57: Chapter 57: Their expressions changed drastically.

He no longer hoped to seize any treasure; his only remaining thought was to use the last of his life to completely tear the man before him to shreds!

"Blood Demon Disintegration, Saber Soul Heaven-Devourer!"

He let out a wild roar as his entire being instantly transformed into a streak of bloody light, proactively merging into the Ghost-headed Great Saber that had been blasted aside, its spiritual light dim.

Buzz!

After absorbing its master's essence blood and Divine Soul, the Ghost-headed Great Saber let out a shrill, mournful cry.

Bloody Demonic Patterns lit up frantically across the body of the blade.

A Saber Intent, condensing Xing Sha's lifelong cultivation and venomous malice, erupted violently, transforming into a hundred-zhang-long bloody saber beam that seemed capable of splitting the sky itself.

Then, that bloody saber beam, carrying a resolve for mutual destruction, slashed down toward Chu Xiao's head!

This strike had already surpassed the scope of the Golden Core Stage; it was the strongest blow Xing Sha had exchanged everything for, gambling his very life!

However, facing this world-destroying strike, Chu Xiao's face remained completely rippleless.

He merely shook his head slowly, a faint trace of disappointment in his eyes.

It was as if he were watching a dull, clumsy performance.

"Trash will always be trash."

He murmured softly to himself, and then, the moment that bloody saber beam was about to reach his body.

Once again, he simply and plainly took a step forward.

Facing the saber beam that split the firmament, he threw out his right punch.

This time, he utilized twenty percent of the True Intent of the Overlord.

There was no world-shaking momentum, nor any gorgeous or dazzling light and shadow.

There was only a more condensed, heavier, and more domineering force.

An ultimate true intent that seemed capable of piercing through this world with a single punch flashed and vanished from his fist, which didn't look particularly thick.

In the next instant, punch and saber collided violently!

Clang—!!!

A thunderous explosion erupted, turning into a terrifying sound wave visible to the naked eye that swept in all directions, turning the surrounding ruins completely into dust!

The expected world-shaking clash of energies did not occur.

That fist, wrapped in faint golden light, displayed an absolute, crushing dominance the moment it touched the bloody saber beam!

Crack!

That hundred-zhang saber beam, which condensed all of Xing Sha's essence, energy, and spirit, was actually like fragile glass; starting from the point of contact with the fist, it was instantly covered in cracks!

Immediately after, under the horrified gazes of the Jiuyou Sect Disciples, it shattered violently!

It turned into countless bloody specks of light, dissipating into the air.

The momentum of the punch remained undiminished!

It slammed heavily onto the main body of the Ghost-headed Great Saber.

Bang!

This demonic saber, a High Grade Spiritual Artifact, couldn't even hold out for a single breath before it was blasted into countless fragments on the spot by that peerless punch force!

"No!"

A shrill scream filled with unwillingness and despair came from the shattered blade.

That was Xing Sha's final Divine Soul wail.

But, it was all over.

The overbearing punch force shook his Divine Soul along with those Magic Treasure fragments into the most primitive nothingness.

A True Disciple of a generation from the Jiuyou Sect, a top Prodigy capable of ranking in the top five within the Sect—Xing Sha—was completely annihilated in both body and Soul!

The entire world fell back into an absolute, deathly silence.

The dozen or so Jiuyou Sect Disciples were each ashen-faced, their bodies shaking like sieves. They felt a chill rush from the soles of their feet straight to the crowns of their heads; even their Souls were trembling.

Dead?

Senior Brother Xing Sha, who had burned his essence blood and Divine Soul to unleash his strongest life-risking strike, was just... blown apart alive, along with his Magic Treasure, by a single punch?

A cross-realm instant kill!

This was no longer a Genius or a Prodigy! This was a monster!

"Run!"

Someone let out a distorted scream, instantly breaking the deathly silence.

The remaining Jiuyou Sect Disciples woke up as if from a dream.

They didn't have the slightest thought of revenge; each of them screamed and used every ounce of strength they had, turning into streaks of light and fleeing frantically in all directions.

However, at this moment, two equally powerful auras descended upon these ruins at extreme speed from two different directions in the sky.

"Hmm? Such dense Spiritual Qi fluctuations! A great treasure has appeared!"

"Quick! There's movement in the Zixiao Divine Temple!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Dozens of streaks of light landed around the Zixiao Divine Temple's martial arena almost simultaneously.

The newcomers were divided into two distinct camps.

On one side, everyone wore the white robes of the Tianyan Sect, their temperaments ethereal. Leading them was a man with a handsome face, sword-like eyebrows, and starry eyes, carrying an ancient longsword on his back. His entire aura was as deep as an abyss and as steady as a mountain. He was the Head True Disciple of the Tianyan Sect, hailed as the number one person of the younger generation in the Way of the Sword—Ye Fan!

The other side consisted entirely of demonic cultivators in the black robes of the Jiuyou Sect, each with a cold and powerful aura.

The youth at their head had a face so handsome it was almost demonic. As his phoenix eyes opened and closed, it was as if demonic light was flowing within them. He was the undisputed number one Prodigy of the Jiuyou Sect, the most prized Personal Disciple of Old Demon Guisha—Shen Fei!

These two existences were as dazzling as the sun and moon among the younger generation of the Da Qian Cultivation World.

At this moment, they had actually converged here coincidentally.

As soon as they landed, their gazes were deeply attracted to the purple Jade Slip floating beneath the Spiritual Qi vortex in the center of the arena.

"Earth-Grade Cultivation Technique!"

Whether it was Ye Fan or Shen Fei, the moment they saw that Jade Slip, their pupils shrank suddenly, and an undisguisable heat erupted in their eyes.

However, they soon noticed the eerie atmosphere of this place.

Shen Fei's gaze swept around and saw the fragments of the Ghost-headed Great Saber scattered all over the ground, as well as several fellow Disciples who were about to flee but were frozen in place by their arrival.

His brow furrowed sharply as an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

"Where is Xing Sha?" he asked in a cold voice.

Hearing this, the Jiuyou Sect Disciples trembled. One of them pointed a shaking finger toward the white-robed youth standing calmly not far away, his voice sobbing and filled with endless fear: "Shen... Senior Brother Shen... Senior Brother Xing Sha... he was... blown apart by that man... with one punch!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire field went into an uproar!

Whether it was the newly arrived Tianyan Sect Disciples or the Jiuyou Sect demonic cultivators, everyone's gaze "swished" and focused entirely on Chu Xiao.

"What?!"

For the first time, a look of disbelief appeared on Shen Fei's demonic, handsome face.

A ripple also appeared in Ye Fan's eyes. A True Disciple beside him even cried out in lost composure: "Xing Sha is dead? Killed by him? How is this possible!"

They all felt the aura on Chu Xiao's body—the Peak of the fifth level of the Golden Core Stage.

Although this cultivation was not weak, to say he could blow apart Xing Sha, who was at the Peak of the ninth level of the Golden Core Stage and had comprehended Saber Intent, with a single punch was simply a fantasy!

However, when their Divine Thoughts carefully swept over Chu Xiao's body...

The top prodigies of both Sects, their expressions all changed drastically!