Jidao Wusheng: I am invincible in my flesh and tear the weirdness apart with my bare hands

"Zhang Lingshan!"

A loud shout echoed across the entire Ling Mountain: "Come out! Hand over the Lingguang and Heiming swords, kneel down and kowtow, sever your meridians, and disband Ling Mountain, and I may spare your life."

It was the voice of Chu Siming from the Sword Sect.

He hovered above Mount Ling, standing tall and proud, his face radiating confidence as he looked down at the mountain, a soft hum playing on his lips.

but.

He appeared to be disdainful on the surface, but in reality, he was extremely shocked.

This newly established sacred mountain, a sacred mountain quietly built by an unknown young man, is surprisingly magnificent.

Unbelievable!

In particular, within this sacred mountain, there is a suspended mountain, from which one can see the swirling spiritual energy even when viewed from afar.

If you say there's no spiritual vein here, Chu Siming absolutely refuses to believe it.

However, the spiritual veins of the Nine Provinces Continent had long been divided up by the eight ancient sects.

Where did this sacred mountain obtain its spiritual veins from?
Could it be that this kid is truly blessed with good fortune?
Chu Siming couldn't help but feel incredibly jealous.

Even a genius like myself from the Sword Sect doesn't have such luck, yet this kid who appeared out of nowhere has taken advantage of the world.

How could we let him have his way?

Today, I, Chu Siming, will use the sword seal bestowed upon me by the Sword Saint Ancestor to completely sever the fortune of you, Zhang Lingshan.

What kind of bullshit Mount Ling is this? It dares to claim that it bears the inheritance of all the great Daos in the world.

Are you worthy?
"Who dares to address my master by his name!"

A tiger roared and leaped out from the sacred mountain, pouncing fiercely towards Chu Siming.

Chu Siming sneered and snorted coldly, "Where did this beast come from?"

laugh.

He simply pointed at something.

A sword aura pierced through the air, instantly penetrating Tiger Peak. Tiger Peak let out a miserable howl, and its massive body plummeted from the sky.

"So strong!"

Upon seeing this, all the demons on the Demon Peak of Ling Mountain were shaken to their core and could not help but tremble.

although.

The Demon Alliance no longer exists; it was absorbed by Zhang Lingshan and became the Demon Peak of Lingshan.

Moreover, Hu Feng was no longer the leader of the alliance, but became Zhang Lingshan's mount and pet.

However, regardless of the circumstances, Hu Feng's strength is undeniable.

Even the current leader of Demon Peak, She Zhengming, is only about as strong as the leader of Tiger Peak.

In other words, Hu Feng is the strongest among all the demonic beasts.

But before he could even make a move, he was easily defeated by the young man with a single finger, and was seriously injured.

The difference in strength between the two sides is so great that it cannot be measured in words.

terror!
Who exactly is this young man who suddenly appeared and started shouting, and why is he so strong?
Could Zhang Lingshan, the mountain master, be a match for the other side?
The demons couldn't help but begin to have doubts.

After all, they joined Lingshan only because they were ordered to do so by the alliance leader Hu Feng, and they had not personally witnessed Zhang Lingshan's strength.

Now that they have witnessed Chu Siming's strength, even the supreme expert they considered, Hu Feng, was no match for him. How could they not feel fear?
"Don't panic, everyone."

Snake Zhengming hurriedly shouted, "With the Mountain Lord here, the other side can't cause any trouble. Look! The Mountain Lord has made his move!"

The words have not yet fallen.

The demons saw a jewel-like mist fly out from the main peak of the mountain, instantly enveloping Tiger Peak's massive body.

then.

Tiger Peak's body stopped falling and instead slowly rose into the air, lying prostrate in front of the main peak of the mountain.

"Master, this little beast is incompetent and has troubled you."

Hu Feng bowed in shame and said.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhang Lingshan's voice came calmly: "The opponent is a Sword Sect expert. He came prepared this time. It is already quite remarkable that you were able to withstand one of his fingers. Get up."

"Thank you for your forgiveness, Master!"

Hu Feng was overjoyed and immediately raised his head, shouting at Chu Siming in the air: "You little thief, a piece of trash from the Sword Sect. So what if you injured me? My master has already healed me without breaking a sweat. You can't even kill me, yet you dare to challenge my master? Go back now and call your elders."

Chu Siming was furious and shouted, "Zhang Lingshan, don't you dare to come out? Hiding behind that stupid little beast, you dare to claim to bear the inheritance of the world and suppress the world's fortune? If you have the guts, come out and fight me!"

"This young man from the Sword Sect may seem reckless and competitive, but he is not entirely brainless. He even knows how to provoke Zhang Lingshan out of Lingshan."

In a secluded spot some distance away, an old man with sword-like eyebrows offered a calm comment.

This person, named Jian Tianya, is the sect leader of the Tianjian Sect and a member of the Demon Suppression Alliance under Zhang Weigang. His strength ranks among the top three in the Demon Suppression Alliance, even stronger than Bei Suifeng of the Beiming Sect.

at this time.

