The Prodigies War

Chapter 1813: Battle of Supreme Saint-Kings

One palm strike killed a Saint-King!

The group of Saint-Kings all paled with horror.

The short and fat old man in yellow robe was a perfect Saint-King from the Baikong Great World. His status and strength were both at the top among those of the same cultivation stage.

Despite that, he was killed in the blink of an eye!

On the other hand, from the beginning to end, Lin Xun was calm and composed, and even when he made the killing strike, there were no showy moves or sparks.

“How is that possible?” someone cried out.

“When I was a Big Saint, I could already take the lives of Saint-Kings, who are an entire cultivation level higher than me. Now, I am at the same cultivation stage as you all, so how would it be impossible?” Lin Xun uttered nonchalantly.

He stood in midair with an ordinary and delicate aura around him.

“So arrogant!”

Boom!

Spear shadows overlapped one another and transformed into a Great Dao Field. It spread out to envelop the sky and inside, lightning crackled and thunder boomed, black fog rolled in and thousands of fiends charged forth with terrifying roars.

Great Dao Field—Three Thousand Fiends!

Lin Xun’s dark eyes remained indifferent, without a ripple of emotion. With a flick of his finger, a ray of sword qi shot out and streaked across three thousand feet, swift and domineering.

Chi!

The Great Dao Field that was interwoven with law power was torn by the sword qi like a piece of cloth. Sword qi swept the area, severing the fiends wherever it passed.

The space also split under the sword. The heavens rumbled and the earth quaked, only the sword qi remained as vast as the sun!

Pu!

The skinny black-robed man coughed up blood and staggered back. The sword qi had dealt terrifying damage to his chest, almost splitting it open. The wound was so deep that his bones peeked out.

Si!

The green-robed elder Li Po and others all turned ashen-faced. Even Feng Ruxue and other supreme Saint-Kings scrunched their brows solemnly.

The black-robed man was as strong as any of the other Saint-Kings present, but Lin Xun’s sword strike not only destroyed his Great Dao Field, but also gravely injured him and allowed him no chance to fight back.

“How is he so strong?” Astonished, some important figures hesitated.

Before they came here, they regarded Lin Xun as a junior, but now, they were equals, and in terms of strength, he even had the upper hand over them.

“He has stepped into the Supreme Saint-King Stage.” Feng Ruxue spoke.

His voice echoed like a gust of cold wind.

His white robe fluttered while a dull, ancient sword hovered in front of him. His body suddenly erupted with a blast of frightening sword intent, stirring the winds and clouds in all directions.

His words sent everyone trembling.

If the word ‘supreme’ came in front of Saint-King, its meaning was entirely different.

No one imagined that a young man like Lin Xun would have already achieved such extraordinary success on the path of the great dao.

Boom!

While everyone stood transfixed in stupefaction. Lin Xun struck once again.

He threw a light punch, a simple and direct motion, but the power it contained was as if he launched an ancient sacred mountain. The endless void collapsed before the punch, and a perfectly straight tunnel of light smashed the void above.

It pointed directly at an old man in a gray robe.

At that moment, the fist was like a sacred mountain, roaring like thunder, and with unmatched force!

“Hmph!”

The gray-robed old man snorted coldly, and his body suddenly transformed into a thousand-foot-tall ape. The fur around his body glowed a dark green hue, and his qi surged like smoke signals, spreading in all directions to form a Great Dao Field.

He was a Saint-King of physical cultivation!

Moreover, the condensed Great Dao Field was like a blood-red purgatory, made out of surging law power. It cast all sorts of sinister and unsettling scenes such as mountains of bones and seas of blood.

Faintly, tragic cries of ghosts and demons echoed.

This was clearly a Great Dao Field that had reached an extremely advanced and profound level, almost like a real world.

The dark green giant ape transformed by the gray-robed old man sat atop the bone mountain and controlled the sea of blood like the ruler of the world!

Boom!

Lin Xun’s fist power was very quickly crushed and obliterated by the fiends and other powers of the Great Dao Field, causing deafening rumbles and showers of light.

“What supreme Saint-King? You have just stepped into this cultivation stage, which means your cultivation is still unstable, what is there to be afraid of?” The giant ape smiled coldly. As he strode forward on the sea of ​​bones and blood, qi surged around him and his power soared.

“Is that right?” Lin Xun’s dark eyes were deep and unfathomable. He threw another punch.

It was the same simple and direct punch, but compared to the previous, it carried with it a ferocious force that drew upon the wonders and secrets of the great dao.

It was just a punch, but it felt as if it was connected to all the great daos of the world!

“What powerful aura!”

The dark green giant ape narrowed his eyes, and with a mighty roar, he swung up a bone club and charged forward. As he moved, the blood-red purgatory also shifted and the black fog rolled.

Boom!

When the two collided, heaven and earth quaked, and the sun and moon lost their brilliance.

Amid the dense smoke and dust, a giant dark green ape of at least one thousand feet tall was frozen in midair with a look of disbelief on his face.

His voice was hoarse and full of bewilderment. “How...how can he be this strong...”

Before he could finish, his thousand-foot-tall body exploded.

Lin Xun’s punch not only destroyed his Great Dao Field, but also crushed his real body. The fist power, like a raging thunderstorm, smashed his spirit, organs, bones, flesh, blood, skin...everything, reducing them into a rain of blood.

