Martial Arts Crossover: The Sweeping Monk of Wudang? That's our patriarch!

Bang! Bang! Bang—!

A series of earth-shattering explosions resounded.

But those lightning orbs were unstoppable, like wolves among sheep, piercing through layers of magical barriers, shattering protective auras, smashing defensive artifacts, and finally crashing down on them!

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

Blood splattered everywhere, and severed limbs flew about!

Six mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators instantly exploded, their physical bodies shattered into fragments, and their primordial spirits were also torn to nothingness by the power of the lightning tribulation. Blood cascaded down like a waterfall, staining the entire battlefield crimson—a horrifying sight!

He fought seventeen opponents of the same level single-handedly, not only without sustaining any injuries, but also retaliated by killing six of them. His dominance was breathtaking!

What kind of combat power is this? It's simply defying the heavens, utterly unbelievable!

The saying "to take the enemy's head from among ten thousand troops" is nothing more than this!

Blood rained down, and screams filled the air.

Xiahou Ba, who was healing his wounds in the distance, suddenly narrowed his eyes, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

This situation was completely beyond his expectations!

In his plan, his seventeen men should have joined forces to suppress Lin Daochen, but instead... they were slaughtered like pigs and dogs by the other side?

Are these people hiding something from others?

Enraged, Xiahou Ba roared, "All of you, fight to the death! Anyone who dares to hold back will have their soul severed by my own hand!"

On the battlefield, the remaining eleven men could only manage bitter smiles.

What resources do they have left to hide? Apart from their last trump card for survival, they have already exhausted all their strength.

It was only because his opponent was too monstrous—Lin Daochen from the Nine Provinces Realm was unbelievably strong!

But there's no time to argue now; life and death hang in the balance, and the only option is to fight with our backs to the wall!

boom--!!!

The eleven people unleashed their full power simultaneously, sparing no effort in unleashing their most powerful techniques, and with a life-or-death attitude, launched a massive attack!

In an instant, within the spatial array formed by the Book of Chaos, the world went out of order, the universe trembled, and the void tore apart inch by inch like paper, as if it was about to collapse completely!

This combined attack is more than ten times more powerful than before, its ferocity is overwhelming and its power is awe-inspiring!

Rumble—!!!

The war has escalated completely!

It was at this moment that the Cangxuan Dynasty truly witnessed just how terrifying Lin Daochen, who was blessed with the fortune of the Nine Provinces Realm, really was!

He walked with his hands behind his back, like an immortal descending to earth, his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind. The Heavenly Prison Sword appeared at his command, each strike unleashing thunder and storms, each step shattering the laws of the void!

Every strike he unleashed possessed devastating killing power!

Under this unparalleled pressure, magical artifacts shattered, spells were annihilated, and defenses were as flimsy as paper!

As he moved, Foundation Establishment cultivators were easily killed like scarecrows, their bodies shattering and blood mist filling the sky!

Heartbreaking wails, desperate roars, and angry curses rose and fell, echoing across the battlefield.

At this moment, this space constructed by the Book of Chaos is like the end of the world, with death shrouding every corner!

Absolutely terrifying!

One man's power crushed the entire battle!

Wherever the sword flashes, none can stop it!

In just a few breaths, all the remaining mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators were killed, leaving no trace of their bodies.

Their magical artifacts and mangled bodies turned into fragments, which fell from the sky mixed with scarlet blood rain, turning the world crimson.

In contrast, Lin Daochen remained aloof, his Daoist robes fluttering, spotless. With a flurry of fingertips, spells surged forth like a tidal wave, one after another crashing down, instantly sending heads flying and blood raining down, routing the seventeen Foundation Establishment cultivators with unstoppable momentum!

In the distance, Xiahou Ba stood frozen in place, like a clay or wooden sculpture.

This scene completely shattered his spirit!

He never dreamed that a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator could be so powerful! Fighting seventeen opponents single-handedly and rendering them utterly powerless, it was simply absurd!

