Facing Xiao Sheng, the Black Wing Sacred Lord was horrified. How could someone who should have died 3,000 years ago still be alive? Not only that, but he also appeared before him.
He was in disbelief. But soon, after a brief moment of astonishment, the Black Wing Sacred Lord realized that Xiao Sheng was different. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a moment, he sneered. "A remnant of a sacred soul? I see … "
As a Saint, the Black Wing Sacred Lord's eyesight was naturally shrewd. He quickly saw that Xiao Sheng was just a remnant of a sacred soul. In an instant, the Black Wing Sacred Lord felt relieved.
If Xiao Sheng were still alive, perhaps the Black Wing Sacred Lord would be a little afraid of him. After all, in the battle 3,000 years ago, the Black Wing Sacred Lord had fully experienced Xiao Sheng's terrifying strength. When Xiao Sheng was at his peak, the Black Wing Sacred Lord admitted that he was no match for him. But now, Xiao Sheng was only a remnant of a soul. How strong could a remnant of a soul be?
After recovering from the initial shock, Xiao Sheng said calmly in the face of the Black Wing Sacred Lord's sneer. "I didn't expect to see you again one day."
There was no hatred in his words. In the face of a former enemy, Xiao Sheng appeared very indifferent. At the same time, upon hearing Xiao Sheng's words, the Black Wing Sacred Lord smiled and said.
"I didn't expect to see you again either. But Xiao Sheng, now that you are only a remnant of a soul, do you think you can stop me?"
Facing Xiao Sheng, who was only a remnant of a soul, the Black Wing Sacred Lord didn't pay too much attention to him. In this regard, Xiao Sheng didn't mind. He smiled and said indifferently. His voice clearly reached the ears of the rulers in the distance.
"Everyone, this is the final battle. Annihilate the demonic cultivator army with all your might."
They didn't know Xiao Sheng's identity, but when they heard his words, they instinctively chose to obey. Xiao Sheng's indifferent words were filled with an unquestionable authority. It was as if Xiao Sheng's words were the will of heaven and earth. No one could refute them. They could only obey.
This was the mighty power of a Saint. Their words were law, and they had already completely grasped the power of the Laws. Every word and action of theirs was like acting on behalf of the heavens, and it was impossible for others to resist.
They bowed respectfully to Xiao Sheng, then all of the Sovereigns roared furiously, "Kill the demonic cultivator!"
Following the cries of the rulers, the Heavenly Chen Continent's three armies simultaneously charged toward Western Zhou City. Naturally, the remaining six demon emperors wouldn't allow themselves to be captured without putting up a fight. They immediately led their armies in a fierce counterattack.
The people below quickly engaged in a fierce battle. Only Xiao Sheng and the Black Wing Sacred Lord were left standing proudly in the sky.
It was obvious that the devil cultivators were in a disadvantaged position during the intense battle. After all, there was a difference of two Dao Emperors between the two sides. In this way, the Sovereigns were entirely capable of joining forces to encircle and annihilate the other Devil Emperors.
The Black Wing Sacred Lord glanced indifferently at the battle below and said, "Xiao Sheng, you want to stop me with just a remnant of a soul? Surrender, and I can spare the life of your descendant. "
He wanted Xiao Sheng to surrender. Hearing this, Xiao Sheng replied without hesitation. "Is that so? Unfortunately, my Xiao Clan doesn't have people who would drag out an ignoble existence. Let's stop talking nonsense and fight. In any case, it's impossible for you to stop. "
"Then bring it on. Don't blame me if you court death." Hearing Xiao Sheng's answer, the Black Wing Sacred Lord didn't say anything more. As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of blood Qi erupted from his body. At the same time, a surge of golden Saint Qi rose from Xiao Sheng's body.
When a warrior broke through to the Saint Realm, the spiritual power in his body would transform into Saint Qi. Compared to spiritual power, Saint Qi was more solid and powerful. It could be said that Saint Qi was the source of the strength of a Saint.
At the same time, he raised his aura to the extreme. The Saint Qi of the Black Wing Sacred Lord was as red as blood. The battle between the Saints hadn't yet begun, but the terrifying pressure had already frightened everyone.
"Xiao Sheng, if you hadn't died, maybe I would have gone easy on you. But now, you're just a remnant soul. Even if I don't do anything, you won't last long. Since you court death, don't blame me for being ruthless. After I kill you, I will slaughter the entire Xiao Clan," the Black Wing Sacred Lord shouted coldly as his monstrous Saint Qi dyed the sky red.
Hearing the Black Wing Sacred Lord's words, Xiao Sheng didn't say much. He just said indifferently, "Let's talk about it if you can defeat me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two Saints soared into the sky at the same time and soon disappeared into the horizon.
The destructive power of the battle between the Saints was terrifying, so it was impossible for Xiao Sheng and the Black Wing Sacred Lord to start a battle on the Tianchen Continent. If they did, the entire Tianchen Continent wouldn't be able to withstand the aftermath of their battle. Therefore, there was an unwritten rule between the Saints. Once a Holy War broke out, the battlefield would basically be in the endless starry sky. Because there, the Saints could fight with all their might and didn't have to worry about the destruction brought about by the Holy War.
The two Saints soared into the sky and soon disappeared from the eyes of the world. Looking at Xiao Sheng and the Black Wing Sacred Lord disappearing into the horizon, Xiao Chen, who had been standing on the city wall of Western Pass, fell into deep thought with a complicated expression.
Although he had never seen Xiao Sheng before, the moment he appeared, the bloodline power in Xiao Chen's body was uncontrollably agitated, and an instinctive sense of intimacy made Xiao Chen have an indescribable feeling for Xiao Sheng.
"Who was that person just now? A Saint from the Tianchen Continent? " Xiao Chen was silent, but Huangfu Ao and the others beside him were discussing excitedly. There were still Saints in the Tianchen Continent?
Naturally, no one could tell that Xiao Sheng was just a remnant soul, but one person noticed Xiao Sheng's secret, and that was Chen Ling.
As someone who had reincarnated, Chen Ling's eyesight was much sharper than even the Sovereigns. Standing beside Xiao Chen, Chen Ling said calmly, "That Saint just now is already dead. It's just a remnant soul."
Chen Ling's voice was not loud, so only Xiao Chen heard what he said. Hearing that Xiao Sheng was just a remnant soul, Xiao Chen frowned. A remnant soul could deal with a living Saint?
Seeing Xiao Chen frown, Chen Ling knew what Xiao Chen was thinking. He smiled and said, "There are strong and weak Saints. Although it's just a remnant soul, Xiao Sheng's strength is far from what the Black Wing Sacred Lord can compare to. Just watch, it won't be long before Xiao Sheng can kill the Black Wing Sacred Lord."
After saying that, Chen Ling secretly exclaimed, "Who would have thought that the Tianchen Continent still had a half-step Quasi-saint?"
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