Ziwei Saint had not been in the Ziwei Continent for a long time, but all the young cultivators in the world of cultivation were in awe of him. Even some of the older Renhuangs were afraid of him. He was a true young supreme cultivator with terrifying combat strength.
"Ziweijiao is really promising!"
Jiang Xiaofan mocked him.
The Saint of Ziweijiao, a young supreme cultivator at the peak of the Phantom God Realm, had hidden himself after participating in the strongest trial. He had used dishonorable means to stop Ziyang Sect's Saint, Changmu Heng, from advancing to the Renhuang level. It was really despicable.
Ziwei Saint's eyes were cold, and the divine light around his body was overflowing. Powerful Renhuang pressure spread out in all directions. He looked at Jiang Xiaofan ruthlessly and said, "You talk too much. You have forced me to this point. You will pay the price in blood."
Ziwei Saint was only 22 years old. He was young and handsome, but his eyes were very cold. Two beams of divine light shot out from his eyes, like two peerless heavenly swords. They clanged and slashed toward Jiang Xiaofan's forehead. His murderous intent was terrifying.
Swoosh …
Jiang Xiaofan shook his body. He used the Phantom God Step and retreated decisively.
If it was an ordinary early stage Renhuang, he was confident that he could fight him and would never retreat. But it was different now. This was a young supreme cultivator with incredible talent. He could fight Ziweijiao and several Renhuang elders alone without being defeated when he was still in the Phantom God Realm. Now that he had stepped into the realm of Renhuang, even if he was not perfect, he was absolutely terrifying.
"Boom …"
The ground cracked, and stone fragments flew.
The demons that had surrounded Ziwei Saint not long ago were trembling. They could not help but wail and tremble.
Ziwei Saint's expression was cold. He waved his hand expressionlessly, and a dozen beams of sword light shot out.
Poof …
Poof …
Poof …
Screams rang out and then disappeared instantly.
More than a dozen demons comparable to Phantom God Realm cultivators lay dead on the ground. Their heads were pierced at the same time. Their brains mixed with blood overflowed. In an instant, the place was filled with a disgusting smell.
Jiang Xiaofan curled his lips and said, "What a stingy man."
"Too much!"
Ye Yuanxue snorted discontentedly.
Bing Xin and the others frowned. Clearly, Saint Ziwei had become a Renhuang. Even though he was still imperfect, he was still very frightening. He had only attacked twice, but it was enough to let them feel his majestic combat ability. It was far from what an ordinary Renhuang could compare with.
Saint Ziwei's expression did not change. He stepped forward with great pressure, and there seemed to be the sun, moon, and stars floating in his eyes. The aura he exuded seemed to be able to suppress all living things in the heavens. He raised his hand and directly grabbed at Jiang Xiaofan.
Jiang Xiaofan took a deep breath. The divine light around his body was dazzling, and purple lightning flickered. A powerful aura spread out in all directions like a tide. Then … then he shouted loudly, "Brothers and sisters, let's attack together and slaughter this bastard bastard!"
Pa!
When the Su Xingzi behind him heard this, he immediately staggered, nearly directly falling onto the ground.
"Brat, you really are a jinx!"
Qin Ra curled his lips, but he was not slow in his actions. He directly shot a beam of light at Saint Ziwei.
A stone sword appeared in his hand as a terrifying pressure gushed out without restraint, causing everyone to be flabbergasted. This was actually a supreme treasure of a sect, and it wasn't an ordinary supreme treasure. It was extremely powerful, comparable to Zhu Xidao's Soul-refining Pagoda.
"The old guy threw it to me."
Jiang Xiaofan nodded. The old guy that Qin Ra mentioned was obviously the Tianyun Peak Master, who was Qin Ra's master. He could see that the relationship between master and disciple was very good, like that of father and son. It was different from the master-disciple relationship of ordinary sects.
"Boom …"
Saint Ziwei was still cold. With a wave of his hand, he shattered everything.
Now that he had entered the Renhuang Plane, his Principles and Primordial Spirit were not very stable, but he had pulled the distance between him and the God Realm. As soon as he attacked, the void trembled, and streams of light sputtered in all directions, drowning the world.
"Those below the Renhuang Plane are all ants!"
Saint Ziwei said coldly. His right hand moved casually in front of him, engraving light marks. In just a breath's time, it formed a killing mark, pressing down on Jiang Xiaofan and Qin Ra at the same time.
Bing Xin and Ye Qiuyu were slightly shocked. At this time, Saint Ziwei was really terrifying. With the divine power of the Renhuang Plane, he activated Ziwei's secret divine technique and unleashed an unimaginable power. There was a boundless domineering aura that controlled the world.
