With Sikong Qing's escape, the strength of the people of the Eight Cardinal Temple and the Illusionary God Sect was reduced sharply. Without Sikong Qing holding them back, Ye Wuhen was free to deal with the others. Although Lin Huantian, the Illusionary God Sect's sectmaster, had been strengthened by Soul Overlord Ye Wenjun, he could not do anything to Ye Wenjun, who had been famous for a long time.
"Sect Leader, Sikong Qing has escaped. Shouldn't we retreat? We've already lost six elders. If we continue fighting, I'm afraid we'll also … "
One of the Illusion God Sect warriors who had joined in the fight against Ye Guangjian ran to Lin Huantian's side, panting as he helped Lin Huantian fight Ye Wenjun.
"Useless!" Lin Huantian said gloomily. No one knew if he was talking about Sikong Qing, or the Illusion God Sect Elders who had been killed.
Lin Huantian took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said, "Hold on a little longer. The longer we delay, the more Master's strength will recover. When that time comes, all of them will die!"
"We can't do it, Sect Leader. We're running out of people. The Nine Eastern Alliance is a top expert. Without numbers, we're no match for them!"
As he spoke, two more screams were heard. Lin Huantian turned his head and saw that Ling Jin and Lu Xuan had killed two more people. Compared to before, the gap between them and the Nine Eastern Alliance was getting smaller. There were only fifteen or sixteen people left.
"You've got guts. How dare you be distracted by my sword!" Ye Wenjun sneered and swung his sword. Two beams of sword energy shot out, one from the left and the other from the right. They formed a semicircle and shot toward Lin Huantian.
Lin Huantian had just split his attention to check on the situation of the battle, so it was already too late for him to block it. In that instant, he had no time to think. He used his right hand to block the Sword Qi while his left hand suddenly grabbed the person from the Illusory God Sect beside him and threw him towards Ye Wenjun's other Sword Qi with all his might.
"Sect Master, you …" That cultivator looked at Lin Huantian in shock. However, his voice died away as he was cut in half by Ye Wenjun's Sword Qi. He never thought that Lin Huantian would use him as a shield. Instead of dying at the hands of the enemy, he was killed by his own people.
Lin Huantian didn't even look at him. He was willing to sacrifice so many disciples of the Illusory God Sect. What could these elders do to him?
But after this, his will to fight had completely vanished. They'd lost three warriors in such a short time. Just as the Phantom God Sect elder had said, the rest of them were powerless to stop the Alliance of Jiuhua. Staying behind was futile.
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Huantian instantly used an illusion technique and disappeared without leaving a single word. He was someone who was going to ascend to the Heavenly Domain with Saul. How could he risk his life to die here?
"Escaped?" Ye Wenjun couldn't help but frown. The Illusion God Sect's martial arts techniques were known for being strange. Since Lin Huantian was determined to escape, Ye Wenjun couldn't think of a way to stop him.
But now, seeing that Lin Huantian had escaped without saying a word, the remaining warriors lost their will to fight. Even their leader had escaped. Were they going to stay here and die? For a moment, they all scattered like birds and beasts. Two of the martial artists who had besieged Ye Ruida were so flustered that they just ran into Ye Wuhen and were killed by her.
"Hmph, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to escape!" Lu Xuan snorted coldly. Sikong Qing had escaped because it was too unexpected. Now that Lin Huantian had used an illusion technique to escape, it wouldn't be so easy!
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xuan used the Soul Shocking Technique. Surging Soul Power surged out like a hurricane and swept everything within a radius of a hundred feet.
Lin Huantian didn't expect this. On the Heavenly Sword Continent, the Illusion God Sect was the most proficient in soul techniques. The Jiuhua Alliance had always been known for their swordsmanship. He didn't expect to see a freak like Lu Xuan. In an instant, Lin Huantian's figure was forced out.
Ye Wenjun couldn't help but laugh when he saw Lin Huantian. "Xuan 'er, well done!"
Ye Wenjun's sword was like a dragon as he shot toward Lin Huantian. He hadn't arrived yet, but his Sword Qi had. In mid-air, Ye Wenjun pushed his strength to the limit. He swung his sword nineteen times in a row, forming a dense curtain of swords.
Lin Huantian didn't even need to turn his head to look. He could feel the piercing Sword Qi coming from behind him. Then, he felt a sharp pain and the strength in his body rapidly drained away …
Lin Huantian slowly lowered his head and saw that the Sword Qi had pierced through his chest. His internal organs had been completely destroyed. Finally, his vision turned black and his body fell straight to the ground. All his dreams and pursuits had come to an end.
"Those cultivators who escaped …" Ye Haoran said as he looked at the survivors from the Illusion God Sect and the Octagonal Sacred Palace who had already run some distance away.
"There's no need to chase after them." Ye Guangjian shook his head. "They are of no help to the overall situation. There's no need to waste time. The most important thing now is to deal with Saul."
With that, everyone looked at the top of the mountain. The Soul Power there had become extremely condensed. Saul must have recovered a lot of his strength during the time Lin Huantian and Sikong Qing had bought him.
Boom! An incomparably huge beam of sword Qi flashed across the sky. It was extremely dazzling, and in the end, it blasted the mountain peak. The powerful destructive power almost completely shattered the entire mountain peak, and the entire mountain peak was lowered by a full three feet as a result.
This was a sword attack that had been unleashed by the Seven Saint Immortal-exterminating Formation. No matter how hateful Saul was, his strength couldn't be underestimated. After a simple discussion, Lu Xuan and the others decided to use this method to force Saul out. If they entered the mountain rashly, they might fall into Saul's trap.
Countless broken branches fluttered in the air and dust flew everywhere. When the dust gradually dissipated, a figure standing in the air slowly appeared in front of everyone. If it wasn't Saul, who else could it be?
"What a coincidence. We meet again." Saul looked at Lu Xuan and the others, who were in formation, and the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a playful smile.
When they saw Saul's appearance, they weren't in a good mood at all. Instead, their hearts felt even heavier.
Saul had changed a lot compared to the first time they had seen him. When they had first seen him, he had seemed like a terminally ill old man. Now, Saul had become indescribably young. If it wasn't for the fact that they could still recognize him from his silhouette, they would have thought that he was a completely different person.
The lifespan of the Soul Race could be said to be limitless. The only thing that limited them was their Soul Power. When their Soul Power declined, they would gradually be unable to maintain their Soul Bodies. They would become older and older until they died. Saul's almost youthful appearance undoubtedly meant that his strength had undergone an earth-shattering change!
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