Chapter 809: Bloodstained Jasmine 5
The dull thud of six severed corpse segments hitting the ground was so heavy it sent chills through the heart. A sinister aura settled over the Sea God Platform, and an indescribable terror spread like a plague, madly infecting everything around.
Everyone on the Sea God Platform was struck silent. Their eyes bulged to their limits, extreme shock and terror filling their pupils with bloodshot veins, threatening to burst.
At the Emperor Lord level, the body became as hard as stone, and vitality grew tenacious. Even if the body was cut into several pieces, consciousness could still be preserved for a time, and profound force would dissipate only slowly much later.
But the three Sword Servants, whose bodies had been severed, fell into utter silence. Both their life aura and profound force aura vanished without a trace, like six piles of mud mixed with blood. If one simply looked at these six severed corpses, no one would ever believe they were the three Sword Servants of the Sword Domain, standing at the pinnacle of Tian Xuan.
"Ah... ah... ah..." Xia Yuanba's mouth hung wide open, unable to close. From deep in his throat, trembling groans involuntarily escaped. The Holy Domain True Person beside him had long forgotten to continue restraining him; in the depths of their pupils gathered the most intense fear and disbelief of their entire lives.
Killing an Overlord Emperor in an instant was astonishing, but a high-level Emperor Lord could indeed accomplish it.
Killing a true Emperor Lord in an instant—even these peerless experts standing at the pinnacle of the Illusion Demon Realm had never seen or heard of such a thing.
And what they saw before their eyes was not just an Emperor Lord being killed in an instant, but a tenth-level Emperor Lord with the power to look down upon the world!
And not just one, but three at once!!
This was a power that exceeded their understanding and imagination by countless times! A power that had never appeared even in ancient legends, or even in their wildest fantasies and dreams.
But such a scene, such power that annihilated three tenth-level Emperor Lords in an instant, was now clearly presented before their eyes... and the one who had wrought all this was a girl who looked only twelve or thirteen years old!
"Impossible... this... must be... a dream..."
One of the severed corpses of a Sword Servant lay right before Xuanyuan Wendao. He looked at the corpse and broken sword at his feet, his face turning a horrifying pale under extreme terror.
Among the Four Sacred Grounds, Tian Wei Sword Domain ranked last in overall strength, but having four tenth-level Emperor Lords was their point of greatest pride. And now, three had died in an instant... without a doubt, this was an immeasurable blow to the prestige and power of Tian Wei Sword Domain.
"F... Father." Ye Xinghan stepped weakly behind Ye Meixie, seeking a sense of safety in his terror. But he found Ye Meixie's entire body cold, his hands trembling faintly.
But Mo Li, who had caused all this, remained as indifferent as ever. She didn't even glance at the corpses of the three Sword Servants, as if what had perished under her hand were not three Tian Xuan venerables, but three insignificant ants... and to her, the power of the three Sword Servants, which seemed like that of gods in the eyes of Tian Xuan profound practitioners, was indeed nothing more than ants.
Her gaze fell upon Xuanyuan Wentian, and she slowly walked toward him.
Mo Li's steps were light and slow, but with every step she took, Xuanyuan Wentian's heart leaped violently. Being stared at by her eyes, being approached step by step by her—a fear he had never experienced in his life, like an awakened demon, madly grew and expanded in the soul of this Sacred Lord.
"You are Xuanyuan Wentian?" Mo Li spoke coldly.
"You... who... exactly are you?" Xuanyuan Wentian tried hard to maintain the bearing of a Sword Master, but under Mo Li's gaze, the voice that came out was trembling violently, and the muscles on his face were twitching uncontrollably.
He was one of the Four Sacred Lords, intimidating the world and undefeated in Tian Xuan. He never dreamed that he would feel such fear just from the gaze of a girl.
"This princess is Yun Che's master." Mo Li's snow-white face, more delicate than a doll's, showed a cold sneer: "Weren't you just saying that you would reward Yun Che's master by dying under your sword? Now this princess is right here. How do you plan to make this princess die under your sword?"
Hearing the red-dressed girl herself say "Yun Che's master," Xuanyuan Wentian's entire nerves tightened and trembled. Huangji Wuyu, Qu Fengyi, and Ye Meixie's bodies all shook simultaneously.
Xuanyuan Wentian was an extremely sinister and also extremely arrogant man. He had never feared anything, but he never believed that anything in this world was worthy of his fear. With his state of mind, even if he faced a certain death situation one day, he would remain calm and never show fear.
But Mo Li's realm was far, far above his. The deterrence emanating from Mo Li was something his will and conviction simply could not resist.
"You..." Xuanyuan Wentian's hands spread open, his fingers twisted... He knew best the strength of the three Sword Servants. If the three joined forces, they could match him evenly. But the terrifying red-dressed girl before him had killed all three in an instant, which meant that killing him would also take no effort at all!
Under the shock, Xuanyuan Wentian's mind was in chaos. Suddenly, a glint of darkness flashed in his eyes, and a purple light rose. A purple profound sword appeared from nowhere and, with a sound like thunder, stabbed fiercely at Mo Li.
Ding...
With an extremely faint sound, Xuanyuan Wentian's purple sword stopped in front of Mo Li.
Two fingers, as delicate as white snow, gently pinched the tip of the purple sword.
