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"Scram for me."

Luo Tian's sword energy had reached its peak. Although he did not use any sword skills with this strike, with the might of a Saint Ruler, this strike was not at all inferior to a high-grade Heaven Ranked sword skill.

"Slash!"

Luo Tian raised his sword and swung it towards the fire dragon's head.

"Bam."

The head of the fire dragon instantly shattered and the entire fire dragon disappeared as well. Countless pure spirit energies once again returned to the world.

"Sword Sect, our sect is irreconcilable with you."

The Flaming Cloud Saint's angry roars could be heard from far away, but it was quickly calmed down.

"The headmaster has become a Saint. The headmaster has become a Saint."

Everyone in the sword faction was pleasantly surprised, and the sword rain was also extremely excited.

From today onwards, the Sword Faction already had two Saints, while the Law Faction had lost Purple Star. There were also a few semi-sage experts and dozens of peak Emperor Stage powerhouses. Wu Zong had suffered similarly heavy losses.

From then on, in a first-rate sect, the difference between the sword faction and the other sects would no longer be that great.

In other words, the Battle Sword Sect was the beneficiary.

Luo Tian, on the other hand, didn't seem happy at all. Instead, his face was one of desolation.

At this moment, he finally gained enlightenment. The difference between a Saint and a peak semi-sage was in the state of mind. A Saint was fearless and unrestrained, especially when it came to swordsmanship. It was more important to follow one's heart.

He should have been promoted to the Saint Realm long ago, but he had always tolerated it, causing his mental state to be damaged. Luo Mo's death had thoroughly enraged him, and he raised the Heaven's Destruction Sword to face the Saint's attack directly, thus his mental state had instantly risen and successfully entered the Saint Realm.

A swordsman should be fearless.

This was also the reason why Luo Jianxin, as well as Chen Yao's cultivation level had improved so quickly and his battle strength had become so powerful.

However, he knew that the price he had to pay was the life of his only daughter. The price he had to pay was too great.

That was the only thought that existed in his mind at the moment.

"Slash!"

A bright ray of sword radiance was emitted from the Heaven's Destruction sword. With a slash, it shot straight towards the ten thousand battles that the white-robed Sword Guards were surrounding.

Fighting between saints was very important, but for sage realm cultivators, their mental states were even more important.

Luo Tian's sudden transcendence shocked the world. Moreover, right now, he already felt somewhat exhausted. But at this moment, Luo Tian's fighting spirit was at its peak.

"Thunder."

A bright sword glow flashed with lightning. In Luo Tian's hands, the Myriad Sword Technique had already displayed the might of a high-grade heaven-step treasure.

"One Thought Sword Kill."

The Sword Rain hesitated for a moment before also taking action. An even brighter and faster sword light also shot towards Wan Zhan.

One Thought Sword Kill.

In the upgraded Mind's Sword, the Mind's Sword could only be used to control the sword with one's heart. The amount of damage one could cause completely depended on the strength of the sword, while the One Thought Sword Kill used one's heart to perform the sword technique.

One Thought Sword Kill was one of the most powerful sword techniques in the sword rain, and it was infinitely close to a Saint-rank sword skill.

She wanted to slaughter saints.

The Sword Faction had already become enemies with the Martial Ancestor Realm. They had to seize this opportunity to drain the power of the Martial Ancestor Realm. Otherwise, how could the Sword Faction withstand Wu Zong's crazed counterattack?

Since you've come, don't even think about leaving.

Two powerful streaks of sword-light struck out towards the ten thousand battles.

Whether or not he was resisting that streak of sword-light, the other streak of sword-light was more than enough to kill him.

Sage realm experts placed great importance on their lives. When facing death and sensing the aura of death, the ten thousand battles were extremely violent.

"No."

He shouted out hysterically. The pressure on his body didn't seem to be so manic, but rather, it seemed to inflate his entire being.

"Not good, he wants to self-destruct."

"Everyone, retreat."

The rain of swords appeared extremely anxious.

A Saint's self-detonation might not be enough to destroy the world, but within a thousand miles radius, not even a blade of grass would grow. Aside from Sheng Domain, no one else could live for that long.

