Chapter 35: Ling Jian Was Crushed To Death, Jian Zong Retreated, Is Gu Qingge Jealous?

Boom!

From the heavens, a giant foot stomped down, intertwining the chains of divine order, unstoppable like a bamboo breaking, crushing all the divine swords underfoot.

Countless sword lights shattered.

The entire sword formation trembled and shook, then directly collapsed, leaving behind a massive and incomparable gap, pierced through by this foot.

Mighty divine power, terrifying aftermath, rapidly swept through with astonishing speed, shattering numerous mountains and palaces.

"Ah ah ah..."

Countless Sword Sect experts, including many elders, all vomited blood, being forcefully shaken away, their expressions filled with terror.

"The Sect Protection Formation is broken?"

A group of Supreme Elders showed fearful expressions.

The Sect Protection Formation of the Towering Void Sword Sect, jointly arranged by the Saint Ancestors, was enough to withstand attacks from the Seventh Heaven Saints, but it was unexpectedly crushed by the attacking enemy with a single foot?

Could it be...

Is the opponent a powerhouse at the Eighth Heaven Saint level?

"It's Su Changsheng!!"

Ling Jian trembled even more, he had already recognized the voice of the intruder, his face showing a terrified expression.

He didn't expect that Su Changsheng not only attacked the Towering Void Sword Sect, but also crushed the Sect Protection Formation with a single foot.

This kind of strength is even more terrifying than the Saint Ancestors!

"Where are the Ancestors?"

"Quickly ask the Ancestors to take action!"

"Hurry, only the Ancestors can stop him!"

One Supreme Elder after another anxiously said, at this moment, only the Saint Ancestors can confront Su Changsheng.

Boom!

In the sky, Su Changsheng appeared, his eyes shining brightly, like two suns shining, sweeping across, the fluctuation causing countless experts of the Towering Void Sword Sect to tremble in fear.

Clang clang clang...

Countless precious swords trembled, radiating sword light, each Sword Peak also erupted with divine might, wanting to confront him, sword radiance in the billions, intending to shatter heaven, earth, and all things.

Boom rumble rumble!

Su Changsheng remained indifferent, pressing his hand down, and the light of countless stars scattered, suppressing all the sword energy and restraining the power of Sword Peak.

"I found you!"

Then, his gaze shifted and caught sight of Ling Jian in the distance, who looked extremely terrified. Su Changsheng spoke indifferently.

"Elder... Elder Ancestor, save me!"

Ling Jian's heart turned cold, and he quickly retreated while shouting. At the same time, he unleashed all his trump cards, including a sacred weapon, in an attempt to resist.

"Does this have any meaning..."

Su Changsheng said calmly, extending his hand from afar, crossing through layers of space, shattering all obstacles. With a single grasp, he crushed Ling Jian in his palm. In the desperate look in Ling Jian's eyes, his entire body exploded, leaving behind only a broken Primordial Spirit.

"Ancestor!"

"Su Changsheng killed the Ancestor!"

"Why isn't Elder Ancestor taking action?"

The elders and geniuses of the Sword Sect witnessed this scene and shouted in anger and grief. Some powerful individuals were also filled with fury.

The Towering Void Sword Sect had existed for nearly a hundred thousand years and had never suffered such humiliation. Not only were they attacked by the enemy in their headquarters, but even their Ancestor was crushed by a single palm.

But at this moment, if Saint Elder Ancestor didn't take action, they wouldn't be able to stop Su Changsheng. Even if more powerful individuals went up, they would be killed with a single finger.

"Ling Jian is dead..."

Beside Su Changsheng, Bai Yuege's eyes turned slightly red. She looked at the broken Primordial Spirit in Su Changsheng's palm with hatred.

That was Ling Jian's Primordial Spirit.

"Do you see, Yue'er? This is strength. As long as you are strong enough, even if they come knocking on your door, you can crush the leader of this Sword Sect, and they won't dare to say a word!"

Su Changsheng said calmly, then crushed the Primordial Spirit in his palm.

His voice was not loud, but the cultivators of the Towering Void Sword Sect were all strong individuals. Even the disciples had cultivation levels starting from the Qi Sea Realm and True Origin Realm. Naturally, they could hear his words.

