Chapter 2860

Puchi!The Sky Splitting Blade pierced through Sakyamuni's chest, its terrifying sharpness tearing apart the right side of Sakyamuni's chest along with his shoulder.Blood spurted out like a bloody mist. Sakyamuni's eyes widened in anger as he screamed.Nearly a third of his body had been torn apart, almost annihilated. Even Sakyamuni couldn't bear the intense pain. He roared madly.Sakyamuni was horrified, his eyes wide open, but he still had some consciousness left. He circulated all the energy in his body and retreated in the direction of Ghost Plume's pavilion.In the instant that the Sky Splitting Blade pierced his body, he had already deeply felt the terrifying killing intent of Zhuo Wen crushing down on him.Sakyamuni was terrified. He knew that this Junior Brother Xiao Wen wanted to kill him. If he didn't retreat now, this person's next attack would completely annihilate him.Sure enough, the moment he retreated, a terrifying gale swept past where he had been, tearing apart space and exploding energy.Sakyamuni was indeed smart. The moment he was defeated, he decisively retreated in the direction of Ghost Plume.He knew very well that this newcomer called Xiao Wen was terrifyingly strong, even stronger than him. Among those present, only an expert of Ghost Plume's level could stop this newcomer.Sakyamuni's mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts. He somewhat regretted his arrogant words from before.He had no enmity with this newcomer, and they didn't even know each other. Just because he didn't like this newcomer, he declared that he would kill him, forcibly raising the martial arts competition to the level of a deathmatch.He had already boasted that he would kill this kid. Since this kid was stronger than him, killing him in return was within the bounds of what he could do.The killing intent in Zhuowen's eyes was almost tangible. He saw that Sakyamuni had decisively dodged his fatal attack. He coldly snorted in his heart and continued to chase after Sakyamuni.However, he quickly sensed that something was wrong. He saw that Sakyamuni was retreating in the direction of Ghost Plume.He also noticed that Ghost Plume was moving the pavilion closer to Sakyamuni.Zhuowen's gaze was gloomy. He knew that Ghost Plume intended to save Sakyamuni.From the moment Ghost Plume agreed to let Sakyamuni kill him, he knew that Sakyamuni's relationship with Ghost Plume wasn't shallow. But he didn't expect that Ghost would still side with Sakyamuni at such a time.Zhuo Wen had to kill this Sakra. Even if Gui Ling wanted to save this Sakra, it was impossible.Thinking of this, Zhuowen pointed with his right finger. The power of space-time burst out from his fingertip. With him as the center, a space-time river appeared.A purple sun rose from the space-time river and hung high in the sky. It was suffused with mysterious energy.Ever since Zhuowen's space-time divine ability was fused with the energy of Dao Intent, its power had greatly increased. Moreover, as Zhuowen's strength continued to increase, the power of his space-time divine ability also increased with each passing day.Sakyamuni, who was still retreating, was caught off guard and was swept into the space-time river. His speed of retreat suddenly became extremely slow.Sakyamuni knew that things weren't looking good. He immediately saw the purple sun rising high in the sky. His eyes were filled with shock as he thought of something."You are …"Sakyamuni thought of a person. He looked at the youth in front of him in disbelief."It's me!"Zhuowen's eyes were cold. His speed increased explosively. Stepping on the purple waves, he appeared in front of Sakyamuni in an instant. His right fist punched out and quickly landed between Sakyamuni's eyebrows."Stop …"Ghost Plume's expression changed slightly. With a wave of his sleeve, he immediately rushed out of the pavilion and rushed toward Zhuowen. At the same time, he shouted to stop Zhuowen's current actions.All the hair on Zhuo Wen's body stood on end as he felt the powerful aura coming from Gui Ling. His heart sank, but his right fist didn't stop at all as it went straight into the heart of Sakra's brows.Rumble!The terrifying fist energy exploded, and Sakra let out a blood-curdling scream. His head exploded, and his wretched body collapsed with a loud bang, turning into a bloody mist.After completely destroying Sakyamuni's physical body, Zhuowen waved his right hand and completely collected Sakyamuni's soul.Zhuowen felt that Sakyamuni's soul was not ordinary. He had clearly destroyed Sakyamuni's soul back then.Logically speaking, Sakyamuni should have died without any chance of resurrection.However, Sakyamuni didn't die. Moreover, it seemed that this guy's Dao foundation had evolved. His cultivation had improved rapidly, and he had become a genius disciple of the Ten Ultimates Yin Corpse Sect.Therefore, when he killed Sakyamuni, he didn't completely destroy his soul. Instead, he secretly collected his soul and planned to study it when he returned.The secret to Sakyamuni's immortality must be in his soul.After Zhuowen quickly collected Sakyamuni's soul, a fierce attack swept over and blasted toward Zhuowen's head.Zhuowen's expression changed slightly. He clenched his right hand into a fist and violently punched out, colliding with the fierce attack.A terrifying gust of wind swept out. Zhuowen only felt a terrifying surge of energy pouring down from his arm and into the depths of his body.With a muffled groan, Zhuowen spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated. He looked gravely at Ghost Plume, who had appeared beside Sakyamuni's corpse.Ghost Plume's expression was very ugly because he realized that Sakyamuni's soul was no longer there.Of course, he didn't see Zhuowen collecting Sakyamuni's soul. He only thought that Sakyamuni's soul had been completely destroyed and that he had completely died.At this moment, the surroundings of the Blue Moon Lake were completely silent.All the disciples gathered at the Blue Moon Lake stared blankly at this scene.Sakyamuni's reputation was too great in the Ten Extremes Yin Corpse Sect. He was once known as the second Ghost Plume. This meant that with Sakyamuni's peerless talent, he would definitely be able to reach the level of Ghost Plume in the future.All the young disciples in the sect did not doubt that Sakyamuni would be able to reach this level in the future.Even though Zhuowen's combat strength was terrifying at the beginning, when Sakyamuni attacked, most of the disciples thought that Sakyamuni would win this competition. This was because Sakyamuni's reputation in the sect was too great, almost to the point of being a legend.But now, Sakyamuni had been killed by Zhuowen in front of everyone's eyes. No one could fully react.Qiu Linglong, who was in the corner by the shore, turned pale. She also didn't think that Zhuowen would really kill Sakyamuni."Junior Brother Xiao Wen was too impulsive. How could he kill Sakyamuni? This is going to be troublesome!"Qiu Linglong didn't feel the slightest joy of Zhuowen's victory. Instead, she was filled with worry and fear.Not only did Sakyamuni have a good relationship with Ghost Plume, but he was also the favorite disciple of the fourth elder, Ba Jingwei. He had even been praised by the sect master, Senki Yin.

