Daqian Martial Saint

The three Elders of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect surrounded Chen Ping’an, their True Qi rippling as they formed a tight encirclement, trapping him dead in the center.

Neither Elder Lu nor Elder Sha was an ordinary Profound Light Initial Realm cultivator; they were ruthless experts capable of tangling with masters of the Profound Light Middle Realm.

And Elder Han was another matter entirely. Even among those at the Profound Light Middle Realm, his combat prowess was considered quite formidable.

Two at the Profound Light Initial Realm and one at the Profound Light Middle Realm—with the three of them joining forces, what could Chen Ping’an do? It wouldn’t matter if he truly possessed the strength of a Profound Light Middle Realm cultivator, let alone just being suspected of it.

He would likely be unable to escape a bloody death on the spot.

"A shame about those brothers back in the sect!" A vicious, predatory light flared in the fierce-faced man’s eyes.

To ensure this scheme succeeded, the men he brought had undoubtedly become sacrificial pawns. Judging by the situation in Red Maple Market, without him to lead the charge, it was highly unlikely that any of them would escape.

"But... as long as I can kill you, it will all be worth it!"

At that moment, Elder Lu had finished building up his Saber Momentum. As his words fell, a terrifying blade of light instantly slashed out.

With its accumulated power, the force of this strike had just barely crossed the threshold into the Profound Light Middle Realm.

At the same instant, Elder Sha’s Dark Red Soft Sword also shot forth sharp streams of Sword Aura that surged toward Chen Ping’an. While each stream was not as powerful as Elder Lu’s single strike, their strength lay in their relentless, unending assault.

Elder Han, the one with the highest Cultivation of the three, had already completely enveloped his Serrated Short Blade in True Qi. With a flicker, his body shot toward Chen Ping’an.

His aura pulsed around him; he was aiming for a killing blow. With Elder Lu and Elder Sha’s combined assault, he was confident he could strike a fatal blow, even if Chen Ping’an truly possessed the strength of a Profound Light Middle Realm expert.

HUMMM~

The brilliant saber aura reached Chen Ping’an in an instant. Almost simultaneously, several continuous streams of Sword Aura flashed toward him from another direction. And closing in was the gray-robed elder.

Facing this seemingly inescapable deathtrap, Chen Ping’an simply raised his arm.

WHOOSH~

A torrent of saber aura, empowered by the searing heat of the Top-Grade Treasure Earth Crocodile Golden Flame Saber, erupted like a predatory fire dragon and instantly shattered Elder Lu’s attack.

Without losing any momentum, the fire dragon surged toward Elder Lu.

"No!" With a heart-rending scream, Elder Lu was completely devoured by the fire dragon.

Though Chen Ping’an hadn’t used his full strength for that attack, he had mobilized a portion of his True Qi. Empowered by the divine properties of the Earth Crocodile Golden Flame Saber, the strike had firmly crossed the threshold into the Profound Light High Realm!

There was no question that the fierce-faced man would die from such a blow.

After unleashing the slash, Chen Ping’an didn’t stop. He moved, charging head-on toward the incoming streams of Sword Aura.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Golden Light flared from Chen Ping’an’s free hand, which he shaped like a Vajra Giant Palm to blast apart the incoming streams of Sword Aura. The sheer force of his Palm Power was so fierce that even its shockwaves obliterated the surrounding trees and bushes.

Elder Sha, who wielded the dark-colored Soft Sword, stared in terror, completely stunned by the scene before him.

’He’s Mang Blade! Why does he know this Palm Technique...?’

When Chen Ping’an had countered his earlier sneak attack, he had briefly revealed a Palm Technique. Elder Sha had taken note of it but hadn’t been this astonished. Now, however, every one of Chen Ping’an’s palm strikes seemed to manifest the form of Vajra’s Furious Gaze. The incomparably fierce Palm Power utterly annihilated his Sword Aura.

This Palm Power was several times stronger than what he had shown just moments ago!

They weren’t even in the same league!

