Daily Intelligence, Starting Out I Obtain the Heaven-devouring Demonic Art

190: Six ancient sacred weapons!The Only My Dao Sword’s blade flowed with golden patterns like the creation of the heavens, its hum like a great bell echoing through the Void Realm, causing ripples.

The heavenly demon halberd’s dark shaft was entwined with three thousand demonic shadows, each roaring and howling, their chilling aura causing black ice crystals to form in the space.

The blood fiend sword’s crimson blade looked as if it had just been pulled from a pool of blood, the viscous, bloody Qi congealing into solid blood beads that hissed as they rolled down the spine of the sword.

The god-slaying spear was entirely dark gold, its spearhead gleaming with dazzling cold light, causing the Void Realm within a hundred zhang to tremble.

Above the dragons roar sword’s blade, a lifelike golden Dragon phantom coiled, and when its tassel swayed, it even drew forth the sound of wind and thunder.

The annihilation saber’s gray-white blade appeared simple and unadorned, yet unstable spatial cracks flickered at its edge, as if it could sever all Laws in the world.

Wang Teng stood with his hands behind his back, his black hair wildly dancing under the pressure of the ancient saint weapon, his eyes as calm as an ancient well.

Six distinct and terrifying pressures clashed, forming a terrifying energy storm around him, sweeping towards all the Cultivators present.

”Six... six... six... six ancient saint weapons... He has six ancient saint weapons...!”

”Holy crap...! How could he, a mere Divine Fire Realm Cultivator, possess six ancient saint weapons?”

”Exactly! This just doesn’t seem real! Even Haoyuan Sect, the top sect in our Region, couldn’t possibly produce six ancient saint weapons at once, right?”

”...!”

At this moment, all the Cultivators’ eyes were bloodshot, wishing they could directly carve up Wang Teng.

”He... he actually possesses six ancient saint weapons...! And he brought them all out without reservation? Is he really not afraid of the covetousness of so many Cultivators here?”

At this moment, Zhang Yunxiao was utterly stunned, watching Wang Teng pull out six ancient saint weapons.

A man is innocent, but his treasure makes him guilty. Wang Teng’s Realm was only Divine Fire Realm, yet he dared to brazenly display six ancient saint weapons.

Simultaneously activating six ancient saint weapons would drain his magical power and physical strength in one go, and then he would surely become fish meat for the numerous Cultivators.

Did he really think possessing six ancient saint weapons made him invincible? Impossible. Among the Cultivators present, many had a higher Realm than Wang Teng.

”Kill...!”

The numerous Cultivators’ eyes turned blood red, like hungry wolves smelling blood, as they all charged towards Wang Teng.

”Hmph...!”

Wang Teng let out a cold snort.

Wang Teng stood in the Void Realm, and the six divine weapons around him simultaneously erupted with light.

The Only My Dao Sword transformed into a thousand-zhang sword shadow, stirring the Dao rhythm of heaven and earth.

The heavenly demon halberd’s black Qi surged, demonic patterns intertwining into a net.

The blood fiend sword hummed incessantly, its crimson Sword Qi tearing through the sky.

The god-slaying spear shone with golden light, its spearhead pointing directly at the heart of the crowd.

The dragons roar sword let out an earth-shattering Dragon roar, its Dragon-shaped phantom circling.

The annihilation saber, on the other hand, condensed a gray, annihilating force.

As Wang Teng’s thoughts moved, the six ancient saint weapons instantly transformed into six streaks of light, sweeping towards the dense crowd of Cultivators ahead.

Sword shadows crisscrossed, halberd gleams swept, blood fiend Qi permeated, spear tips pierced, Dragon phantoms strangled, and blade lights annihilated.

The Cultivator formation ahead instantly erupted into chaos, with various spiritual lights and defensive secret techniques emerging endlessly.

However, under the combined strangulation of the six ancient saint weapons, these defenses were as fragile as paper.

Screams, the sound of breaking weapons, and the snapping of bones were incessant.

