When Su Qin fully charged his qi and blood, it was as if another sun had risen over the Ten Thousand Swords Island. Horrific qi and blood energy filled every inch of space, and even the several patriarchs who had already retreated miles away could feel their True Yuan and divine will freezing and slowing down.
However …
In the very next instant.
As everyone looked on in shock …
Su Qin slowly stretched out his right hand and opened his five fingers, just like the Five Finger Mountain of Buddha in the myths and legends. The power of the Sword Ancestor was constantly evaporating, and now only the palm-sized Sword Ancestor was left in his hand.
In the eyes of the others, Su Qin's right palm was only the size of a Square Inch, but it was as if it had turned into another world. No matter how much Kenzu struggled, it could not escape the Square Inch Palm.
"How is this possible?!"
The Wanjian School Sect Master's eyes were bulging. As he watched Kenzu struggle in Su Qin's palm, he felt as if his worldview was being completely overturned.
This was Kenzu, the most talented individual in Wanjian School after the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist, a being who had metamorphosed into a Yuan Spirit. How awe-inspiring was he when he reigned supreme over the seas over a thousand years ago?
And yet, Kenzu was now like a bird caught in the palm of a man's hand. It was simply appalling.
The faces of the several Wanjian School patriarchs were ashen.
They never imagined this outcome. Even if Kenzu had lost his physical body, his Yuan Spirit form was enough to sweep away all pinnacle legends who had yet to metamorphose into a Yuan Spirit. No matter how powerful Su Qin's physical body was, his Yuan Spirit form did not have substance and was formless. How could it be trapped in Su Qin's Square Inch Palm like this?
"Let's go back."
"Hurry back to the Sword Peak."
The faces of the Wanjian School patriarchs changed, and they promptly gave up on the idea of fighting Su Qin to save Kenzu.
Su Qin was simply too frightening.
If even Kenzu, who had once reigned supreme over an era, was reduced to an object in his palm, what more them?
Besides.
Even if the Patriarchs of Wanjian School wanted to attack Su Qin, it would be useless. At this moment, Su Qin's Qi and blood were surging. The area within a radius of a few hundred meters was like an ocean of Qi and blood. Even with all their methods, they might not be able to squeeze into this area …
"Yes."
"Returning Sword Edge."
The Suzerain of Wanjian School and the others suddenly realized what was going on.
The nine thousand-feet sword peaks deep within the Ten Thousand Swords Island had been left behind by the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist four thousand years ago, and the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist had left a backup plan there. Even the Shaman King of Witchcraft three thousand years ago had to stop before the sword peaks.
Of course, this was because there was nothing in the sword mountain that could attract Magus Kings, but it also meant that there was indeed a great terror in the sword mountain. At the very least, even Magus Kings, who were on the earth, couldn't come and go as they pleased.
Thinking of this, the Suzerain of Wanjian School and the others glanced at Su Qin cautiously and quickly returned to the Sword Peak.
Naturally, the Suzerain of Wanjian School's little trick could not escape Su Qin's notice, but Su Qin was too lazy to pay attention to them right now.
At the moment, most of Su Qin's energy was focused on Kenzu, who was in his palm.
Even if Kenzu's Yuan Spirit was almost depleted and was directly suppressed by Su Qin's qi, it would still not be easy for Su Qin to kill Kenzu once and for all.
Kenzu was not like the other pinnacle myths whose Yuan Spirit was formless and formless, and he could escape if Su Qin was even the slightest bit careless.
Even if Kenzu did manage to escape in his current state, he would not be able to hold on for long. Still, how could Su Qin leave such a latent danger alive?
"Brother, why don't we both take a step back? I'll release your descendant and forget about the matter of him killing one of Wanjian School's pinnacle myths, and you'll let me go?"
After struggling for a long time, Kenzu realized that he could not escape from Su Qin's palm, so he immediately gave in.
In fact, if Kenzu had known that Su Qin had such strength, he would not have dared to fight with Su Qin. However, there was no such thing as pity in this world.