He stood to Zhang Weigang's side, smiling as he commented, looking quite interested.

"Old Sword".

Another burly old man with long hair and beard laughed and said, "Tell me, if you were facing that little beast, could you pierce it with a single finger?"

This old man was named Zhu Long, the master of the Divine Dragon Palace, and his strength was not to be underestimated.

Jian Tianya snorted, "That little beast is no ordinary beast; it is Tiger Peak, the leader of the Demon Alliance. How could I possibly pierce through it with a single finger? Don't underestimate him just because he was subdued by Zhang Lingshan. That Sword Sect disciple was able to pierce through Tiger Peak with a single finger; he must have received the divine power of the Sword Saint Ancestor. Otherwise, how could he, at such a young age, have accomplished such a feat?"

Zhu Long laughed and said, "So you know you can't do it, huh? Just now, listening to your comments about others, you seemed to think you were better than them, huh? Why don't you go and comment on them yourself?"

"you!"

Jian Tianya's eyebrows shot up in anger.

Damn it, even if I'm not as good as that kid, it's only because that kid received the divine power of the Sword Saint Ancestor.

In terms of true skill, how could I not be qualified to comment?

Moreover.

My mouth is on my face, I can comment however I want, what's it to you?
"Shut up, everyone!"

Before Jian Tianya could refute, Zhang Weigang's voice rang out in a gloomy tone.

Seeing this, everyone quickly shut up and dared not continue talking nonsense.

Although no one knew why Alliance Leader Zhang Weigang was in a bad mood, no one dared to ask too many questions, lest they offend him.

"Can anyone recognize the method Zhang Lingshan used to treat Hu Feng?"

Zhang Weigang suddenly asked in a deep voice.

Everyone stared at each other, indicating they had no idea.

Sect Master Yin Luo of the Falling Flower Sect speculated, "It should be related to the fortune and spiritual energy of their Spirit Mountain. If it's outside the Spirit Mountain area, this method probably won't work."

"Yes."

"That's the truth."

"That Sword Sect brat must have realized this too, which is why he tried to provoke Zhang Lingshan to leave Lingshan."

Everyone nodded in agreement with Yin Luo's statement.

Although Yin Luo's strength wasn't considered strong among the group, this old man did have his merits and was more useful than Zhang Xiaonu, that good-for-nothing.

Thinking of Zhang Xiaonu, Zhu Long immediately said, "By the way, why didn't Zhang Xiaonu come this time? And what about that kid Bei Suifeng?"

Yin Luo said, "Have you forgotten? When Zhang Lingshan uttered his Daoist words, he mentioned the parasites that appeared from the Upper Realm. It's clear he must have seen them before, which is why he mentioned them. I reckon that so-called Zhang family ancestor appeared, and Zhang Xiaonu naturally went to him again. This guy's servile nature is hard to change."

"Old Yin is right, but what about Bei Suifeng?"

Zhu Long asked again.

Zhang Weigang remained silent.

He dared not reveal the truth, lest it destabilize the morale of the troops.

After all, if everyone knew that Zhang Lingshan killed Bei Suifeng, and Zhang Weigang didn't even dare to lift a finger and just ran away, where would Zhang Weigang's prestige be?

Therefore, all I could do was remain silent and pretend I knew nothing.

Since he didn't answer, the others naturally had no way to respond either, and everyone fell silent, quietly looking into the distance.

As expected, Zhang Lingshan, being young and impetuous, couldn't withstand provocation and foolishly flew beyond the boundaries of Lingshan to face Chu Siming directly. "How dare you!"

Chu Siming shouted, then burst into laughter: "Hahaha! Zhang Lingshan, you fool! Now that you're out, don't even think about going back! Take this!"

laugh!
He didn't dare to say anything more, fearing that Zhang Lingshan would sense something was wrong and return to Lingshan, which would make him even harder to kill.

Therefore, Chu Siming's first move was an ultimate killing move.

The sword mark between his brows flickered wildly, and streams of brilliant sword energy surged out from it, transforming into an endless river of sword energy that roared toward Zhang Lingshan.

this moment.

Chu Siming no longer seemed to be a person, but a vessel, a sword box that contained countless precious swords.

He was completely immobilized, his entire body enveloped in incredible sword energy.

He only found out then.

Why did the Sword Saint Ancestor send him instead of choosing someone else?

It wasn't because he had met Zhang Lingshan once before, but because he had crossed the River of Tribulation and successfully broken the Sword Tribulation.

If not.

Now that the sword seal has been activated, I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to unleash its power before I'm torn to shreds.

'Hmm, this aura…'

While motionless, Chu Siming suddenly sensed a familiar aura, and then saw a familiar figure fly out from the sword mark between his eyebrows.

"Junior Sister Ling'er!"

Chu Siming's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but cry out.

pity.