"Isn't it just a Renhuang? What's so great about it?"
Ye Yuanxue curled her lips slightly. She was obviously very dissatisfied with Saint Ziwei killing dozens of demons with a raise of his hand. With a wave of her jade-like hand, the space in front of her became chaotic. A door was pulled open, swallowing all the flowing light.
Woo woo!
Xiao Budian lay on top of Ye Yuanxue's head and made a soft cry to support his master.
Saint Ziwei frowned slightly. Although he had stepped into the Renhuang Plane, he was still a little afraid of the legendary space magic. The so-called Supreme Divine Law was definitely not just for show. It had incomparably terrifying power.
"Humph!"
However, in the end, he only let out a cold snort, and his gaze became slightly icy cold. The powerful pressure instantly increased by several times, and it shook the entire sky to the point of trembling. Even more light of slaughter appeared, and it pierced through the surroundings with him as the center.
"Kill!"
Jiang Xiaofan shouted loudly. His iron fist flew across the sky, causing the void to cave in.
At the same time, the sky became dark. Dull thunder sounded in the dark clouds, and purple lightning fell from the sky. The Thunder God Technique was fully activated, and it attacked Saint Ziwei with a powerful killing force. Its power was terrifying.
Qin Ra was not idle. The stone sword cut open the space in front of him. A vast expanse of fog appeared, and the dense killing light was blocked in front of him. At the same time, his other hand formed a strange seal. The stone sword in his hand suddenly shook and instantly expanded.
Rumble …
A giant sword that was hundreds of feet tall crossed the sky, breaking the void, and pressed down with a swoosh.
Hiss …
Jiang Xiaofan sucked in a breath of cold air. Bing Xin and the others were shocked as well. Even Qin Luo himself was shocked. He never thought that the seal that the Heavenly Cloud Peak's master had passed down to him before he left could work with the stone sword to unleash such a terrifying power.
This sword was very terrifying. Ordinary Renhuangs would definitely be afraid, but Saint Ziwei's expression did not change. In the face of Jiang Xiaofan and Qin Ra's joint attack, he only reached out a big hand and grabbed slightly, shattering all the divine light and thunder on the spot.
"Too weak!" Saint Ziwei's expression was cold. His thick black hair was scattered behind him, and holy light circulated all over his body. It was like a demonic mountain pressing down. His eyes were like cold lightning, and he said coldly, "What right do you have to fight me?"
Rumble …
An even more terrifying power erupted from his body, causing Jiang Xiaofan to frown. The so-called young supreme cultivator who had stepped into the Renhuang Realm was indeed terrifying. He was much stronger than the medicine slave of the Zhu family. They were not on the same level at all.
"Humph!"
Suddenly, a cold snort sounded. The sky shook, and a Holy Palace of Snow Light fell from the sky.
Bing Xin made her move!
On the other side, divine power as soft as water spread out. Ye Qiuyu also made her move. She waved her hand gently and drew a similar path. A cross-shaped light sword condensed above Saint Ziwei's head as if it was suppressing a demon.
"Yifeng also wants to experience the power of a young Renhuang."
A very scholarly voice rang out. Chen Yifeng's figure was otherworldly, and there was a Dao rhythm that was very similar to Ye Qiuyu's. He calmly attacked, drawing a Dao pattern of light in the void. It was hazy, and it slashed toward Saint Son Ziwei like a divine sword.
"Hee hee!"
Ye Yuanxue smiled very wittily. Her beautiful black gem-like eyes blinked. She raised her slender hand at the same time and made a few strokes. She actually merged the power of the attacks of several people together, and the power of destruction exploded in an instant.
Saint Ziwei's expression changed slightly, and he immediately dodged.
Although he was originally a young supreme cultivator and had now stepped into the Renhuang Realm, he was very powerful. But at this moment, facing the joint attack of so many young supreme cultivators at the Illusion God Realm, someone as powerful as him was unwilling to take it head-on.
"Do you really think that you can stop me by joining forces?"
He stared at everyone coldly.
"Wrong …" Jiang Xiaofan opened his mouth. Like a ten-thousand-year-old fox, his iron fist shook and fiercely bombarded forward. He said, "We are not trying to stop you, but to kill you here and let the so-called Ziweijiao become dust forever."
"Kill!"
Qin Ra shouted. He attacked without mercy, directly urging the stone sword to slash down.