"Take a step back?"
Su Qin was not moved at all. He kept urging the surging qi and blood in his body and slowly pressed it into his palm. He shook his head and said, "I still prefer to take what belongs to me."
As soon as he finished speaking.
Terrifying qi and blood surged wildly into his palm, slowly refining every trace of Kenzu's Yuan Spirit.
In the beginning, Kenzu could still barely resist. After all, he still had some Yuan Spirit power left, which was enough to offset the qi and blood invasion. However, as time passed, the Yuan Spirit power became less and less, while Su Qin's qi and blood became more and more majestic. Kenzu finally felt fear.
"Brother, I know I was wrong …"
Kenzu's voice became weaker and weaker, and he kept begging for mercy.
However, Su Qin had no intention of stopping. Since he had broken into Wanjian School, he had already made a great enemy. Naturally, he had to eliminate the root of the problem.
How could Su Qin let Kenzu go?
Time passed slowly.
Several hours passed in the blink of an eye.
In the end, the last trace of Kenzu's Yuan Spirit power dissipated in the sound of curses, and the endless qi and blood were burned away.
.....
Inside the nine sword peaks that were ten thousand feet tall.
The Wanjian School's Sect Master and several Great Ancestors watched Kenzu being forcibly refined with their own eyes, and their expressions were sorrowful.
Kenzu had protected Wanjian School for more than a thousand years, but now they could only watch this happen. One could imagine the sorrow in their hearts.
However, no matter how sorrowful they were, no one dared to leave the sword peaks.
After Su Qin had completely refined Kenzu, he took a step forward and appeared before the nine sword peaks.
While he had spent most of his energy on Kenzu while he was refining Kenzu, it did not mean that he was completely unaware of the outside world. Su Qin was aware of every move made by the Wanjian School's Sect Master and the others.
"Hurry up and activate the great formation on the sword peaks!"
The Wanjian School's Sect Master was so scared that his scalp was about to explode, and he quickly joined forces with the other Great Ancestors to pour their True Essence into the sword peaks.
Kaboom.
The nine 3,000-metre-long sword mountains were finally activated. Streams of sharp sword Qi constantly rose up from the mountains. Even the mountains themselves were shaking.
From afar, the nine sword peaks looked as if they had turned into nine divine swords that pierced through heaven and earth, cutting through everything.
The Great Formation of the Nine Swords Reincarnation.
It was a backup plan that the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist had left on the sword peaks all those years ago. Once the great formation was activated, the nine sword peaks would be completely revived. Each of the sword peaks contained a streak of the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist's Sword Will, nurtured over thousands of years and gaining sentience. Now that they were revived, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the world was falling apart.
"Meaningless."
"Even the Great Formation of Heaven and Earth left behind by a pinnacle Earth Immortal like the True Lord of the Eastern Sea was cut down by my sword. Do you think a dead formation that no one could control could stop me?"
Su Qin's gaze was dark and profound.
The Nine Swords Reincarnation Formation was certainly powerful. It contained nine streaks of the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist's Sword Will, and could hold off a Earth Immortal for a short period of time at its peak.
That was why the Witchcraft's Shaman King did not attempt to break through the formation three thousand years ago.
It was not that the Shaman King could not do anything against the formation, but that there was no need. So what if he could break the Nine Swords Reincarnation Formation?
The Shaman King did not walk the path of the sword, and Wanjian School's countless divine techniques and tomes were useless against him. As for cultivation resources …
Witchcraft had been passed down since the last Tide of Vitality, and its foundation far surpassed Wanjian School's. Why would it be interested in Wanjian School's cultivation resources?
Moreover, most treasures in the world were useless against Earth Immortals.
It was a pity.
If it was three thousand years ago, the Nine Swords Reincarnation Formation was barely maintained at its peak and stopped the Shaman King.
Now, however, after three thousand years, the Nine Swords Reincarnation Formation had long since lost its power at its peak. The nine streaks of Sword Will in the thousand-feet sword peaks had been worn down by time, leaving only a sliver.
