35: Chapter 35 Three World-Destroying Palms! Two Swords Unleashed to Tear Through the Void!

The Black-Robed Elder and the White-Robed Elder were stunned when they saw only three people come out from the opposite side, and then they laughed.

"Has the Gu Family run out of people?!"

"Sending only three people out? If they wanted to negotiate, it's already too late!"

The Black-Robed Elder sneered, "Are these three people here to throw their lives away?"

The White-Robed Elder stroked his beard: "Three? That's barely enough to get stuck in our teeth!"

Both of their gazes fell upon Yue Qingshuang and Yue Qingxue, and suddenly, they couldn't look away!

Their white robes were like snow, and their long hair fluttered gently in the night wind.

One was a peerless beauty as cold as ice and frost.

The other was a gentle beauty as warm as jade.

The Black-Robed Elder narrowed his eyes and licked his lips!

Having been in seclusion for a thousand years, he had seen very few women.

The two before him were the most beautiful he had seen in a thousand years, and they were certainly the most supple!

"These two lasses are not bad!"

The Black-Robed Elder said in a low voice, his tone carrying a hint of hoarseness: "Don't hurt them later, keep them alive!"

The White-Robed Elder nodded, his eyes also flashing with light: "I was thinking the same! Bring them back and take good care of them!"

The two exchanged a glance and smiled knowingly!

It was as if they had already counted those two as part of their spoils of war!

Behind them, the Holy Maiden of Tianxuan and the Holy Son of Yuheng also saw Yue Qingshuang and Yue Qingxue, and greed flashed in their eyes as well.

"Old Ancestor is wise!"

"This sort of beauty truly shouldn't be wasted!"

The Yuheng Holy Lord and the Tianxuan Holy Lord didn't have the mind to look at beauties; they were staring at that blessed land of the Gu Family!

If they could get their hands on the things inside, the strength of their two Holy Lands could increase tenfold!

By then, the entire Qingyun Province would be under the dominion of their two Holy Lands; as for the Qingyun Holy Land, that would just be something on the side of the road!

The Yuheng Holy Lord urged, "Let's do it! Finish it early, get inside early, and then take everything back!"

The Black-Robed Elder nodded and raised his hand to give the order!

"Attack!"

Behind him, the energy-gathering Spiritual Qi of twenty-four warships soared into the sky.

Tens of thousands of Cultivators surged with spiritual power, waiting only for his command to tear the three people in front of them into pieces!

Suddenly, an extremely terrifying fluctuation of Spiritual Qi struck!

In an instant, the tens of thousands of Cultivators below were shaken to their cores, immediately shutting their mouths and looking up one after another!

Above the firmament, three giant palms appeared out of thin air.

Each one was larger than all twenty-four warships combined, covering the entire night sky.

The textures on the palms were clear, emitting an aura that made the heavens and earth tremble.

The air was torn apart, and the Spiritual Qi was stirred!

The space within a radius of ten thousand miles was twisted and deformed under these three palms!

The Black-Robed Elder's hand froze in mid-air, his pupils shrinking to the size of needle points!

He wanted to shout for defense, but his throat felt as if it were being choked, and he couldn't make a sound at all!

The White-Robed Elder's face turned pale, and he retreated instinctively!

But his feet felt as if they were nailed into the Void Realm, unable to move at all!

That was the absolute suppression from a superior being!

Saint King? In front of these three palms, a Saint King was no different from an ant!

"This... this is impossible!" The Black-Robed Elder finally squeezed out a sound.

It was so hoarse it didn't sound like a human voice!

"This is at least... the Peak of the Saint King or the Eternal Realm!"

But he guessed wrong!

All three were Great Emperors!

But he no longer had the chance to know!

For a moment, the heavens and earth were silent, and all things were mute!

Only three giant hands of annihilation covered the sky and pressed down!

All the Holy Land Disciples inside the twenty-four warships were in chaos!

They felt the aura of death approaching!

"Full defense!!!"

"Hurry and defend!!!"

