61: Chapter 61 The Insurmountable Barrier Between Mortals and Immortals

However, just as that killing blow was about to land...

The young man standing at the center made a move that left everyone dumbfounded.

Facing that blood-colored blade glow, which was enough to drive any Cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage to despair.

Not only was there no trace of fear on Chu Xiao's face.

Instead, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, his face full of disdain.

"Is the power gained by burning your Origin merely this much?"

He muttered calmly to himself.

Then, under everyone's ghost-seeing gazes, he actually flipped his wrist and slowly retracted the golden, brilliant god-slaying sword back into his Storage Ring.

He sheathed his sword! He actually put away his sword!

"What... what is he trying to do?!"

Ye Fan cried out in shock, his mind going blank.

Right then, Chu Xiao moved.

He slowly raised his right hand, fingers spread wide; the sharp edge belonging to a Sword Cultivator in his eyes quietly faded away.

Replacing it was an ancient, vast aura, as if it could suppress the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

The supreme, overbearing Dominator's will that governed the rise and fall of mountains and rivers!

"You are not yet worthy of seeing my sword."

"Against trash like you, my fists are enough."

The moment his cold voice fell, the slumbering Primordial Mountain Monarch Dominator True Intent within Chu Xiao's body suddenly awakened!

The Chaos golden light spiritual energy inside him...

...like a golden torrent breaking a dam, surged frantically toward his right palm!

His hands quickly formed seals; the movements were simple and unadorned.

Yet they contained a mysterious charm of the Great Dao's simplicity.

In an instant, a massive, brilliant golden palm print rapidly condensed in front of him!

The palm print was only a few feet large at first, but in a flash, it expanded rapidly.

Forty meters! Fifty meters!

Finally, it transformed into a sky-propping giant palm over sixty meters in size, with palm lines clearly visible!

And the moment this golden palm print took shape...

"Go."

A single word escaped Chu Xiao's lips.

That massive golden palm print, silent yet carrying an unparalleled and terrifying power...

...slammed down fiercely against that heaven-cleaving, earth-shattering blood-colored blade glow!

In the next moment, the golden palm print and the blood-colored blade glow collided violently under countless horrified gazes!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any world-destroying energy storm.

Only a moment of absolute silence.

Then, in Shen Fei's suddenly constricted pupils, filled with fear and bewilderment...

...his proudest, strongest strike upon which he had bet everything...

...that thirty-plus-zhang-long blood-colored blade glow...

...the moment it touched the golden palm print, it actually let out a crisp wail like fragile porcelain!

Crack!

A crack appeared at the tip of the blade glow.

Then, it spread across the entire blade in an instant like a plague!

Boom!!!

The blood-colored blade glow shattered!

Turning into blood-colored spots of light dancing in the sky.

They were completely purified by the brilliant overbearing intent contained within the golden palm print, vanishing into nothingness!

And after crushing the blade glow, the golden palm print's power did not diminish in the slightest.

Still carrying that supreme Divine Might that crushed everything...

...it slammed down heavily toward Shen Fei, who was already scared out of his wits and had forgotten even to flee!

"No!!"

A shrill scream filled with resentment, fear, and despair echoed through the clouds.

But it was all too late.

Rumble!!!

The sky-propping giant palm crashed down.

The entire arena of the Zixiao Divine Temple shook violently!

When the dust slowly cleared, only a bottomless, terrifying palm-shaped crater over a hundred zhang in diameter with edges as smooth as a mirror remained.

As for Shen Fei, that insufferably arrogant number one Prodigy of the Jiuyou Sect...

...not even a trace of flesh or blood remained.

He was completely erased from this world by that single palm strike.

Body and soul utterly destroyed!

The whole world fell completely silent.

Everyone seemed petrified, staring blankly at the massive palm print.

Then they looked at the young man in white who was slowly withdrawing his palm.

His expression was calm and indifferent.

Their brains had completely lost the ability to think.

"Ah! A devil! He's a devil!"

After an unknown amount of time, a scream broke the silence.

Qi Yuan, ranked second in the Jiuyou Sect.

He was the first to wake from the endless fear; he let out a strange cry.

Completely disregarding fellow Disciple bonds or Sect missions.

He turned and transformed into a streak of light, fleeing toward the distance as if his life depended on it.

His action was like a signal.

All the remaining Jiuxi Sect Disciples woke as if from a dream.

One after another, as if gone mad, they turned into streaks of light and fled in panic in all directions.

However, Chu Xiao only gave them a cold glance.

He casually pressed his fingers together like a sword and made a random slashing motion toward Qi Yuan, who was fleeing at the very front.

Chiss!

A faint golden Sword Qi flashed and vanished, instantly crossing a distance of a thousand zhang, silently...

...entering from the back of Qi Yuan's heart and exiting through his chest.

Qi Yuan's desperately fleeing figure suddenly stiffened, the life in his eyes rapidly fading.

He fell powerlessly from mid-air like a kite with a broken string.

This sword strike completely shattered the final psychological defense of all the Jiuyou Sect Disciples.

Looking at that figure who was like a god of slaughter.

They could no longer harbor even the slightest thought of resistance.

Finally, Chu Xiao withdrew his gaze and ignored those stray dogs.

He slowly turned around, his gaze falling upon the group of Tianyan Sect Disciples led by Ye Fan, who were already dumbstruck with shock.

Once again, the entire field fell into absolute silence.

The wind seemed to have stopped.

Everything that had just happened was like a bizarre yet incredibly bloody nightmare.

It was deeply engraved in the depths of everyone's Divine Soul.

With one punch, he had blown apart Xing Sha, the fifth True Disciple of the Jiuyou Sect.

With another punch, he crushed Wu Yong, the fourth True Disciple.

With one sword strike, he had suppressed the Jiuyou Sect's undisputed number one Prodigy, Shen Fei, in a direct confrontation.

Finally, when Shen Fei did not hesitate to burn his Origin to perform a Forbidden Technique and unleash a supreme strike at the Half-step Nascent Soul stage...

He didn't even bother to draw his sword, instead delivering a backhand palm strike.

It completely erased that world-destroying power along with Shen Fei himself from this world.

Finally, with a casual point, a strand of Sword Qi crossed a thousand zhang.

Effortlessly harvesting the life of the fleeing second True Disciple of the Jiuyou Sect, Qi Yuan.

Between his every move, he slaughtered the top Prodigies of the Jiuyou Sect like pigs and dogs!

This was no longer something that could be described by 'powerful' or 'Prodigy.'

This was a complete and total crushing!

Within the Tianyan Sect camp, the faces of Ye Fan, Gu Xu, and the others were deathly pale.

Their bodies trembled slightly from the extreme shock.

They stared blankly at that back, standing with hands behind it, with an indifferent expression.

The small amount of pride they felt as fellow Tianyan Sect True Disciples had long since been crushed to pieces.

Not even a speck of residue remained.

They even had a ridiculous illusion, as if there was a chasm named 'Mortals and Immortals' between them and Chu Xiao.