The intrusion of the ancient cultivators caught the six Saints off guard. Even Yang Jian frowned because he was also blocked by the ancient cultivators.
Then, Yang Jian watched the ancient cultivators rush toward the six Saints like locusts. His heart was inexplicably touched.
These people did not seem to want to live anymore and were deliberately rushing to their deaths.
Or perhaps he had been in a daze for too long in Saint's Tomb that he had forgotten how to fight or even why he existed.
There was no need for any high-sounding reason to survive. As long as they wanted to live, that was enough.
Yang Jian shook the spear in his hand, took a gentle breath, and then activated his Great Path!
A golden light pierced through the void. The Great Path carried by the Invincible Golden Body Scripture directly suppressed the Great Path of a Saint of the Great Path!
The Saint who was suppressed suddenly turned pale. He wanted to ask for help, but he saw that his fellow cultivators, who were originally next to him, quickly moved away from him as if avoiding snakes and scorpions.
Before Yang Jian could rush over, dozens of streams of light had already pounced on him. The few Saint-to-be Realm ancient cultivators at the forefront had already used their respective divine abilities.
Those divine abilities were full of flaws and even had their power greatly reduced, so they could not exert their true realm and strength. Nevertheless, they were still their strongest attacks at that moment.
"Get lost!"
The Saint whose Great Path was suppressed flicked his sleeve and sprinkled thousands of mysterious white lotuses. The dozens of figures were knocked away by the white lotuses in the blink of an eye. Some of them even vomited blood and were seriously injured. Their combat strength was not even worth mentioning.
But with such a delay, Yang Jian had already arrived.
His spear was like a dragon, and his body was like a roc. He slaughtered the Saint with a murderous aura!
The Saint of the Great Path desperately fought. His Great Path turned into thousands of divine beasts and pounced on Yang Jian.
Yang Jian turned a deaf ear to the Saint. He only cared about the Saint's life. His figure seemed to have plunged into a tsunami, but he remained motionless.
A cold light bloomed as the spear pointed at the Saint's forehead. The illusory figures in the void instantly dissipated, and a Great Path in the Sea of Dao Laws instantly collapsed.
With a cold snort, Yang Jian dashed forward and chased after the next person.
However, the Saints scattered in all directions. Two of them had already escaped the range of the absolute wind mystical ability and rushed into the Chaos Sea. Their figures disappeared in a flash.
Yang Jian's expression did not change at all. If these Sages wanted to escape, he would not be able to make them stay.
He had no choice but to use the Wind of Death again to trap the remaining Saints of the Great Path. Most of the ancient cultivators who were chasing after the Saints of the Great Path had been left behind by these Saints.
Fortunately, they couldn't catch up. Otherwise, it would be hard to say how many of these ancient cultivators would be able to survive.
Yang Jian continued to chase. The remaining Saints of the Great Path were not in the mood to fight, and they even left behind divine abilities to hinder Yang Jian.
Two of them even sacrificed the treasures in their hands and detonated them, successfully blocking Yang Jian for a few moments.
However, under Yang Jian's pursuit, two Saints of the Great Path were still killed by the tip of the three-pointed, double-edged spear. Facing Yang Jian's overlapping power, they could not fight back at all.
Seeing that the three of them had fled into the Chaos Sea, they should have rushed to the Primitive Universe. Yang Jian immediately turned his eyes to the Overturn Oceans Array that had been following him.
'This blood mist!'
A murderous look flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. A beam of light flew straight toward him. It was an ancient fairy with somewhat gloomy eyes. In her hand was a jade flute that contained the aura of the Snow Saint's Partial Spirit.
She said softly in a Primordial language that was not very coherent, "This item … can help you …"
"Thank you." Yang Jian took the jade flute and immediately understood what the Snow Saint's Partial Spirit meant.
The blood mist should be within the scope of the Great Path of Water. Yang Jian only needed to slightly refine this Connate supreme treasure given by the Snow Saint's Partial Spirit to use its power to freeze the blood mist.
Yang Jian could not use his full strength to cut the blood mist, but if it was frozen …
That method seemed feasible.
Yang Jian did not dare to delay any further. He took the jade flute and began to refine it.
At that moment, Tu Wujing, who had been trapped by the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl, could be said to be scared out of his wits. He was decisive and did not dare to be careless. He felt that Yang Jian could not really hurt him at all. He did not hesitate to exhaust his essence. He gave up hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation and used a powerful escape technique.
A sanguine light flashed. Yang Jian seemed to be prepared. The Divine Eye on his forehead opened, and the shadow of the Six Paths of Reincarnation slowly rotated. A resplendent divine light struck the overflowing sanguine light.
