Supreme Sword Exalt

A terrifying might surged forth in tandem. The strength Gu Han displayed was simply inconceivable for a cultivator at the fourth stage of the Saint realm.

A chill ran through everyone’s hearts. He’s so strong!

Even the Hehuan Sect Master could no longer pay attention to Chongming. She fixed her gaze on Gu Han, her expression somewhat grave. “So that’s why! He’s actually so formidable!”

The young man consoled her with a smile, “It’s not a problem at all. You don’t have to worry. We have the numbers.”

That was his greatest source of confidence. Every one of them had clawed their way up from the lowest ranks of cultivators, weathering schemes and betrayals, life and death. None of them were fools.

The fact that Gu Han had effortlessly wiped out the Zhang family estate was proof enough of his strength. Hence, even knowing Gu Han was a Saint realm cultivator, they had still used their full force to ensure not a single slip-up occurred.

Unable to hold back any longer, the Hehuan Sect Master ordered, “Go! Kill him!”

The four pink-robed men beside her struck first. Their cultivation bases surged, and four streams of Saint might descended upon Gu Han.

The young man smiled confidently. “You guys go too!”

His five followers also made their move. Nine streams of Saint might converged. Though all nine were ordinary Saint realm cultivators, with the strongest at the third stage, their combined might surged like a churning sea upon Gu Han. As their respective auras collided unceasingly, a terrifying force erupted, ravaging the ground for nearly half a li in every direction.

Elder Zhang’s expression turned cold. “Hmph! Soon, I’ll make him wish he were dead—”

Halfway through his words, he cried out in shock, “Impossible!”

Even though he was facing nine men, Gu Han’s Saint might showed not the slightest sign of faltering. Instead, it only grew stronger, pushing back against the opponents.

Elder Zhang’s expression shifted slightly. “Don’t tell me, he still hasn’t used his full strength?”

As if answering his doubt, Gu Han’s aura erupted, far more powerful than before. Amid the deafening roar, he mobilized every scrap of the power of heaven and earth he could command. Killing intent blazed in his eyes. His robe fluttered violently in the turbulent aura. The sheer weight of his Saint might pressed the ground dozens of zhang around him, sinking it several chi deep.

The sea of vital qi was the manifestation of the power of heaven and earth. Not only could it form Saint might, but it could also merge with one’s own cultivation base, greatly amplifying the power of divine secret arts. The same technique used by a Transcendent realm cultivator and a Saint Realm cultivator could differ vastly in power.

Other factors aside, the amount of the power of heaven and earth one could seize and command was the most direct measure of a Saint realm cultivator’s strength and foundation. With four Supreme Stages and a superior divine soul, Gu Han could naturally utilize several times more of the power of heaven and earth than his peers. And he hadn’t even achieved the Ultimate Saint realm yet.

In the span of a breath, he shattered the nine men’s Saint might one by one. They turned pale and stumbled backward.

The smile had vanished from the young man’s face, but he still maintained his composure. “Don’t panic. We have the numbers—”

Gu Han’s fierce shout rang out. “Kill!”

Gu Han’s sword pointed straight at the man, and the murderous intent in his eyes practically solidified into substance, boring into him.

The young man’s heart tightened. “Quick! All together!”

The moment his words fell, Gu Han seemed to teleport, appearing immediately before him. Gu Han slashed downward, moving so fast that the young man could barely react. And he was at the Feather Transformation realm. A flash of red appeared, and a sword aura over a hundred zhang long solidified, arriving before him.

At the same time, 108 strands of Great Evolution Sword Qi briefly wavered before connecting at Gu Han’s will, forming a sword wheel a hundred zhang in circumference. As it spun at tremendous speed, it tore through space itself, descending upon his assailants. The young man could barely gather a layer of dim light to shield himself before the sword aura struck, sending him flying backward.

Behind Gu Han, the sword wheel spun at high velocity, shredding the Saint might of the two cultivators who had charged forward first. Then, it sliced clean through them without slowing in the slightest, and continued straight toward Elder Zhang and the rest.

The two men froze as countless red lines appeared across them. With a soft sound, their bodies disintegrated. A rain of blood fell, marking the true beginning of Gu Han’s massacre.

In the distance, the young man had suffered considerable injury, shouting relentlessly, “Don’t panic! Whatever you do, don’t lose your composure! We have the numbers!”

Not that he had to remind them. Elder Zhang blazed with green light that coalesced into a massive hand several hundred zhang across, meeting the sword wheel head-on. The other four Feather Transformation realm cultivators, along with the rest of the Saint realm cultivators, also struck out simultaneously. Holding nothing back, streams of Saint might and Feather Transformation divine secret arts crashed into the sword wheel.

The sword wheel shattered on impact, and Gu Han’s face turned pale, but he didn’t look back. With a flicker of his will, specks of Mortal World Intent drifted outward. The shattered sword qi gathered once more, losing its former peerless sharpness and transforming into countless tiny strands. They continued to rain down upon the group.

Someone asked in confusion, “What’s this?”

Elder Zhang sneered. “He’s just putting on a show. He’s already done for! Kill him!”

Yet inwardly, he breathed a sigh of relief. Thank god we brought enough people! Otherwise, we might not be able to take him down!

The specks of sword qi fell upon the group once more. Even though they appeared unremarkable, the sword qi seemed inexhaustible, incredibly resilient, and tenacious. In just a few moments, they had shredded Elder Zhang’s great green hand into fragments. The other four Feather Transformation realm cultivators’ techniques fared little better.

His expression drastically changed as he retreated at full speed. “Not good! This sword qi is strange!”

However, it was too late. Though the few Feather Transformation realm cultivators fared well enough, but those Saint realm cultivators had all, to varying degrees, been touched by the sword qi.

Cries of agony rose and fell.

“AAAH!”

“What’s this?!”

“Old Ancestor, save me!”

The Mortal World Intent churned the unfortunate ones into clouds of blood mist, just like the two before them. Even those only lightly touched suffered severe injuries, losing most of their combat strength. With a single strike, Gu Han had reduced their Saint realm cultivators by nearly a third. And from the start of the battle to now, only a few short breaths had passed.

Everyone stared at Gu Han, instinctively thinking, He’s a freak!

If not for his appearance differing from the rumors, they would have mistaken Gu Han for the Profound Sword Sect’s newly appointed Sword Prince, Jian Wuchen.

In the distance, the young man could no longer say a single word. He suddenly realized that against someone as terrifying as Gu Han, having more people seemed completely useless!