The Prodigies War
chapter-1837

It went without saying that the power of a Great Dao Field controlled by a supreme Saint-King was far beyond what one could imagine.

As one of the nine Netherworld Zen Masters of Earth Treasury Realm who had also cultivated Buddhist Nation in a Palm, Wuming’s depth and battle prowess were nothing to scoff at.

The supreme might displayed by his palm strike was so overwhelming that even quasi-Emperor Liang Chuan was startled, and the experts watching from the shadows were visibly shocked.

Yet, it was quietly neutralized by Lin Xun, who countered with a palm strike. As his palm qi burst forth…

Boom!

Wuming staggered. His clothes flapped violently, and his bamboo hat exploded to bits that shot out in all directions.

At the foot of the mountain, Old Monk Dukong suddenly uttered, “Rise!”

Instantly, the entire Guest Welcome Mountain was enveloped in an invisible layer of defensive force.

The cloth-robed old man expressionlessly retracted his right hand back into his sleeve; he had just intended to do the same thing.

Otherwise, this Guest Welcome Mountain would have been blown up right when the battle had just started.

“Too strong!”

“This fellow was concealing his strength too well. No wonder he was able to kill those Primordial Dao Court experts and dominate the Imperial Jintian clanspeople with one hand.”

Bursts of astonished clamors rang out in various areas on the mountain.

“Fellow Daoist, you really don’t want to go with us?” Wuming’s eyes were as unfathomable as the sea as they flashed with obscure Buddhist symbols.

As he spoke, he strode forward. A black lotus appeared beneath his feet with every step, while behind him appeared the illusion of a Buddha chanting sutras and suppressing dark hells. The monk looked terrifyingly mighty.

Boom!

He raised his hand, and as if borrowing the power of heaven and earth, his five fingers condensed out a vase-shaped seal that emanated a sky-piercing killing aura.

“Wouldn’t it be better that you stay?” replied Lin Xun indifferently.

He snapped his fingers, and a huge cauldron emerged. Its surface was covered in interwoven runes and flowing Law Power. It had a might of absolute suppression and seemed unshakable.

The seal and the cauldron fiercely collided, shooting out terrifying dao light and sparks. The void around buzzed and rumbled like thunder.

The seal shattered and chaotically dispersed, while the cauldron proceeded to drop toward Wuming.

The monk’s pupils constricted. He took a deep breath, and black Buddhist light started surging all over him. Vaguely, he seemed to transform and have three heads and six arms. All six hands then suddenly struck out.

Bang bang bang!

Palm qi smashed on the huge cauldron like a rain, and each drop had the power to flatten mountains.

In the end, the cauldron exploded.

However, Lin Xun had already used the opportunity to charge forward with his follow-up attack. Like an emperor that ruled the world with nine cauldrons, he shuttled in the air with an unstoppable momentum.

Rumble!

The sky dimmed, and the void was in disarray.

In a split second, the two exchanged hundreds of blows. The battle was precarious and thrilling.

Wuming was tightly suppressed the entire time.

Lin Xun’s series of onslaughts was too fierce. His every movement carried the power to hammer down mountains and make rivers, and every strike could easily kill an ordinary Saint-King.

No matter how much Wuming parried and resisted, he could not turn the tables and escape this passive state.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t powerful. On the contrary, as one of the nine Netherworld Zen Masters of Earth Treasury Realm, his depths, cultivation, and grand dao mastery were all top-tier in his generation, making him an overlord character.

Had it not been for the fact that he was from the Underworld, he could have easily been ranked among the top one hundred of the All Heavens Saint-King Rankings.

Unfortunately, his opponent this time was Lin Xun, an absolute menace who had crossed the taboo supreme Saint-King tribulation and paved his own unique cultivation path.

In terms of attainments in the Supreme Saint-King Stage, very few throughout history could be a match for him.

Even without using his original body, his Green Wood Dao Body alone was already enough for him to be fearless of anyone among his peers.

Wuming…was inadequate!

Many who were witnessing the battle paled in horror.

How could they not see by now that the Earth Treasury Realm disciple was inferior in this direct confrontation!

The hemp-clothed youth, who had wanted to rush out many times but had been stopped every time by the old woman, was speechless and emotional as he watched. This fellow is too good at hiding his true strength!

The old woman said calmly, “In the future, you will understand that the Great Primordial Chaos World is never short of such characters, Young Master.”

In truth, she felt a trace of regret. While it was true that the Great Primordial Chaos World didn’t lack geniuses, those who were on Lin Xun’s level were still very few in numbers after all.

Unfortunately, after today, such a genius would disappear from the world…

Spurt!

In the field, Wuming finally couldn’t hold back from coughing up blood.

His face was white as a sheet, and his eyes were filled with gravity.

He now dared to confirm that the other party was that one specific heretic.

Even though the latter had concealed his real aura, the power and skills he had displayed so far all bore a striking resemblance to that heretic.

“He’s clearly a little bit too weak. Do you all want to go together?” Lin Xun’s hair danced. He looked lofty and brilliant, enveloped in crystal-blue dao light.

“I alone am enough,” said Jintian Xuanyue coldly.

Her silhouette flickered like a dream, and she swiftly appeared inside the battlefield. Her fingers were like swords, and, with a shah, they split the void!

Her attack generated a blade as sharp as lightning whose momentum was like a wind. Its rhythm was arbitrary, and its might was abounding!

“Chaos Sword Whirlwind Scripture!” blurted the hemp-clothed youth.

