Legend of Zixia

Chapter 269 I must obtain that weapon—and that woman!
Zixia's strike was far too powerful!
In an instant, all living beings outside the Jade Pool fell silent, and heaven and earth seemed to freeze.

All living beings—whether ancient royalty, human leaders, or reclusive monsters—stared wide-eyed, almost unable to believe what they were seeing.

She actually cleaved a saint in two.

This is a rebellion against a saint!

In the spiritual practice system, the word "saint" is of utmost importance.

The ultimate sainthood is like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, or a snake transforming into a true dragon—it is not a simple leap in realm, but a qualitative change in the essence of life!
Once one enters the Sacred Realm, one transcends the mortal realm, attains immortality of the physical body, and possesses a primordial spirit that reaches the heavens. One masters the "Sacred Domain Barrier," forming a domain of one's own, surrounded by laws, making it impervious to all laws.

Even if you are exceptionally talented and unparalleled in the Dao-Slaying Realm, even if you possess the power of the Six Forbidden Forces and the Seven Forbidden Formations, it is ultimately just an accumulation of quantitative changes.

Even when facing a sage, one still feels like a firefly gazing at the sun and moon.

A hair's breadth apart, and there's an insurmountable chasm!

If you can't overcome it, you'll face eternal suppression!

Throughout history, countless geniuses have emerged, and who wouldn't want to fight beyond their level? But only one person in all eternity has truly been able to break through the "Saintly Realm Barrier."

But now—

A human woman, with a single slash, severed the body of a saint, shattered his great Dao and divine laws, and destroyed his very foundation!
This was not a fluke, nor a sneak attack, but a direct confrontation where pure Tao and power were used to suppress and defeat it!
After a deathly silence, a deafening uproar erupted!

"How is this possible?!" an ancient king murmured. "If she hasn't attained sainthood, yet she can injure a saint... does that mean she has broken through the seventh level of forbidden realms and reached the legendary 'eighth level'?"

"Impossible!" another patriarch shook his head. "Even the Eight Forbidden Realms only bring us closer to sainthood; they still cannot truly shake the barrier of the Saint Realm! Unless..."

His voice trembled:
"She has already stepped into the 'Forbidden God' realm!!"

—Forbidden by God!
That was a forbidden realm that existed only in ancient records.

Legend has it that only those who push themselves to the extreme when they sever their Dao, causing even the Great Dao to tremble, can reach it.

If that's the case... then that strike would no longer be "above a level," but rather—

With a higher-dimensional Dao, it crushes down!

……

The Dragon King trembled violently, not from pain, but from extreme rage!

His eyes, like two vicious blades drawn from the deepest hell, were cold, icy, and piercing, fixed on Zixia as if trying to nail her soul to the ends of the earth.

You must die!

Without another word, his killing intent was made!
In an instant—

The dazzling halo behind him suddenly swelled, its light surpassing the sun and sky, transforming into a magnificent wheel that reached the heavens and the earth, hanging behind his head like a god descending to earth.

The halo rotates endlessly, absorbing the essence of all directions and plundering the primordial energy of heaven and earth. It even uses the spiritual energy of a radius of ten thousand miles to forge its own path and condense into an immortal holy plate!
"when……"

A clear, melodious bell tolls, echoing throughout the world.

The magnificent wheel became even more dazzling, its radiance shining brightly, making him appear crystal clear, like a deity emerging from ancient times.

The entire universe trembled, the void twisted, and the Great Dao cried out in anguish.

finally--

"The cycle of Heaven!"

The ancient king with the dragon's head roared to the sky, his voice shaking the heavens.

He took a step forward, and the treasure wheel behind him suddenly exploded, transforming into a wheel of reincarnation that pressed down!

It is inscribed with countless runes of birth and death, flowing with traces of the past and future, releasing a suffocating power of reincarnation—

That is a forbidden law that would cause even a Dao-Slaying King to have his primordial spirit shatter upon touching it! It is an ultimate killing technique specifically designed to obliterate one's origin and completely sever any chance of reincarnation!
The entire sky was collapsing, and the mountains and land outside Yaochi were cracking inch by inch, as if this blow would return all things to chaos!
Everyone held their breath, waiting for Zixia to be crushed into ashes.

But she—didn't dodge!
Zixia's eyes narrowed, and with a gentle wave of her hand, a small, jet-black gourd appeared in her palm. She whispered something, and the gourd opened its mouth to suck in something—

boom!!!
The terrifying power of "Heavenly Cycle" was completely swallowed up! But just one breath later—it was expelled!

