly and then take his own life, allowing them all to—
“Ancestor... your unworthy child... is useless...” The Sixth Elder tilted his face towards the sky and broke down sobbing.
Through streaming tears, his longsword gathered its light as he brought it down towards the Eighth and Ninth Elders on the ground!
But his mind was in such turmoil that he failed to notice Jun Mo Xie appearing right behind him!
Pfft! A glittering sword tip appeared momentarily on the Sixth Elder's chest and then vanished. A spurt of blood followed. This single strike instantly destroyed all his physical functions! The Sixth Elder's eyes bulged open, his body frozen; the sword light he had projected scattered halfway through its arc. His longsword clattered to the ground with a clang. His body swayed twice, the divine light in his eyes completely dissipating, and he tumbled down, convulsing briefly before falling utterly silent...
“Qiang!” The Divine Sword slid back into its sheath with a satisfied, clear chime, as if thoroughly sated and content with its very first battle on the mortal plane!
The blood of four Divine Profound experts and one Heavenly Profound! The blood of five despicable villains—this was the sacrifice for the debut battle of the Divine Sword, Yan Huang Zhi Ru! This result was astonishing, unbelievable; even having witnessed it firsthand, it was hard to accept!
Jun Mo Xie stood quietly, looking at the two Silver City Elders and the Seven Great Swordsmen opposite him. His expression was blank as he said slowly, “What happened today was a private feud between the Xiao and Jun families. Now that the grievances here have been settled, does anyone else have anything to say?”
【Ti: Dear readers, the current chapter has reached the final page of this book】