Chapter 43 – Qian Yuan fakes his death and slays the Seven Supreme Beings with his sword!

Chapter 43 – Qian Yuan fakes his death and slays the Seven Supreme Beings with his sword!

"Qian Yuan is dead, the outcome is decided." Duan Wuchou let out a sigh of relief. There was still one stick of Realm-Ending Incense left, enough to deter any covetous individuals.

Wang Teng laughed heartily, "So this is all the Qian Yuan Sword Saint amounts to. Brother Wuchou defeated him alone; why would he need our help?"

Several young supremes exchanged smiles, but their gazes lingered on the last stick of Realm-Ending Incense in Duan Wuchou's hand, filled with greed and desire.

Duan Wuchou said calmly, "A word of caution to everyone: this stick of Realm-Ending Incense is called God-Burying Incense, its power is the greatest. Even after the passage of time, it can still kill an ordinary Moon Shine Realm cultivator as easily as slaughtering pigs and dogs."

Wang Teng chuckled dryly, "Brother Wuchou, what are you saying? How could we covet the Realm-Ending Incense?"

"Better not," Duan Wuchou snorted coldly.

Jian Wentian stepped forward a few paces, speaking as he walked, "Leave this corpse to me. I won't participate in the next battle."

Wang Teng and the others nodded, "Brother Wentian, please go ahead."

Everyone knew Jian Wentian's intentions; he coveted the Sword Sense of Time and Space from Qian Yuan Sword Saint and wanted to comprehend it from the corpse.

But Wang Teng and the others were still wary, fearing that Qian Yuan Sword Saint might not be truly dead and could come back to life, so they let Jian Wentian investigate.

Jian Wentian understood this well. He gathered all his Sword Sense and laid down layer upon layer of sword formations around Qian Yuan Sword Saint's corpse, cautiously approaching...

Ninety-nine layers of God-Slaying Sword Formation enveloped the Qian Yuan Sword Saint, who stood with his sword.Alll latest novels at novelhall.com

"It should be fine now," Jian Wentian muttered to himself.

At that moment, a sudden change occurred!

The supposedly lifeless Qian Yuan Sword Saint suddenly lifted his head.

With a swift motion, the sword pierced through Jian Wentian's skull...

"The Realm-Ending Incense truly lives up to its reputation as a forbidden item of an era. It took me quite some effort," Qian Yuan Sword Saint chuckled lightly.

In the next moment, his white hair turned black, his skin became full and radiant, like jade.

Jian Wentian's primordial spirit left his body, his tiny primordial spirit figure looked terrified and incredulous, "You're not dead!? Even the Realm-Ending Incense couldn't kill you!?"

Qian Yuan Sword Saint smiled without speaking.

In truth, at the moment Duan Wuchou activated the Realm-Ending Incense, Meng Qingzhou's main body severed the connection with the Three Purities One Breath incarnation.

Fortunately, the quality of Three Purities One Breath was extremely high. Once the connection was severed, unless it was a brand-new Realm-Ending Incense, it couldn't track his main body.

Afterward, Meng Qingzhou condensed a second incarnation to replace the deceased 'Qian Yuan Sword Saint.'

In front of everyone, he swapped the real for the fake, achieving perfect damage transfer.

A trivial incarnation blocked two sticks of Realm-Ending Incense, a very cost-effective trade.

The third prince of the Blood Sea Empire, Mo Wuyi, dead!

"Sun Baisheng, may I borrow your Battle God Technique for a look?" Qian Yuan Sword Saint stopped and looked at Sun Baisheng.

The fearless Sun Baisheng now showed a look of terror, his face contorted with fear, he slowly spoke, "Then... can you... spare... my... life?"

Qian Yuan Sword Saint smiled warmly, like a gentle elder brother next door, softly saying, "Of course..."

Sun Baisheng was overjoyed, activating a hidden space at his forehead.

A golden ancient book slowly floated to Qian Yuan Sword Saint.

"Thank you, but I haven't finished my sentence. Sparing you... of course not." Qian Yuan Sword Saint said calmly, waving his hand, sending thousands of swords piercing through Sun Baisheng, turning him into a beehive.

In the blink of an eye, only Wang Teng remained in the small world of the commanding platform.

The seven supremes who came with great momentum, now six were dead, leaving only Wang Teng.

"Seizing the fortune of ten nations, stealing the fortune of billions of beings, the method to defy the heavens, very interesting."

Qian Yuan Sword Saint sighed.

This method, defying the Heavenly Dao, was not inherited from anyone but painstakingly researched by Wang Teng himself.

It's a pity that the world has many heroes, and Wang Teng was definitely a genius.

"Unfortunately, you provoked me."

Qian Yuan Sword Saint expressed regret, ready to end Wang Teng's life with one sword, when suddenly the space of the commanding platform shook.

A spatial rift tore open beneath Wang Teng's feet, and spatial turbulence swept away the immobile Wang Teng...

Before leaving, Wang Teng left a message:

"I... said, my... fortune... is boundless! No... one... can... kill... me!"

"One day, I will... come back... to seek revenge!!"

Qian Yuan Sword Saint was dumbfounded, exclaiming, "Is that even possible?!"

Such incredible luck!

In a situation of certain death, spatial turbulence passed by and took Wang Teng away.

Qian Yuan Sword Saint tried several times to reverse time, but found helplessly that this small world had been stirred into chaos by the spatial turbulence, with various laws entangled.

With his current strength, Qian Yuan Sword Saint couldn't forcibly reverse it.

"Zhao Gou, Zhao Gou, you dare call yourself an overpowered protagonist? You're not even as impressive as Wang Teng," Meng Qingzhou couldn't help but sigh.