This was crazy.
Everyone's hearts twitched. The previous Battles of the Crimson River had always been battles between people at the pinnacle below the Saint Plane, and they had all been the most monstrous of geniuses. It was not surprising that a Divine Catastrophe would appear.
Almost every time, there would be someone who had become a Saint.
But now, in this Battle of the Crimson River, four cultivators had broken through to the Saint Plane. This was simply unheard of.
This was too crazy!
Especially Yu Sheng. After seeing Xing Qiu attract the Divine Catastrophe, he had stepped into the sky and roared. He had broken through the barriers of the Great Path and broken through the bottleneck of the Saint Plane. What a strong heart! He wanted to become a Saint, and the Great Path could not stop him.
So he had broken through as well.
In the sky, thunder rolled in all four directions as the Great Path fell.
The sky above the Crimson River was still burning red, and it merged with the terrible catastrophe of the Great Path. It was like the end of the world, and it struck everyone's hearts hard.
They did not fight. Instead, they each faced the catastrophe of the Great Path.
They had entered the Regional Palace to become stronger. Now that the Divine Path was before them, they had to break through first.
Qin Zhuang and Huang Jiuge looked up at Yu Sheng, who was in the sky. Qin Zhuang's eyes were filled with emotion. When Ye Futian and the others had entered Tombkeeper Village, they had only been Sages and Nobles. Now, he had seen them step into the Divine Path.
Especially today, on the battlefield, Ye Wuchen and Yu Sheng had broken through the shackles of the Divine Path in different ways. This had been a great blow to him.
Ye Wuchen's heart of the sword was clear, and he pressed forward. Yu Sheng was overbearing, and the Great Path could not stop him. His state of mind was not strong enough, but when he had tried to break through the Divine Path, it had been enough.
He had cultivated for many years, and now he had reached the Saint Plane, but he had not been able to break through.
Perhaps what he lacked was that passionate passion. He lacked the sharpness of his sword, the sharpness of his sword, and the sharpness of his sword.
At that moment, Ye Wuchen had withstood the catastrophe of the Great Path many times. His body was as straight as a sword, and his sharpness had been tempered.
However, Xing Qiu and Yu Sheng's catastrophe was even stronger. They seemed to be double catastrophe of the Great Path. Their bodies would also become Saints.
The Great Shaman stood behind Xia Qingyuan on the banks of the Crimson River. His eyes shone brightly under his cloak. He said in a low voice, "He was born with the Way hidden."
Xia Qingyuan turned around and looked at the Great Shaman. The Great Shaman said to Xia Qingyuan telepathically, "Princess, I'm afraid this person's background is not simple."
Some people were born with talent. They were destined to achieve the Dao from birth.
Yu Sheng was obviously this kind of person.
She knew that Ye Futian's background was not simple. Since Yu Sheng had grown up with Ye Futian and had displayed astonishing power, it was normal that his background was not simple.
"Father knows about this. Don't tell anyone else." Xia Qingyuan transmitted her voice to the Great Shaman. While it was possible that some supreme figures would be able to see through it, there was no need to deliberately spread it and attract attention.
"Yes," the High Priest replied.
Boom!
The Crimson River churned, and the sound of the catastrophe of the Great Path rolled out from the battlefield, shaking everyone's hearts.
What was even more frightening was that while the four of them were going through the catastrophe of the Great Path, aside from the injured Ye Wuchen, who was struggling a little, the others did not seem to be hindered too much.
Yu Sheng and Xing Qiu welcomed the catastrophe of the Great Path of their own accord, allowing it to temper their bodies without moving.
These were the top figures. Even if there were others who had reached the Saint Plane before them, once they did, they would be the strongest of the Saints.
The catastrophe of the Great Path continued, and Ye Wuchen was the first to pass it. He sat cross-legged on the battle platform by the Crimson River, sword will tempering his body. At that moment, Ye Wuchen could sense that swords were everywhere in the world.
The Great Path followed heaven, earth, and nature.
Brilliant sword will flowed around him, and an arm slowly grew out of his left shoulder. The arm was surrounded by sword will, and it turned into a normal hand.
Ye Wuchen opened his eyes, and a sharp sword will flashed through them. He looked down at his arm. There was no joy or sorrow in his eyes.
"Chenyu must be happy to see this," he murmured. But when he thought of his wife, Liu Chenyu, a warm smile appeared on his face.
He turned to look at the shore of the Crimson River, and his eyes fell on Ye Futian.
Ye Futian happened to be looking at him as well, and there was a brilliant smile on his handsome face.
For more than 20 years, Ye Wuchen's arm had been broken for them. Now that he saw Ye Wuchen enter the Saint Plane and regrow his arm, how could he not be happy?
Compared to him and Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen's path had been even more difficult.
Now he had finally transformed and entered the Saint Plane.
Saints shed their mortal bodies and transcended the mortal world. No matter how ordinary his talent had been before, after today, he had been reborn.
This was the first real hurdle that had stopped countless cultivators. Many cultivators had been stopped by the Saint Plane on the great path.
Fortunately, the three of them who had come from the Hundred Lands had all crossed it.
After that, Kong Xuan also passed the catastrophe of the Great Path. Divine light of nine colors shone brilliantly.
Her skin had never been blemished, and now it looked even more divine. She was like a real goddess, extremely beautiful.