"Mang Blade! Mang Vajra! No!" Elder Sha’s eyes widened in horror, feeling as if they would burst from their sockets as he watched Chen Ping’an fly toward him. He used a Soft Sword and was known for his agility, not for direct confrontations.

He had originally planned to use his exceptionally agile Body Technique to contend with Chen Ping’an for a while. But after witnessing such an overbearing, powerful display, all his courage vanished. How could he possibly entertain the thought of fighting back now?

The Golden Light between his brows flickered intensely, and True Qi surged through his body as he turned to flee. But Chen Ping’an’s speed was nothing like what he had shown during the chase—it was far beyond anything Elder Sha could have imagined!

In the space of a single breath, Chen Ping’an crossed the distance and was upon him. A palm, shimmering with Golden Light, descended mercilessly upon his head!

"No!" Elder Sha was not one for direct confrontations, but in this situation, he could only bite the bullet and try to block the blow with his Swordsmanship!

SMASH!

Elder Sha was only halfway through executing his Swordsmanship, his blade not yet in position, when his head and upper torso exploded.

Now that Chen Ping’an had revealed a fraction of his power, his Great Vajra Palm at the Perfection Level was simply more than a mere Profound Light Initial Realm cultivator could ever hope to withstand.

No matter how formidable one was within the Initial Realm, it was still just the Initial Realm!

With a single palm strike, Elder Sha of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect was killed on the spot!

’How is this possible?’ Elder Han of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, who was still flying toward Chen Ping’an, froze. His eyes went wide, his face a mask of utter shock and terror as he watched Chen Ping’an effortlessly cut down two of his comrades in the blink of an eye.

He had considered countless possible outcomes for this plan, but this was the one result he had never imagined.

The two Elders he had relied on so heavily hadn’t even lasted two breaths against Chen Ping’an!

Elder Han’s throat went dry. He forced out four words.

"Profound Light High Realm!"

HUMMM~

His True Qi flared. Using the nearby rocks to break his momentum, he forced a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn. His approach became a hasty retreat as he fled into the distance.

"Where do you think you’re going!" Chen Ping’an snorted.

As it happened, the man who had just died dropped a Fine Iron Long Spear. A glint flashed in Chen Ping’an’s eyes. With a grasping motion of his hand, the Fine Iron Long Spear flew into his grasp.

He gripped the Fine Iron Long Spear, leaning back slightly as he channeled his True Qi and the power of his own flesh, gathering all his strength into his arm. His eyes were locked on the gray-robed elder frantically fleeing in the distance.

"Go!"

Suddenly, Chen Ping’an’s arm lashed forward. The Fine Iron Long Spear shot out like an arrow from a bow, tearing through the air with a piercing whistle as it flew toward the gray-robed elder.

The gray-robed elder suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and the hair on his arms stood on end.

’This is bad!’

Acting on a sudden, dire premonition, he whipped his head around and saw a terrifying sight. The Fine Iron Long Spear, a blur of speed and power, was tearing through the air straight for him.

He was in mid-air; it was too late to dodge. But his years of walking the line between life and death allowed the gray-robed elder to make the only choice he could.

The Profound Light between his brows shone with maximum intensity. He frantically surged his True Qi, ignoring the strain on his meridians, causing the short blade in his hand to erupt with power.

"Get out of the way!"

With a furious roar, he brought the Serrated Short Blade down hard on the tip of the Fine Iron Long Spear.

The gray-robed elder’s plan was simple: a single, all-or-nothing gamble. He would use all his strength to knock the Fine Iron Long Spear aside, changing its trajectory and saving himself from being impaled.

CLANG!

In that instant, the short blade struck the Fine Iron Long Spear, leaving a deep gash in its tip.

But the incredible force behind the spear meant the gray-robed elder would not get his wish.

PFFT!

Without losing any momentum, the long spear instantly pierced through the gray-robed elder’s body.

The gray-robed elder’s body went rigid before plummeting downward. The incredible force of the impact pinned him to the ground.