Wherever the Only My Dao Sword passed, Dao rhythm crushed, and those with weaker cultivation directly had their Dao Heart collapse, their Physical Body turning to dust.

The heavenly demon halberd’s Devilish Qi corroded the Divine Soul, leaving those struck stiff, then cut into pieces by the subsequent blood fiend sword.

The god-slaying spear was even more overbearing, piercing through several people with one thrust, bringing forth sprays of blood.

The Dragon phantom of the dragons roar sword swept across, breaking the bones and tendons of large groups of Cultivators.

When the annihilation saber’s light fell, even space rippled, and everything it touched was annihilated.

In just one exchange, a large number of Cultivators in front fell, dismembered limbs, and weapon fragments scattered everywhere. The once somewhat orderly formation instantly became chaotic, and the remaining people’s eyes were filled with fear, completely devoid of their previous arrogance.

Wang Teng stood in the blood-soaked battlefield, his eyes cold, the six divine weapons suspended beside him, emanating a heart-pounding aura.

”Monster... This guy is a monster...!”

The Cultivators screamed in terror, their eyes filled with dread.

Even Zhang Yunxiao’s pupils constricted, not daring to stay here any longer.

Originally, he had wanted to see if there was a chance to kill Wang Teng amidst the encirclement of numerous Cultivators.

But he never expected to witness such a terrifying scene.

Before, he had never truly regarded the Heaven-Defying Son Nie Wushuang, simply because Nie Wushuang had a huge gap compared to him.

Now, the gap between him and Wang Teng was even larger, even more incomparable.

Just as Zhang Yunxiao was about to escape... *Pfft*!

A spear tip emerged from Zhang Yunxiao’s chest, piercing through his body.

”What?”

Zhang Yunxiao lowered his head, looking at the blood-stained spear tip that had pierced his chest, and a huge sense of dread spontaneously arose.

”Escape... escape... I... I can’t die here... As a Heaven-Defying Son, I still have a great future... I... absolutely cannot die here...!”

Zhang Yunxiao’s face was pale, his expression utterly terrified. He used his hands and feet, frantically rushing outwards. As long as he left the range affected by the altar, he would be able to escape.

One hundred meters... ninety meters... thirty meters... twenty meters... ten meters... one meter... ”I’m out, I can escape...!”

At this moment, a hint of joy finally appeared on Zhang Yunxiao’s face.

Just as he activated his Omen Origin Body to randomly teleport himself to a safe direction, he found that the space here was once again sealed.

”Ho-how could this be?”

Zhang Yunxiao, who had thought he could escape, now felt as if his heart had fallen from Heaven to Hell.

*Pfft*!

A battle halberd once again pierced through his body, pinning him to the ground.

”Why... why? Why is the space here sealed?”

Zhang Yunxiao twisted his head with difficulty, looking at Wang Teng, who was calmly walking towards him.

And the Cultivators present had already been slaughtered by Wang Teng.

”Because of this...!”

Wang Teng shook the Emperor Jiang Jade Pendant he held in his hand.

The Emperor Jiang Jade Pendant not only had the ability to allow him to traverse spatial nodes, but also possessed some special abilities related to space.

Now, as Wang Teng’s strength increased, the other abilities of the Emperor Jiang Jade Pendant were being developed.

”So... so that’s it...!”

”You are also a Heaven-Defying Son, aren’t you? I wonder what your ranking is among us Heaven-Defying Sons?”

Zhang Yunxiao coughed up blood incessantly, asking with difficulty, his eyes full of longing.

He was truly curious, what was the ranking of this guy who could easily crush him among the Heaven-Defying Sons?

”First!”

As Wang Teng’s words fell, he directly began to devour Zhang Yunxiao’s special Physique Origin.

”First...!”

”Hmph hmph hmph! Hahaha! So that’s it, I didn’t lose unjustly...!”

Zhang Yunxiao revealed a relieved look, burst into laughter, and then completely closed his eyes...