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Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer-Chapter 330 - 329: Fortune-Favored, One Sword Shatters; State Preceptor Falls, Court in Shock [Second Update]
"Stop him, stop him!!"
Zen Master Baoguan screamed in panic.
The strength displayed by the opponent terrified him.
That was no longer the aura that a Profound Immortal could exhibit!
The Supreme’s eyes were complex as he shouted deeply:
"Celestial Soldiers, assemble!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
Thousands of beams of golden light descended.
They formed row upon row of a shield array in the sky.
The fortune of the Imperial Dynasty painted the sky, making it appear golden red, dazzling like the sun hanging high.
The Sword Qi slashed by the Demon Sword became the only black light.
Like the Yellow River’s waters descending from heaven, it poured towards the Celestial Dragon of Fortune and the Celestial Soldiers.
Even though they had formed their array.
They could not block this sword!
The strike of a Celestial Immortal was too terrifying; the power of the Demon Sword was equally horrifying.
Patches of golden light scattered.
The Celestial Soldiers were turned to dust one by one.
Zen Master Baoguan’s voice was almost trembling: "Stop him!!"
The Supreme took a deep breath and stepped forward, merging with the Celestial Dragon of Fortune beneath his feet.
Endowed with the fortune of the Imperial Dynasty.
He stood high in the sky.
As if he had become the only True God!
The entire Imperial City, everyone’s gaze, was filled with awe.
Even Zen Master Baoguan couldn’t help but be inwardly shocked.
Indeed.
In usual times, he felt no awe towards this Emperor of the Dynasty.
But that was the confidence given by the Great Xuan Kong Mountain.
In reality.
Even this Emperor of the Dynasty could suppress him easily under normal circumstances.
With the fortune upon him now.
He was not someone Baoguan could confront.
"Good! Good! Finish him!"
Seeing the imposing aura bursting from the Emperor in front of him, Zen Master Baoguan finally ceased his panic.
Instead, a sneer crept up his mouth.
Looking at the imposter from the Buddhist Sect, his gaze turned mocking.
However, an astonishing scene unfolded before everyone’s eyes.
The Emperor of the Dynasty lunged forward to meet that one sword,
But he couldn’t hold on for even a moment; half of his shoulder was severed, with golden blood and fortune spilling into the sky.
He was blasted away, crashing through three grand halls in a row.
The halls collapsed and fell from the clouds, shaking the Imperial City.
"Your Majesty!!"
The crowd exclaimed in shock.
Several Immortals rushed up to catch the Supreme.
At the same time, the Imperial City’s guards hurriedly gathered.
They formed a circle, protecting the Supreme with a tense and determined stance against the enemy.
"How could this happen? The Emperor, with fortune upon him, couldn’t even withstand that person’s single sword?"
"Who on earth is that monk?"
"Oh heavens!"
In the Imperial City, countless people exclaimed in disbelief.
Though the Hidden Dragon Dynasty, in the Upper Realm, was only considered a third-rate power.
Their Emperor had ascended with the fortune they cultivated, so outside of the Dynasty it didn’t matter.
Here, with the fortune upon him.
His powers were firmly in the realm of the Celestial Immortal!
How dreadful is the Celestial Immortal Realm?
The heads of various peaks of the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect generally fell within this range.
Yet now, even this Supreme could not withstand that person’s single sword.
How could the Immortal Cultivators in the Imperial City not be astonished?
"Who is he really?" Many people wondered with suspicion.
And at this moment, Zen Master Baoguan, after being briefly stunned, pointed at the Supreme with anger and shock.
"With fortune upon you, how could you be this weak?"
"You clearly are..."
Before he could finish,
Zen Master Baoguan suddenly felt the sky darken, and a fear of death welled up in his heart.
In his haste, he performed an Immortal Technique.
A sacred mountain appeared, standing horizontally before him, attempting to block that sword.
But he was just a Profound Immortal.
In the Hidden Dragon Dynasty, he might have been second to none.
However, in front of Lin Heng, he was nothing more than a slightly bigger ant.
The endless Sword Qi cascaded like a waterfall, annihilating the auspicious clouds in all directions.
The sacred mountain illusion Zen Master Baoguan conjured was like thin paper, instantly pierced through.
"No, you can’t kill me!"
"No!!!"
In a scream of agony, the State Preceptor was split in half from head to toe.
The Sword Qi ravaged his broken body.
His physical form, along with his Divine Soul, shattered on the spot.
Silence.
The entire scene fell into a deathly stillness.
It was a long while before a Monk Soldier shouted in panic.
"The State Preceptor is dead... The State Preceptor is dead..."
"Quickly return to the Great Xuan Kong Mountain and report to the Venerable!!"
Many Monks with good cultivation shot out from various places, fleeing skyward like meteors.
However, Long Kui had been waiting for them.
She drew her bow and fired, turning red mist into sharp arrows that pierced the sky.
Amidst cries of anguish, figures fell from the clouds one by one.
At the same time, Lin Heng’s fingertips shot gold light, cutting down the Monk Soldiers in his sight.
The entire Imperial City was stunned.
"What is going on?"
"Why is this monk bent on killing the monks?"
Those unaware of the circumstances were filled with confusion.
But many more clenched their fists with joy.
"A Buddhist Sect infighting?"
"Great, great!"
"That damned State Preceptor, how many people has he harmed? Good that he was killed, good that he was killed!"
Some outspoken individuals couldn’t help but rejoice.
This made those around them eager to keep their distance, urging:
"Watch your words, watch your words!"
"The Imperial City has no shortage of those who believe in the State Preceptor!"
"Yes, yes, I almost forgot."
...
At the Sacrificial Altar.
By then, the place was in ruins.
With the Supreme gravely injured, and the State Preceptor slain.
The remaining powerful figures were on high alert.
The strength of the ’monk’ before them was too terrifying.
Makes everyone so tense that they could hardly breathe.
Lin Heng looked complexly at the Supreme, who nearly lost his physical form to a single sword strike, who was also staring back at Lin Heng.
Deep in his eyes, there was a smile.
Lin Heng turned to the abyss below the Sacrificial Altar, where thousands of prisoners were trapped.
Seeming to ponder, he suddenly acted.
Unleashed the Buddhist Palm Seal.
The Buddha’s Palm covered the sky, descending from above, grasping all the prisoners in its palm.
After surveying the scene, Lin Heng sneered coldly:
"Venerable Sumeru’s request, and your State Preceptor dared to haggle?"
"Ignorant fools!"
With that,
He lingered no longer, took the thousands of prisoners with him, and disappeared into the horizon using Sword Control.
Leaving behind the hundred thousand people of the Imperial City in an uproar.
"He is one of Venerable Sumeru’s people?"
"Is this true?"
"Wasn’t it rumoured that the State Preceptor always had secret dealings with Venerable Sumeru?"
"How did it escalate to this?"
Many people were filled with doubt and uncertainty.
Meanwhile, the Supreme beckoned to an Immortal Master beside him.
"Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
The Supreme spoke solemnly: "You must immediately head to the Great Xuan Kong Mountain and report these changes to them."
The Immortal Master’s eyes narrowed slightly: "Report truthfully?"
"Of course." The Supreme’s expression was calm: "A Master under Venerable Sumeru, under the guise of paying respects to the State Preceptor, suddenly attacked, slaughtering the State Preceptor and his followers."
"I exerted my utmost to rescue, but was gravely injured by that Master’s unfathomable sword, barely escaping death!"
"This situation, within the Imperial Dynasty, all have witnessed."
"Report truthfully, omitting nothing!"
The Immortal Master was startled, then smiled and said: "As you command!"