The divine light was extremely accurate. The sanguine light immediately trembled three times!
However, the sanguine light did not stop. It rushed out of the Land of Dead Wind and rushed into the Chaos Sea, transforming into Tu Wujing's figure.
At that moment, Tu Wujing was in an extremely sorry state. His clothes were tattered, his aura was chaotic, and his Dao Door was blocked. His Great Dao Dao foundation had suffered injuries that could not be healed in a short period of time.
He still turned to look at Yang Jian, his eyes filled with hatred and anger. However, his expression quickly changed.
That was because Yang Jian had already chased after him with the three pointed, double-edged spear!
Tu Wujing did not dare to stay. The moment Yang Jian used the Absolute Wind, he controlled the Great Dao and turned into a flash of sanguine light before disappearing.
Yang Jian snorted coldly and inserted the jade flute into the side of his belt. He also controlled the Great Dao and chased after him relentlessly.
He hoped that the Primordial World could still hold on …
After Yang Jian left, the void created by the Absolute Wind mystical ability began to recover the Dao laws. All kinds of miserable and colorful Dao laws interweaved into a net, and the universe was rapidly recovering.
The hundreds of ancient cultivators stopped there. They seemed to be at a loss, but they were also like lonely ghosts.
It was not just someone who let out a long roar. The hundreds of ancient cultivators all raised their heads and roared. Then, someone cried. Many ancient cultivators cried outside the Xuandu City.
In Xuandu City, the Saint's Tomb, the Heart Sea Boundary Stone.
The Daoist that Yang Jian had seen once was standing on the Boundary Stone. He seemed to have witnessed the battle outside the city. He smiled coldly and his figure gradually dissipated.
In the Glazed Treasure Master's tomb, many remnant spirits of the Saints heaved a sigh of relief when they saw Yang Jian return to the Primordial World.
After all, there were no Dao laws fluctuations from the Primordial World that would appear when a Saint died. In other words, the battle in the Primordial World should still be within control.
"Mother, Husband has already rushed to the Primordial World to support."
Feng Wu saw the scene in the snow mirror and turned to tell Yohime.
"Ah, my son is working hard for all living beings in the Primordial World. The two of us can only wait for him to return here." Yohime smiled bitterly. "It's good if he's a mortal. I can pray to the gods and Buddhas to protect my son. I can feel more at ease."
"Mother." Feng Wu knelt beside Yohime and held Yohime's hand.
She was not very good at comforting others. At that moment, she also needed someone to comfort her. She needed someone who could convince her to say that Yang Jian would not be in any danger.
However, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law could only look at each other speechlessly. The Saint's remnant spirit could not use its mystical abilities to reflect the situation in the Primordial World.
Sometimes, waiting was a torturous thing.
…
Saints had the ability to cross the universe. They controlled their Great Dao and casually roamed the sea of Dao laws. Millions of kilometers could be covered in an instant.
In the Primordial World, they did not know that the battle in Xuandu City had come to an end. The Saints were still worried about how to protect Yun Xiao and retreat temporarily.
The Jade Emperor held the Heavenly Sword in his hand. He was majestic and unstoppable. He rode the Nine Dragons Chariot and stood in the sky, causing the army of supreme experts to not dare to take half a step forward.
At that moment, a howl suddenly sounded from the sky. It was an extremely deep crack in the Chaos Sea outside the North Ocean. It extended for millions of kilometers. Two figures rushed out one after another.
It was Yun Xiao and the Ninth Ultimate Expert!
Yun Xiao was already injured. Her white robe was stained with a few petals of blood.
Heavenly Flame Daoist and Yuding Zhenren reacted the fastest. The former activated the Chaos Bell and blocked the mystical abilities that Supreme Earth and Supreme Water had sent out to stop Yun Xiao.
Perfected Yu Ding, on the other hand, turned into dozens of green lights. As he returned to Yun Xiao, he also blocked the supreme powerhouse for a moment.
Suddenly, a Sword Light cut through the sky, cutting through the clouds and smashing towards the Ninth Ultimate Expert, Xu Mo!
Xu Mo frowned slightly. His finger tapped gently at the Sword Light that was attacking him. Then, he exclaimed softly. A drop of jade-colored blood seeped out of his fingertip, and his body floated back.
The Sword Light was also dispersed by Xu Mo.
The Sword Light was formed by the Heavenly Sword. This attack was launched by the Jade Emperor on the Nine Dragons Chariot!
The Jade Emperor also staggered half a step back. Then, his eyes were filled with madness as he stared at the supreme expert who stopped above Supreme Earth and Supreme Water.
Is this the supreme expert?
