"Senior Tyrannical Soul! Senior Po Feng! "
"Master!"
"Tyrannical Soul Temple Master!"
The divine alchemist and Di Hun cried out worriedly when they saw that Tyrannical Soul and Po Feng were heavily injured. Everyone's hearts tightened.
The divine alchemist and the others never imagined that Yan Kui would possess a legendary Heaven Class Saint Technique! Yan Kui hadn't used it in the great battle back then, but now he did. They couldn't believe it.
"How is this possible? Even with all our strength combined, we still can't defeat Yan Kui. That old bastard is completely unharmed! "
"Isn't that old bastard Yan Kui stronger than a peak late-stage Saint Venerate? Senior Tyrannical Soul and Senior Po Feng are also peak late-stage Saint Venerates. Now that we've combined our strength, there's no way we can't injure him! "
"Yan Kui actually has a Heaven Class Saint Technique!"
The experts of Tyrannical Soul Temple began to discuss in fear. The fear in their hearts was self-evident. … …
The truth was right in front of them. They had no choice but to believe it. The moment Tyrannical Soul and Po Feng were heavily injured, the experts of Tyrannical Soul Temple felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
The two strongest powerhouses were the soul pillars of the Tyrannical Soul Temple. Now, they were seriously injured. Such an outcome told them that their doomsday had arrived.
"How dare you! Just what cultivation level has this old bastard reached? "The heavily injured Tyrannical Soul clenched his teeth and said angrily.
"Where did he get a Heaven Class Saint Technique? It actually has such terrifying power! No, it should be the fusion of Primal Chaos Force and Heavenly Python Force! "Po Feng said strenuously, his pale face devoid of blood.
"Damn it! I can't hold on much longer! " Tyrannical Soul's pale face twisted violently as he roared with great difficulty. He had already unleashed all his strength, but he was still suppressed by Yan Kui's bucket-sized purple energy pillar.
"Hmph! Dominating Soul, Wind Breaker, you don't have a chance anymore. Even if you ignite your souls, your strength is no longer a match for me. Your time of death has come, "Yan Kui said coldly with a faint sneer on his face.
"Rumble!"
Puff puff!
"Buzz!"
With that, a vicious gleam of light flashed through Yan Kui's eyes. He suddenly clenched his fist, and the two destructive forces that collided suddenly exploded. Rumbling sounds rang through the entire Saints' World. Ba Hun and Po Feng vomited blood once again as they were blown away by the destructive force. Countless experts in the distance almost fainted as well.
"The Hall Master and Senior Po Feng are severely injured. They can't hold on for much longer!" the Leng Monarch said anxiously, his face filled with pain.
"Our strength has already been exhausted. There's nothing we can do." The Emperor soul said with difficulty. None of them had expected such an outcome.
"Yan Kui's strength is even more terrifying than we imagined. Are we really going to die here?" Helplessness and grief appeared on an ancient expert's face as he sighed. No matter how unwilling he was, he no longer had the ability to change the iron-clad fact.
"Senior Tyrant Soul and Senior Wind Breaker can't hold on any longer. We're finished …" Shen Tianhu and Gui Tu's faces were filled with despair and despair.
They had already lost all hope. Yan Kui's terror was unimaginable to them. Their final hope had been completely shattered.
The destructive force lingered in the sky for half an hour before gradually dispersing. The collapsed space gradually regained its brightness.
Several dozen thousand metres away, Ba Hun and Po Feng were in extremely horrible shape. Their wounds were extremely severe, and they were about to fall as they hovered in the air.
"Cough cough … this old bastard … has never used his true strength … Earlier, he actually … can still increase his strength," Po Feng said with great difficulty as he seemed extremely feeble. His voice was extremely soft.
Tyrant Soul swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, gasping for breath, "His cultivation base has most likely … broken through the realm of Holy Venerate …"
The two of them had completely lost their ability to battle. They could only resign themselves to fate.
After the intense battle, the people of the Tyrant Soul Temple were like arrows at the end of its flight. Everyone's strength had been wasted.
"Father, Ba Hun and Po Feng are heavily injured. They've used up all their strength. It's time to kill them," Yan Kong sneered complacently in the distance.
"Ba Hun, Po Feng, I'm sure the two of you must be very curious as to why I possess such great strength, right?" Yan Kui sneered as he looked at the two heavily injured people. However, Yan Kui was completely relieved now.
Perhaps the battle back then had left a shadow in his heart. Even though he possessed great strength, he was still slightly worried. His worry only vanished when he learned that he had heavily injured Ba Hun and Po Feng.
Ba Hun and Po Feng looked at Yan Kui at the same time when they heard that. They were indeed very curious.
"My current cultivation base is no longer peak late-stage Holy Venerate. It's Greater Heavenly Venerate! No matter how great your strength is, even if you fuse with their strength, you won't be able to reach Greater Heavenly Venerate, "Yan Kui sneered with a proud smile.
"Greater Heavenly Venerate?" Ba Hun and Po Feng's eyes widened as their hearts trembled.
"There's a cultivation base more terrifying than peak late-stage Holy Venerate?" The ancient divine alchemist and the others were also stunned.
"There's actually a Greater Heavenly Venerate?" Disbelief and shock appeared on the faces of elder Jin Yuan and the others in the distance.
