The scene in the Quasi-Saint Ruins was becoming more and more chaotic.
Nearly 90% of the cultivators had come before Half Immortal Sword, there were over 50 cultivators, among which there were 4 people at the 12th layer of the Heaven Patching Realm, who had arrived completely.
There were a total of 7 Realm Cultivators, led by the Great Elder, standing in front of Half Immortal Sword, with dark eyebrows and eyes, whispering with others.
"Keep an eye on this Half Immortal Sword. Even if we can't get it, we can't let other cultivators get it. Once someone shows signs of robbing the sword, we'll make a move to stop it."
A cultivator behind asked in his mind.
"If we are fortunate enough, and happen to obtain this Half Immortal Sword..."
Before he could finish speaking, the Great Elder directly interrupted in a deep voice.
"You'd better not have this idea. Half Immortal Sword is an extremely precious magic weapon that even I don't dare think too much about. I don't even dare dream about it. Even Quasi-Saints are not qualified to own Half Immortal Sword..."
The Great Elder was silent for a moment, then said.
"Of course, if we really have this opportunity to get Half Immortal Sword, we certainly can't give it up. If I can get Half Immortal Sword, then my combat power will be comparable to that of a junior Quasi-Saint. In the newly opened Great Death Realm, I can be considered half invincible."
After he said these words, the other Realm Cultivators also understood the meaning in the Great Elder's words.
Don’t even think about Half Immortal Sword, but I can think about it.
What a hypocrite.
The other Realm Cultivators were somewhat unhappy, but did not dare to speak out, they could only suppress it in their hearts.
As more spectators gathered, the atmosphere could no longer remain tense. A cultivator took the lead to say with a laugh.
"It's rare for so many of us to get together, it's also a good fate. This Half Immortal Sword is naturally what everyone wants, but unfortunately there is only one. So why don't we have a fair contest, and the winner will have the right to try taking the sword. What do you guys think?"
There was silence, and no one responded.
A fair contest?
It was really the most ridiculous joke.
The cultivators present only had one thought, that was, except for themselves, whoever went to take the sword, they would kill that person!
No one wanted to become the target of public criticism, but no one was willing to give up this Half Immortal Sword either.
Especially those few cultivators at the peak of the 12th Heavenly Layer, looking at Half Immortal Sword, their eyes shone brightly, and they couldn't even move their feet.
Just when everyone was in confrontation,
Chen Xia, who was hidden in the gray mist in the distance, suddenly snapped his finger.
That was the start of breaking the deadlock.
Only Half Immortal Sword could hear the sound of the snap.
And at the moment the sound rang, Half Immortal Sword suddenly rose and rushed directly into the Realm Cultivators' formation, hovering next to the Great Elder.
This really stunned all the cultivators present.
How did the flying sword suddenly go over there?
Voluntarily acknowledging its master?!
The other cultivators were puzzled and shocked.
But the Great Elder was overjoyed. He didn't expect to gain the approval of Half Immortal Sword. He really was a top genius!
But before he could be happy for long, the cultivators beside him fixed hateful gazes on him and said in a deep voice.
"There are so many of us, yet you alone got the Immortal Sword. I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate."
The Great Elder coldly snorted disdainfully, "There is only one Immortal Sword, so naturally it belongs to the capable. How can the incompetent obtain the recognition of the Immortal Sword!"
Another cultivator at the peak of the 12th Heaven Patching Layer retorted,
"You just happened to gain the recognition of the Immortal Sword. But I'm afraid you won't have the chance to take away the Immortal Sword. I advise you to give up the Immortal Sword now, otherwise we will definitely kill you!"
After he said this, Half Immortal Sword suddenly erupted with sword light and slashed directly at the cultivator at the peak of the 12th layer of Heaven Patching, sending him stumbling back dozens of steps.
"The flying sword took the initiative to protect its master?!" A cultivator shouted in shock.
"Haha, yes, as expected of the supreme magic weapon, it's really extraordinary!" The Great Elder let out a loud yell out of excitement, then sneered,
"Although I just obtained the Immortal Sword and I'm not familiar with it yet, slashing you ordinary cultivators at the 12th Heaven Patching Layer should be easy. Those who are not afraid of death, come on! Let me show you the mighty power of Realm cultivators today!"
After that there were no more words, because the battle had already begun.
With dozens of cultivators all targeting one person, the Great Elder who had obtained the Immortal Sword.
The other Realm cultivators wanted to help the Great Elder, but were preoccupied fighting, and some had already fallen on the spot. They could only retreat to one side for the moment.
Blood splattered and heads kept falling to the ground.
Souls were extinguished and breaths were suddenly cut short.
The Great Elder was being surrounded and attacked by several other peak 12th Heaven Patching Layer cultivators. At the beginning they still held back a little, and it was just probing attacks. But later, the battle ignited into a frenzy, and they started to fight fiercely.
The Great Elder was from the Realm, so his foundation was a bit stronger. At the start he could still resist, but later he started to struggle, falling into crisis.
However, he was not flustered at all, because he had Half Immortal Sword to protect him.
Although Half Immortal Sword only had half left, in terms of power and lethality, it was not inferior to the cultivators at the peak of the 12th Heaven Patching Layer.
With him and Half Immortal Sword combined, he was not really afraid of the cultivators at the peak of the 12th Heaven Patching Layer before him.
The Great Elder wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, faced the crowd, and sneered disdainfully.
"Let me show you all the might of the Immortal Sword!"
He waved his hand decisively, vigorously and loudly ordered,
"Slash!"
The other cultivators were nervous. Their bodies tensed up as they braced themselves to resist.
The air was still.
The Immortal Sword did not slash down. It still hovered quietly beside him.
The Great Elder was taken aback. His tone became a little more urgent and he shouted again,
"Slash them, slash!"
Still no movement.
The other cultivators looked at each other with strange expressions, somewhat at a loss about this scene.
"Slash! Why don't you slash?!" The Great Elder let out a roar, his expression already a little deranged.
Then Half Immortal Sword really slashed.
But it slashed the Great Elder, severing his left arm.
The sudden change caught everyone by surprise.
"The Immortal Sword devoured its master?!" A cultivator cried out.
From the Immortal Sword acknowledging its master to devouring its master, it only took less than an hour.
What was wrong with this Half Immortal Sword?
In the gray mist in the distance,
Chen Xia began to stride towards the direction where the cultivators were fighting. His crimson pupils shone increasingly brighter as he sensed subtle changes occurring in the Quasi-Saint Ruins.
It seemed that the real portal was about to open.
And the condition to open it...
was death.
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+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
