The System Granted Me Invincibility, Setting Me on the Path to Becoming the Heavenly Emperor

21: There was still only one sword.Dong Jinyan shouted a warning to Wang Peng, but it was already too late.

The Power of Spacetime enveloped Wang Peng, his figure as if restrained, time frozen, as Sword Qi swept past.

The surrounding spacetime returned to normal. Wang Peng stood dumbfounded in place, unaware of what had happened, finding himself uninjured.

He opened his mouth to speak, but found he couldn’t utter a single sound. A trickle of blood flowed from his neck.

Then, Sword Qi seeped out from within Wang Peng’s body. His Physical Body seemed to be sliced apart, falling away piece by piece before turning to dust.

Wang Peng watched in horror as his body gradually vanished, his mouth agape, yet unable to make a single sound.

The Sword Qi tore Wang Peng apart, even his Divine Soul was annihilated beneath its edge.

”Wang Peng!”

”What happened!”

The Elders of the Shenmu Holy Land watched Wang Peng disappear, their Faces instantly turning pale.

Their gaze towards Qin Gelan held a trace of terror. Wang Peng’s cultivation was similar to theirs, yet this person had slain Wang Peng with a single sword.

Qin Gelan remained as calm and unperturbed as ever. Killing an Immortal Venerable Seventh Heaven seemed as ordinary as drinking water to him.

So strong!

Shen Yan’s beautiful eyes watched Qin Gelan. Those so-called Prodigies, like Lu Zhao and Jiang Qingmu, seemed utterly insignificant compared to Qin Gelan. No, there was simply no comparison.

Perhaps only the Prodigies from Transcendent Factions could be compared to Qin Gelan.

”You killed Elder Wang Peng! The Shenmu Holy Land will not let you go! Even to the ends of the earth, we will hunt you down to your death!” Jiang Qingmu glared venomously at Qin Gelan.

”Elders, kill him! Avenge Elder Wang Peng!”

The several great Elders of the Shenmu Holy Land exchanged glances, nodded, their eyes filled with gravity. They all held Dao Artifacts of the Divine Weapon level.

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Dong Jinyan also churned with spiritual power. The man before him was immensely powerful, forcing him to take this seriously.

Shen Lang frowned, looking at Qin Gelan with worry. Seeing Qin Gelan’s calm expression, his concern vanished.

On second thought, it made sense. Even if Qin Gelan were outmatched, he had a Supreme being backing him. If danger arose, the Supreme would intervene.

”Be careful. This person is very strong. Do not be careless,” one Elder warned.

The others nodded. They assumed Wang Peng had been caught off guard and ambushed by Qin Gelan.

If they were serious and didn’t give Qin Gelan an opening, with their numerical advantage, Qin Gelan would be no match for them.

”Attack!”

The five charged towards Qin Gelan. Dong Jinyan also stood in the Void Realm, waiting for the opportune moment to deliver a fatal blow to Qin Gelan.

Watching the five wielding Divine Weapons charge into close combat, Qin Gelan shook his head.

Shen Yan’s heart leapt to her throat. Five Immortal Venerables, and Dong Jinyan watching like a tiger, ready for a fatal strike at any moment.

Any Immortal Venerable would find it difficult to escape death in such a situation.

Unfortunately, they had encountered Qin Gelan. He simply stood motionless in place.

Dao techniques blasted towards him, spiritual power roared. Qin Gelan withstood it all with his Physical Body, utterly unpressured.

The Power of Spacetime enveloped the area. Dong Jinyan sensed it and was about to strike, but discovered he too was enveloped by the Power of Spacetime.

He was completely immobilized. Time became extremely slow, space restrained him. Dong Jinyan was utterly horrified. He finally realized he had provoked someone he shouldn’t have.

His life and death rested entirely on the other’s whim. An Immortal Emperor would be no different.

From the jade flute materialized in Qin Gelan’s hand from Heaven’s Inch, Sword Qi surged. Dong Jinyan wanted to shout a warning but couldn’t.

He only managed to utter one word: ”Lit...”

The power of time affected him; the second word simply wouldn’t come out.

