The Prodigies War-Chapter 2882 Starry Sky Collapses

First came a few exchanged blows, then Zu Wenheng was beaten senseless! The entire battle was over in mere dozens of breaths. In that brief span, the spectacle was nothing short of domineering, brutal, and awe-inspiring.

Zu Wenheng, an Earth Shaman of the Shaman Sect, was a figure whose status rivaled that of a deputy pavilion master of the Origin Sect, and he stood among the strongest of pinnacle Transcendence experts. His cultivation was far superior to most of his peers.

After all, the Shaman Sect was one of the Four Great Ancestral Courts, and anyone who could become its Earth Shaman had to be a leader among leaders. Now, before a mere junior like Lin Xun, he had been utterly crushed!

The result was so shocking, so beyond belief, that even if word spread across the heavens, few would dare believe it. Even Jiaye, who had witnessed everything with his own eyes, felt a chill creep through his heart. The scene before him seemed unreal, like a nightmare he could not wake from.

Strictly speaking, he and Zu Wenheng were equals in strength, and that realization sent a tremor through his soul. If he had accepted Lin Xun’s challenge instead, the one lying defeated now...would have been him!

Zu Wenheng gasped for breath, his eyes bloodshot, the corners splitting.

I was actually...beaten by a junior?!

The thought alone made his mind reel. Just moments ago, he had spoken to Lin Xun with utter disdain, treating him as nothing more than an insignificant insect, like a god looking down on an ant. Only a madman would believe an ant could slay a dragon!

However, that impossible scene had just played out before his eyes... The blow to his pride was so crushing that even a seasoned old monster like Zu Wenheng could only stand there in mute disbelief.

Jiaye, watching his expression twist between shame and rage, felt a surge of unease ripple through his heart. How could he not see it? Zu Wenheng couldn't accept what had just happened.

“Do you admit defeat?” Lin Xun’s voice rang out. The killing intent that locked onto Zu Wenheng made his entire body tremble as he snapped back to his senses.

His expression clouded over, his eyes red as blood. Shame and fury surged within him like a tide.

“Admit defeat...?” Zu Wenheng ground the words out from between his teeth. “Fine, I, Zu Wenheng, admit defeat!”

Fang Daoping, who had been ready to intervene at any moment, finally let out a slow breath of relief.

Then, Zu Wenheng suddenly let out a cold, sinister laugh. “Admitting defeat doesn’t mean the Shaman Sect will let this go!”

Not good!

Fang Daoping’s heart sank. However, before he could move, Lin Xun already reacted. The moment Zu Wenheng’s words left his lips, the murderous intent locked upon him flared like an erupting volcano.

Boom!

The Limitless Abyss Sword Cauldron descended with overwhelming might.

Bang!

At the same time, Zu Wenheng crushed a strange jade talisman in his palm.

Then, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

In that instant, the Limitless Abyss Sword Cauldron came crashing down, shattering Zu Wenheng’s body into pieces. At the same moment, a terrifying Eternal aura erupted. It was so vast and oppressive that even the starry sky trembled under its weight.

However, before that Eternal might could take form, the Gate of Exile opened, and in a single breath, darkness devoured both Zu Wenheng and the Eternal aura together, erasing them from existence.

Every instant was timed with flawless precision. In the blink of an eye, the entire sequence of movements and events had unfolded and ended. By the time Fang Daoping and Jiaye reacted, Zu Wenheng and the jade talisman engraved with the Eternal Will Dharma Form had already vanished without a trace.

The scene was so bizarre, so unreal, that both men stood frozen in disbelief. Lin Xun, meanwhile secretly let out a sigh of relief. Had he even been half a breath slower, the consequences would have been unthinkable!

Back in the Fortune Dominion, he had already witnessed the terror of an Eternal Will Dharma Form. He knew all too well that if Zu Wenheng had succeeded in summoning that power, it would have posed a fatal threat to him.

Fortunately, that moment never came. For the first time, the Gate of Exile had swallowed the Will Dharma Form of an Eternal being!

As for Zu Wenheng...he must have died choking on regret. He had held a trump card powerful enough to reverse the battle, yet because he was a second slower, all his hopes had been destroyed!

After a pause, Jiaye finally spoke, “If I’m not mistaken, the Will Dharma Form Zu Wenheng tried to summon just now belonged to Tu Ming, the Heaven Shaman of the Shaman Sect.”

“Correct.” Fang Daoping nodded. “Tu Ming is an old monster who’s walked the eternal path for nineteen thousand years. They say the earth cannot bear him, and the heavens cannot contain him. Even within the Shaman Sect, his name inspires dread.”

A rare glimmer of unease flickered in his eyes.

If Tu Ming’s Will Dharma Form had descended, they would have paid a terrible price just to escape alive. What was strange was that Tu Ming’s Will Dharma Form had been erased before it could even reveal its power.

“What will you do now?” Fang Daoping asked, his gaze turning to Jiaye.

Lin Xun’s calm voice followed. “My earlier offer still stands.”

The corners of Jiaye’s lips twitched faintly. “There’s still half a month before your return to the Origin Sect. I hope...the two of you make it back alive.”

With that, he stepped onto the golden lotus platform and turned, drifting away into the vast starry void. He too possessed a trump card, but he knew all too well that Fang Daoping held one as well. Now, with Lin Xun in the mix, the balance had completely changed.

Zu Wenheng was dead, and the old monsters of the Ten Immortal Giants, including Wang Zhongyuan had all perished. Jiaye had no desire to share their fate.

