Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 1045 - 1044: Unstoppably Powerful

Chapter 1045: Chapter 1044: Unstoppably Powerful

""Gravity Bodhisattva? Worthless as dog fart." Zayden Newton turned his palm into a fist, propelling his body forward like a cannonball as he charged towards that Bodhisattva’s palm.

"What? He can still jump under such gravity?"

"How is this possible?"

All the high-level members were dumbfounded. You have to know, even standing far on the periphery they could feel the gravity bearing down on them, let alone Zayden Newton right under that crushing palm of gravity?

With gravity already bearing down, the spot where Zayden Newton stood should have been the central point of gravity, so logically he should have been suppressed, unable to move and only capable of passively taking hits.

But now, he surged like a cannonball, his fist like a divine fire meteor, colliding with the phantom palm in the blink of an eye!

Yusuf Zuck was using his bare fist, while Dillon Meskill wielded an illusionary palm.

With a "boom," when Yusuf Zuck’s fist touched Dillon Meskill’s illusionary hand, it shattered like glass. Yusuf Zuck, on the other hand, maintained his speed, closing in on Dillon Meskill with a ’whoosh’ sound.

Dillon Meskill was taken aback. You should know that Meskill Clan’s exclusive eight stances of Bodhisattva were earth-shatteringly powerful, and only a direct lineage like his would have the chance to learn the eight techniques of the Bodhisattva.

It could be said that with these eight techniques alone, he could sweep through countless foes. It didn’t matter if it was First-Rank Profound Immortal or Ninth Grade; as long as it wasn’t an Immortal King, he could overpower them.

But now, his eight stances of Bodhisattva were effortlessly broken by Zayden Newton, as if he hadn’t put forth much effort at all.

So, what was the extent of Zayden Newton’s strength? And what kind of fist technique was this?

However, at that moment, he had no time to ponder, for Zayden Newton had already closed in on him. Thus, as Dillon Meskill rapidly retreated, a sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

A top-grade Immortal Sword, as dazzling as purple crystal, especially striking. With the sword drawn, the bisecting Sword Qi rained down on Yusuf Zuck like droplets.

However, Yusuf Zuck clung like a leech; as Dillon Meskill retreated, Yusuf Zuck followed closely, maintaining a distance of less than three meters at all times.

Normally, with a distance of three meters, Dillon Meskill’s ongoing barrage of Sword Qi should make it impossible for anyone, even an Immortal King, to dodge; they would have no choice but to forcefully confront it.

Yet, an eerie scene unfolded that astonished everyone to nearly bulge their eyes out. Because... because the Sword Qi that Dillon Meskill unleashed all swept past Yusuf Zuck’s body.

It was as if Yusuf Zuck wasn’t moving at all, as if that Sword Qi could turn corners on its own, as if it dared not strike him, automatically veering away.

Many rubbed their eyes in disbelief, unable to explain this phenomenon, and even the two Supreme Elders were showing deep anxiety and shock at this time.

The power that Zayden Newton used to break the gravity fist just a moment ago was unseen and unknown to them; they had no idea what sort of power it was.

And now, with Zayden Newton so close to Dillon Meskill, yet Dillon Meskill’s Sword Qi couldn’t hit him, was too peculiar. They themselves admitted that facing so much of Dillon Meskill’s Sword Qi, they would have to confront it head-on, with no chance of dodging.

But Zayden Newton dodged it all effortlessly, which was just too strange.

"Trash." Yusuf Zuck suddenly trembled, and like a shadow, he appeared instantly in front of Dillon Meskill, who was also in a state of panic and confusion.

"Ah..." Dillon Meskill, hastily retreating, was nearly scared enough to drop his sword.

But just as his mind hadn’t caught up, wondering how to counterattack, he suddenly felt numbness in his wrist, and then his top-grade Immortal Sword was snatched away.

With a ’swoosh,’ all he saw was a flash of white light before excruciating pain hit him, and then, he saw his right arm falling away.

"Return." As he bore the intense pain and bit down on his tongue tip, Yusuf Zuck’s top-grade Immortal Sword, in his hand, began to emit mournful wails.