Most of the sword faction's power was here, they definitely could not destroy it.

Everyone hurriedly retreated, but it was too late.

Just as the two sword glows were about to explode into ten thousand battles …

Suddenly, waves of Buddhist chanting came from the west.

Golden Buddhist lights began to appear one after another from the west. An extremely bright golden light took the lead to arrive at this place.

A golden wooden fish landed on the top of Wan Zhan's head, and his body instantly returned to its original size.

"Zheng."

Both the Thundershock Sword Technique and the One Thought Sword Kill struck the golden wooden fish at the same time.

The golden-colored wooden fish trembled violently, but there wasn't even the slightest crack that could be seen. The Sword Qi dispersed in all directions, and one could see with the naked eye that the white colored ripples of Spiritual Energy had returned to the world.

"Amitabha."

Several beams of golden light landed on the scene as well. There was a bald old monk with white eyebrows and a white beard standing beside Wan Zhan, holding a golden wooden fish, his strength unfathomable.

Behind him were more than a dozen golden men.

"Zen Temple of the Heart, Great Master White-browed?" When Jian Yu saw the person, he was extremely shocked.

The monk known as the White-browed Grandmaster in the sword rain nodded slightly at the sword rain before throwing the wooden fish in his hand in the direction of Chen Yao.

The club was initially unremarkable, but when it came in contact with the prison created by the sword technique, it suddenly glowed with a golden light and broke through the cage instantly. Its spiritual energy leaked out, and the cage instantly disintegrated.

"We can be saved, we can be saved."

At this moment, less than twenty people had been killed by Chen Yu, leaving behind only two semi-sage realm cultivators who were heavily injured. Seeing their savior, everyone didn't have enough time to think as they flew over to the white-browed monk's side.

"White-browed Grandmaster, save me!"

At this moment, the courage of the experts from the Magic Sect had already been shattered by the slaughter.

The white-browed monk nodded at them with a face full of smiles.

"Who are you?"

Chen Yao, who had a head full of white hair and a body completely covered in blood, was extremely furious at the group of monks that had suddenly appeared.

"I am me."

Abbot Whitebrow smiled.

"Those who stop me from killing, die."

At this moment, Chen Yao completely lost his rationality. Before he became bewitched, his only thought had been to kill all the members of the Martial Ancestor Realm and Martial Ancestor Realm. This thought had become Chen Yao's conviction.

If the sudden appearance of these monks prevented him from killing, then in Chen Yao's subconscious, these monks would also die.

The Nurturing sword sheath appeared in Chen Yao's hand, and the Heaven's Severing Sword was inserted into the Nurturing sword sheath.

He slowly drew his sword. He wanted to kill.

Due to Chen Yao being possessed by the devil, the momentum of the Heaven Severing Sword had reached its peak. Even before the Heaven Severing Sword was unsheathed, the sword aura had already started to wreak havoc on it. Chen Yao's white hair fluttered in the wind.

"Amitabha."

The white-browed Grandmaster muttered in a low voice, then began to recite the scripture.

"All appearances are illusory. If one sees that they are different from one another, then one sees Tathagata."

"All kinds of laws are born due to karma, all kinds of laws are destroyed due to marriage. I said it's karma …"

Behind him, the group of golden arhats also followed the white-browed Grandmaster as they continued to chant the golden text.

The golden words appeared one by one around Chen Yao. The Buddhist light shone everywhere and the color of Chen Yao's blood was fading. His cultivation had also started falling crazily.

"Bind."

The white-browed Grandmaster untied his cassock and threw it forward.

The monastic robe instantly turned into golden threads that coiled around Chen Yao's body. Like a fishing net, they coiled around Chen Yao, preventing him from moving even the slightest bit.

"Such extravagant work. The heart Zen Temple is a treasure. Because it has three saint artifacts, it is called the Wooden Fish, Vajra Pestle, and Demonic Locking Priestess. Seems like you are determined to obtain them."

Seeing Chen Yao trapped by the Zen Temple, Jian Yu looked at the white-browed Grandmaster with a somewhat unfriendly gaze, while his tone of voice was filled with mockery.