In terms of sword path cultivation, Xuanyuan Wentian was undeniably the number one in the world. Every sword he thrust could tear space itself, terrifying beyond measure. And this thrust was extremely sudden; under fear, Xuanyuan Wentian had not held back even the slightest bit of his power, and the target was only three steps away...
But such a sword was casually caught by Mo Li with two fingers... In an instant, the purple light, sword intent, and thunderous sound on the sword disappeared without a trace.
Xuanyuan Wentian gripped the sword hilt, his arm trembling like a shaking stick, and fear was clearly written on his face. But no matter how his arm trembled, the purple sword remained completely still.
"Sacred... Sacred Emperor..." Beside Huangji Wuyu, True Person Juexin's face was red, his forehead drenched in cold sweat like a rainstorm.
"Hurry... remove Yuanba's restraints... hurry..." Huangji Wuyu said with a trembling voice. The words he had said to Yun Che, and the words Yun Che had said to him, were still ringing in his ears, every word clear. And since the red-dressed girl knew what Xuanyuan Wentian had said to Yun Che, how could she not have heard or seen what he had said and done to Yun Che!
This red-dressed girl who called herself Yun Che's master was far more terrifying than the legendary ancient demon gods! Among the Four Sacred Lords, Huangji Wuyu was acknowledged as the number one in the world, but he knew in his heart that in terms of strength, Qu Fengyi and Ye Meixie were slightly weaker than him, while Xuanyuan Wentian was his equal. His title of "Number One in Tian Xuan" was due to the Holy Domain being stronger than the Sword Domain. In terms of pure strength, he and Xuanyuan Wentian were tied for first in Tian Xuan.
And this number one in Tian Xuan's full-power sword was casually neutralized by her two fingers.
The gap in strength was far more than heaven and earth!!
Who was she... Where did she come from... How could such a terrifying existence exist in this world!
Yun Che was a man who would repay grievances—one could even say he was extremely vengeful. And his revenge was always very fierce. This was known throughout the world, as there had been too many bloody examples. If Yun Che used the power of the red-dressed girl to take revenge on the Huangji Sacred Domain, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Earlier, he had scolded and stopped Xia Yuanba from protecting Yun Che. Now, he had to pin his hopes on Xia Yuanba's relationship with Yun Che to resolve this suddenly descended terrible crisis...
And this was the most terrible crisis the Huangji Sacred Domain had faced in ten thousand years—no exaggeration!!
Bang!
Mo Li's fingers gently squeezed, and the purple sword instantly cracked with countless fine lines—Xuanyuan Wentian's personal sword was certainly no ordinary weapon. This purple sword, named "Tingwei" (Mighty Thunder), was one of the ten famous Overlord Profound Artifacts of the Tian Xuan Continent. It was forged from a meteorite that had fallen atop a mountain peak and endured over three thousand years of lightning strikes, possessing infinite sword power and extreme durability. Even Xuanyuan Wentian, using all his strength, could not damage it in the slightest.
But under Mo Li's hand, it shattered like a thin piece of ice.
Bang!!
With an explosive sound, the purple sword shattered into countless fine fragments that scattered everywhere, leaving only a piece of the sword tip between Mo Li's fingers. Xuanyuan Wentian screamed, his entire right arm exploding into a shower of blood, skin and flesh torn apart. He staggered back, tripped, and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time, his whole body convulsing nonstop.
After all, he had two thousand years of cultivation. When he sensed danger, he instinctively withdrew his hand. Otherwise, with the force Mo Li had transmitted through the sword, not just his skin and flesh would have been blasted apart—the bones of his entire arm would have been crushed to powder.
"Sword... Sword Master!!"
"Sword Master!!"
Xuanyuan Wentian fell to the ground, blood splashing, and his once mighty sword aura and profound aura almost completely disappeared. All the elders of Tian Wei Sword Domain were horrified and rushed forward desperately.
Mo Li glanced sideways, a faint, cruel smile curling at the corner of her lips. She flicked her finger, the fragment of the sword tip between her fingers...
Ding!!!
A straight red line was clearly etched into the space itself.
Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssss—
The overlapping sounds of blood spraying were so loud they were like the thunder of a thousand-foot waterfall. In the ranks of Tian Wei Sword Domain, the heads of the twenty-three Sword Domain elders who had rushed forward first flew off their bodies in the same instant and then fell to the ground at the same time, rolling far away like twenty-three ground-rolling gourds.
And on the twenty-three headless bodies, blood columns sprayed wildly under the push of the profound force they had gathered in life, shooting up to dozens of feet in the air, scattering a large, horrifying rain of red on the east side of the Sea God Platform.
Those who could rush to the front were undoubtedly the top figures of Tian Wei Sword Domain. Every single one of them was a genuine Emperor Lord! But in that instant, a full twenty-three Emperor Lords were all decapitated. The entire process had no earth-shaking energy collision, no world-shattering destructive storm—only a single red mark etched into space.
"No... don't... don't go over... don't go over!!"
Xuanyuan Wendao dared not take another step forward... and even if he wanted to, he probably couldn't move his legs anymore. The always majestic, heaven-and-earth-fearing young master of the Sword Domain now had legs trembling like a sieve, on the verge of collapsing at any moment. His face, under fear, was even paler than a legendary ghost.