“Don’t chase him,” Fang Daoping said quietly, his gaze following Jiaye’s retreating figure. He sensed the restless surge of killing intent within Lin Xun.

“What a shame,” Lin Xun sighed softly.

Fang Daoping shook his head. “Now isn’t the time for recklessness. Besides, that bald monk won’t stop here. Didn’t you hear him hear his parting words? There’ll be dangers waiting for us on the road back.”

A chill rippled through Lin Xun’s heart. The two turned and departed from this starry sky. As they traveled, Lin Xun continued refining Sun Moon Immortal Pills, replenishing the vast reserves of power he had spent.

Fang Daoping, however, could not calm the waves in his heart. After everything that had happened, one truth became painfully clear: Lin Xun no longer needed his protection! On the contrary, it was Lin Xun who had turned the tide this time.

He had brought about the downfall of Wang Zhongyuan and the others, shattering the siege with his own strength. He even annihilated Zu Wenheng and Heaven Shaman Tu Ming’s Will Dharma Form.

Through it all, Fang Daoping had done almost nothing. The realization left him both shocked and deeply moved. He felt pride, relief, and even an inexplicable melancholy.

It was a strange feeling. The little one who once needed his shelter had now grown strong enough to carve his own path through the thorns...

Two days later, Fang Daoping and Lin Xun, who had been traveling at full speed through the void, stopped abruptly in unison. Far ahead, amidst the boundless starry sky, a lone figure sat cross-legged.

He appeared young with black robes draped loosely over his frame, long hair framing a fair and handsome face. A sheathed sword rested casually in his hand, and he sipped from a cup of wine. Every movement was unhurried and calm, like a traveler enjoying the scenery of the cosmos.

However, the sight of him made Fang Daoping’s pupils constrict violently. His heart clenched. This was the Will Dharma Form of an Eternal Stage powerhouse! Even from this vast distance, an unshakable majesty radiated from that figure.

Lin Xun, however, remained perfectly calm. Back in the Fortune Dominion, he had faced the Will Dharma Forms of countless Eternal beings, so knew all too well the terror such existences could unleash.

Just like Taixuan...even as just a Will Dharma Form form, he had slaughtered Transcendence experts as easily as chickens!

In addition, Chen Linkong...whose power was even more terrifying, was able to obliterate the Will Dharma Forms of Eternal beings with ease. Compared to those experiences, the Eternal Will Dharma Form before him was nothing. It could not be compared to the dangers he had once faced before the Fortune Divine City.

Of course, this was not arrogance, but understanding. It was precisely because of that past experience that he could remain so composed now.

“Yuan Xukun of the Yuan Clan,” the black-robed man finally spoke, raising his head with a faint smile, “I’ve been waiting here for you both for quite some time.” 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

In the distance, he drained his cup in one smooth motion, then rose to his feet. With a languid stretch of his arms, an indescribable pressure erupted from his body, sweeping through the heavens.

In an instant, the entire starry sky trembled and froze. Everything within it seemed imprisoned, sealed in place by an invisible force. Caught within that oppressive tide, Lin Xun and Fang Daoping, felt like fish trapped beneath a frozen sea, their bodies crushed under a terrifying weight.

If he was still at the Nirvana Spirit Realm, Lin Xun would have been completely helpless before such power. Now, having stepped into Transcendence and awakened the boundless potential of Eternal Supremacy, the instant that power tried to imprison him, his qi surged violently in defiance.

Bang!

In the next instant, the void around him ruptured with a thunderous boom as torrents of dao power erupted and rolled outward in waves. Moments later, Fang Daoping also broke free from the oppressive force and immediately brought forth a jade talisman.

Boom!

A downpour of dazzling radiance descended, and within it emerged a majestic, godlike figure. He wore a simple hemp robe, yet behind him stretched an ocean of sword light and qi that illuminated the cosmos itself.

Taixuan!

Lin Xun’s eyes brightened in sudden realization. So this was Fang Daoping’s hidden trump card!

“This situation is urgent. I must trouble Pavilion Master Taixuan to clear the way.” Fang Daoping bowed with deep respect.

Taixuan nodded once. His gaze shifted toward Yuan Xukun, and in that moment, his aura surged like an awakened sword. The crushing might that blanketed the heavens receded like a vanishing tide.

“As expected.” In the distance, Yuan Xukun seemed utterly unsurprised. His expression remained calm as he said, “Taixuan, I’ve heard that in the entire Origin Sect, aside from your Sect Master, your combat power stands supreme. It’s a pity that this isn’t the Ninth Heaven Domain. Otherwise, I would have liked to pit my true self against yours.”

Taixuan’s sleeves billowed in the wind, his posture straight as a divine sword. He said coldly, “Rest assured, from the moment you dared to intercept those of my Origin Sect, you became our enemy. One day, I will personally come to the Ninth Heaven Domain to see what qualifications your Yuan Clan believes it has to stand against us.”

His words reverberated across the endless expanse.

Yuan Xukun chuckled, “That day may come. But as for today...even with you here, it will not be so easy to save them.”

Confidence radiated from his every word.

Taixuan said nothing more. He simply lifted a sleeve. The starry sky convulsed. A pillar of sword qi burst forth like a beam of dao light sweeping out from the chaos of creation, radiating the boundless, primordial aura of the dawning world.

That power crushed constellations and ground countless stars into drifting dust. The heavens trembled and the cosmos itself seemed on the verge of collapse. One sword shattered the starry sky!