The Prodigies War

Chapter 1527 Refining the Supreme Saint Physical Cultivation

Chapter 1527 Refining the Supreme Saint Physical Cultivation

“He’s actually unwounded!” Tu Wankong’s pupils shrank, and his expression changed. “His physical cultivation has actually also reached the supreme Saint stage!”

In the distance, Lin Xun looked like a divine being. His body was glowing brightly, and his eyes were flashing like cold lightning. Every pore of his skin was filled with the Nine Pure Dao Light.

Le Xuexiu and the others felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

As supreme Saints, they knew about physical cultivation better than anyone else. They understood that it was incredibly difficult and challenging for cultivators to set foot into the Supreme Saint Stage with their physical cultivation!

Among the seven of them, Tu Wankong was the only one who had done so.

And among the eight domains, at most, only a few out of one thousand supreme Saints possessed a Saint’s body.

Everyone believed that Tu Wankong’s fatal and terrifying blow was enough to severely wound Lin Xun.

But it seemed they were all wrong!

Or perhaps, they were wrong from the start. Only now did they realize that Lin Xun had also reached the Supreme Saint Stage with his physical cultivation!

Hu—

Seeing that Lin Xun was perfectly fine, both Little Silver and Ruowu heaved a sigh of relief.

“You’re pretty strong, but you will need to train for perhaps another ten thousand years if you want to wound me.”

Lin Xun’s eyes were locked on Tu Wankong in the distance. “Now, it’s time for you to take a punch of mine!”

Boom!

He only needed to take one step forward to teleport across the air with his physical cultivation powers. In the blink of an eye, he was standing before Tu Wankong and wielding his fist upwards to kill.

The dazzling fist power erupted with dragon- and elephant-like roars, as if it was about to obliterate the galaxy.

The inheritance of the Divine Elephant Martial Emperor!

However, it was activated by Lin Xun using the secrets of the Nine Pure Saint Body Art.

It felt as though every corner of the world was filled with the terrifying fist. Its mighty dao light oppressed the void to the point that nearby spaces were exploding and collapsing.

“This is bad!”

Tu Wankong’s expression dramatically changed.

Although he was a physical cultivation supreme Saint and he had absolute confidence in his strength, he was petrified when he was faced with Lin Xun’s punch.

“Open!” As he bellowed, his body that seemed to be made out of divine lights erupted with terrifying strength, stirring the winds and clouds in every direction.

Bang!

The two collided. Tu Wankong’s arm split open inch by inch from the palm to the shoulder and was left badly mangled.

Then, he was blasted across the air.

He coughed up blood, his expression aghast.

He was also a physical cultivation supreme Saint, yet when compared to Lin Xun, he felt small and insignificant, as if Lin Xun was an unshakable mountain.

Boom!

Lin Xun gave Tu Wankong no time to think as he was already charging forward to kill.

In a flash, he launched three punches.

The first punch sent Tu Wankong shaking like crazy. His blood and qi tumbled throughout his body, and his seven orifices started to bleed. The impact made him see stars for a minute.

With the second punch, Tu Wankong frantically drew back and dodged. Even so, his arms exploded and split open.

The third punch utterly crushed his defense and left his body riddled with wounds and holes. It was unknown how many bones were broken under that punch.

Boom!

His body thudded to the ground, but strangely, in just a few breaths, the injuries all over his body were restored like nothing happened.

Only his deathly pale face and feeble breath proved the seriousness of his injuries.

But he was a physical cultivation supreme Saint!

People like him could survive a life-threatening danger as long as a drop of their blood remained. They would only be wiped out if every inch of their flesh and blood was destroyed.

“You’re nothing special.”

Lin Xun’s expression was ice-cold. He flicked his sleeve. “Then, I’ll send you on your way!”

Boom!

The Great Confinement Killer Sword Array that was made out of three thousand Taixuan Sword Qi took shape. The terrifying sword qi clattered as the array enveloped everything.

Tu Wankong was terror-stricken.

“Quickly stop him!”

Le Xuexiu and others desperately came to the rescue.

They had been surrounding Lin Xun all along, but Lin Xun moved too fast and the power of his punch was too terrifying.

But when they saw that Tu Wankong could barely hold on, they all started to fight with their lives.

If they were defeated one by one, then likely no one would be able to leave here alive today!

Clang!

At that moment, Lin Xun brought out the Broken Blade.

The magnificent snowy white Broken Blade shot across the sky like an illusion, leaving a beautiful trail of brilliant light behind it and emitting a murderous aura that defied the heavens.

Lin Xun’s spirit cultivation was unleashed to its fullest at that moment.

The Yuan Word Inheritance, Extreme Word Inheritance and Zhu Word Inheritance...the three inheritance arts were activated at the same time, striking enemies from every direction!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Broken Blade repeatedly flashed as it made several slashing strokes, releasing a fierce and monstrous killing intent. All offensives were torn down without trouble.

Whether it was Le Xuexiu or the other supreme Saints, their expressions changed once again. How is that kid’s spirit cultivation power equally so terrifying?

Meanwhile, Lin Xun was manipulating the three thousand Taixuan Sword Qi to suppress and kill Tu Wankong.

Pu! Pu! Pu!

In the blink of an eye, Tu Wankong’s body was slashed with countless horrible wounds and blood was gushing out like waterfalls.

He screamed and writhed in agony. He was a physical cultivation supreme Saint, but he was like a wild beast trapped in a cage of blinding sword qi!

In truth, he was already badly wounded from Lin Xun’s relentless punches. Although he recovered with the help of his physical cultivation, his body was still injured and it was not a true invincible body.

“If all your flesh, blood, and spirit were slashed to pieces, can you still be resurrected?” Lin Xun’s expression was like ice. As he asked that question, a thought struck him.