Puchi!

The Sky Splitting Blade pierced through Sakyamuni's chest, its terrifying sharpness tearing apart the right side of Sakyamuni's chest along with his shoulder.

Blood spurted out like a bloody mist. Sakyamuni's eyes widened in anger as he screamed.

Nearly a third of his body had been torn apart, almost annihilated. Even Sakyamuni couldn't bear the intense pain. He roared madly.

Sakyamuni was horrified, his eyes wide open, but he still had some consciousness left. He circulated all the energy in his body and retreated in the direction of Ghost Plume's pavilion.

In the instant that the Sky Splitting Blade pierced his body, he had already deeply felt the terrifying killing intent of Zhuo Wen crushing down on him.

Sakyamuni was terrified. He knew that this Junior Brother Xiao Wen wanted to kill him. If he didn't retreat now, this person's next attack would completely annihilate him.

Sure enough, the moment he retreated, a terrifying gale swept past where he had been, tearing apart space and exploding energy.

Sakyamuni was indeed smart. The moment he was defeated, he decisively retreated in the direction of Ghost Plume.

He knew very well that this newcomer called Xiao Wen was terrifyingly strong, even stronger than him. Among those present, only an expert of Ghost Plume's level could stop this newcomer.

Sakyamuni's mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts. He somewhat regretted his arrogant words from before.

He had no enmity with this newcomer, and they didn't even know each other. Just because he didn't like this newcomer, he declared that he would kill him, forcibly raising the martial arts competition to the level of a deathmatch.

He had already boasted that he would kill this kid. Since this kid was stronger than him, killing him in return was within the bounds of what he could do.

The killing intent in Zhuowen's eyes was almost tangible. He saw that Sakyamuni had decisively dodged his fatal attack. He coldly snorted in his heart and continued to chase after Sakyamuni.

However, he quickly sensed that something was wrong. He saw that Sakyamuni was retreating in the direction of Ghost Plume.

He also noticed that Ghost Plume was moving the pavilion closer to Sakyamuni.

Zhuowen's gaze was gloomy. He knew that Ghost Plume intended to save Sakyamuni.

From the moment Ghost Plume agreed to let Sakyamuni kill him, he knew that Sakyamuni's relationship with Ghost Plume wasn't shallow. But he didn't expect that Ghost would still side with Sakyamuni at such a time.