This was Dillon Meskill’s Destiny Immortal Sword; ordinarily, if someone else seized it, they would be unable to claim ownership or have it heed their commands, let alone control the Flying Sword to fly back on its own.

Alas, the Flying Sword had fallen into the hands of Yusuf Zuck, and under the suppression of his power, the sword could only wail pathetically, incapable of the slightest movement.

The onlooking crowd fell silent, a Ninth Grade Profound Immortal of the Meskill Clan, had no strength to fight back under the pressure of a First-Rank Profound Immortal, his sword taken, his arm chopped off... this... this was too inconceivable.

But... what was even more inconceivable happened right before everyone’s eyes. As Dillon Meskill’s blood spurted from his right shoulder, his panic in full display, the onlookers suddenly saw Zayden Newton’s figure blur, followed by another piercing scream from Dillon Meskill.

His left arm had been chopped off.

"Swoosh~ Swoosh~" Two streaks of white light flew by, and his legs fell to the ground as well.

At this moment, even Patriarch Salem Meskill’s scalp tingled with unease. Salem knew he was no match for Dillon, and though he was of the Meskill family too, he wasn’t a direct descendant but a collateral member; hence, he never learned the eight forms of ’Fotu,’ resulting in his dread when witnessing Zayden Newton’s overwhelming strength.

The disciples of the Seed Hall too, at this moment, were contemplating— if they were in Dillon Meskill’s shoes, could they withstand Zayden Newton’s bizarre and unpredictable strikes?

Right when Yusuf Zuck swung his sword, aiming for Dillon Meskill’s head, suddenly, two Supreme Elders intervened.

"No..."

"Stop..."

Two Immortal Kings made their move simultaneously, one from the left and one from the right. The left attacked Yusuf Zuck, while a phantasmal hand from the right reached out to snatch the limbless Dillon Meskill.

As the two Immortal Kings acted, everyone felt an even greater pressure, the King’s Breath enveloping the entire scene.

Immortal Kings, possessing the King’s Breath, could utterly suppress the power of Immortal yuan. One could say that an Immortal King surpasses a Profound Immortal merely by possessing the King’s Breath, making it the most challenging threshold for cultivators to cross.

"It’s no use, today no one can prevent Dillon Meskill’s inevitable death," Yusuf Zuck said calmly as he saw the two Immortal Kings take action, his expression not even changing.

In his Time-space field, all moves, all powers, were nothing more than child’s play.

As soon as he finished speaking, he struck out with his left palm towards the attack from the left-side Immortal King, and simultaneously, his right hand shot out towards the right-side Immortal King, who was attempting to retrieve Dillon Meskill with a phantasmal hand.

"Ugh..."

"He’s mad..."

"Heavens..."

As everyone witnessed Zayden Newton daring to counter both Immortal Kings, none could imagine what kind of end awaited him!

Even the sect leader closed his eyes, cursing Yusuf Zuck for his lack of restraint, thinking if he had just endured a few more years, the entire Campbell Sect would have been theirs. But now, he was courting death by clashing with two Immortal Kings?

"What a pity, what a pity... The power of the King’s Breath, how could a Profound Immortal possibly withstand it?" the sect leader sighed inwardly.

But... just as everyone held their breath, waiting for Zayden Newton to be annihilated, a scene that shocked everyone occurred.

With two loud bangs, the palm of the left-side Immortal King shattered, and the entire figure was sent flying backward, while the palm of the right-side Immortal King broke as well, but he did not fly back because Zayden Newton had halted his strike in time. As his palm retracted quickly, it also incidentally seized the limbless Dillon Meskill.

At that moment, Dillon Meskill, like a tiny chick, was firmly gripped in Zayden Newton’s hand, completely immobilized!

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PS: Third update, the fourth will come at six in the evening. Thank you all for your rewards, thank you for your votes of support. Regarding the issue of word count, starting from this novel, all installments are over two thousand words because the author has an author’s backend that counts the words, and anything less would not be allowed for publication.