Sign In Buddha's Palm Chapter 277

Chapter 277: Shattered.

Edited by: Mochiusagi

“Sword Ancestor!”

The Sect Master and the others finally relaxed. They moved towards the figure that had walked out of the Sword Peaks, bowed deeply, and loudly said: “Greetings, Sword Ancestor!”

Su Qin was so powerful that the situation in the past, where an Earth Immortal from the Witch Sect broke into the Myriad Sword Island 3,000 years ago, had almost happened again.

The panic in everyone's heart could be imagined.

But now that the Sword Ancestor had appeared. Whether it was the Sect Master or the Ancestors, they had found their backbone. The panic that they were feeling, had immediately calmed down.

“The Sword Ancestor?”

“Is that the Sword Ancestor?”

The Martial Artists in the White Jade Square shivered. They all looked in the direction of the nine Sword Peaks and saw a figure slowly walking out.

The sleeves of the Sword Ancestor's white robe fluttered, as he exuded an aura of an ethereal being.

“You can finally show yourself?”

Su Qin, on the other hand, didn't care about the Sword Ancestor's appearance. This was his goal after all. Instead he looked at the latter with interest, “Is this the Primordial Spirit?”

In the eyes of other people present, the Sword Ancestor was a thin old man in a large, white robe. However, Su Qin clearly perceived that the Sword Ancestor did not have the slightest bit of qi and blood that's brought with one's body. What was actually in front of everyone was just the strength of the Sword Ancestor's Primordial Spirit condensed to the extreme.

If even a strong enough Divine Sense could interfere with reality, even moreso a Primordial Spirit, which was countless times more concentrated than a Divine Sense.

“One's lifespan is limited and the body would eventually wither.” Sword Ancestor sighed, “Even an Earth Immortal would have a day where he'll grow old, not to mention me?”

When the Sword Ancestor said this, the conversation turned around. He gazed at Su Qin: “Judging from fellow Daoist's aura, you're just one step away from condensing a Primordial Spirit, right? I am confused as to why you had broken into the Myriad Sword Sect and killed my disciples?”

Every time the Sword Ancestor uttered a word, the strength of his Primordial Spirit would send waves.

Su Qin was just one step away from condensing his Primordial Spirit. Yet, instead of entering seclusion and taking that step, he had come to the Myriad Sword Sect?

“Some time ago, your Myriad Sword Sect took away a little girl named Li Wan. She is my junior and possesses the Sword Heart Body.”

Su Qin calmly looked straight at the Sword Ancestor and indifferently said.

“For a trifling junior, you didn't hesitate to offend the Myriad Sword Sect?”

Sword Ancestor's face was like that of hearing a huge joke.

Those who stand at the apex of the world, apart from their Cultivation Base and higher-level realm, had almost achieved supreme indifference. At this point, they didn't care about the life or death of a certain being.

For example, the Sword Ancestor. As long as the Myriad Sword Sect's inheritance continues, even if the common disciple suffers thousands of casualties, he wouldn't even flinch.

A Sword Heart Body was rare, but it's not impossible to find one in this vast world. Just that it would take some searching and time.

A Sword Heart Body was certainly beneficial in Cultivation, but it's only before the Legend Realm. Once one steps into the Legend Realm, the difference between having a Sword Heart Body and none was miniscule. Martial Artists who had managed to enter the Legend Realm were not necessarily amazing, but they were, at least, not mediocre.

So, for Su Qin to barge into the Myriad Sword Sect for a junior was simply unimaginable.

“I am different from you.”

Su Qin shook his head slightly and said softly.

Whether it was the Sword Ancestor in front of him or the other Ancestors, they had lived for hundreds of thousands of years. Even if there were some from the younger generations, just how many generations before were they from the present? In addition, they had been sleeping all year round. Naturally they would not express emotions.

“So, the few Peak Legends from the Sect that went to the battlefield were killed by you?”

The Sword Ancestor narrowed his eyes slightly.

“They were…”

Su Qin's voice was flat, before finally it revealed a trace of regret, “…too weak.”

“So courageous of you to say that!”

The Sword Ancestor's gaze quickly became cold, and he leered at Su Qin: “Fellow Daoist not only did you kill my Sect's Peak Legends, you also broke into the Myriad Sword Island. Do you think you can get away with this?”

After speaking, the Sword Ancestor stretched out his right hand and held his finger like a sword. He then slashed it down towards Su Qin.

[Tearing~]!

A horrifying Sword Light had appeared, as if a peerless divine sword had cut down from the Nine Heavens. The swords on all the disciples suddenly vibrated, as if feeling the arrival of their king. The Sword Light crossed a kilometer of distance in a flash, intending to cut Su Qin into two pieces.

Spirit Yuan Sword Intent.

This was one of the Myriad Sword Sect's top ten sword intents.

When Su Qin killed the Ancestors, one of them had also used the Spirit Yuan Sword Intent. However, compared to the one conjured by the Sword Ancestor, the former felt like a gentle breeze.

