Chapter 217: The Xuanyuan Sword
There is an insurmountable gap between Void Gods and Domain cultivators. No matter how powerful a Domain cultivator is, they remain cultivators—mortals. Even one at the ninth level of Domain cultivation, who is nearly as strong as a Void God and considered the pinnacle of mortal strength on the Source Continent, is still but an ant in front of a Void God. The gap between mortals and gods is unforgivable.
There is also a significant gap between mid-level Void Gods and low-level ones. It can be said that such a mid-level Void God could effortlessly destroy ten low-level Void Gods. In other words, for Xuanyuan Po to challenge a mid-level Void God at the eighth level of Domain cultivation was nothing short of suicide.
Yet this mid-level Void God had ruled the Source Continent for countless years. He didn’t think anyone would be foolish enough to challenge a Void God with only the power of the eighth level of Domain cultivation, let alone do so in such a provocative manner. His ability to grow to this level meant he wasn’t arrogant at all—he wouldn’t underestimate even the smallest ant.
A phantom image of a Void Divine Weapon appeared above his head and gradually took shape. The oppressive pressure of the Void God enveloped everything around. The cultivators who had come to watch, including those low-level Void Gods, quickly retreated to avoid being affected.
It was a battle axe-shaped Void Divine Weapon, containing the same Void God laws as the mid-level Void God. In the eyes of a Void God, all Void Divine Weapons were merely means to integrate into their bodies and replenish their own Void God laws. Summoning such a weapon meant using all their strength.
It was unbelievable that such a supreme mid-level Void God would unleash his full power against a cultivator at the eighth level of Domain cultivation. Everyone present found it astonishing.
One Void Divine Weapon and one Void God were equivalent to two mid-level Void Gods attacking simultaneously with all their might—enough to destroy even this entire space.
The low-level Void Gods and cultivators around fled in panic. Only a few others at the same mid-level as him remained, watching indifferently as if it were a joke.
Boom!
The Void Divine Weapon—battle axe—suddenly solidified and swung at Xuanyuan Po.
“Guardian Spirit!”
Xuanyuan Po’s expression turned grave as he uttered a low command. The Guardian Spirit of the Primordial Spirit deity reappeared on his body. This Guardian Spirit was like a clone of the Primordial Spirit deity and could withstand attacks from true gods. Facing a mid-level Void God, it was nothing to him.
Bang!
The battle axe struck the Guardian Spirit hard, causing it to tremble slightly, yet Xuanyuan Po remained unharmed. However, the Void Divine Weapon was sent flying backward, and the mid-level Void God also stepped back several times, his face pale—clearly suffering severe injuries. A single Guardian Spirit could injure a mid-level Void God just through the recoil force.
“Go!”
Without hesitation, the mid-level Void God waved his hand to recall his Void Divine Weapon and integrate it into his body. Then, with another gesture, he gathered his subordinates who had been scattered by Xuanyuan Po and vanished into the air.
Jingjin was merely an intermediate Void God; he was not clear about the hierarchy of deities and knew nothing of the existence of the Primordial Spirit God. Without being a deity or having a direct bloodline connection to one, he would never have known about the ranks of deities.
But deep in his heart, he understood that this person was beyond his ability to deal with—let alone offend.
“Want to leave? It’s too late!”
Xuanyuan Po glared fiercely. The guardian of the Primordial Spirit detached itself and flew out, transforming into a giant palm. On top of this palm was a sword-shaped illusion.
From this sword-shaped illusion radiated immense divine power, instantly trapping the body of that intermediate Void God.
“How is this possible! Just an illusion can trap Youman—what level of treasure is this?!”
The other intermediate Void Gods watching from the sidelines were shocked.
“The illusion of a divine weapon… it already has such great power?”
On the other side, Chen Xiao was stunned. He understood that the Divine Weapon Snowflakes Drifting, along with all the other divine weapons he had acquired, paled in comparison to this one. And this was merely an illusion!
“The Xuanyuan Sword… I never expected the Xuanyuan clan to give him even its shadow form. Interesting.” A faint smile appeared on Lou Yu’s lips as he showed no surprise. Clearly, he also possessed something similar.
“The Xuanyuan Sword?” Chen Xiao blinked. It seemed there was such a sword in the myths of China on Earth as well.
“The Xuanyuan Sword, the clan’s treasure… but this is just a fragment of it,” Lou Yu shrugged. “Just like you, you can unleash the power of a divine weapon, and Xuanyuan Po can do the same through the Primordial Spirit within him, bringing out the full power of this divine weapon’s illusion.”
Lou Yu didn’t hide anything from Chen Xiao. In his eyes, Chen Xiao was just like them—originating from some deity clan and possessing at least the power of the Primordial Spirit God. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to reach this place with merely his supernatural abilities.
Moreover, the three of them had truly formed an alliance. Both Lou Yu and Xuanyuan Po knew what it meant when such powerful deity clans united. They could receive the protection of the Primordial Spirit God, indicating that these two held high status within their clans and could even speak on behalf of their people.
“Die!” Xuanyuan Po roared violently. The shadow of the Xuanyuan Sword moved like a storm, slashing down upon the intermediate Void God Youman. It was like dropping a red-hot iron rod onto solid lard. Youman’s body had no chance to resist and was split in two. The laws of the Void God within him were also consumed by this fragment of the Xuanyuan Sword and transmitted to Xuanyuan Po.
Even those cultivators who had been under Youman’s protection died instantly under this strike, their laws of power shattered as well.
“So powerful…” Chen Xiao was secretly shocked. He could now kill cultivators at the third level of the Domain realm despite being at a higher level, but when facing a Void God, apart from launching a surprise attack and possibly causing slight damage, he was powerless. Yet even the Void God couldn’t do anything to Chen Xiao—if he wanted to hide or leave, not even a True God could detect him.
As for Xuan Yuan Po, who killed the Void God with a single sword, this act immediately made the other intermediate Void Gods feel threatened. With eight such intermediate Void Gods remaining, they didn’t hesitate and immediately surrounded Xuan Yuan Po.
“You must have used some kind of forbidden technique just now. Can you use it again?” one of the Void Gods sneered.
“I can,” replied another. Meanwhile, Yuan Ling also appeared on Liu Yu’s body, above which was a phantom image of a nine-story building. Chen Xiao joined in as well—the form of his divine artifact, Snowflakes Drifting, slowly appeared as well.