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Chapter 1342: The End of the World
Could it be him?
As the white light slashed down, the entire world fell into a deathly silence.
Even the howling wind seemed to have stopped flowing at this moment.
The middle level Martial Saint experts stared coldly at the figure who was unable to move under their pressure. A sinister smile hung on the corners of their lips.
They believed that no matter how strange that human fellow was, the combined attack of seven Martial Saints was enough to kill him.
As the white light slashed down, the ferocious expressions on the faces of the seven powerhouses became even more obvious. However, for some reason, those ferocious expressions suddenly froze on their faces.
"What happened?"
As if they didn't hear the ear-piercing sound they were expecting, Gu Yuan and the others opened their eyes slightly. They immediately looked at the terrifying Saint aura in the air.
"He still couldn't block it?"
Looking at the remaining seven foreign experts in the Saint Might, Gu Yuan's eyes were filled with deep self-blame.
"Captain Gu, something's not right."
Beside him, Ling Fei pointed at the seven experts and softly said.
Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan's pupils shrunk as he looked over. Only then did he realize that there was no joy on the faces of the seven foreign race experts. Instead, the ferocious expressions on their faces were extremely stiff.
"Where did that guy go?"
"Impossible, how can he escape from our Saint Might?"
"Could it be that a mighty figure of the human race has made a move?"
After a brief moment of shock, the seven experts finally regained their senses. Many voices of disbelief resounded across the sky.
When they heard these voices, Gu Yuan and the others had a hopeful look on their faces.
From their tone, it seemed like that guy didn't die under that terrifying white light!
"Did I disappoint you?"
While the foreign experts were still searching for Qin Yichen, a faint voice rang out above them. "You're right. You're right.
Hearing this voice, everyone's gazes suddenly turned in that direction.
There, a young man dressed in martial attire stood in the air. He was still standing in the terrifying Saint Might. However, upon closer inspection, one would realize that the Saint Might had not completely enveloped him.
There seemed to be a layer of invisible energy protecting Qin Yichen's body. The Saint Might of the seven middle level Martial Saints could not penetrate more than a few millimeters of his body!
"How … How is this possible?!"
At this moment, the seven foreign race experts also noticed this scene. Disbelief surfaced in their eyes.
It should be known that this group of experts had been together for more than ten years. During this period of time, they were able to forcefully integrate each other's Saint Might.
Although the stacked Saint aura wasn't as terrifying as multiplying it, it was still far beyond what an ordinary mid-level Martial Saint could contend against.
Moreover, the aura from this junior was only at the initial Martial Saint level.
In their opinion, it was normal for the latter to be suppressed by their Saint Aura to the point that he couldn't move.
"This … This is …"
Upon seeing this scene, Ling Fei's expression changed abruptly. His wrinkled old face was filled with shock.
His eyes were fixed on Qin Yichen, and scenes of the past kept replaying in his mind.
In that battle, the World Edge Pavilion could have easily snatched the position of Taihao Holy Land with the help of Ling Tuya, who had obtained the Saint Might.
However, all of this was destroyed because of the appearance of that nightmarish fellow!
Ling Fei could not forget that the Saint Might that could have swept everything away had completely lost its effect on that fellow.
As a result, Ling Tuya was defeated in the end!
"It's him … It's really him …"
Ling Fei's heart surged, and an extremely complicated expression flickered in his eyes.
Back then, in order to preserve the bloodline of the World Edge Pavilion, he had resolutely chosen to come to this area and contribute his meager strength to the safety of the Human Tribe.
It had been three to four years since he came here, and during this period, he had experienced many life and death situations.
After witnessing the cruelty of the foreign powerhouses, he had actually put the matter of the World Edge Pavilion behind him.
Now, what he could not understand the most was how this junior, who had been like an ant in the past, had grown to this stage in just three to four years.
One must know that when he had represented the Taihao Holy Land in the battle against Ling Tuya, he had only been a mid-stage Emperor Stage brat!
To be able to break through from the Emperor Stage to the Honorable Stage in three to four years was enough to become a genius sought after by the various Holy Lands.
And this guy in front of him, in just a few years' time, was already able to easily kill a mid-level Martial Saint that even he was somewhat wary of!
Was this fellow really human?
At this moment, Ling Fei's heart was in a perilous situation.
Previously, he had thought that he had seen wrongly. However, apart from Qin Yichen, he had never heard of such a strange ability to be immune to the Saint Might's suppression.
"Do you have any other methods? If not, all of you will be buried here. "
In the sky, Qin Yichen looked down at the seven mid-stage Martial Saints and said calmly.
If this was any other time, a junior who was only at the Beginner Martial Saint level dared to speak to mid-stage Martial Saints in such a manner, he would definitely be treated as a lunatic.
However, the words that came out of Qin Yichen's mouth now made people feel a sense of conviction.
"Don't be distracted by this fellow. No matter how strange his methods are, he can't do anything to us in the face of our Saint Might!"
The seven Martial Saints' expressions changed. However, they were extremely experienced in battle and did not attack Qin Yichen directly. Instead, they activated their Saint Might and continuously suppressed the latter.
Faced with such a troublesome method, Qin Yichen's lips curled into a playful smile. As he waved his arm, a black flame suddenly appeared.
"Whoosh …"
Under everyone's shocked gazes, the black flame, which looked like it would be extinguished by a gust of wind, ignited when it came into contact with the Saint Might.
Furthermore, in just a few breaths of time, the black flame grew in the wind and became as huge as a black wall of fire.
"Ah!"
"What the hell is this!"
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