The Forsaken's Revenge-Chapter 511 To Be Destroyed

"Heavenly King! Do you hear that?! DO YOU HEAR THAT?!"

"Damn it! Damn it all! He must be the disciple of some Saintly Venerable, you bunch of trash!"

「In the ancient city」

Roars of outrage bellowed.

「A corner of Heavenly King」

"Heavenly King... is about to be destroyed!"

"This massive city is going to be demolished!"

"We're going to die!"

Countless Primordial Spirits rose into the air, hovering as they looked beyond the ancient city. They watched a corner of Heavenly King crumble inch by inch, their faces ashen with despair.

BOOM!

Suddenly, a thunderous roar echoed. The many Primordial Spirits trembled in shock as a bolt of golden lightning struck down, instantaneously turning a corner of Heavenly King to dust.

"It... a corner of Heavenly King... has been destroyed! The battle is over. That mysterious senior razed a corner of the planet to the ground with a single strike!"

"That senior must be a Nascent Soul cultivator, right? But even for a Nascent Soul cultivator, can a single strike shatter a planet?"

"What kind of secret technique is this!"

"It looks like a teleportation secret technique, to escape Heavenly King!"

"Yes, yes, yes! It's a teleportation secret technique!"

Inside and outside the ancient city, the cultivators finally reacted, scrambling over each other to rush out.

"AH!"

However, at that very moment, cries of agony came from outside the city. Following a tremendous bang, a warship of peculiar design tore through the void hundreds of miles away and arrived.

WHOOSH!

A dark figure shot up from the warship, landing above the ancient city in an instant. A pair of eyes swept over the crowd, and a piercing gaze locked onto Chen Zheng.

SWOOSH!

All the cultivators in the ancient city turned to look.

"Qingyang Swordmaster, weren't you in seclusion?"

"Qingyang Swordmaster!"

"What are you doing here?!"

Some of the cultivators recognized him.

"You were in seclusion. How did you know a treasure was descending over there?" Chen Zheng asked with a half-smile, his eyebrow slightly raised.

"Hmph! I am the child of destiny, fated to rise. This entire trillion-mile radius is under my surveillance!" the Qingyang Swordmaster glared at Chen Zheng, murderous intent flashing in his eyes. He then let out a sinister smile. "I can already feel it. The ultimate treasure is right here! It's just a preliminary feeling, but I'm certain it's here! I bet that fool never expected to find an ancient star like this in the Fortuitous Immortal Realm. It was always meant to be mine! Boy! Tell me about that treasure!"

"Oh," Chen Zheng replied casually with a faint smile.

"What!" The Qingyang Swordmaster was taken aback, then burst into a fierce, maniacal laugh. "So it was you! It really was you! HAHA! Do you think you have me figured out just because you killed that old snake? You're no match for me. You simply don't understand the gap between the Nascent Soul Stage and a True Immortal!"

WHOOSH!

As his voice fell, the Qingyang Swordmaster released an incredibly dense True Immortal aura.

RUMBLE!

The ancient city shook violently, as if it couldn't withstand such pressure.

"Nascent Soul Stage!"

"The Qingyang Swordmaster actually broke through to the Nascent Soul Stage!"

"My gods! When did the Qingyang Swordmaster break through to the Nascent Soul Stage? No wonder... No wonder he dares to confront a disciple of a Saintly Venerable head-on!"

Exclamations of shock and amazement erupted from within and without the ancient city.

"Look! Over there!" an old man shouted, pointing in a certain direction.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw a warship in the distant sky heading their way.

"Eh! Isn't that a warship of the Qing Ming Sect?"

"The Qing Ming Sect! It is! The Qing Ming Sect has arrived!"

"The Sect Master of the Qing Ming Sect is here in person!"

WHOOSH!

The warship closed the distance in an instant. In a flash, two Nascent Soul cultivators appeared one after the other. One was a middle-aged man, and the other was a young woman. The woman was stunningly beautiful, even more so than Luo Li, but she carried herself with an even nobler air.

"Sect Master Qing Yunzi of the Qing Ming Sect!"

"And the ninth-generation Saintess of the Qing Ming Sect!"

Once again, the cultivators inside and outside the city were shaken. Two Nascent Soul cultivators had arrived, and they were from the Qing Ming Sect.

