novelraw Chapter 722 - 722 Annoying to Death!
Chapter 722 - 722 Annoying to Death!
The Divine Skill of the Imperial Palace of Heaven!
The Blade of Time, the Blade of Time, like the Heavenly Emperor playing with the past and future, wherever the blade's light reaches, it immediately extinguishes a thousand years of a person's lifespan!
This is a martial art that surpasses the human limit, the Divine Skill the Haotian God had developed after slaying Eastern Emperor Taiyi and breaking the Chaotic Clock, based on the true supreme Dao of Time!
Even though its current practitioner, Lin Sanfa, was only at the Saint Lord level—equivalent to merely half a step into the Golden Core stage in cultivation terms—this Divine Skill was too powerful, too transcendent!
With Lin Sanfa wielding such a Divine Skill, he is capable of striking down Great Saints and slaying those with Golden Cores!
Supremely domineering! Unparalleled!
Under this blade, the river of time rushes and erodes, and a thousand years of lifespan dissipates like flowing water!
The vast majority of Saints, if struck by such a blade, would instantly exhaust their lifespan, decaying into dust—truly a horrifying sight!
As Lin Sanfa slashed his blade, although he only targeted Qin Heng, everyone present felt the overlap of time, as if the past, present, and future were all twisted by the silvery blade light shimmering like ripples on water!
They all felt their lives rapidly slipping away, their bodily functions quickly aging, just like ordinary people rapidly aging, as if their lifespans were vanishing into thin air!
Even the weakest among those present were at the peak of the Innate realm, and many were Semi-Saints with lifespans of at least three to five hundred years. Yet, they felt that if they remained here any longer, they would probably die of old age in seconds!
"My heavens, what kind of martial art is this! Run! Run for your lives!"
"Flee quickly! I'm aging! My hair has turned completely white! How is this possible? Too terrifying!"
"Terrifying! So terrifying! Run! Run for your lives!"
The multitude of Martial Artists were petrified, their souls shattered, fleeing at top speed into the distance, like a flock of chickens and ducks frantically escaping slaughter!
To them, Lin Sanfa's "Heavenly Emperor's Trek through Time" Divine Skill was too terrifying; its mere aftershocks nearly cut short their lifespans!
So terrifying! It was horrifying to the extreme!
If just the aftershocks were this powerful, what would become of Qin Xuantian, who was directly facing the "Heavenly Emperor's Trek through Time"?
Even if he was stronger, he was still only at the peak of the Innate realm, with a lifespan of at most three hundred years!
Lin Sanfa's slash could instantly reduce a person's lifespan by a thousand years. Qin Xuantian would likely have his lifespan exhausted on the spot, his flesh and vital essence dissipated, his divine soul decayed, aging to death, and turning into a skeleton!
"Hahaha! Run! Keep running! You are all going to die!"
Lin Sanfa's state had become nearly delirious. His face wore an exaggerated smile, and his aura grew more vast and lofty than ever, simply unlike anything a human could possess!
"Qin Xuantian, suffer! Wail! Under my Blade of Time, no matter where you run, no matter to what place you flee, you will undoubtedly die! Your thousand years of lifespan will end today! Die! Hahaha!"
"Like ants!" Qin Heng mocked coldly, looking at Lin Sanfa as if at a dead man, then reached out to grab the Blade of Time falling from the sky.
"Qin Heng, you mustn't!"
"Mr. Xuantian, don't! This is..."
Lu Ziyi and Xue Qinan both exclaimed in shock, their faces pale with fright. They wanted to stop Qin Heng. That was a blade of light condensed by the "Heavenly Emperor's Trek through Time"; how could he dare try to catch it with his bare hands!
"Hahaha! Courting death!"
Seeing Qin Heng daring to catch the Blade of Time with his bare hands, Lin Sanfa almost cried with laughter. He looked at Qin Heng with disdain and laughed loudly, "A frog in a well, ignorant of the vastness of the sky!"
In his view, Qin Heng simply did not understand how fearsome and terrifying the Blade of Time was, to do such a ludicrously ridiculous thing!
To actually try catching it with bare hands was simply courting death, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot or a mayfly shaking a tree—utterly laughable, laughable to the extreme!
The ones who had fled earlier were also astonished, all staring at Qin Heng incredulously, dumbfounded.
"Madman! Qin Xuantian is really a madman!"
"Qin Xuantian actually used his own hands to grab Lin Sanfa's attack! What does he think he is, a god?"
"I've seen those seeking death, but never like this—so eager to die!"
CRACK!
Suddenly, a crisp shattering sound rang out, like glass smashing against a rock and breaking apart!
BOOM!
Immediately followed by deafening roars, as if the void itself had exploded and the world was about to collapse. The distortions of past and future abruptly halted, as if everything had been immobilized!
Stillness! Everything was still!
At the moment Qin Heng's palm touched the glimmering, water-like Blade of Time, all things in heaven and earth appeared to freeze. Even the pebbles and dust, stirred into the air by the dispersing powerful force, remained suspended, not falling any further.
The Blade of Time, released by Lin Sanfa using the Heavenly Emperor's Time Step, was crushed effortlessly in Qin Heng's palm, like ordinary glass, shattered on the spot.
It turned into bright silver streams of light, scattering in all directions like bursting water, yet none touched the ground; all vanished into the void, disappearing from sight.
Immediately, the world returned to normal. Dust settled and rose again; pebbles fell to the ground and rolled farther away. Everyone around was wide-eyed, watching Qin Heng in disbelief.
Silence! Utter silence!
Whether it was Lu Ziyi, Xue Qinan, or others from the Myth Organization, all bore expressions of utter disbelief.
It was astonishing! Truly astonishing!
Qin Xuantian had actually crushed the Blade of Time, created by Lin Sanfa, with a single grasp—crushed the power of this peerless Divine Skill that could strip a person of a thousand years of lifespan in an instant!
How is this possible! How could this be possible!
He—he's still just at the peak of the Innate realm! Why is he so powerful? Why does he possess such terrifying strength!?
Of course, the most shocked person right now was Lin Sanfa. Upon seeing Qin Heng shatter the blade of light he had unleashed, he was instantly stupefied. Darkness clouded his vision, and he nearly fell from the sky.
What did this feel like? It was as though a scholar who prided himself on top-tier knowledge, after painstakingly designing a question he himself found difficult, then gave this question to a primary school student, and the student solved it at a glance! It was far too unreal; how could such a thing happen!?
"No! I don't believe it! You must have used some bizarre secret treasure! You won't get another chance!" Lin Sanfa couldn't believe what lay before his eyes. His sacred aura surged once more, and he roared, "Do you know why I am called Lin Sanfa!? With my talent, why haven't I become a Great Saint in five hundred years? It's because the Divine Skills I cultivate aren't limited to the Heavenly Emperor's Time Step! There's also..."
"So noisy. I don't care what else you have!" Qin Heng's figure flickered and, in an instant, he appeared beside Lin Sanfa, as if teleporting.
Then, Qin Heng raised his hand and pressed it onto Lin Sanfa's head. Mana surged, and the illusory image of a seal condensed on the back of his hand as a terrifying force, like collapsing heavenly pillars, surged forth.
"Little wretch... no, Qin, Qin Xuantian, what do you think you're doing!" Lin Sanfa was truly afraid this time. His voice trembled as he cried out, "You can't kill me! You can't kill me! Otherwise, the Imperial Palace of Heaven won't..."
POP!
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Sanfa's head was crushed by Qin Heng. Blood and a mixture of red and white brain matter sprayed in all directions, falling to the ground, now coated with dust.