In the end, even the blood sputtering everywhere was wiped out by the power of the fist, as if it had all evaporated into nothing.

A physical cultivation Saint-King could be reborn with just one drop of blood, but it seemed that the gray-robed old man had no hope of being resurrected.

Another Saint-King was killed with one punch!

The entire audience was stunned.

Only a short period had passed, but the short and fat old man in yellow robe was killed with one palm strike, then the black-robed man was gravely injured by a sword, and now, a physical cultivation Saint-King was obliterated by a single punch!

A palm, a sword, a fist, every exchange ended in the blink of an eye like a hot knife running through butter!

Meanwhile, Lin Xun was standing tall in midair, unscathed. His sleeves fluttered in the wind, and his clothes were spotless like an immortal from the legends.

“Anyone else want to die?” Lin Xun asked calmly as he scanned the room.

The expressions on the important figures’ faces were morphing indefinitely.

As for Chi Lingzi, Shui Biyun, and the other youngsters, they were already petrified. Compared to a few days ago, Lin Xun had become so powerful that they could not even imagine it!

“I’ll do it!” Feng Ruxue leisurely strode forward with an indifferent face.

Everyone’s spirits were lifted.

Feng Ruxue was a well-deserved supreme Saint-King and a sword master with unrivaled powers. If he took action, he could definitely decide the outcome!

It should be mentioned that although they had come together and had joined forces, they came from different worlds, belonged to different sects and clans, and had different thoughts.

Just like what happened just now, when Lin Xun took action and killed two big shots, they were only shocked and amazed by Lin Xun’s strength and showed no intention of doing anything.

“Clang!”

A sword chanted.

The dull ancient sword buzzed in front of Feng Ruxue, as if vocalizing its thirst for blood. The aura around Feng Ruxue also changed at that moment.

His perfectly white clothes were like that of an immortal and the sword intent was as powerful as a god!

Even if he was just standing there, the other big shots felt terrifying power bearing down on them almost to the point of suffocating.

The clouds in the sky collapsed, and the air whimpered, as if bowing down to him!

Lin Xun’s black eyes lit up, and his voice became more enthusiastic. “Finally, an opponent worthy of a duel. I hope he won’t disappoint me.”

That one sentence made everyone redden with anger. That guy is really arrogant. Who is Feng Ruxue? He only thinks of him as a worthy opponent.

Then what about us? Are we not worthy?

“Disappoint you? No, you must die.”

Feng Ruxuewas as calm as still water, his white hair fluttering in the wind, and his aura grew more and more powerful. He was like a divine sword hanging from the sky, shining upon the mountains and rivers.

Shua!

With a flick of his sleeve, the ancient sword that was long ready for battle slashed forth.

Instantly, the sky and the earth shattered and exploded as though unable to bear the power of the sword. Incredible sword qi, along with pure and condensed power, roared across the air.

Rumble—

The mountains and valleys quaked turbulently and everyone present was gasping with astonishment. This was the bearing of a supreme Saint-King, so powerful that it was unimaginable.

“Not bad, not bad, you are qualified to be my sharpening stone.”

With a loud laugh, Lin Xun charged forward to meet the attack. He stretched his body and energy and qi erupted from him like a furnace of chaos.

A wave of unimaginably frightening power was unleashed from Lin Xun, as if to wipe out the world. The entire Nine Cauldrons Mountains shook wildly and all living beings within a radius of thousands of miles were trembling on the ground.

“That…”

“That bastard has indeed become a supreme Saint-King!”

The audience moved restlessly, shocked. Before this, Lin Xun looked ordinary and elegant like an ethereal being, but once he activated his true strength, his power was so mighty that it seemed to blot out the sky and the sun!

Boom!

While everyone was quivering in shock, Lin Xun had already raised his fist to collide head-on with the ancient sword.

The fist and sword clashed, producing a metallic clatter, and terrifying vibrations and blasts of unparalleled dao light spread in all directions.

Feng Ruxue frowned ever so slightly.

His sword dealt no damage to the opponent.

However, Lin Xun paused for a moment, and then he launched an all-out attack again.

“When the time comes, heaven and earth will work together!”

Feng Ruxue’s expression was calm and solemn. He clasped the ancient and dull sword and activated a sword art. Sword qi grew more powerful, drawing upon the power of the world into its sharp edge. Every strike of the sword could kill ghosts and demons and overturn the world. It was as swift as it was fierce and powerful.

From afar, it looked as though a peerless sword god was conquering under the sky!

His power and bearing astounded the entire audience.

Supreme Saint-Kings controlled many daos, so how would the power of their sword art be ordinary?

However, to everyone’s surprise, under Feng Ruxue’s killing blow, Lin Xun did not fall into a disadvantaged state once!

He glowed brightly with dao light as he strode forward with a look of superiority. He never retreated nor dodged once, and just launched fists, fighting head-on.

In just a blink of an eye, the two had fought hundreds of rounds. The battlefield changed from the sky to the ground, to eight thousand miles away. The sky dimmed and rocks and sand were whirling about. There was devastation everywhere across the mountains and rivers within thousands of miles.

The epic duel made the hearts of everyone rise and fall like waves, unable to settle. No one had imagined that a young man like Lin Xun who had just stepped into the Saint-King Stage could hold his own against a legendary sword master like Feng Ruxue!

This was completely unexpected.