As he asked that question, a thought struck him. Then, the surface of the three thousand Taixuan Sword Qi started to ripple with the Star Annihilation Heaven Devourer Dao.

Whenever the flesh and blood of Tu Wankong was slashed off, it would be devoured and refined by the terrifying annihilation power and turned into nothing.

Tu Wankong roared in pain. Although he was aware of the danger, however hard he tried to break free, it was to no avail.

Lin Xun was determined to kill, how would he allow him to escape from the hopeless situation?

Then, the never-ending sword qi enveloped Tu Wankong and every slash, tore his body into countless pieces. He restored himself, but very quickly, he was slashed into pieces once again...

In this endless cycle, his face grew paler and paler, his eyes dimmer and dimmer, and his aura became weaker and weaker.

Worst of all, every time his body was slashed into pieces, he felt like he was subjected to the cruelest torture of death of a thousand cuts. He almost broke down from the unbearable pain.

In a panic, Tu Wankong roared like a wild beast, “Save me! Save me!”

In the distance, Le Xuexiu and the others were also distraught, but all they could do was watch helplessly because all their attacks were blocked by the Broken Blade!

Regardless of how many dao arts they activated or what Saint treasures they brought out, it was to no avail!

“Save me—!”

Tu Wankong soon slipped into unconsciousness. He knew he could no longer hold on. But before death, he unleashed a bitter, deafening roar.

But in the end, rescue could not come in time.

Boom!

The array of three thousand sword qi completely drowned his body, devoured and refined his flesh and blood, and annihilated him from the world.

Lin Xun couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. It is indeed difficult to kill a physical cultivation supreme Saint!

Fortunately, Tu Wankong is finally dead!

Lin Xun withdrew the Three Thousand Taixuan Sword Qi that had feasted on the enemy’s blood and turned his attention to Le Xuexiu and the others.

In the sky, blood-colored light fell like a curtain and the sound of mourning echoed endlessly, making the heaven and earth tremble.

“Tu Wankong also died...” Le Xuexiu’s expression completely changed, and even his lips were quivering. He was no longer as calm as before.

In the past, he never took another glance at the cultivators from the Ancient Wasteland Domain. He always regarded himself superior and they were two-legged lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

But now, he started to feel fear!

Both She Taixing and Tu Wankong had fallen here, setting off the mourning visions of heaven and earth. Who would not be frightened?

“Your master has gotten rid of the most difficult one. Now...none of those old bastards can stop him,” Ruowu remarked leisurely but emotions were swirling inside of her.

Little Silver nodded fiercely and said fervently, “Just wait, I will become a Saint as soon as possible, and when I awaken my innate talent, I will also slaughter those old bastards like my Master!”

Boom!

When the two were chatting, Lin Xun began a killing spree on the battlefield.

He had already exposed his strength. If the remaining five supreme Saints were not idiots, they would give up on fighting with all their strengths and find a way to escape. That was the only way they could survive.

Therefore, the battle must be dealt with quickly.

“Slash!”

Lin Xun was unstoppable like a real dragon returning to the sea. The Broken Blade swept up into the air, and the Three Thousand Taixuan Sword Qi struck once again,

At the same time, he was unafraid of the average attack because he had his physical cultivation to rely on. This meant he could run wild on the battlefield without restraint!

Before Lin Xun’s killing intent had been ignited, he already suppressed the group of supreme Saints to the point that they struggled to lift their heads. How would it be any different now?

Very quickly, Le Xuexiu and the others raised their heads with great difficulty, faces twisted with fear.

So strong!

Ever since they had ascended to the Supreme Saint Stage, they had never come across such a heaven-defying opponent. He alone was enough to make them feel defenseless.

Pu!

Before long, the Broken Blade flashed and a bloody head tumbled down.

It was Tu Yanwen. When the battle first began, he was the first to attack Lin Xun, but he ended up horribly injured by Lin Xun.

This also made him the weakest opponent, and thus he was killed by Lin Xun on the spot!

His head flew across the air, his eyes bulging wide with fury and disbelief, and his headless body exploded midair, raining blood on the land.

The third supreme Saint died!

“Next!”

Lin Xun did not stop there. He flashed across the air and fixed his gaze on Feng Yunque.

Feng Yunque was clad in a blood-red daoist robe, but he was actually a ruthless character from the Black-Striped Demon Wasp Clan.

He trembled inwardly under Lin Xun’s gaze and then he yelled out, “Little bastard, die!”

An ancient blood-colored stamp soared into the sky. It was engraved with eighteen gory, purgatory-like diagrams, such as mountains of corpses and bones, seas of blood, and bloodbaths...

Blood Burial Stamp!

It was a sinister and murderous Saint weapon that had extraordinary powers.

Unless absolutely necessary, Feng Yunque would not resort to bringing out the treasure that he regarded as his life.

Hu—

The dark wind roared and the river of blood surged turbulently. Figures that looked like murderous Luocha[1] charged forth from the Blood Burial Stamp.

In the blink of an eye, the world seemed to transform into a bloody demonic realm!

Even Lin Xun narrowed his eyes. How many cultivators must one kill to be able to manipulate such a bloodthirsty and terrifying treasure?

Buzz—

Lin Xun turned his hand over, and the Dao Endless Pagoda emerged in his palm. The pagoda glittered like it was crafted from pure gold and divine glass, radiating a grand and immortal aura.

“Go!”

With a raise of his hand, the Dao Endless Pagoda spun forward with a roar.

The brilliant golden dao light flowing out of the pagoda alone was enough to dispel the foul bloodlust aura across the world!

1. evil spirits in Buddhist mythology who eat human flesh ?