This was the top inheritance of the Imperial Jintian Clan and was a supreme sword scripture created by the Emperor Bai!

Lin Xun’s figure flashed.

Although he dodged the blade, a strand of hair fluttered down from his ear. A slight mistake would have led to him getting his neck slit.

However, he looked unruffled.

Wuming’s eyes flickered, but he eventually decided against continuing fighting. However, he didn’t withdraw from the field either.

He would not let Lin Xun die at the hands of experts from other sects!

“Chaotic Sea!”

Jintian Xuanyue displayed a sharp and rapid momentum right from the start. Her attacks came out in uninterrupted sword qi, stirring the clouds.

Each sword qi was like a stream of light and shadow. They were chaotic like a storm that swirled up to the nine heavens and had the power to disrupt the order of the world.

For a while, layers of sword shadows blotted out heaven and earth. Sharp sword light shone like the sun, and sword chants echoed in tides!

“What terrifying sword dao!”

Many cultivators’ eyes were stung as they watched, and their minds trembled.

At this moment, Jintian Xuanyue was like a sword goddess. Her aura was out of this world, and her sword intent pierced through heavens!

“Is this the power of the 49th All Heavens Saint-King ranker?” Even Wuming had to admit that her cultivation depths and attainments in the sword dao were superior to his.

What everyone found inconceivable was that no matter how fierce Jintian Xuanyue’s attacks were, no matter how hard her vast sword qi swept, Lin Xun clamped down on them with the nine cauldrons every time without fail.

It made people feel as if once these nine cauldrons were out, the whole world was suppressed, and nothing could touch them!

“How can this be?”

“He’s just too strong…”

“When did the Imperial Yu Clan produce such a savage?”

The audience was in an uproar.

In this battle, Jintian Xuanyue had displayed impressive skill and power worthy of her reputation.

However, what Lin Xun had shown was even more astonishing.

No one had expected that an expert from the Imperial Yu Clan would be concealed so deeply.

They had no idea that he hadn’t even used his specialties which were the Great Endless Devour Scripture and the Great Dao Furnace Art!

Otherwise, his power would only be even more staggering.

Clang!

In the battlefield, Jintian Xuanyue summoned a dao sword, which glowed with a snow-white radiance that resembled a star river pouring down from the void.

The name of the sword was Congealed White, an inheritance from the primeval era!

Her expression was calm, her sleeves fluttering as she charged out with the sword.

Those who knew her well also knew that at this moment, she had already used her full strength and had no more reservations!

Rustle~

The white sword swept out and swiftly transformed into a sword field.

This sword field was expansive, with a huge city tower made of clouds rapidly forming. The tower was like a sky-reaching sword as it surged with a boundless white glow.

Vaguely, one could see a giant figure sitting atop the tower with supreme majesty.

The eyes of the old man, who had stopped halfway up the mountain, shot sparks of joy. “When the sword transforms into White Emperor City, the talent becomes eternal! Her White Emperor City has finally coalesced!”

Yes, Jintian Xuanyue’s sword field was called White Emperor City.

In order to build it, she had sat alone in the clouds and quietly observed White Emperor City for thirty years, perceiving its divinity and melting it into her own sword dao.

Of note, White Emperor City had been built by Emperor Bai himself. Every inch of it was imprinted with traces of his dao.

Jintian Xuanyue looked like she had studied a city, but she had, in fact, been researching the dao journey of Emperor Bai!

And just today, she had built her own Great Dao Field!

This was also the first time she revealed her White Emperor City to the world.

In an instant, the view of everyone on Guest Welcome Mountain was taken over by a spectacle. A boundless, magnificent, snow-white ancient city stood among the clouds like a statement of immortality. Bathed in starlight, it was guarded by a majestic giant who overlooked the heavens!

The scene struck shock into countless hearts. They couldn’t believe that a Great Dao Field could manifest this kind of phenomenon.

“Suppress!”

Under a sea of frightened gazes, Jintian Xuanyue controlled the White Emperor City with a thought, making it descend.

It was impossible to describe the terror in this strike.

It was like a divine city descending from the heavens to oppress the mortal world. Blinding white and infinitely grand, it forced people to keep their eyes shut while imposing its pressure on their very souls.

Lin Xun’s eyes gleamed with a strange color.

Originally, he had intended to travel to Jintian Great World with Liu Qingyan to see the elegance of White Emperor City. Who would have thought that he would be able to see it today and in such a special way?

In a blink of an eye, he was engulfed and appeared inside this White Emperor City.

Buildings were closely lined up. The streets were clean, spacious, and orderly. Beyond the sky was the endless universe full of stars. In the distance was a boundless sea of clouds.

Atop the city tower suspended a sword seal on which was ‘Emperor Bai’ in an ancient script.

Standing in the city and looking around, one would see mist and clouds, ancient buildings. It felt as though one was living in the legendary immortal city whose grandeur did not belong to this world!

“Dying here won’t be a blemish to your prestige.” Jintian Xuanyue’s voice was as cold as ice as it echoed indistinctly in the city.

Buzz!

The sword seal above the lofty city tower glowed, and an illusory, gigantic figure suddenly emerged.

He stood there with his terrifying might like the city’s creator and first lord, Emperor Bai, overlooking all beings.

Almost in the same instant, the entire city abruptly glowed as countless shiny sword qi swarmed out from the streets, the buildings, the sea of clouds, and the universe…

Sharp.

Unbridled.

Snow-bright.

Violent.

The whole city was an ocean of swords!