A sharp flash of sword light streaked past, like a sliver of light across the heavens, lasting only an instant.

Sword of Time and Space! The sword emerges, death follows!

Retracting the jade flute and clasping his hands behind his back, Qin Gelan slowly strode towards Jiang Qingmu. The Elders fell from the sky. Qin Gelan did not look back at them.

A true expert never looks back at the explosion!

With each step he took, one person turned to dust, just like Wang Peng before.

Still, only one sword! Instantly slaying several Peak Immortal Venerable Realm powerhouses, without even a single thread of his robe being damaged.

Shen Lang’s mouth hung open, drool almost dripping out, momentarily stunned. Even Shen Yan’s heart pounded incessantly. Those were Immortal Venerables! Killed just like that?

As Qin Gelan approached Jiang Qingmu, the Elders of the Shenmu Holy Land had all been annihilated. Jiang Qingmu was already so frightened he collapsed to the ground.

”You... you... I... I am the Saint of the Shenmu Holy Land! If you dare kill me, the Shenmu Holy Land will never let you go!” Jiang Qingmu trembled all over, his speech faltering.

”G-Grand Elder... save me!” Seeing Dong Jinyan was still alive, Jiang Qingmu immediately cried out to him.

Dong Jinyan felt like slapping this bastard to death. The other could kill him with a single thought. The reason he was spared was probably because he hadn’t attacked from start to finish.

Dong Jinyan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and cupped his hands towards Qin Gelan. ”Your Excellency...”

He only wanted to flee now, but didn’t dare. As for Jiang Qingmu, this scoundrel who nearly got him killed, he no longer wanted to care, nor dared to care.

Qin Gelan looked down at Jiang Qingmu sprawled on the ground and slowly said, ”As a Holy Land’s Saint, do you have no brain at all?”

”Who you can provoke and who you cannot, you can’t tell at all. You’re no different from Lu Zhao.”

Lu Zhao?

Hearing Qin Gelan utter this name—the former Saint of the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land, who later offended Qin Gelan, leading to the entire Heavenly Evolution Holy Land’s destruction—

And recalling that Shen Lang had called this person ’Young Master Qin’... a guess formed in Dong Jinyan’s mind. He instantly saw black, his whole body drenched in sweat.

Damn that Jiang Qingmu!

Dong Jinyan wanted to slap this bastard to death. You went and provoked *him*?

The mere thought that this person might be Qin Gelan nearly made Dong Jinyan choke on his breath.

He didn’t care about anything else anymore. He immediately dropped to his knees, kowtowed to Qin Gelan, and said in a trembling voice, ”Dong was blind, not knowing Young Master Qin was at the Shen Family. Please forgive this offense, Young Master Qin.”

Compared to his life, Face was no longer important. At the Peak Immortal Venerable Realm, he still had the potential to impact the Immortal Emperor Realm. He didn’t want to die like this.

”Grand Elder... you...” Jiang Qingmu looked bewildered at Dong Jinyan’s servile posture.

”You fool! You’ve offended Young Master Qin, seeking your own death! Why aren’t you apologizing to Young Master Qin!” Dong Jinyan roared at Jiang Qingmu.

For the sake of Jiang Qingmu being the Saint, he had already given him a reminder, doing his utmost. As for whether he could survive, that was up to this Young Master Qin.

”Unnecessary. You’re nothing but a scourge in this world. Use your life to atone,” Qin Gelan said coldly, Sword Qi coalescing in his hand.

”You dare kill me? I am the Saint of the Shenmu Holy Land!” Jiang Qingmu stared at Qin Gelan in terror.

Dong Jinyan inwardly cursed the idiot. Even now, Jiang Qingmu hadn’t recognized the other’s identity.

Even the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land had been wiped out by him. The Shenmu Holy Land’s strength was similar to Tianyán’s. Destroying Shenmu would be effortless for him.

Sword Qi flashed past. A bloody line appeared on Jiang Qingmu’s neck. His eyes widened in disbelief until death, unable to believe this person truly dared to kill him. Simultaneously, a wave of regret rose in his heart, but it was already too late.