"I only found out recently. I never thought that I would have the chance to advance to such a powerful cultivation base!" Yan Kui spread his hands and smiled proudly as if he was invincible.
"Greater Heavenly Venerate. No wonder we can't defeat him even after fusing with everyone's strength. That old bastard's cultivation has already reached a level that we don't know." Po Feng's pale face was extremely hideous as he furiously said with difficulty.
"Since you've learned so much, it's time to send you on your way." Dense murderous intent flashed in Yan Kui's eyes as he suddenly shot forward.
"Yan Kui! Stop! " The expressions of the ancient divine alchemist and the others changed drastically the moment Yan Kui moved. They roared out in shock. They wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.
Even though the ancient divine alchemist and the others had consumed pills, the pills were no longer effective due to their high cultivation bases. They were unable to provide any support.
Boom!
Spurt!
In the blink of an eye, Yan Kui's punch landed on Tyrant Soul's chest. Blood sprayed from Tyrant Soul's mouth, and Tyrant Soul was sent flying like a cannonball. There was a thunderous explosion, which seemed to shatter the hearts of the strong cultivators of Tyrant Soul Temple. At that moment, time seemed to stop. Everyone looked at Tyrant Soul in horror.
"Tyrant Soul!" Yan Kui was terrifyingly fast. Po Feng failed to sense him at all. He only reacted when Tyrant Soul had been struck, but it was already too late.
"Hmph! Tyrant Soul, you've finally died to my hands, "Yan Kui sneered complacently.
Tyrant Soul's body fell as he was sent flying. His injuries were so severe that his soul was in danger, causing it to gradually shatter.
"Master!"
At this moment, Xiao Chen's sorrowful and furious roar rang out from the distant horizon. He shot over at a terrifying speed.
"Xiao Chen!"
"The junior hall master has come!"
The terrified Sovereign Soul and the others all came to their senses when they heard the roar. However, they were unable to cheer up as they could feel Tyrant Soul's life force gradually fading away.
Yan Kui glanced coldly at Xiao Chen as he sneered, "Has that brat come out of seclusion?"
"Perhaps he has reached the Holy Sovereign level," Great Elder Jin Yuan sneered. His face was filled with pride and excitement.
"Master! Master! " Xiao Chen cried out in pain as he hugged Tyrant Soul's falling body in panic. Tears dripped from his eyes.
Tyrant Soul, whose soul was gradually shattering, smiled faintly as he grabbed Xiao Chen's arm. He seemed to be injecting something into Xiao Chen's body. Tyrant Soul said strenuously, "Xiao Chen … Master can only accompany you up to this point … After this …"
However, before he could finish speaking, Tyrant Soul's soul completely shattered. His eyes lost the colour of life.
"That was the power of a Saint Spirit earlier!" Great Elder Jin Yuan frowned as he thought. His face was rather ugly.
"Senior Tyrant Soul!"
"Hall master!"
The moment Tyrant Soul's soul shattered, the ancient divine alchemist and the others cried out in grief. None of them dared to believe this reality.
"Master! Don't! Master! Hold on! " Xiao Chen became even more grief-stricken. He fed Tyrant Soul a pill nervously and frantically, but it was too late. He felt like his heart had been pierced by thousands of arrows. In the end, he roared at the sky.
He was the strongest grade 9 alchemist in the Saints' World, a peak late Holy Sovereign. His name had shaken the entire Saints' World, but now, he had died in the Forgotten Valley.
Hum! Hum!
Hum! Hum! Xiao Chen erupted with terrifying power as his eyes flickered with blood-red light. He was completely enveloped by a bloodthirsty killing intent. The destructive power caused space to rapidly collapse.
"Early Holy Venerate. As expected," Yan Kui sneered disdainfully as he sensed Xiao Chen's power. The corners of his lips curled up slightly.
"Little brother Xiao Chen, you're late," Yan Kui sneered. He looked at the grief-stricken Xiao Chen and sneered. He did not take Xiao Chen seriously at all.
"Yan Kui! I won't spare you! " Xiao Chen glared at Yan Kui viciously as his eyes flickered with blood-red light. He was so furious that he had almost lost his mind.
"Once I kill Po Feng, I'll play with you slowly," Yan Kui sneered. Yan Kui sneered disdainfully. He glanced at the shocked Po Feng and sneered, "Po Feng, it's your turn."
With that, Yan Kui threw a punch mercilessly. The power in the punch was enough to kill Po Feng.
Po Feng was completely submerged in the scene of Tyrant Soul's death. He did not return to his senses even after a very long time. He struggled to accept this reality.
Xiao Chen's face suddenly changed when he heard that. Only then did he discover that Po Feng was heavily injured as well, and he was still unable to accept the fact that Tyrant Soul had been killed.
"Senior Po Feng, be careful!" Watch out! "Xiao Chen suddenly roared as his body shot out like a bolt of lightning.
Swish!
In the blink of an eye, a figure had already blocked Xiao Chen's path. The person who had stopped him was Yan Kong, who was looking at Xiao Chen with a haughty attitude.
Boom!
Spurt!
With Yan Kong's obstruction, Yan Kui's punch landed on Po Feng's chest. The destructive power caused Po Feng to vomit blood, and his soul instantly shattered.
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