Bing Xin, Ye Qiuyu, Ye Yuanxue, Chen Yifeng, and the others did not stay idle. They attacked at the same time, and one after another magical secret technique after another smashed forward. Su Xingzi, who was watching from behind, was endlessly shocked. Cold sweat flowed down his back.
"You're courting death!"
Saint Son of Ziwei shouted coldly. He moved with all his might, and like a demonic god, he stepped forward. His two hands were placed together in front of his chest, and a jet-black ball of energy was formed. It caused the whole heaven and earth to shake, and the power of Dao Laws trembled greatly.
"Boom …"
Monstrous Divine Power erupted in the void. For a moment, the heavens shook and the earth shook. Astonishing power spread out into the distance like light waves. Everywhere it passed, the space distorted and then collapsed, turning into countless fragments that fell to the ground.
Jiang Xiaofan and the others were all shaken back, each of them pale.
The young supreme being who shocked Ziwei was indeed terrifying after stepping into the Renhuang Domain. He was far from what ordinary Renhuangs could compare to. The few of them joined forces, but they were still shaken considerably. The blood in their bodies was roiling, and their faces were somewhat pale.
Compared to them, Saint Ziwei was not much better. His body swayed, and his divine power trembled. Obviously, he had also suffered heavy injuries. His talent was very frightening. After stepping into the Renhuang Domain, even if he was imperfect, he was still incomparably terrifying, and his combat power was strong.
However, Jiang Xiaofan and the others were not ordinary. At least four of them were comparable to young supreme beings, and there were also three powerful treasures. With such a lineup, even a cultivator of the Seventh Heavenly Layer would have to be wary.
"You all must die!"
Saint Ziwei snorted coldly, and the murderous intent in his eyes was frightening.
Since he had revealed his true face, he had already made up his mind to bury all of them here. Otherwise, if the news of his sneak attack on Changmu Heng spread, Ziweijiao and himself would be despised by the cultivation world of Ziwei.
An extremely terrifying divine might rushed out of his body and condensed into a giant skyscraping seal. It floated above his head, and strands of divine glory fell down. There was also a faint celestial might that spread out like water ripples.
"A quasi-celestial artifact!"
Jiang Xiaofan's expression changed on the spot.
At this moment, he finally felt the danger. A quasi-celestial artifact, surpassing a treasure. With Saint Ziwei's divine power as a Renhuang, even a cultivator of the Eighth Heavenly Layer of Renhuang would have to retreat. There was no way they could block it.
"You have a good eye!"
Saint Ziwei snorted coldly. The giant skyscraping seal above his head stepped forward. Its terrifying might spread out in waves, pressing down on everyone at the same time. This was a replica of Ziweijiao's celestial artifact. It was sealed in his life source by Ziweijiao to prevent any accidents from happening to him.
Because his talent was too heaven-defying, it was rare even in the ancient times. Such a monstrous genius had a pivotal position in the future of the sect. Ziweijiao naturally had to protect him with all his might, just like Changmu Heng in the past. For him, the Purple Sun Sect did not hesitate to pay a huge price to quell the anger of the Demon Clan.
Previously, when he was chased by the four Demon Kings, the reason why he did not use this secret treasure was that it would be useless even if he used it. The other party was a transcendent existence in the Xuan Immortal Realm. Unless he had a real celestial artifact in hand, he would not be able to block them at all. If he used it by force, it would only consume a great amount of his divine power. It would not be of any use at all. It might even cause the other party to endlessly pursue him. After all, it was a quasi-celestial artifact, and it was extremely tempting to Xuan Immortal Realm cultivators.
Now that he had stepped into the Renhuang Realm and had sufficient divine power to control this quasi-celestial artifact, he was extremely confident. He believed that it would not be difficult for him to kill Jiang Xiaofan and the others.
"Lord Ziweijiao is really generous …"
Ye Qiuyu shook her head with an indifferent expression. Her body began to emit multicolored light, and in an instant, she propped up a barrier of holy light, blocking that terrifying celestial aura from afar, making it difficult for it to invade again. This made the terrifying pressure on Jiang Xiaofan's shoulders disappear without a trace.
"Buzz …"
Above her head, a dark blue divine lotus rushed up, like a holy light floating above everyone's heads. It trembled slightly and immediately annihilated everything. It was not inferior to the skyscraping seal above Saint Ziwei's head at all.
"It's that!"
Jiang Xiaofan was slightly shocked. He recognized this secret treasure. It was also a quasi-celestial artifact. Back then, the master of Fairy Peak had once used it to protect him. He did not expect that it would appear in Ye Qiuyu's hands now.
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