Chapter 409: The First Killing of a Great Dharmaraja (4k2)

Chapter 409: The First Killing of a Great Dharmaraja (4k2)



On the ground, the old man suddenly opened his eyes wide, his expression filled with terror, and he shouted loudly, "No, no!"

Boom!

Before his words could finish, the old man's body suddenly began to swell rapidly, and in the next instant, it burst like an overinflated balloon, exploding into a bloody mess.

This sudden change happened in the blink of an eye.

Even though Qin Zheng was right there, he didn't have a chance to intervene.

Or perhaps, he couldn't stop it!

There was no surge of additional power within the old man's body, and no special force descended from the four directions of the void.

The old man simply swelled and exploded for no apparent reason.

In such a situation, even if Qin Zheng had reacted in time, he wouldn't have known how to save the old man.

Qin Zheng's gaze fixed on the bloody mess, his mind recalling the old man's terrified expression and loud roar.

The old man's fear was likely due to the polluted qi that had invaded his body, and his desperate cry of 'no' was probably directed at that polluted qi.

But where did this polluted qi come from, and how did it enter the old man's body?

Furthermore, are there any other beings in this realm infected by this polluted qi?"

Qin Zheng's mind was filled with these thoughts.

At the same time, his eyes fell on the bloody remains on the ground, and his gaze flickered slightly.

Boom!

The black flame, which had weakened due to the old man's explosion, suddenly intensified.

But this time, the black flame didn't heal or soothe; instead, it quickly burned the bloody remains to ashes with its scorching heat.

Only after the entire hall was thoroughly emptied, leaving only Qin Zheng's presence, did he suppress the various thoughts in his mind. He turned and approached the dark Supreme Tower.

Regardless, the primary purpose of his trip was to find a suitable divine artifact for refinement.

Perfecting the Dao Palace, he would attain the Great Dharmaraja.

Then, with the power of a realm, he would open the Longevity Divine Treasury and the Heavenly Mystery Divine Treasury, completing the path that was now clear.

After that, he would consider other matters.

Qin Zheng's gaze became fixed, and he took a step forward, instantly entering the dark Supreme Tower.

Buzz!

After a flash of light and darkness, Qin Zheng's figure appeared in a desolate realm filled with ruins and a sense of desolation.

He extended his hand, gently pinching a strand of Nine Heavens Immortal Qi, examining it for a few breaths before releasing it.

In this realm, even the Nine Heavens Immortal Qi lacked vitality, resembling a dying old man.

The feeling Qin Zheng got from this place was similar to that of the Heavenly Palace Fragment, but it seemed even more dilapidated and decayed.

Qin Zheng's gaze swept over the collapsed ruins, which had lost their original appearance. He raised his right hand, and his slender fingers gently pinched.

After a few breaths, he calmly lowered his hand, but the Tortoise Shell Divination still couldn't reveal any clues.

Since that was the case, he would have to search slowly.

Qin Zheng's perception rapidly expanded as he took a step, vanishing from his original spot.

The next moment, Qin Zheng's figure appeared in the hall where the Primordial Golden Scroll was inherited. He scanned the stone statues inside.

At this moment, the statues retained the same appearance as when he had left them previously.

Upon examining the entire hall and finding no abnormalities, Qin Zheng collected himself and bowed with both hands, paying his respects to the hall before turning to leave.

But in the next instant, the void in front of the hall rippled.

A middle-aged man, clad in a long robe and exuding a hint of cold arrogance, stepped out of the void and appeared before Qin Zheng.

This man's demeanor and aura were unmistakably that of a Great Dharmaraja.

Qin Zheng's eyes slightly narrowed, but he seemed to have anticipated this, maintaining his composure without showing any signs of panic.

"So, you're the one who killed that demon?"

H

Qin Zheng's mind stirred as he considered the Immortal Slaying Sword within the Dao Palace, and he replied, "Demon?"

The middle-aged man sized up Qin Zheng and responded, "With demonic nature infused into his body, he's naturally a demon."

After speaking, he nodded slightly and calmly said, "Opening the Divine Treasury, you can stand before me without kneeling."

Qin Zheng paid no heed to the arrogance in the man's tone, instead pondering his previous words.

Infused with demonic nature, he's considered a demon.

The Great Dharmarajas who survived the Divine Tribulation seemed to have not noticed that the old man's body was invaded not by demonic nature, but by polluted qi.

"Enough," the middle-aged man said impatiently, his gaze on Qin Zheng turning slightly greedy. He spoke indifferently,

"Hurry up and hand over the Immortal Slaying Sword, then continue your exploration in this Ninefold Heavens Fragment, and I can return to fulfill my duties!"