"Are you the person who wants to destroy the Primordial World?"
"Jade Emperor?" Xu Mo shifted his gaze from Yun Xiao to the Jade Emperor. Then, a mocking smile appeared on his lips.
The Jade Emperor did not say anything else. He only looked at Laozi.
"Alright, Fellow Daoists, let's retreat for now." Laozi waved his sleeve, and the image of a Taiji Painting appeared around the Jade Emperor. The Saints' faces turned gloomy, but they could only remain silent.
Yun Xiao was supported by the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du. She was about to speak when Xuan Du pinched her arm.
The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning raised his hand and pressed on Xuan Du's shoulder. The Saints rode the Great Dao at the same time and appeared in the sky above the South Continent that had already floated into the Chaos Sea.
There should be a fierce battle next. It would depend on how long the Jade Emperor could buy for the living beings of the Primordial World.
At that moment, the Celestial Court.
Ninety percent of the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals who stayed behind had died in battle. The last few hundred thousand soldiers were gathered at the North Heavenly Gate.
Venus Taibai and more than ten immortal officials of the Celestial Court whose cultivation levels were not bad stood in front of the remnant army. At that moment, the old immortal's beard and hair fluttered in the wind. He looked extraordinary.
"Hao Tian," the ninth strongest expert, Xu Mo, said calmly, "Why do you have to do this?"
"Suffer? Fortunately. "
The Jade Emperor looked at the sword in his hand with a peaceful gaze. However, a wisp of flame began to burn on his forehead.
The method of burning one's essence soul could often increase one's strength in a short period of time. As for the Jade Emperor, he needed to control more of the power of the Heavenly Dao. He also needed to let the Primordial Heavenly Dao, which was about to collapse with the destruction of the Celestial Court, shine its last light.
At this moment!
Suddenly, four streams of light rushed into the Primordial World from the East Ocean. The first was a sanguine light, followed by three rays of light with different Dao runes.
They were all Saints of the Great Dao!
Four Saints of the Great Path had suddenly appeared. Could it be that Yang Jian had lost?
The Jade Emperor's eyes finally flickered a little, but before he could worry, he heard a roar coming from outside the East Ocean, followed by a long whistle!
First, a figure crashed into the border of the Primordial World. He lay in the air, and the tip of the three-pointed, double-edged spear pierced through his chest. The shattered Great Path turned into crystal powder and scattered across the sky.
Wasn't this the Saint of the Great Path who had been stalled by Kong Xuan and Ao Fangtian?
On the Saint's corpse, a figure grabbed a long spear and stepped on the Saint's chest. The black robe, the divine eye on his forehead that was not closed, and the face that the cultivators of the Primordial World were extremely familiar with!
Yang Jian!
He had finally come back!
Without saying a word, Yang Jian was about to rush straight to the north. But at that moment, the Sovereign standing on the nine dragons chariot turned his head and glanced at him.
With just a glance, Yang Jian stopped where he was, unable to move even half a step forward.
The Divine Flame on Sovereign's forehead was filled with joy.
The middle-aged man, whom Yang Jian had hated, resented, and let go of, moved his lips a few times, and then turned into a self-deprecating smile.
Yang Jian could not hear him, but he understood what he was saying.
"Don't ruin my chance to show off."
His primordial spirit had already been ignited, so how was he going to extinguish the Fire of Creation?
He was a step too late, just a step too late!
If only he had come back a little earlier!
A supreme expert!
"Xu Mo! Fight with me! "
Throwing his head back and roaring, Yang Jian raised his spear and was about to rush up and fight with Xu Mo. But a figure appeared behind Yang Jian and stopped Yang Jian in time.
It was Yuding …
"Let's go!"
"Master …"
"Yunxiao is seriously injured. If we fight again today, he will definitely lose."
"Master!" Yang Jian's eyes turned red. He wanted to say something, but it only turned into two weak coughs. Yuding shook his head slowly and forcibly dragged him to the south.
"Hahahaha!"
On the shore of the North Sea, the Sovereign suddenly laughed.
"I am the Celestial Emperor of the Highest Cloud. I will manage the world and protect the Three Realms."
"I am the supreme expert of the Three Realms. I will clean up the filth and sweep the universe."
"I am the Jade Emperor! I will protect the Way of Heaven and kill the evil! "
Before his voice died away, the flame between his eyebrows grew three inches high. The Jade Emperor's aura soared. Streams of power of the Way of Heaven turned into flowing lights and gathered into his body!
The next moment, the Jade Emperor held the Three-Foot Heavenly Sword, stepped through the air, and pounced on the ninth strongest expert, Xu Mo.
"I, Haotian, will not let you down."
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