Chapter 530

"As for the rest of you, Padmasambhava — do you really think your crude art of fate-calculation can block this Seat's perception?"

Ximen Wudi dealt with Prince Zichu, then his gaze sharpened.

The four bodies of Living Buddha Padmasambhava all burst apart at once.

Then from within the four bodies, four little figures crawled out.

"The great tribulation of Heaven and Earth is upon us; this Seat can't be bothered to kill you any longer. Get lost!"

With that, he rolled up a sleeve-wind and directly sent the four little figures fanning off into nowhere.

Having dealt with these, Ximen Wudi finally turned his gaze slowly toward Zi Yi Jing Wang, the corners of his mouth curving as he asked,

"I didn't expect Zi Yi Jing Wang to appear in the world this early — but you dare come out without having comprehended the Earth-Grade Mahā?"

Zi Yi Jing Wang's face changed drastically; the Earth-Grade Mahā was his trump-card ultimate technique.

It was a sliver he had stolen from the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen while she was cultivating, taking her off guard.

Over the years, Zi Yi Jing Wang had been trying to comprehend it, but in the end it was simply too profound.

"You may also get lost. The one who wants to kill you is not this Seat."

Ximen Wudi flicked his robe sleeve once more, and even the formidable Zi Yi Jing Wang was sent fanning off into nowhere.

Once these people were dealt with, the entire mountain valley held only Shangguan Yun, Brother Chamu, and the divine dragon coiling in the sky, not even daring to breathe.

"You big worm — are you willing to follow your Long Zhu and enter my Qinglong Society with the three of them?"

This remark was addressed to the divine dragon of Tianshan.

The once-majestic divine dragon now nodded again and again like a little dog.

Seeing Di Shitian and the others were once again rendered speechless.

Although this divine dragon's strength was only at the Mythical Realm, on par with Monk Naomo and Monk Huanxi in combat power,

it was still a divine dragon, after all!

How could it have not a shred of dragon dignity, agreeing to Ximen Wudi just like that?

Was it because the Great Dragon Head was simply too strong, or because everything else in the world was too weak?

Ximen Wudi paid no more heed to this, merely turning to look at Di Shitian and instructing,

"Go back and tell the several Dragon Heads that the great tribulation of Heaven and Earth is upon us — they must raise their strength as quickly as possible."

"Also, find a way to 'gift' those Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon to Great Qin!"

"This Seat is off!"

The second sentence was delivered to Di Shitian by means of transmitted sound.

It made Di Shitian find it strange — why had Ximen Wudi deliberately not killed Bai Qi and Shang Yang?

And why did he want to "gift" the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon to Great Qin?

But Ximen Wudi clearly would not say more; as his words ended, his figure also gradually faded away.

"Huh? Great Dragon Head?"

Di Shitian and the others all felt somewhat dumbfounded.

How had Ximen Wudi merely shown his face and then vanished again?

While they were puzzling, Xiao Jingtian spoke slowly in an uncertain tone,

"This one — perhaps that just now wasn't the Great Dragon Head!"

"Wasn't the Great Dragon Head? What do you mean?"

"Legend has it that the sword Dao has one move called 'Sword Qi Lingering Form'!"

"This move can leave behind an image of a sword Dao powerhouse, almost indistinguishable from the real thing!"

Hearing this, Xiao Aoshi hurriedly said,

"Big Brother, don't talk nonsense! This is indistinguishable from the real thing?"

"Under the explosion of the 'Thunder Fire Bomb', didn't we all think we were about to die?"

"Yet the Great Dragon Head took it lightly with your so-called 'Sword Qi Lingering Form'."

"Then by that logic, what level is the Great Dragon Head's true body's cultivation, exactly?"

At these words, Di Shitian and the others all froze.

That's right!

The "Thunder Fire Bomb" was reputed to be capable of wounding even a Shattered Realm powerhouse.

In other words, this "Thunder Fire Bomb" absolutely counts as an attack from a Shattered Realm powerhouse.

To be able to take an attack from a Shattered Realm powerhouse lightly — it must be above the Shattered Realm.

But if by some special method like "Sword Qi Lingering Form" one created an indistinguishable clone,

and with only the clone took a strike from a Shattered Realm powerhouse —

what level of cultivation would that be, exactly?

An immortal? Or what…

The Twelve Realms of martial Dao have nothing above the Shattered Realm!

At this moment, all three of Di Shitian's group felt their minds in utter chaos.

After a long while, Di Shitian instead nodded in agreement,

"Actually, what Xiao Jingtian said is correct."

"When this Seat had no injuries on him, his cultivation was at mid Shattered Realm."

"What a pity — I went looking for death at the peak of Qinglong, provoking the Great Dragon Head."

"He didn't even strike; with mere aura alone, he grievously wounded me."

"Even to this day, I have not fully recovered from those injuries."

"So the Grand Dragon Head could send a 'Sword Qi Avatar' incarnation, and casually snuff out the 'Thunder Fire Bombs'."

"All of this seems rather unremarkable…"

"What? You're at mid Shattered Realm?"

Xiao Jingtian and Xiao Aoshi's jaws dropped once again.

The man who had just been on the verge of clinging to the Grand Dragon Head and weeping was actually a super powerhouse at mid Shattered Realm?

What kind of joke is this!

351 There are no gods under heaven!

Following Ximen Wudi, who had appeared in a possible 'Sword Qi Avatar' incarnation,

he crushed and routed numerous experts of the Great Qin and Great Yuan.

Of those who had fought the Qinglong Society and were not yet dead, only Shang Yang and Bai Qi remained.

Although he did not know what Ximen Wudi intended, since Ximen Wudi had not killed them, Di Shitian would not act on his own.

He simply ignored the two, took Xiao Jingtian and his companion, and entered Long Yin Grotto.

After finding the Divine Judge and Divine General, he brought along the remaining six Long Zhu, and also the Ice Sovereign who had just been knocked unconscious,

then leapt directly onto the Divine Dragon's back, rode the Divine Dragon away from Mount Qilian, and headed toward Qinglong Peak.

Shang Yang and Bai Qi, surviving the calamity, were about to carry Prince Zichu's Tao Yong and the He Shi Bi back to Great Qin.

Unexpectedly, that Tao Yong directly crumbled into powder and dispersed into the air.

"Sigh! This time Great Qin has lost His Highness Prince Zhuangxiang — I wonder how Your Majesty will punish us."

Bai Qi sighed. Prince Zichu was currently Great Qin's strongest combatant, yet here he had been struck by Ximen Wudi's 'Sword Qi Avatar',

turned into a Tao Yong without the slightest resistance, and then scattered on the wind.

"It doesn't matter! As long as Lishan stands, His Highness Prince Zhuangxiang can still return."

Shang Yang offered some comfort, then left with Bai Qi, carrying the He Shi Bi.

Once everyone had gone, in the valley only Shangguan Yun and Cha Mulong remained.

Cha Mulong had been poisoned by the Blood Severing Venom, and had endured for a long time amid the battle's aftershocks of this world-shaking fight.

By now he already felt as though his oil was spent and his lamp guttering out.

Shangguan Yun's situation was considerably better than his; this time Shangguan Yun had busied himself greatly.

In the end, he had reaped only the result of bearing a heavy injury himself, with the Liudamen Sect and the other five sect leaders all perishing.

He himself had gained not the slightest benefit.

The resentment in his heart had nowhere to vent, and instead turned into hatred toward Cha Mulong.

It just so happened that his condition was somewhat better than Cha Mulong's.