At this moment, each of them revealed expressions of grief, humiliation, and hatred.

However, no matter how humiliated they felt, they didn't dare to make any moves in front of Saint Su Changsheng. They all lowered their heads, unable to meet his gaze.

"This is the Towering Void Sword Sect, the prestigious number one sword sect in the True Saint Continent?"

Su Changsheng couldn't help but sneer at the sight.

A dignified sword cultivator who doesn't even have the courage to draw his sword against the enemy, it really disappoints him.

"Fellow Daoist, should this be enough?"

At this moment, a voice of age and wisdom resounded through the heavens and earth, carrying a hint of sharpness, like an unparalleled divine sword, permeating bone-chilling coldness.

Even an ordinary Semi-Saint would tremble in their Primordial Spirit.

"Elder?!"

The group of Towering Void Sword Sect experts' eyes lit up.

They all eagerly anticipated that the elder would take action and suppress the arrogant Su Changsheng.

However, they were disappointed. The elders of the Towering Void Sword Sect had no intention of confronting Su Changsheng.

Or rather, after Su Changsheng stomped through the sect's protective array, they fell into silence.

"Not enough, I still want the Transcending Tribulation Lotus!"

Su Changsheng said coldly.

Originally, he was willing to exchange double the resources, but since the Towering Void Sword Sect didn't give him face, he wouldn't blame himself for personally coming to take it.

Moreover, he didn't believe that the Saint elders of the Towering Void Sword Sect were unaware of Ling Jian's actions.

This was likely their tacit approval.

"..."

In the ancestral land, the aged voice fell silent. There, sword light intertwined, mist surged, as if a supreme being was in a deep slumber.

"Good!"

Finally, a voice rang out, followed by a beam of light that landed in front of Su Changsheng.

It was a divine lotus, about the height of a person and three meters wide, radiating dazzling purple light, surrounded by thunderous lightning and rolling calamitous clouds, as if undergoing Transcending Tribulation, it appeared extraordinary and divine.

"So beautiful!"

Bai Yuege beside him looked curious, her watery eyes blinking with some fondness.

"Not bad!"

Su Changsheng nodded. This was indeed the Transcending Tribulation Lotus, and the other party did not deceive him.

"Since that's the case, fellow Daoists of the Towering Void Sword Sect, I bid you farewell!" Su Changsheng smiled and then left with Bai Yuege, leaving behind a group of angry and humiliated experts from the Sword Sect.

They didn't understand why the sect's patriarch would just watch indifferently as Su Changsheng showed off his might.

"The Towering Void Sword Sect was attacked by a Heavenly Demon Saint, and the master of the Sword Sect, Ling Jian, exhausted his strength and perished while trying to repel the enemy. That is the truth of today!"

"No disciple is allowed to discuss or leak this information. Anyone who disobeys will be killed!"

A cold voice sounded, and it was none other than the Towering Void Sword Sect's Saint Patriarch.

"Yes!"

Although the crowd was angry and puzzled, they dared not disobey the patriarch's command and responded one after another.

"Su Changsheng's strength surpasses our imagination!"

"He is at least on par with the Eighth Heaven, or even the Ninth Heaven!"

"The Towering Void Sword Sect cannot afford to provoke him. Even if we fight with all our might, we may not win and could even face the danger of annihilation."

"Let it be. This time, we'll remember it. The future is uncertain, and it remains to be seen who will have the last laugh. It all depends on who falls first!"

Not long after, within the ancestral land of the Towering Void Sword Sect, several indifferent voices consecutively resounded, totaling four voices in total.

If outsiders were to know, they would surely be greatly shocked.

The Towering Void Sword Sect actually concealed its strength, not with three Saints, but with four Saints.

Moreover, even with four Saints, they still might not be able to contend against Su Changsheng.

On the other side, at the Su Family.

"The resources are ready!"

In front of Gu Qingge, Su Changsheng arrived with Bai Yuege, a smile on his lips as he handed over the collected resources to her.

"Who is she?"

However, Gu Qingge paid no attention to the resources and instead looked sharply at Bai Yuege beside her, her gaze containing a hint of jealousy.

Is Gu Qingge feeling jealous?

Su Changsheng was suddenly taken aback.

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