Is this still the indigenous cultivator from the Nine Provinces Realm, a place with scarce resources and sparse spiritual energy?

Looking across the entire Spirit Realm, you can't find such a heaven-defying Foundation Establishment stage existence!

Xiahou Ba's mind went blank; everything he saw before him was far beyond his comprehension.

What terrified him even more were the seven remaining late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Watching their companions being slaughtered one by one by Lin Daochen like mowing grass, their hearts nearly leaped out of their chests. Fear clung to their souls like a venomous snake, and they could no longer suppress it.

"We can't hold on! We absolutely can't hold on! If we keep fighting, we'll all die!"

The same thought flashed through the minds of all seven people at the same time—escape!

boom!!!

Without uttering a single word, the seven people suddenly took to the air and fled in different directions for their lives!

"Can they escape?"

Lin Daochen chuckled softly, and his figure suddenly blurred.

Boom—

Lightning ripped through the sky!

In the blink of an eye, he was standing next to a man in black.

"So fast?!"

The moment the thought crossed his mind, his pupils suddenly contracted—a burst of purplish-red lightning sword energy surged forth, instantly filling his field of vision!

puff! !

His head flew into the air, his body crashed to the ground, and blood gushed out like a fountain!

The other six, witnessing this scene, were terrified and frantically activated the spatial array within the Chaos Dao Tome, attempting to break free. However, no matter what they tried, the array remained unmoved, like an impenetrable fortress!

Right now—

Lin Daochen disappeared again.

Boom!!

Another bolt of lightning exploded, and he suddenly appeared in front of a burly man!

"not good!"

The burly man was terrified and without hesitation summoned a giant shield to protect his entire body!

boom--!!

The crimson sword energy descended like divine punishment, shattering the giant shield on the spot and splitting its body in two!

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and severed limbs were scattered across the sky; the scene was extremely gruesome!

Two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators died one after another, seemingly in the same instant, so fast it was breathtaking!

"Terrifying! Absolutely terrifying!"

The remaining five people were pale, shaken, and on the verge of collapse.

This old Taoist priest isn't some kind of cultivator; he's a god of death descended upon the world! They have absolutely no chance of winning!

boom! ! !

A cultivator in a blue robe suddenly collapsed to his knees, kowtowing repeatedly to Lin Daochen, who had appeared abruptly: "Senior, spare my life! I am willing to submit! From now on, I will serve the Nine Provinces like a dog or a horse. Please have mercy!"

Lin Daochen didn't even lift his eyelids before slashing down with his sword.

boom--!!

A bolt of purple lightning pierced the sky, and the man instantly turned into a bloody mist, his body and soul annihilated.

Such opportunistic, sycophantic opportunists are unnecessary in the Nine Provinces.

The Nine Provinces have never lacked geniuses; what they lack is only the time and resources to grow.

"Old Taoist priest, are you really determined to wipe us all out? Aren't you afraid we'll fight to the death?"

The remaining four finally gathered together, gritting their teeth and roaring angrily.

They had also intended to surrender, but the cultivator in the green robe beat them to it.

But it was that scene that made them see Lin Daochen's murderous intent—to show no mercy and to wipe out everyone!

Just as he hesitated, Xiahou Ba, who had just finished recuperating, suddenly roared, "A bunch of idiots!"

"At this point, instead of fighting desperately, you still want to run away? Utterly foolish!"

"Can't you see? This person never intended to leave any survivors from the start!"

"They dared to kill even members of Taishu's family, do you think they'd let us go?"

"Now, only by joining forces in battle may we have a sliver of hope! Follow me and kill!"

Before he finished speaking, Xiahou Ba had already rushed in front of the four of them, his fighting spirit boiling!

"you're right."

Lin Daochen spoke calmly, his gaze sharp as a knife:

"Today, you—all of you will die. Not one of you will escape."