The Sword Ancestor's body was made of Primordial Spirit at this moment. He was without a physical body nor True Essence. But the Sword Light could easily break through a domain and chop the body of a Peak Legend.

“You haven't even formed your Primordial Spirit yet, but you dare break into the Myriad Sword Sect? Today, I will let you know the true power of a Primordial Spirit!”

The Sword Ancestor surged with the strength of his Primordial Spirit, as he coldly looked at Su Qin.

“Too weak.”

Su Qin's expression remained unchanged, remaining still like a pole.

[Hong long long~]

The next moment, it seemed as though there was a storm inside Su Qin's body. A terrifying power of qi and blood then rose into the sky, which quickly moved towards the Sword Ancestor.

“This is?”

The Sword Ancestor's complexion suddenly froze. He only felt that the strength of his Primordial Spirit had begun to slowly melt.

“Impossible!”

“How can you possess such a powerful body?!”

The Sword Ancestor's face was filled with shock and disbelief.

[Bang~]!

The Spirit Yuan Sword Intent conjured by the Sword Ancestor, under the constant impact of Su Qin's qi and blood, suddenly began to disintegrate, turning into nothingness.

Su Qin had actually blocked the Sword Intent from the Sword Ancestor only by relying only on his qi and blood!

This was the horror of a Dharma Body. Not to mention that Su Qin's current body was only a Quasi-Dharma Body.

Going by this, if Su Qin's body goes one step further and completely becomes a Dharma Body, perhaps his body alone was enough to overwhelm all Martial Artists under the Earth Immortal Realm.

For a simple Primordial Spirit body, such as the Sword Ancestor's, against a physical body, the latter only needs to exert its qi and blood.

After a Peak Legend forms a Primordial Spirit, he could indeed get rid of the restriction of his body. Even if he abandoned his body, he could maintain most of his combat power. But not having a physical body had a great amount of hidden dangers, like most things.

This was also the reason why the Sword Ancestor had prepared to possess a Sword Heart Body.

Only with a corresponding body, could the Sword Ancestor exert his peak power.

Unfortunately, Su Qin had barged in before the Sword Ancestor could start body possession. Faced with this situation, the Sword Ancestor had to stop Su Qin now.

Otherwise, the entire Myriad Sword Island might be overturned by Su Qin.

“Good!”

The Sword Ancestor looked cold. His eyes were even more solemn than ever, after knowing Su Qin's strength was not below his, “Although you have not formed your Primordial Spirit yet, your body is almost beyond the Legend Realm. I now know why all those Peak Legends perished.”

The Sword Ancestor muttered with a solemn tone.

With the majestic qi and blood that Su Qin revealed at this moment, even if he just stood there, he would be able to suppress a Peak Legend. Your average Peak Legend wouldn't be able to resist.

“But if you only rely on your body, you can't defeat me!”

The Sword Ancestor said solemnly.

“Noisy.”

Su Qin was too lazy to talk to the Sword Ancestor. Instead, he said softly: “[Summoning Rain]!”

In an instant, crystal clear and near-transparent raindrops began to shower down the sky.

These raindrops were like blood, red and full of murderous intention.

“Not good!”

The Sword Ancestor's complexion greatly changed. He could feel what kind of power was contained in the raindrops. If these raindrops were allowed to fall, Martial Artists under the 6th Heavenly Layer would die!

“Block it!”

The Sword Ancestor gave a violent roar.

The strength of his Primordial Spirit burst out, forming a barrier the size of several li, blocking the raindrops.

[Bang~]!

Countless raindrops fell and collided with the barrier. Finally, the raindrops were barely blocked by the Sword Ancestor, regardless of the loss of the strength of his Primordial Spirit.

Seeing this, Su Qin simply said three words:

“There's fire coming.”

The temperature in all directions increased rapidly, and nine huge round fireballs ignited. In a blink of an eye, their sizes surged to several tens of zhang. They were now like nine suns, overlooking the entire Myriad Sword Island.

The [Nine Yang Divine Art]

This Fire Element Divine Art exuded a power that could burn the mountains and boil the sea.

[Weng~]!!!

As soon as the nine suns took shape, they moved towards the Sword Ancestor. The heat was so terrifying, it began to twist the air.

“You–?!”

The Sword Ancestor's face turned ugly, but before he finished speaking, he saw Su Qin clenching his right fist and slowly moving it towards him.

“Thunder come!”

In an instant, the sky was covered with clouds. Horrifying thunderbolts flashed across one after the other.

Under the shocked gaze of the Sword Ancestor, Su Qin came to the former almost instantly, sending a punch as a meeting gift.

[Crack~]

The Sword Ancestor's Primordial Spirit Body shook. Cracks began appearing one after another, which then began to spread rapidly. The Sword Ancestor's right arm suddenly shattered, turning into powder. Then his left arm was next, followed by his right leg, left leg, head. This continued until his whole body shattered, as the terrifying power of thunder enveloped his being.

Everyone present was silent. They just stood in place blankly. They couldn't believe the things they saw.

The Sword Ancestor; the strongest powerhouse in the Myriad Sword Sect, and having condensed a Primordial Spirit, died just like that?

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