Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
The Black Wind Saint Son, the Mount Tai Saint Son, and the Sky-Flame Saint Son had strong bodies and forceful power, but they were far too weak to resist the three-colored sword energy.
Their heads were cut off with terror in their eyes.
The Black Wind Saint Son, the Mount Tai Saint Son, and the Sky-Flame Saint Son were all dead.
Silence!
The only thing left in the forest was silence.
Everyone was stunned. Not only the surrounding self-cultivators were shocked, the Linglong Saintess, the Blood Sea Saint, the Clear-wood Saintess, and Black Puppy, who were hung on the trees far away, were also shocked with their mouths wide open.
Qingfeng Li slashed his sword, shattering the heaven and earth, dimming the sun and moon, reversing the universe, cutting through the time and space, and all of them felt the breath of death.
Even they were cut by the sword energy, with blood pouring out.
Luckily, they were far enough from Qingfeng Li. If they were close, they might also die in Qingfeng Li’s sword energy.
“Too powerful. Qingfeng Li is too powerful. He could even behead the Black Wind Saint Son, the Mount Tai Saint Son and the Sky-Flame Saint Son with one single slash of his sword.”
“You’re right. the Black Wind Saint Son, the Mount Tai Saint Son, and the Sky-Flame Saint Son were all peak state saints and were ranked in the top 20 on the Hidden Dragon List. But they couldn’t even parry one strike from him.”
“Don’t you see? Qingfeng Li is holding the Thunder Immortal Sword. It was the sword of Thunder Immortal a million years ago.”
The surrounding self-cultivators started to discuss after recovering from the shock, with terrified looks toward Qingfeng Li.
Some of them were minions of the Black Wind Saint Son, the Mount Tai Saint Son, and the Sky-Flame Saint Son. They all turned pale and kept trembling at this moment, fearing that Qingfeng Li would cause trouble for them.
Even their Saint Sons were no opponents for Qingfeng Li, let alone these people. Qingfeng Li might even be able to kill them all, both physically and spiritually, with one single slash of his sword.
This time, the Black Wind Saint Son, the Mount Tai Saint Son, and the Sky-Flame Saint Son’s nascent souls didn’t come out from their mind-space, for they had already turned into pieces due to the three-colored sword energy.
Qingfeng Li’s Thunder Immortal Sword was too powerful. It could not only kill self-cultivators’ bodies but also destroy their souls. It was truly an invincible immortal sword.
Qingfeng Li took a look around and found the minions of the Black Wind Saint Son, the Mount Tai Saint Son, and the Sky-Flame Saint Son in the east.
Qingfeng Li didn’t use the Thunder Immortal Sword this time. Although it was supremely powerful, Qingfeng Li could only wield it twice with his current level of immortal vital essence.
Qingfeng Li had used it once to kill the Black Wind Saint Son and the other two. He wanted to reserve the other strike after entering Dark Thunder Mountain and Thunder Immortal Palace.
The Thunder Immortal Sword had broken into three parts. Qingfeng Li had only got one of them, and there were two to go.
He didn’t plan to let off the minions of the Black Wind Saint Son and the other two. He had only one solution to these enemies, which was killing them all.
Qingfeng Li reached out his right fist and punched forward, shaping a giant black shadow of a fist with powerful talisman scripts on it, and smashed at those dozens of self-cultivators.
Boom-Boom-Boom…
With the huge noises, those self-cultivators exploded and turned into blood mist.
Although they had strong power, they were as weak as ants in front of Qingfeng Li.
Qingfeng Li currently had the force of 150 million pounds. He not only punched these self-cultivators to death but also destroyed the entire forest, even shattering a tall mountain far away.
The other hundreds of self-cultivators were not affected. Qingfeng Li was not a crazy murderer and didn’t kill anybody who had no relation to the Black Wind Saint Son and the other two.
Qingfeng Li always killed all his enemies but would never kill a neutral self-cultivator.
He stared coldly at them and said, “Get lost. Or do you want me to kill you?”
The rest of the self-cultivators all fled away in terrior.
Hundreds of self-cultivators got away in a blink of an eye, with running noises and floating dust left behind them.
They were truly scared that Qingfeng Li would kill them all. But Qingfeng Li didn’t have that intention.
He walked forward and got beside the Linglong Saintess, the Clear-wood Saintess and the rest. He reached out his fingers and shot out a golden light, cutting their spirit ropes off.
Qingfeng Li took out silver needles and pinned at their meridian points. After a while, the vitality-dissolving saint potion inside them was cleared out.
The Linglong Saintess looked at Qingfeng Li with admiration, saying, “Congratulations! You got the Thunder Immortal Sword. Nobody had gained its recognition in a million years. You became the first one.”
Qingfeng Li nodded and said, “I have only got part of the Thunder Immortal Sword. There are two more parts of it in Dark Thunder Mountain and Thunder Immortal Palace. I have to get them.”
The Linglong Saintess nodded and then said, “You killed the Black Wind Saint Son and the other two. Their saint sects would never let you off.”
Qingfeng Li replied emotionlessly, “Here is the Fallen Immortal Arena. If they dare to come, I’ll kill them with the Thunder Immortal Sword. Even if they don’t come to me, I’ll go find them before leaving here.”
Qingfeng Li went to the side of the Black Wind Saint Son, the Mount Tai Saint Son, and the Sky-Flame Saint Son, then took their interspatial rings off.
They were all Saint Sons of peak Saint sects and must have lots of treasures in their interspatial rings.
Qingfeng Li removed their spiritual marks and entered his spirit energy inside. He found lots of Dharma Treasures, spirit herbs and elixirs in the rings.
He spared some of the treasures, herbs, and elixirs to Black Puppy, the Linglong Saintess, the Clear-wood Saintess and the Blood Sea Saint.
After all, they were going to Dark Thunder Mountain, which was in the central area of the Fallen Immortal Arena, and it’d be safer for them to improve their power with these treasures.
Although there were many treasures in the rings of the Black Wind Saint Son, the Mount Tai Saint Son, and the Sky-Flame Saint Son, Qingfeng Li wasn’t fond of any of them.
He was practicing immortal techniques and had the Thunder Immortal Sword, Three-colored Thunderbolt, Dragon Blood, Black-and-White Millstone with him, which were all more powerful than these treasures.
