Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

The vast, desolate land was utterly silent.

That enormous ravine, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles and seemingly bottomless, is like a scar that can never heal, branded onto the earth.

The lingering gray-white sword intent still silently testifies to the terror of that previous sword strike.

Countless primordial beings, whether Great Luo Golden Immortals or ordinary cultivators, stared blankly at the ravine, their hearts trembling, unable to calm down for a long time.

One sword, and a saint is slain!

What an astonishing and mind-blowing method this is!

Saints are immortal beings under the Dao of Heaven, the supreme rulers of the primordial world.

However, today, this age-old ironclad rule has been completely broken.

First came the Sage Zhunti, whose body and soul perished, his Sagehood crumbled, and he completely perished.

Later, the Sage of Guidance was forced to the point of almost spontaneously combusting his own essence. If the Dao Ancestor had not intervened, he would probably have followed in his footsteps.

All of this was caused by one person and one sword.

“Gu Changqing…”

The great being uttered the name with great difficulty, feeling as if the two words were as heavy as a thousand pounds, making it hard to breathe.

They couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying realm it must be to achieve such a level.

This cannot be explained by simple supernatural powers or magical artifacts.

This is a trampling and subversion of the most fundamental rules of heaven and earth!

……

at the same time.

Inside the Zixiao Palace.

The space distorted slightly, and a disheveled figure staggered into view.

It was Jieyin who was forcibly moved here by Hongjun using the power of the Heavenly Dao.

At this moment, he had lost all trace of his saintly dignity.

The saint's body was covered with hideous cracks, from which golden holy blood seeped continuously. His aura was extremely weak, as if he would collapse at any moment.

But his sorrowful face was filled with endless madness and rage.

"Ahhh, Master, why are you stopping me?!"

"I'm going to kill him! I'll make him pay for his crimes in blood!!"

Jieyin, acting as if possessed, addressed Hongjun at the head of the table, his saintly aura raging uncontrollably within the Zixiao Palace.

However, Hongjun, sitting upright on the cloud bed, did not react at all.

He simply watched Jieyin quietly, a complex emotion, difficult to describe, flashing deep within his ancient, unwavering eyes.

Lao Tzu and Yuanshi Tianzun stood with their heads bowed, not daring to speak.

They were equally stunned by that sword strike, and a tremendous wave of emotion surged within them.

As fellow saints, they knew better than anyone how impossible it was to kill a saint.

But Gu Changqing managed to do just that.

Moreover, it was done in such a domineering and unreasonable way.

A single sword strike, traversing endless time and space, descended directly.

Ignoring the laws of Heaven and all the defenses of the sages.

What exactly is this sword strike?

for a long time.

As the roar of the guide gradually subsided, leaving only heavy breathing, the guide's anger subsided considerably.

Then, Hongjun's indifferent and ruthless voice slowly rang out.

"Have you made enough of a scene?"

These three words, though few, contain the supreme majesty of the Heavenly Way.

The entire Zixiao Palace suddenly trembled.

The guide's frenzied body stiffened instantly, and the out-of-control pressure was calmed down in an instant.

He raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Hongjun, his resentment and hatred almost overflowing.

"Master! Junior Brother Zhunti is dead! He was killed by that Gu Changqing! This is an irreconcilable enmity!"

"Why did you save me? With all the saints of the Xuanmen gathered together, surely we can kill Gu Changqing?!"

The guide's voice was hoarse and full of accusations.

In his view, as long as Hongjun makes a move, with the combined power of the four saints, even if Gu Changqing is strong, he will surely die!

However, Hongjun merely glanced at him indifferently.

"Kill him?"

Hongjun's tone was unreadable, yet it made Jieyin's heart sink.

Do you know how his sword managed to reach you?

Jieyin was taken aback.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Laozi also pricked up their ears, as this was also a great question in their hearts.

Hongjun didn't keep them in suspense and continued.

"That sword strike disregarded time and space, disregarded the laws of nature, and appeared directly here."

This statement came out.

Lao Tzu and Yuanshi Tianzun's pupils suddenly contracted.

Ignoring the laws of Heaven?

how can that be!

In the primordial world, the Heavenly Dao is the supreme rule!

Even these Heavenly Saints merely follow the Heavenly Way and borrow its power, never placing themselves above it.

Gu Changqing, what gives you the right to disregard the will of Heaven?

Hongjun's voice continued.

“I moved you with the power of the Heavenly Dao, not to counter his sword strike.”

"Instead... he avoided that sword strike."

boom!

These words, like a thunderclap of chaos, resounded in the hearts of Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi.

avoid?

Instead of confrontation?

Dao Ancestor Hongjun, an existence whose body is one with the Heavenly Dao, actually chose to dodge Gu Changqing's sword strike?!

The meaning behind this sent chills down the spines of both saints.

Jieyin was completely stunned; the madness and anger on his face were replaced by an emotion called horror.

He finally realized that the seriousness of the situation far exceeded his imagination.

The three saints were extremely shocked, while Hongjun merely glanced at them indifferently.

Then, he continued speaking:

"That sword strike... seemed to unleash a terrifying power that did not belong to the primordial world."

"Therefore, Gu Changqing must have already touched upon a field that even we have never touched, and thus comprehended new methods."

"It was precisely that kind of method that was enough to kill a saint!"

Hongjun's voice was soft, yet it carried an unprecedented solemnity.

This idea stirred up a storm in his heart, making it impossible for him to calm down.

It is precisely because Hongjun is the spokesperson for the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, it is absolutely certain that Gu Changqing's ability to slay a saint has already exceeded the scope of the Heavenly Dao!

Upon hearing this, the entire Zixiao Palace fell into complete silence.

Laozi, Yuanshi, and Jieyin, the three sages, felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

They finally understood what Hongjun feared.

That's not a matter of strength or weakness, but a crushing defeat from a higher dimension.

Faced with that unknown power, even the Heavenly Dao seems not to be omnipotent.

The color drained from Jieyin's face, leaving it deathly pale.

He thought about his self-destruction and his madness, and now, looking back, he felt only utterly ridiculous and tragic.

It turns out that in the other party's eyes, I was nothing more than an ant that could be crushed at will.

If it weren't for the Dao Ancestor's intervention...

An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness came over me.

After a long while, it was Laozi who broke the silence first, bowing deeply to Hongjun.

"Teacher, what should we do?"

This question expressed the thoughts of everyone.

Faced with an existence that has transcended their comprehension, what should these so-called saints do?

Hongjun closed his eyes, as if he were deducing something.

The atmosphere in the entire Zixiao Palace was extremely oppressive.

a long time.

Hongjun slowly opened his eyes, but this time, his eyes were no longer calm and still, but flashed with a resolute look.

"From this day forward, I will once again go into seclusion!"

"I wish to borrow the power of the Heavenly Dao to uncover more secrets."

"I will not leave seclusion until I have figured out the methods Gu Changqing is using!"

Hongjun finished speaking.

Laozi, Yuanshi, Jieyin, and the silent Chaos Ancestor all had a solemn expression.

They could hear the firmness in Hongjun's words.

Or rather, it stemmed from a deep-seated fear of Gu Changqing!

Clearly, by this point, Hongjun had completely lost his composure!