Chapter 1385
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Suddenly, surging battle intent flickered in the eyes of several Holy Emperors as they launched their most powerful attacks at their companions.
Spurt! Caught off-guard, the Holy Emperor immediately became heavily injured from the sneak attacks of his companions. He was blown away while vomiting blood.
The same thing happened everywhere on the battlefield. Over thirty Saint Emperors from the World of Forsaken Saints suddenly swung their weapons at their companions. None of them had thought that their companions would suddenly attack them, so they were all heavily injured due to being caught off guard. There was even an unlucky Saint Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints who was surrounded by several of his companions. He only lasted for a few seconds before his body was pulverized, and he fled into the distance with his soul.
However, as soon as the Holy Emperor's soul flew out of the battlefield, the sonorous sound of a zither rang out. It was like a thunderclap in his ears. The powerful sound waves created ripples in space, shattering the soul of the Holy Emperor.
The people from the World of Forsaken Saints fell into chaos after the disturbance. In just a short while, several Saint Emperors from the World of Forsaken Saints died to the hands of their companions. They had all been attacked by several people and died unjustly.
"They've been affected by the zither music. They've been controlled by it. Find the person who's playing the zither and kill him!" A Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints bellowed at the sky. His voice was thunderous, causing the surroundings to violently tremble.
He was an extremely powerful Holy Emperor. He had reached the peak of Holy Emperor. His bellow immediately woke up a few people who had almost been controlled by the zither music.
At this moment, a supreme sword Qi appeared behind him. Terrifying killing intent immediately enveloped him, causing him to shiver uncontrollably despite being a peak Saint Emperor. Without any hesitation, he immediately dodged to the side as quickly as he could.
He saw a divine sword wrapped in a thick layer of purple light. With a resplendent sword light, it pierced through where he had been standing at lightning speed. When the sword light came into contact with his clothes, they were silently reduced to dust.
Jianchen arrived with the Ziying Sword. He immediately became slightly surprised when he saw how the Holy Emperor had actually dodged his attack. However, he did not hesitate at all. With a twist of his wrist, the Qing Suo Sword stabbed out as a violet streak of light. There was a dazzling white light within it. This was the sword Qi that Jianchen had created after comprehending the Way of the Sword.
The sword Qi was condensed from laws. It had already surpassed the limits of regular sword Qi. Now that it had fused with the Azulet swords, it was clearly even more powerful.
The Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints showed no fear. He bellowed out and the energy within him surged out like a tsunami. It formed a barrier around him as he swung his blade at Jianchen.
The blade shone with a gray light that was filled with the presence of death. It immediately formed a cage around Jianchen.
Jian Chen immediately felt like he was being suppressed by a mysterious power within the cage formed from the grey aura of death. At the same time, endless grey light invaded his body, rapidly wiping away his life force.
Jianchen's eyes narrowed. Chaotic Force surged within him, rapidly wiping away the invading presence of death. He ignored the hazy cage around him and stabbed forward with the Ziying Sword in his hand.
"Ding!" With the sound of metal clashing, the Zi Ying Sword broke out of the cage and collided with the blade of the Saint Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints. The blade was cleaved in half by the Zi Ying Sword. The blade constantly trembled as it buzzed, as if it was wailing.
The Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints stared blankly at the broken blade in his hand. His face was filled with shock. The blade had accompanied him for several thousand years and had fought countless battles along the way. It had grown with him. Even when he fought to the death against experts of the same level, his weapon would not be damaged at all, yet it had been unable to block a single strike from Jianchen. It had been cleaved in half like tofu.
"Y- you're an Origin realm expert?" The Holy Emperor was shocked. From what he knew, probably only Origin realm experts could do something like this, but he did not sense the pressure of an Origin realm expert from Jianchen.
Jianchen was emotionless. His eyes were cold. After cutting through the blade, the Ziying Sword did not slow down at all, stabbing into the Holy Emperor's chest in the end. The powerful sword Qi within the sword immediately erupted. Not only did it destroy the Holy Emperor's organs in a single moment, but a strand of pure sword Qi also surged up, entering his head and wiping out his soul.
An azure streak of light quickly shot through the air near Jianchen, tangling with several dozen Holy Emperors. It was the Qing Suo Sword that Jianchen controlled with the senses of his soul.
The Qing Suo Sword was not in Jianchen's hands, so the power it could unleash was nowhere near as great as the Ziying Sword. However, it was a sword with a spirit after all, so no one dared to stand in its way. In a short amount of time, it slew several Holy Emperors and heavily injured several dozen Holy Emperors. Many Holy Emperors from the World of Forsaken Saints had already banded together to deal with the troublesome Qing Suo Sword.
Xiao Jin took action as well. Although he was at the Origin realm, he did not slaughter the Holy Emperors like Jianchen and Xiao Ling. Instead, he waved his hand and trapped several Holy Emperors in a golden barrier. Afterward, he stood there in a daze as he watched the Holy Emperors from the World of Forsaken Saints call out in the golden barrier. Xiao Jin would only take action when Changyang Zu Xiao and the others were in danger, repelling the enemy.
Xiao Jin usually did not take action, but when he did, it was shocking. He directly blew apart a Holy Emperor from the World of Forsaken Saints with a single punch, wiping out his soul. His punch was so powerful and brutal that it stunned all the Holy Emperors around him.
Most of the five hundred Holy Emperors from the World of Forsaken Saints were kept busy by Jianchen and Xiao Ling. Only a small portion of the Holy Emperors attacked the people of the four races. The number of Holy Emperors that had died to Jianchen and Xiao Ling's hands had reached a hundred, but the people of the four races had also died and countless were heavily injured.
During this period of time, the Elven Godtree shone brightly. The power it displayed shocked the elves. Although its battle accomplishments were nothing compared to Jianchen and Xiao Ling's, the number of Holy Emperors that had died to the tree had reached close to ten. Without any exception, all the Holy Emperors from the World of Forsaken Saints had been entangled by the Elven Godtree's branches before their vitality was sucked away. All they left behind were skeletal corpses.
However, after absorbing the vitality of several Holy Emperors, the Elven Godtree's green light became even more dazzling. It enveloped the entire battlefield, providing assistance to the injured.
The performance of the Ancient Divine Tree of Elves piqued the curiosity of the mighty ones of the elves, who thought they had a good understanding of the divine tree. The divine tree had indeed existed for a very long time, having been passed down from ancient times to the present day. It had never withered and had always been very strong. However, the strength it was displaying now was not quite the same as what was recorded in the ancient books.
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