The Prodigies War-Chapter 2926 Killed Until None Remained

From the very start of the battle, Lin Xun had already foreseen that his enemies would come armed with their trump cards. Furthermore, those killer moves...would undoubtedly involve Will Dharma Form of the Eternal Stage.

Thus, whether he was clashing with Wang Daoxing and the others or exchanging blows with Cang Jiansheng’s Will Dharma Form, he had been waiting. Waiting for the perfect moment to strike and utterly annihilate their trump cards in one decisive blow!

So when Wen Jiugao appeared, Lin Xun did not hesitate. He immediately unleashed the Gate of Exile. This completely caught the enemy off guard. In the blink of an eye, the gate swallowed both Eternal Will Dharma Forms whole!

When the Gate of Exile appeared, Wang Daoxing and the nine other old antiques were also caught in the backlash. They retreated at once, unleashing their full power to resist the terrifying pull that threatened to drag everything into the void.

Fortunately, during Lin Xun’s battle with the two Eternal Will Dharma Forms, they had already retreated to a safe distance. Thus, they narrowly escaped the disaster unscathed. However, when they saw Cang Jiansheng and Wen Jiugao, along with Lin Xun himself, swallowed whole by that terrifying space-time rift, their blood ran cold and their faces turned deathly pale.

“That...”

“That was the Gate of Exile! A forbidden divine power of the Grand Abyss Heaven Devourer. That’s the same technique he used years ago to slay countless powerhouses.”

“Then...the Will Dharma Forms of those two elders are both...”

Even with all their centuries of experience, Wang Daoxing and the others felt their scalps crawl in shock at the sight before them. Too terrifying!

First, Cang Jiansheng’s Will Dharma Form was utterly overpowered by Lin Xun and his dao bodies. This was already an unbelievable outcome. Then, Wen Jiugao’s Will Dharma Form appeared, yet before it could even display its true might, it was struck down by that forbidden divine power. It was a scene of sheer terror beyond words.

Shua!

In just a few breaths, Lin Xun’s figure swept out from the Gate of Exile. Of course, he was the only one who returned. The Will Dharma Forms of Cang Jiansheng and Wen Jiugao had vanished without a trace. Or rather, they would never appear again.

At that sight, Wang Daoxing and the others felt a bone-deep chill seize their hearts. They knew something was terribly wrong.

“Everyone, if you have any other tricks up your sleeve, show them all now.”

Lin Xun’s black hair streamed behind him, his gaze cold as lightning, his aura blazing ever fiercer. The moment he appeared, he strode through the air and charged toward Wang Daoxing and the others.

“Run!”

In that instant, Wang Daoxing acted decisively. He chose to withdraw. Even Eternal Will Dharma Forms had fallen before Lin Xun’s hands. Even if they fought with all their strength and staked their lives, it would still be no different from throwing an egg against a rock.

Just as they were about to flee, Lin Xun’s lips curved into a faint, knowing smile. “As expected.”

With a snap of his fingers...Buzz!

The laws of heaven and earth subtly shifted, as countless threads of temporal light intertwined, weaving together into a sealing force that blanketed the entire world. This web of time sealed off the skies, trapping Wang Daoxing and the others just as they tried to flee.

“The Seal of Temporal Restriction!”

Wang Daoxing and the others recognized the technique instantly. Their faces drained of color and their eyes went wide with horror.

Boom!

They unleashed everything they had. Treasures flared, divine power surged, and countless attacks rained down, all in a desperate attempt to shatter the temporal seal.

Unfortunately, it was useless.

Lin Xun’s figure had already pierced through the currents of time, plunging straight into the heart of the battlefield. The Limitless Abyss Sword Cauldron blazed into the sky, roaring toward the nearest ancient being like a descending executioner’s blade.

“Condense!”

The old antique from the Zhongli Clan roared. Known for his ruthless decisiveness, he now unleashed a forbidden art. Black mist boiled across his body, and before him, a blood-red shield took form, pulsing with murderous light.

However, before Lin Xun’s sword cauldron, that so-called defense was as fragile as an eggshell.

With a single palm strike...Boom! The crimson shield shattered as waves of black mist exploded outward.

“No!”

A shrill, despairing scream tore through the air and was cut off in an instant. When the storm of divine light subsided, the void was in chaos. The ancient powerhouse of the Zhongli Clan had already been annihilated by the sword cauldron. His body, soul and spirit all scattered to nothingness.

It fell utterly silent. A being who stood at the pinnacle of the Transcendence Realm had been slain by Lin Xun just like that!

None dared believe it. Yet none could deny it! Wang Daoxing’s eyes bulged with fury, his voice hoarse and thunderous as he roared, “Quick! Attack him together!”

Boom!

The remaining old monsters charged forward, desperation blazing in their eyes. They had already tested it. Their combined might could not so much as shake the temporal seal. Now, only by staking their lives might they claw out a sliver of survival.

“Kill!”

Wang Daoxing’s aura erupted, fury and humiliation blazing through his chest like wildfire. Grinding his teeth, he roared each word loud and clear, “I swear to offer my life as sacrifice...to invoke divine judgment, mend the heavens, and bring down punishment upon my foe!”

As his words reverberated, each word he uttered shot through the air, transforming into a blood-red mark that sank into the heavy black dao sword in his grasp. In an instant, the black sword erupted with a boundless, blood-soaked killing aura and its blade turned deep crimson, gleaming like fresh blood.

This was undoubtedly a forbidden secret art.