After speaking, he looked at Qin Zheng's calm expression and added, "A divine artifact like this isn't something a mere Supreme Taiyi like you can possess.

"I perceive your talent as above average and your fortune as favorable. Hand over the Immortal Slaying Sword, and I will make an exception to take you as my disciple."

"With my support, your future endeavors will be unhindered, and you'll have no more worries."

"With such an offer, why aren't you expressing your gratitude?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man's eyes filled with increasing arrogance and disdain.

It seemed that the promise he had just made was an immense blessing for Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng sensed the aura emanating from the man, and a light laugh escaped his lips.

The aura of the man before him was far weaker than Xu Yang's, and roughly on par with Liu Xuanqing's.

Hearing Qin Zheng's laughter, the middle-aged man's expression darkened, and a cold light began to swirl in his eyes.

"Let me remind you, it's not me who wants this sword, but—"

Before he could finish, Qin Zheng reached out and grabbed the Immortal Slaying Sword from the Dao Palace, holding it in his palm.

"You mean this sword?"

Qin Zheng looked at him.

At that moment, the middle-aged man's gaze was entirely captivated by the sword, and his greed spread from his eyes to his entire face.

"Give it to me!"

He barked, taking a step forward and reaching for the sword.

"If you want it, I'll give it to you," Qin Zheng said calmly, and with a slight movement of his right hand, the sword responded in kind.

The next instant—

Buzz!

A terrifying sword intent capable of annihilating the heavens and earth erupted from the three-foot-long blade.

An endless torrent of terrifying sword energy, like a raging river, instantly engulfed the middle-aged man.

Boom!

Seeing the man's ill intent, Qin Zheng showed no mercy.

The sword energy, capable of eradicating all things and destroying the universe, displayed an unprecedented level of terror.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the void seemed to reflect a spiderweb of cracks.

After several breaths, the middle-aged man's figure emerged from the void, appearing a hundred zhang away from Qin Zheng.

A bowl-sized wound had appeared on his chest, and strands of pale golden blood were seeping out.

This was the power of a true Great Dharmaraja, far beyond that of a Great Dharmaraja's remains.

The sword strike Qin Zheng had just unleashed would have instantly annihilated the six Great Dharmaraja remains if they had been there that day.

But now, the middle-aged man only suffered a wound to his chest, and his body wasn't even pierced by the sword.

"You—"

Shock filled the middle-aged man's eyes, but even more so, a thick and unyielding malevolence.

A Great Dharmaraja like him had been ambushed and injured by an ant-like Taiyi realm cultivator!

This was unforgivable!

He roared, but before his voice could echo, a figure in a golden-patterned dark robe appeared before him.

Whoosh!

In his perception, the four directions of the universe faded away, transforming into a dark and mysterious void, like the chaos before creation.

In the next instant, a dazzling light flashed, and chaos was separated. Pure qi rose to form the heavens, while turbid qi descended to form the earth.

It was a scene of heaven and earth creation!

The middle-aged man snapped out of the illusion, but at that moment, a heaven-splitting fist seal landed on his forehead.

Boom! Boom!

Another earth-shattering roar reverberated.

The middle-aged man's figure transformed into a streak of light and flew backward, crashing through countless ruins.

Once his body stabilized, he immediately looked in Qin Zheng's direction and exclaimed in shock, "You've opened more than one Divine Treasury?!"

Boom!

In response, a terrifying sword energy pierced through the heavens and earth.

Under this sword strike, the wound on his chest, which had already been pierced, was now completely penetrated! At the same time, countless sword energies seemed to come from all directions, surrounding the middle-aged man.

It was like a heavenly net, leaving him nowhere to escape!

"You go too far!"

The middle-aged man shouted in anger.

But in the next instant, the heaven-annihilating sword energies of the Immortal Slaying Sword rushed towards him.

The middle-aged man took out his Great Dharmaraja treasure and frantically faced the relentless onslaught of sword energies.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Intense rumbling sounds echoed.

He was only at the Great Dharmaraja realm and had only opened one Divine Treasury. Facing the continuous onslaught of sword energies, he felt powerless.

His Great Dharmaraja treasure, when faced with these sword energies, was like a fledgling bird before an eagle, unable to display any might.

In this situation, panic surged in the middle-aged man's heart.

Born in the Inner World, his innate talent and comprehension were above average, and he was admitted into the Six Paths Immortal Sect at a young age. With powerful guidance and resources, his cultivation progressed smoothly.

Despite having engaged in numerous battles, he had never before experienced such an intense sense of impending death as he did at this moment.

"Stop!"

"I am from the Six Paths Immortal Sect!"