A more violent, purer, and more terrifying holy power erupted from the gourd's mouth than before! It wasn't a simple rebound, but rather—an act of returning the favor in kind! Moreover, it came with an added "interest"!
This power was none other than the final blow from the ancient sage king she had taken in the depths of Purple Mountain before he transformed into a Daoist being!
"What?!" The Dragon-Headed Ancient King's pupils constricted, his face filled with horror. "Impossible! How could you control power at this level—"

Before the words were finished—

Boom!!!

That destructive torrent, which combined the "cycle of heaven" and the "power of the sage king's transformation of the Dao," crashed violently into his precious wheel!
Click!

The ship exploded, and fragments flew everywhere.

The protective divine light crumbled inch by inch like paper, the flesh began to crack, blood spilled from the seven orifices, and the bones groaned.

"Do not--!!!"

The Dragon Head Ancient King was directly shattered.
Blood rained down in the void, then turned into crimson light and burned, causing the sky to collapse and be destroyed, turning it into a desolate wasteland.

The ancestral king has fallen!
Boundless light burned, soaring into the sky, while various great paths clashed, one after another, chaotic and disorderly, becoming a turbulent current. No one dared to intervene, only waiting for it to disappear on its own.

On the shores of the Jade Pool, people were shocked. An ancient king had been killed, his blood splattering across the sky, and he vanished from the world.

The ancient clansmen who arrived were completely silent. A powerful Ancestral King had been killed and utterly defeated by a human girl who had not yet become a saint.

"What kind of treasure is that?!"

An ancient clan expert stared intently at the small, jet-black gourd in Zixia's hand, his voice trembling.

"Could it be... that legendary weapon?" Another person gasped. "That Ancestral King of Hidden Dragon River had his soul wiped out by it in one strike, right? He died mysteriously... Now it seems he wasn't wronged at all!"

"I want that weapon—and that woman!"

The Heavenly Emperor stood atop the high platform, his gaze piercing, fixed directly on Zixia. A naked greed flashed deep within his eyes, and a slow, smirk played on his lips.
"That is no ordinary magic weapon...it is clearly a killing weapon forged by a Great Emperor! Even if it is damaged, it is still far beyond what a mere Saint can compare to!"

"If we could control things, we wouldn't be in such a passive position now!"

He clenched his fists slightly, his eyes filled with a mixture of fighting spirit and desire—this woman had become a variable, so perhaps… he should take her for himself!
The atmosphere inside the Jade Pool Pure Land was completely different.

At this moment, the sound of the zither is melodious, like pearls falling onto a jade plate; amidst the ancient trees and on the shore of the clear lake, auspicious light lingers, mist rises, and hundreds of birds flock to pay homage, creating a scene of peace and tranquility.

Countless cultivators greeted the Jiang family and their entourage, offering toasts and engaging in conversation with them, their expressions relaxed and at ease.

Who doesn't know?

That battle just now shook the entire ancient system!
A living fossil-level ancestral king was killed on the spot by the younger generation of the human race in a defiant manner, his blood splattering the sky before he vanished into the Dao!

This is more than just a victory—

This is a return to dignity!
"That's exhilarating!" Li Heishui raised his cup and laughed wildly. "For the first time in so many years, our human race has stood up so proudly! What 'sacred barrier'? It's nothing but bullshit in front of Sister Zixia's strike!"

"That's so satisfying!" Duan De exclaimed, fanning himself with his fan. "Before, we had to bow and scrape before any old geezer, but now? One wrong look and we're good to go!"

Even the monkey nodded, a rare occurrence for it: "I knew you were someone to be trifled with from the start! My intuition was right!"

The zither music tinkles, and in the ancient forest, on the shore of the clear lake, auspicious light lingers, mist rises, and hundreds of birds flock to pay homage, creating a scene of peace and harmony.

The ancient tribes all wore gloomy expressions. The public killing of an ancient king weighed heavily on their hearts, making them very uncomfortable.

The conference is finally about to begin; tomorrow morning is the actual day, but everything is so calm that many people feel uneasy.

Finally, as the sun set, an aura of stellar reversal emanated from outside the Pure Land. No one entered, yet it instilled fear in everyone.

The oppressive aura of an ancient sage is overwhelming!
(End of this chapter)