Kong Xuan was the daughter of the Demon Peacock Emperor, and she could be called a witch who had entered the Saint Plane. She had both a witch and a divine temperament, and her beauty was breathtaking.
After she opened her eyes, she looked at Yu Sheng and Xing Qiu.
Her battle was over, but Yu Sheng and Xing Qiu had not. They had crossed the catastrophe of the Great Path one after the other, so they were not fighting at the moment.
However, after the catastrophe of the Great Path, this battle would continue.
"Their catastrophes seem to be stronger," many people exclaimed. Yu Sheng's demonic might billowed. In addition to the crimson flames in the sky, there was also a terrible dark vortex that sent down the terrible catastrophe of the Demonic Path. It was extremely violent, and every time it crashed down, it made people's scalps go numb. It was as if their souls were about to be destroyed by the catastrophe of the Demonic Path.
But Yu Sheng did not move. He stood there like a demon god.
After a long time, the clouds of catastrophe above the two of them gradually dissipated. Only the crimson sky was still releasing a scorching heat that enveloped the battlefield by the Crimson River.
At that moment, Xing Qiu opened his eyes. The Great Path of heaven and earth resonated, and countless brilliant patterns of the Great Path lit up in the sky. A towering god of war stood proudly, growing taller and taller. A monstrous fighting will swept through the battlefield. It was as if the god of war had awakened.
After becoming a Saint, Xing Qiu was like a god of war. His fighting will seemed to crush the sky.
Ye Wuchen stood on the other side of the battlefield. He could feel the surging fighting will, but he did not move. He just stood there quietly.
He had become a Saint first, so he could have attacked Xing Qiu, but he had not done so.
He knew very well that Yu Sheng had become a Saint, and he would only become stronger. His transformation would be even greater than Xing Qiu's.
Yu Sheng would take care of Xing Qiu himself. There was no need for him to interfere. This was a battle between the two of them, a battle at the pinnacle of the battlefield by the Crimson River.
After this battle, Yu Sheng would enter the Regional Palace as the center of attention. No one would question him.
Whether it was a Sage or a Saint, he was the strongest.
At that moment, Yu Sheng sensed the power in his body, and a terrible illusion appeared in his mind. His cultivation method was evolving and transforming as his cultivation increased.
Demonic might rolled out from his body, covering the sky.
The moment he opened his eyes, the demonic will on the battlefield by the Crimson River seemed to tremble. He looked at Xing Qiu. It was a pair of true demonic eyes, and with just a glance, Xing Qiu felt as if he were among thousands of demons.
Behind Yu Sheng, a towering figure of a demon appeared. It rose into the sky and soared into the clouds.
Above the sky, rolling demonic might gathered, and the world seemed to be filled with demonic sounds. Demonic statues appeared in all directions.
What Xing Qiu saw was not an illusion, but reality.
At that moment, standing on the battlefield, he felt as if he were among thousands of demons.
Each of those demonic statues seemed to be a demonic figure, like the god of war that he had summoned.
And these demonic statues had all been summoned by Yu Sheng, and they obeyed his orders.
Yu Sheng stood above the sky, with an unparalleled demon king behind him. He was like the lord of all demons, and all the demonic path in the world had to obey his orders.
Xing Qiu frowned. He actually felt an extremely tyrannical pressure.
Even though he was a true god of war, he would still feel the pressure when surrounded by so many demon gods.
He stepped into the sky, and suddenly, the halos of the Great Path shone brilliantly. He stretched out his hand and slapped out. Suddenly, the halos all shot out palm prints of the Great Path towards Yu Sheng's body.
Yu Sheng stretched out his hand and slapped out towards the sky. There seemed to be demonic sounds swirling about, and it was frightening. The demonic statue behind him stretched out its hand and pressed down.
All the demonic statues around him stretched out their hands at the same time and slapped out.
At that moment, the sky darkened, and the black demonic palm prints shot out. Each palm print was huge, and they slammed towards Xing Qiu.
There was a shocking sound of collisions on the battlefield by the Crimson River. Each collision made everyone's hearts beat wildly.
Then, as everyone watched, Xing Qiu's palm prints were completely drowned out, and then the god of war was suppressed.
In the end, the terrible palm prints smashed Xing Qiu's body down from the sky, and he crashed into the battlefield by the Crimson River.
The palm prints exploded, and Xing Qiu's body lay there. There was a huge five-fingered palm print on the ground.
He had been smashed from the sky all the way to the ground.
Even though he had become a Saint and become a god of war, in the blink of an eye, he had been suppressed by iron blood.
So what if he was a god of war? He would still fall.
There was only one person who could stand above the battlefield by the Crimson River.
"It's over," countless people thought to themselves.
They looked at Yu Sheng, who was floating above the battlefield by the Crimson River. They felt like they were in a dream. The Battle of the Crimson River was like a dream. It was too shocking.
Now, Yu Sheng, who had shaken off the demon dragon in the Battle of the Sleeping Dragon, had suppressed all the heroes, and had come to the end with an invincible attitude.
Ye Wuchen and Huang Jiuge obviously would not fight anymore. There was no need to fight anymore.
Yu Sheng of Qianye City would enter the most powerful holy land of cultivation in the Crimson Dragon Realm, the Regional Palace!
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