Unlike the True Lord of the Eastern Sea, Wanjian School did not possess a Spirit Spring that could nurture the formation.
Still, no matter how weak it was, the Nine Swords Reincarnation Formation would have no problem stopping a pinnacle Myth, and might not even be able to do anything against one who had metamorphosed into a Nascent Spirit.
But in front of Su Qin, who had the Eye of Truth and could easily see through every detail of the formation, it was full of flaws.
The Eye of Truth could observe all the Qi in the world. The Heaven and Earth Formation was entrusted to heaven and earth, so it was naturally within Su Qin's observation range.
If the Nine Swords Reincarnation Formation was still at its peak, it would be useless even if Su Qin knew the flaws, because his strength could not even penetrate the flaws.
But now, after three thousand years, the Nine Swords Reincarnation Formation was still weakened to a certain extent, so Su Qin was confident that he could break it.
"Break!"
Su Qin took another step forward and clenched his hand into a fist. It was like an ancient giant hammering a drum, fiercely blasting toward the nine thousand-feet sword peaks.
Boom!
A dull sound was heard, and the nine thousand-feet sword peaks that were faintly beginning to recover suddenly shook. A terrifying force passed through the Nine Swords Reincarnation Formation and covered the people of Wanjian School.
Puff.
Several Patriarchs of Wanjian School spat out mouthfuls of blood. Their faces were as pale as paper, and they said ferociously, "Block it. We must block it."
At this moment.
Su Qin, who had thrown out a punch, looked carefully again and threw out another punch.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!!!
Su Qin threw out several punches in a row, and each of his punches hit the flaws of the Nine Swords Reincarnation Formation. The terrifying force almost penetrated the nine thousand-feet sword peaks. If Su Qin had not deliberately held back for fear of affecting Li Wan, the people of Wanjian School on the sword peaks would have been shaken to death by the terrifying force.
But even so, nearly half of the Nine Swords Reincarnation Formation had collapsed. Su Qin could even see through the formation and see the people of Wanjian School on the sword peaks, who were full of horror.
"Hang in there. The sword peaks were left by Master Kenzu Wan. They will certainly protect our Wanjian School for generations to come …" The Sect Master of Wanjian School was bleeding from his seven orifices, but he was still encouraging the desperate disciples of Wanjian School.
The next moment.
Su Qin threw out another punch.
The power of this punch was indescribable with words.
Su Qin's Qi and blood vibrated. Vaguely, a three-legged divine bird as large as the sky condensed behind him. In addition to the majestic power of Qi and blood, there were also wisps of scorching flames spreading.
Instantly.
The Nine Swords Reincarnation Formation, which had been tottering in the first place, was completely broken. Countless sword flashes rapidly collapsed, and the elders of Wanjian School who were barely keeping the formation afloat directly suffered a backlash, their physical bodies and divine minds dissipating on the spot.
"I … My Wanjian School is destroyed …"
The Wanjian School Sect Master could not help taking several steps back and falling to the ground with a thud. His face was ashen as if he had lost his mind.
Now that the Nine Swords Reincarnation Formation was broken, the Wanjian School Sect Master simply could not think of any way to stop Su Qin.
Unless the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist from four thousand years ago came back to life, no one would be spared.
After breaking the Nine Swords Reincarnation Formation, Su Qin pointed out with a finger and broke open the dungeon called the Black Abyss, which was surrounded by the nine thousand-feet sword peaks.
Crack.
Crack.
The Black Abyss dungeon, which was entirely forged from Dark Nether Steel of the North Sea, could not resist Su Qin's finger and shattered completely, revealing Li Wan at the bottom.
"Third Uncle."
Li Wan blanked out for a moment, before quickly waving at Su Qin and shouting excitedly.
Meanwhile, the white-haired old man who was locked up on the eleventh floor of the Black Abyss dungeon took a long look at Su Qin.
"Could there really be immortals and gods in this world?"
The old man quickly lowered his head, believing that if there really were immortals and gods, it could only be Su Qin.
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