Zhuo Wen had to kill this Sakra. Even if Gui Ling wanted to save this Sakra, it was impossible.

Thinking of this, Zhuowen pointed with his right finger. The power of space-time burst out from his fingertip. With him as the center, a space-time river appeared.

A purple sun rose from the space-time river and hung high in the sky. It was suffused with mysterious energy.

Ever since Zhuowen's space-time divine ability was fused with the energy of Dao Intent, its power had greatly increased. Moreover, as Zhuowen's strength continued to increase, the power of his space-time divine ability also increased with each passing day.

Sakyamuni, who was still retreating, was caught off guard and was swept into the space-time river. His speed of retreat suddenly became extremely slow.

Sakyamuni knew that things weren't looking good. He immediately saw the purple sun rising high in the sky. His eyes were filled with shock as he thought of something.

"You are …"

Sakyamuni thought of a person. He looked at the youth in front of him in disbelief.

"It's me!"

Zhuowen's eyes were cold. His speed increased explosively. Stepping on the purple waves, he appeared in front of Sakyamuni in an instant. His right fist punched out and quickly landed between Sakyamuni's eyebrows.

"Stop …"

Ghost Plume's expression changed slightly. With a wave of his sleeve, he immediately rushed out of the pavilion and rushed toward Zhuowen. At the same time, he shouted to stop Zhuowen's current actions.

All the hair on Zhuo Wen's body stood on end as he felt the powerful aura coming from Gui Ling. His heart sank, but his right fist didn't stop at all as it went straight into the heart of Sakra's brows.

Rumble!

The terrifying fist energy exploded, and Sakra let out a blood-curdling scream. His head exploded, and his wretched body collapsed with a loud bang, turning into a bloody mist.

After completely destroying Sakyamuni's physical body, Zhuowen waved his right hand and completely collected Sakyamuni's soul.

Zhuowen felt that Sakyamuni's soul was not ordinary. He had clearly destroyed Sakyamuni's soul back then.

Logically speaking, Sakyamuni should have died without any chance of resurrection.

However, Sakyamuni didn't die. Moreover, it seemed that this guy's Dao foundation had evolved. His cultivation had improved rapidly, and he had become a genius disciple of the Ten Ultimates Yin Corpse Sect.

Therefore, when he killed Sakyamuni, he didn't completely destroy his soul. Instead, he secretly collected his soul and planned to study it when he returned.

The secret to Sakyamuni's immortality must be in his soul.

After Zhuowen quickly collected Sakyamuni's soul, a fierce attack swept over and blasted toward Zhuowen's head.

Zhuowen's expression changed slightly. He clenched his right hand into a fist and violently punched out, colliding with the fierce attack.

A terrifying gust of wind swept out. Zhuowen only felt a terrifying surge of energy pouring down from his arm and into the depths of his body.

With a muffled groan, Zhuowen spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated. He looked gravely at Ghost Plume, who had appeared beside Sakyamuni's corpse.

Ghost Plume's expression was very ugly because he realized that Sakyamuni's soul was no longer there.

Of course, he didn't see Zhuowen collecting Sakyamuni's soul. He only thought that Sakyamuni's soul had been completely destroyed and that he had completely died.

At this moment, the surroundings of the Blue Moon Lake were completely silent.

All the disciples gathered at the Blue Moon Lake stared blankly at this scene.

Sakyamuni's reputation was too great in the Ten Extremes Yin Corpse Sect. He was once known as the second Ghost Plume. This meant that with Sakyamuni's peerless talent, he would definitely be able to reach the level of Ghost Plume in the future.

All the young disciples in the sect did not doubt that Sakyamuni would be able to reach this level in the future.

Even though Zhuowen's combat strength was terrifying at the beginning, when Sakyamuni attacked, most of the disciples thought that Sakyamuni would win this competition. This was because Sakyamuni's reputation in the sect was too great, almost to the point of being a legend.

But now, Sakyamuni had been killed by Zhuowen in front of everyone's eyes. No one could fully react.

Qiu Linglong, who was in the corner by the shore, turned pale. She also didn't think that Zhuowen would really kill Sakyamuni.

"Junior Brother Xiao Wen was too impulsive. How could he kill Sakyamuni? This is going to be troublesome!"

Qiu Linglong didn't feel the slightest joy of Zhuowen's victory. Instead, she was filled with worry and fear.

Not only did Sakyamuni have a good relationship with Ghost Plume, but he was also the favorite disciple of the fourth elder, Ba Jingwei. He had even been praised by the sect master, Senki Yin.