His own power was completely suppressed by the sword imprint, and he was now merely a vessel, unable to unleash his full potential. He could only watch helplessly as Zhuo Ling'er controlled the endless river of swords to attack Zhang Lingshan.

'It turns out that Junior Sister Ling'er wasn't saved by the Sword Saint Ancestor at all, but was instead refined into a sword spirit.'

Chu Siming suddenly felt a sense of fear.

You must know that when he, Zhuo Ling'er, and their respective masters fought against Zhang Lingshan, although Zhuo Ling'er was seriously injured, she was not necessarily going to die.

and.

At that time, they abandoned their pursuit of Zhang Lingshan and immediately sent Zhuo Ling'er back to the Sword Sect for treatment.

According to Chu Siming's idea, the Sword Sect has many experts, and with the Sword Saint Ancestor in charge, rescuing Zhuo Ling'er should not be a problem at all.

Therefore, he went to the River of Calamity for tempering immediately, instead of visiting Zhuo Ling'er.

He believed that Zhuo Ling'er would survive.

But I didn't expect it.

Ling'er, who could have survived, died instead and even turned into a sword spirit.

What's even more despairing is that Ling'er's sword spirit has been placed on the sword mark between her eyebrows.

It should be noted that the sword spirits within the sword seal are all disposable items.

Once the sword seal is released, the sword spirit will launch a desperate attack, ultimately perishing together with the enemy.

In other words.

When Chu Siming unleashed his sword seal at Zhang Lingshan, it was tantamount to killing his junior sister Zhuo Ling'er with his own hands.

'Sword Saint Ancestor, why are you doing this?!'

Chu Siming roared with anguish in his heart.

He watched helplessly as his junior sister Zhuo Ling'er and Jianhe rushed towards Zhang Lingshan's body, exploding together and turning into endless sword energy that completely engulfed Zhang Lingshan.

Also submerged were all of Zhuo Ling'er's souls.

this moment.

His junior sister Zhuo Ling'er, who had cultivated the Black Nether and Spirit Light swords with him since childhood, was completely annihilated.

Right before his eyes, he was sent away and destroyed by his own hands.

And myself.

But there was nothing they could do.

Two streams of hot tears flowed from Chu Siming's eyes.

For the first time, he felt a profound sense of powerlessness, a despair far more intense than when he fought Zhang Lingshan.

In that battle, although he was no match for Zhang Lingshan, it was because Zhang Lingshan had captured Zhuo Ling'er, so he was afraid to act rashly. At least he was not captured and still had a chance to fight.

But now.

Chu Siming felt as if all the strength had been drained from his body, and he was just a walking corpse.

He was just a pawn of the Sword Saint Ancestor!

This pain and despair are worse than letting Zhang Lingshan kill me.

At least.

That would be a quicker and more painless death.

Crackling!

Bang bang bang bang!
clap clap!

The Sword River shattered, the wind howled, thunder roared, and sword energy crisscrossed...

this moment.

Everyone witnessed that Zhang Lingshan, the man who was said to suppress the fortune of the Nine Provinces and shoulder all the inheritances of the world, was submerged in the endless river of swords before he could even make a single move.

Centered on Zhang Lingshan's body, the area within a radius of dozens of miles was engulfed by the Jianhe gas explosion.

The explosive force sent Chu Siming, the master who released the Sword River, flying dozens of miles away, leaving him pale and coughing up several liters of blood.

Then.

What terrifying impact will Zhang Lingshan, who is in the midst of it, experience?

The boundless sword energy condensed into boundless sword intent, and the rules of heaven and earth seemed to be suppressed by the sword intent.

The world seemed to change color at that moment.

Has Heaven realized that it trusted the wrong person and begun to withdraw the blessings it had bestowed upon them?
Ding Ding Ding Ding!

From a hidden corner, beside Zhang Weigang, a sudden sound came, startling everyone who looked over.

I saw.

It was Jian Tianya's personal sword that was trembling.

"The overwhelming sword intent began to draw my sword, and all the swords within a hundred miles were now rushing to lend a helping hand to that sword intent."

Jian Tianya's expression changed drastically, unable to hide the immense shock in his heart.

Is this the Sword Saint Ancestor's method?

He didn't even need to lift a finger, or even show his face; he simply sent out a disciple, and the sword intent was unleashed with such immense power and terror.

Unbelievable!

That is to say, Jian Tianya's strength is not weak, and he can suppress the sword.

As for everyone else…

rub rub!
Clang clang!
The sound of swords being drawn was incessant.

In the blink of an eye, countless swords flew out from the ground in all directions, rushing madly towards the storm of sword intent in the sky.

Just as Jian Tianya said.

All the precious swords within a hundred miles must rush to lend a helping hand to that sword intent!

"How can this person still live?"

Every spectator asked this question.

This day.

The whole world has witnessed what it means to have the strongest power in the world.

The Sword Saint Ancestor is terrifying indeed! (End of Chapter)