"Qing Yunzi! This time, I will suppress you in Qingyang Cave and imprison you for all eternity!" a thunderous shout erupted from Heavenly King.

BOOM!

A colossal figure was revealed. It was a stone tower, and seated cross-legged at its peak was none other than the Qingyang Swordmaster. He had appeared.

"What!"

"Qingyang Swordmaster! Wasn't he at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage? How... How is he only at the Nascent Soul Stage now!"

"Did he undergo possession and rebirth?!"

The cultivators inside and outside the city were utterly shocked.

WHOOSH!

At that same moment, a terrifyingly formidable Sword Intent surged from within Heavenly King, instantly enveloping the entire ancient city.

HISS!

The cultivators trembled as they sensed the Sword Intent, and a deep despair welled up in their hearts.

"Qingyang Swordmaster, you've actually broken through to the Nascent Soul Stage. You are truly worthy of being one of the twelve overlords of the Fortuitous Immortal Realm, and worthy of your rank as the eighth prodigy on the Fortuitous List," Qing Yunzi said, raising his head to glance at the figure on Heavenly King. As he murmured coldly, he lifted his right hand and made a grabbing motion toward the planet.

BOOM! CRACKLE! CRACKLE!

A streak of crimson light shot into Heavenly King.

"AH!"

"Ah! Mercy! Have mercy!"

Some of the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators on the planet immediately fell to their knees.

"Qingyang, stop pretending! Did you think I couldn't handle you just because you were reborn through possession? Since you're courting death, I'll slaughter every cultivator on your precious Heavenly King today!" Qing Yunzi sneered, his right hand yanking violently upwards.

BOOM!

Heavenly King trembled.

CRACK! CRACK!

Waves of Sword Intent erupted from the planet, shooting toward the sky.

THUMP! THUMP!

One after another, the physical bodies of Nascent Soul Stage cultivators exploded.

"Qingyang Swordmaster!"

"You're insane!"

"You're actually slaughtering your own people!" the cultivators inside and outside the city roared in anger.

"Hehe!" Above Heavenly King, the prodigy let out a strange, sinister laugh. "You're all fools. How could mere cultivators from a low-level ancient star possibly comprehend the exceptional talent of a prodigy like myself, the Qingyang Swordmaster! Had I been born five hundred years earlier, I would have already ascended to become a True Immortal! I, Qingyang Swordmaster, can reign supreme even on this worthless planet! Now, all of you can just obediently die!"

With that, he unleashed another wave of Sword Intent.

WHOOSH!

Inside the ancient city, the bodies of weaker cultivators instantly burst apart.

"Qingyang Swordmaster, you demon!" the many Nascent Soul cultivators within the city cried out, gritting their teeth.

"Haha!" The prodigy on Heavenly King sneered coldly. He opened his mouth and spat streaks of spiritual light across the void toward the city. The light slammed into the cultivators, who died instantly, their corpses tumbling to the ground. But that wasn't all. As the corpses fell, they were instantly drained of all flesh and blood, turning into piles of white bones.

This… this was nothing less than a corpse refinement technique!

The faces of the cultivators in the ancient city changed drastically.

"This is bad!"

"Run!"

SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

The cultivators fled in a panic.

"CACKLE! A bunch of ants! This Young Master will devour your Primordial Spirits to gain even greater power! This feeling... I love it! The feeling of controlling the life and death of others! Qing Yunzi of the Qing Ming Sect, Saintess Luo Li of the Qing Ming Sect, today will be the day you both die! This Young Master will unify this ancient star, trample all the worlds in existence, and become the one and only Immortal!"

Within the bronze coffin on Heavenly King, the Qingyang Swordmaster cackled menacingly as he snapped his eyes open, revealing a pair of blood-red pupils.

"Kill!" Sect Master Qing Yunzi's expression turned frigid. With a low roar, he led the cultivators of the Qing Ming Sect forward to attack the city.

"Heh!"

"Courting death!"

"You're courting death!"

Three cold laughs came from within the city. Immediately after, an overwhelming aura burst forth.

"Hm?"

"This aura... Could this aura belong to *him*?!"

"Unbelievable!"

As soon as the cultivators in the city sensed it, their faces paled in utter shock.

BOOM!

A single punch.