Boom!

With his final word, Wang Daoxing swung his sword in a violent arc. The black sword gleamed with crimson light as nine ancient runes flared to life across its hilt blade, like a divine sword of judgment descending from above.

Crack!

A crimson light of annihilation blazed across the heavens, splitting the sky in two!

“Mantis trying to stop a carriage.”

Facing this sword strike, Lin Xun’s gaze was devoid of joy or sorrow, as fathomless as an ancient abyss. Raising his hand, his crystal-clear palm shimmered with the mysterious radiance of immortal laws. Then, he clenched his fist and struck.

Rumble!

The might of that punch defied all imagination. Everyone felt as though heaven and earth were collapsing, the sun and moon overturning. The entire world seemed drawn into that strike as its surging might gathered into an indestructible pillar of light.

Crack!

The blood-red sword light, dozens of meters long, shattered the instant it met the punch, like glass struck by a divine hammer. The fist force surged on, unstoppable, and slammed into the massive black sword.

Clang!

The black sword was torn from Wang Daoxing’s grip, spinning through the air with a low, trembling wail. Then, before his disbelieving eyes, that unstoppable fist force pierced straight through his chest.

“That...that...how is that possible...?”

He still held his sword-slashing stance, eyes wide with disbelief. At that moment, Lin Xun stood immeasurably stronger than before. His vast and absolute power swept through the world like an invincible tide.

Only then did Wang Daoxing finally understand. Earlier, even when besieged by ten old monsters, Lin Xun had been holding back. Only now did he finally unleash his full, terrifying extent of his strength.

Bang!

The light in Wang Daoxing’s eyes dimmed and went out. A surge of fist force erupted from within him, reducing his dao body to dust. With a single punch, Wang Daoxing, a perfect Transcendence powerhouse, was annihilated!

As Wang Daoxing had sensed in his final moments, Lin Xun had been restraining himself all this time. Now that the time had come to close the net, he cast aside all restraint.

A bone-deep chill gripped the remaining ancient monsters, as if their hearts had been cast into an icy abyss. The fall of the Zhongli Clan’s elder and now Wang Daoxing’s death, filled them with utter terror.

Before them stood Lin Xun, like a supreme god descended upon the mortal world. Every motion, every punch and kick, carried unstoppable divine might.

“Kill!”

“Kill!”

“Kill!”

Their bloodshot eyes burned with madness and despair. They charged again and again, unleashing everything they had, fighting like cornered beasts. However, within the Seal of Temporal Restriction, their attacks were meaningless, unable to so much as touch Lin Xun.

Long ago, even seven deputy pavilion masters of the Origin Sect, including Xuan Feiling, had besieged Lin Xun together, yet they could not force him to show his full might. How could these ten old antiques of the Ten Immortal Giants hope to compare? In terms of pure combat power, they were far beneath Xuan Feiling and the others.

Now, Lin Xun fought without reservation! In the blink of an eye, three more ancient figures fell. One was pulverized by the Limitless Abyss Sword Cauldron. One was cleaved cleanly in two by the dao sword. One was obliterated beneath a single palm. They were like rotting wood crushed beneath divine power.

“Condense!” The old monster of the Jing Clan roared, brandishing a nine-inch black dagger that gleamed with seven-colored light. It thrust toward Lin Xun like a ghostly blur. The strike carried all his strength. The air cracked with a deafening boom as twisted curse seals and ancient, malevolent incantations erupted from the dagger’s tip.

The Cursed Thorn!

It was an extremely domineering and vicious law power. Once pierced by it, even a peerless cultivator’s mind would decay, their soul rot, and their body perish.

However, to the Jing Clan elder’s horror, Lin Xun simply raised his right hand and caught the dagger mid-strike. Curse power flared like pulses of poisonous light, yet not a single spark could harm Lin Xun and not a single mark marred his palm.

“The laws in this world, no matter how vicious or evil, can no longer harm me,” Lin Xun said softly.

As his fingers tightened. The immortal law within his hand, infused with sixty percent of Nirvana Law’s power, erupted. A deafening crack split the air as the immense law power sealed within the dagger was crushed.

As Lin Xun pressed his palm forward, the Jing Clan elder tried to retreat, but his body froze, bound by an invisible force, unable to move an inch. He could only watch in horror as Lin Xun’s palm came crashing down upon the crown of his head.

Pu!

To the onlookers, the Jing Clan powerhouse seemed to turn into a statue. Then, from the crown of his skull downward, he split apart inch by inch until his body and soul burst into fragments and vanished completely.

Without pause, Lin Xun struck again, his momentum surging like an unstoppable tide as he descended upon the four remaining four ancient figures. A blood-curdling scream tore through the void.

Scalding blood sprayed through the air. Within the Seal of Temporal Restriction, Chi Tingfang’s snow-white neck was snapped, her voluptuous body bursting apart. Mu Yongting’s head was crushed beneath a single palm strike, his primordial spirit reduced to dust. One after another, the ancient monsters fell, dying in terror, rage, and disbelief.

In their lifetimes, they had stood like gods, towering giants whose mere stomp could shake entire heaven domains. They had cultivated for countless years, overlooking the mortal world and shaping its tides.

Hundreds of millions of beings could only bow before their divine might. Now, all of them had been suppressed and slain within the Seal of Temporal Restriction! Amidst the billowing blood and gore, ten antiques of the Ten Immortal Giants met their end.

Only Lin Xun remained standing. As though he stood apart from the world.