Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 525 - 258: The Majesty of the Sanqing Saint Heir! Invincible Under the Heavens! (6000 words)_3

Chapter 525: Chapter 258: The Majesty of the Sanqing Saint Heir! Invincible Under the Heavens! (6000 words)_3

Wang Xiu was inwardly stunned.

As expected. People who run their mouths are prone to landing critical hits! I wasn’t wrong about you, kid!

"Reincarnation of the Ancients!"

"Reincarnation of the Ancients!"

"Spin, spin, spin!"

"Birth, birth, birth!"

"YAAAAAAAAH—"

Chong Yue, on the verge of a berserker rage, frantically cast Reincarnation of the Ancients. One after another, portals tore open in the void, summoning the phantom forms of ancient creatures until an army of the undead had formed around him.

There were dozens of them. Although they were not as powerful as the first Tao Wu, they still possessed frightening power. Their overwhelming ferocity engulfed a portion of the sky, creating the impression of an invincible force!

"This guy has been hiding his true strength all this time!"

"The Sugu Clan really lives up to its reputation!"

In the distance, the several True Demons watching the battle were solemn. They had gained a new understanding of Chong Yue’s strength; among their ranks, he was definitely top-tier, with few who could match him. If he continued to grow, the Sugu Clan might just reclaim the glory of its ancient past under his leadership.

Wang Xiu watched this scene unfold in silence, waiting for him to finish his casting.

Then, he slowly drew the Asura Heaven Punishment Sword. A piercingly cold Sword Intent radiated from him as he slashed out.

"Same Life as Heaven and Earth—One Hundred Thousand Executions Slash!"

RUMBLE!

A vast Blood Sea spread out from the void, its murderous aura soaring to the heavens. The waves churned violently, and any demon caught within was instantly reduced to a bloody pulp. It was a truly terrifying sight.

At the same time, one stout-bodied Blood Pig Spirit after another let out piercing screams. They surged forward through the Blood Sea, their endless charge looking exceptionally ferocious.

There was a full hundred thousand of them!

The spectacle was awe-inspiring, like a massive army marching to war!

The entire world trembled!

"What the hell?"

Witnessing this, Chong Yue was completely stunned.

I summon a horde of ancient Fierce Beasts, and you summon a herd of pigs? Are you seriously trying to suppress me with a bunch of pigs? You must be insane!

"Damn you, human! How dare you humiliate me like this!" Chong Yue ground his teeth, trembling with rage. This was the greatest insult. He could see clearly that those pigs rampaging in the Blood Sea were not some strange demonic breed, but simply ordinary mortal pigs. They only appeared so fierce because they were enhanced by the Holy Sword’s Sword Intent.

If I’m defeated by this attack, it means I’m lower than a pig! In that case, I might as well give up on being a demon and just smash my head against the walls of Initial Demon City and be done with it! Even winning this fight would be a disgrace! I’d still be fighting things that are worse than pigs!

He was certain that Wang Xiu had no intention of winning with this move. It was purely to humiliate him!

How could he tolerate this?

"Kill them!" he roared in a fury. The dozens of ancient Fierce Beast phantoms charged forward, crashing into the Blood Sea.

The next moment, he was utterly dumbfounded.

The Blood Sea boiled. Each droplet of blood roiled with an extremely pure Sword Intent that was boundless and unceasing, covering the sky.

Each and every pig contained a shocking murderous intent, the will of Asura.

The churning Blood Sea was a domain of death.

Countless Pig Spirits crashed into the phantoms of the ancient Fierce Beasts. They shattered continuously, erupting with wave after wave of sharpness.

It was like an ocean of sword qi, instantly burying the ancient phantoms.

"KILL—"

Among the countless Pig Spirits, a woman in red rode a Qiong Qi. She looked like a majestic knight, valiant and heroic. Her entire being radiated an intense Sword Intent, her posture proud and her face stunningly beautiful. She slaughtered her way forward, felling one ancient Fierce Beast after another.

Ultimately, the Blood Sea surged past, engulfing Chong Yue.

In an instant, countless bloody gashes appeared on his body.

Overcome with terror, he scrambled back, but there was no escape. He was instantly cut in half at the waist and lost an arm, forced to flee as nothing but a mutilated torso.

"How was that?" Wang Xiu asked, holding his sword. He stood proudly in the void, supremely calm and composed, a sharp contrast to the disheveled Chong Yue.

Everyone was shocked.

The Saint Heir of Sanqing was far too strong, suppressing a True Demon with the flick of a wrist. What was supposed to be a climactic duel now seemed to be nothing more than the Saint Heir toying with his opponent.

The gap in their strength was too vast!

The Saint Heir of Sanqing hadn’t even used his full power!

What a terrifying Saint Heir of Sanqing! A few True Demons gathered, their eyes full of wariness as they stared at Wang Xiu. They asked themselves if they would have fared any better than Chong Yue.

How can a mere human be this powerful? How did he do it?

"I don’t believe it, I can’t believe it..." Chong Yue raved. He consumed a Precious Medicine and channeled his Demonic Element, his physical body quickly regenerating, but his spirit had already collapsed.

His Demonic Light surged as he tried to cast Reincarnation of the Ancients again, only to find that his power was depleted. He no longer had the strength to support such a Divine Skill. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Damn it... have I already reached my limit? His expression was desolate, as if he had aged countless years in a single moment.

Wang Xiu was somewhat disappointed. Hmm? Has he run out of slick words? If that was the case, there was no reason to hold back anymore.

He swung his sword in a horizontal slash.

A great river of Sword Intent tore through the void, cleaving heaven and earth.

Chong Yue’s scalp tingled. His body shuddered, and all desire to fight vanished. He turned and fled, shouting, "Yao Ye, save me! Blood Pupil, save me! Yin Ling, save me—"

The onlookers: "..."

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Several figures appeared in front of Chong Yue, joining forces to block the sword qi.

CLANG!

With a continuous hum, the figures were forced back several steps, their faces slightly pale.

Only by clashing directly with Wang Xiu could one feel the true immensity of his pressure.

"No matter what, we must kill him today!"

"Attack!"

Holding nothing back, they attacked as one. A tide of Demonic Qi engulfed the sky, closing in on Wang Xiu from all directions.

Wang Xiu remained unfazed. He stood upon the back of the Disaster Brood, his body radiating with immortal light and wreathed in runes, as if he were bathed in Chaotic Qi, looking utterly transcendent.

He raised his sword and charged forward.