Almost simultaneously, the five of them unleashed their full cultivation, and blazing flames erupted from their bodies in an instant, making them appear as five self-immolating war gods.

Xiahou Ba produced an ancient blue stone seal in his hand. He threw it suddenly, and the seal instantly grew as large as a mountain, carrying a destructive force as it crashed down from the sky, heading straight for Lin Daochen's head!

At the same instant—

The other four also made their move!

A giant blade, its blood-red light tearing through the void, appeared out of nowhere and cleaved down, its killing intent soaring to the heavens.

A long spear with a chilling gray light pierced silently, its yin energy swirling around it, aiming straight for the heart.

A dark shadow flickered, and a small, short sword silently disappeared into the void, unpredictable and elusive;

With a swift slash of a pair of cyan scissors, two gigantic cyan-scaled pythons roared forth, their fangs bared, lunging for his throat!

This attack was a desperate gamble in a hopeless situation.

They were burning with their very souls, just to fight for a sliver of hope.

Even if they survive, their vital energy will be severely depleted, their lifespan will plummet, and their very foundation will be destroyed.

But at this moment, who cares about the future? They'd risk their lives just to kill him!

Boom! ...

The five magical artifacts and spells were fused together into one, transforming into a raging torrent that crushed the void!

The heavens and earth trembled, and the air shattered inch by inch.

Five late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators joined forces to die, unleashing a terrifying force.

However, Lin Daochen remained unmoved in the face of this devastating attack.

The spiritual energy within his body surged like a river overflowing its banks, and the fortune of the Nine Provinces bestowed upon him, causing golden light to appear and disappear.

With one step, one treads upon the heavens.

With a single sword strike, crimson lightning tore through the sky!

A thousand-foot-long sword aura of thunder swept across—

Crack! The bluestone seal shattered!

Bang! The crimson greatsword shattered!

With a deafening roar, the gray spear shattered into pieces!

Boom! Boom! Boom! The twin giant pythons were blasted into dust!

With the power of a single sword strike, all four magical artifacts were annihilated!

But Xiahou Ba and the others showed no fear in their eyes, only a last glimmer of hope, their eyes fixed intently on what lay ahead—

The black short sword that had vanished into the void was now silently approaching Lin Daochen's throat, just a hair's breadth away!

This is their trump card, their final killing move!

Unfortunately, hope was dashed in an instant.

Lin Daochen lightly raised two fingers, his movements unhurried yet incredibly precise, and caught the deadly black sword.

Click!

With a slight twitch of his fingertips, the black sword snapped in two!

puff--!

The man in the black robe turned pale, coughed up blood, and suffered a backlash to his soul, resulting in severe injuries on the spot.

Lin Daochen stepped into the void, his figure as fast as lightning, and rushed straight towards Xiahou Ba and the other four.

At this moment, their faces were ashen, and they had lost all vitality.

—On the other side.

Outside the spatial array set up by the Book of Chaos, the flames of war still raged.

Zhang Sanfeng and others are still fighting against the cultivators of the Cangxuan Dynasty.

Since Lin Daochen brought all the enemy's mid-to-late Foundation Establishment cultivators into his ranks, the Kyushu side's combat strength has become evenly matched, and even slightly superior.

Although it was a fight against two opponents, Zhang Sanfeng and the other eight were all outstanding talents with a higher level of cultivation. Moreover, after being baptized by the immortal path, their supernatural abilities had become more and more refined, and they had already embarked on their own paths.

In just a few moves, he overwhelmed the sixteen early Foundation Establishment cultivators, leaving them breathless.

But they were not content with simply suppressing others.

They want a quick kill!

Because a huge weight was always hanging over his heart—Lin Daochen was fighting alone against eight late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators and ten mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators!

That lineup was enough to strike fear into the hearts of anyone below the Nascent Soul stage.

Even if the alliance leader were all-powerful and could single-handedly suppress all heroes, they would not dare to gamble!