The Yuheng Holy Lord finally shouted, his voice turning hoarse!

Boom!

The defensive shields of the twenty-four warships were raised to the maximum simultaneously, and tens of thousands of Cultivators poured their spiritual power into them like madmen.

The spiritual light surged, and the layered defenses intertwined in the air, thick like a city wall.

But before the defense of Spiritual Qi could even fully unfold, those three palms crashed down!

There was no explosion, no flash of fire!

Tens of thousands of Cultivators, two Saint Kings, four Saints, eight Half-Saints, twenty-four warships, tens of thousands of Cultivators.

In this moment, they all turned into powder!

They dissipated into the air as if it had never happened!

Not even ashes were left behind!

Only the residual spiritual power fluctuations in the night sky proved that there had once been a battle here!

The Black-Robed Elder's last thought before death was: What kind of monster is the Gu Family?

Why would such a level of existence exist?

They didn't even have a chance to resist, directly turning into nothingness!

The three palms fell, and the heavens and earth returned to silence!

It was as if those tens of thousands of Cultivators, twenty-four warships, and two Saint Kings had never existed!

On a distant hilltop, the Loose Cultivators were still immersed in shock and hadn't come to their senses!

Some sat limp on the ground, some hugged their heads and muttered to themselves, and some were trembling all over!

Just then, an indifferent voice came from deep within the Gu Family, not loud, but it rang clearly in everyone's ears.

"The two Holy Lands attacked my Gu Family; this matter cannot be tolerated. The three of you, go and annihilate their nests. Leave no one alive!"

Gu Xuan's words were like a crack in the blue sky, resounding across the mountain range!

Annihilate the Holy Lands? And leave no one alive?

This was to completely wipe the two Holy Lands from the world!

In the world of cultivation, the strong prey on the weak, and cutting weeds and eliminating roots is the norm.

But the two Holy Lands had a Legacy spanning ten thousand years, deeply rooted, with Disciples spread everywhere.

To completely exterminate them, how could it be easy?

"The Gu Family is going to exterminate them all..."

"Nonsense! People already attacked their doorstep, should they keep them for the New Year?"

"But the two Holy Lands are so scattered, how long would it take to kill them all?"

The Loose Cultivators discussed among themselves, and no one felt that this matter could be easily accomplished.

Outside the great array, Yue Qingshuang, Yue Qingxue, and Jian Wuji stopped when they heard Gu Xuan's voice.

"The Master has given an order: the two Holy Lands, leave no one alive." Yue Qingshuang looked at Jian Wuji and Yue Qingxue.

"How should we divide them?"

This was a question worth pondering!

After all, they had three people but could only divide two cakes!

Yue Qingxue thought for a moment: "Yuheng belongs to me, Tianxuan belongs to you?"

"That works!"

Yue Qingshuang nodded and looked at Jian Wuji: "Senior Jian, would you like to rest?"

Jian Wuji shook his head, his tone indifferent: "No need for such trouble. If you want to take action, I can let you have them, but let me have them this time!"

He glanced at Gu Chen, who was peering out from the barrier inside the array, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"It just so happens that this time, I will let the Young Lord see what a sword is!"

Yue Qingshuang and Yue Qingxue exchanged a glance and stepped back.

"Then we shall watch Senior show off your skills!"

Jian Wuji nodded and took a step forward.

He raised his hand, and two swords appeared out of thin air in the Void Realm!

One was completely transparent, looming in and out of existence.

There was no light on the sword, no patterns, only endless void!

"This sword is named Illusion!" Jian Wuji's voice was very soft, but everyone heard it clearly.

The other sword followed closely behind, completely pitch black.

There were no decorations on the sword, yet it emitted an aura that made one's heart palpitate!

"This sword is named Innocent!"

The two swords hung in the Void Realm, their tips pointing towards the direction of the Yuheng Holy Land and the Tianxuan Holy Land in the distance!

Jian Wuji did not swing the sword, did not gather power, just took one look at the two swords.

"Go."

One word, understated.

The two swords moved simultaneously.

Two swords are enough!