"If you dare to kill me, the Six Paths Immortal Sect will not let you off! The Six Paths Immortal Lord will personally intervene and slay you!"

The middle-aged man shouted urgently.

At this moment, his expression no longer held the arrogance of a Great Arhat, but instead, it transformed into sheer panic.

Just as he finished shouting, the endless terrifying sword aura that filled the surroundings suddenly came to a halt.

The middle-aged man's heart loosened.

However, a hand as white as jade emerged from the overwhelming sword aura, instantly grasping his head.

The next moment, a powerful force erupted, surging into his body.

Boom!

His body, uncontrollable, smashed into the ground.

Under this immense force, the earth shook for a thousand miles around.

Then, Qin Zheng, with a detached gaze, looked down at the middle-aged man beneath him. He gripped the Immortal Slaying Sword and aimed it at his opponent.

"No! Don't! Don't kill me!"

The middle-aged man, seeing Qin Zheng's actions, panicked and struggled violently, shouting loudly.

Bang!

Qin Zheng stepped forward with his right foot, landing directly on the middle-aged man's chest, restraining his struggling movements.

Then, with his right hand tightly gripping the Immortal Slaying Sword, he aimed at the man's neck and slashed fiercely.

Whoosh!

A dazzling sword light flashed by.

The middle-aged man's head instantly detached from his body, rolling to the side.

But Qin Zheng showed no signs of relaxation, still standing on his opponent's body, his gaze fixed on the head that had rolled away.

No information appeared on the Virtue Scroll, indicating that this Great Arhat was not dead!

Just as this thought flashed through Qin Zheng's mind, the head that had rolled to the side suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! How can a Posterior being possibly kill a Primordial being!"

"Just now, you scared me, and I almost thought you were a Great Arhat!"

"Let me tell you, only a Great Arhat can kill a Great Arhat. How can you, a Supreme Taiyi, possibly kill me?!"

The middle-aged man's face was filled with smugness, but the next instant, it twisted into a hideous expression as he glared at Qin Zheng and roared, "Quickly let me go!"

"Although I don't know why you, a monster, can open two Divine Treasuries at the Supreme Taiyi level, what does that matter?"

"Not being a Great Arhat and not possessing the power of a Great Arhat, even if you cut me into a thousand or ten thousand pieces, you still can't kill me!"

Whoosh!

As his words fell, the Immortal Slaying Sword instantly pierced his brow, impaling him into the ground.

The middle-aged man's expression turned disdainful, about to laugh coldly, but the next moment, his expression changed drastically.

In his perception, he saw the youth in the golden-patterned black robe, and his aura grew stronger and stronger. In an instant, he broke through the boundaries and reached the realm of a Great Arhat!

Boom!!

The surging power of a Great Arhat rushed through the Immortal Slaying Sword, like a raging dragon, into the middle-aged man's brain.

Vitality began to dissipate rapidly!

"How... How can you achieve the realm of a Great Arhat at this very moment?!"

The middle-aged man's tone was filled with doubt and shock, but only for a fleeting moment, as if he had realized something.

"You used a Primordial Divine Artifact?! To kill me, you even severed your own path?!"

"Hahaha! How ruthless! How cruel!"

"But once I die, my sect members will come to avenge me, and with your path severed, you'll be at the mercy of others from now on!"

"I'll be waiting for you on the path of Six Paths Reincarnation!"

With his final words, the middle-aged man's aura completely vanished.

A true Great Arhat had fallen directly into Qin Zheng's hands!

Whoosh!

Qin Zheng withdrew the Immortal Slaying Sword, and the surging aura around him began to rapidly decline, even dropping below its original intensity.

But after two lights, one black and one white, emerged, Qin Zheng's aura quickly returned to its original state.

He calmly looked down at the remains of the Great Arhat, his eyes carrying a hint of gravity.

This was the first time he had taken action against a living, true Great Arhat!

The words spoken by his opponent continued to echo in Qin Zheng's mind.

Only a Great Arhat can slay another Great Arhat!

At this level, killing a Great Arhat was not just about overpowering them with strength and supernatural abilities.

It required the power of a Great Arhat to completely extinguish the vitality of the opponent.

Indeed, slaying a true Great Arhat was an incredibly challenging task.

Although he could rely on the Primordial Lotus and the Life-Death Phoenix Feather to temporarily attain the power of a Great Arhat without harm,

it was only a temporary measure.

He needed to accelerate his progress towards achieving the realm of a Great Arhat!

As this thought settled in Qin Zheng's mind, he refocused his gaze and attention on the remains of the middle-aged Great Arhat.

Just then—

Boom!

The heavens and earth suddenly shook violently!

(End of Chapter)

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