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The Sin Saint in Hell woke up. Seeing Ye Qinghan lying on the Frost Chariot, he was stunned. He was very familiar with this person. After being suppressed for so many years, Ye Qinghan was the only one who came to see him. Moreover, Ye Qinghan was his descendant. Although his bloodline was not pure, he was still his ancestor.
"It's him … His physical body is dead, but his soul has been sealed as a saint. What kind of saint technique did he cultivate?" The Sin Saint's soul could cover Ye Qinghan, but he couldn't leave the Hell Tower, let alone help. When he heard that Ye Qinghan wanted to release him, he was pleasantly surprised.
After being suppressed here for so many years, a saint's temperament should have become irritable. He wanted to leave long ago, but all his efforts over the years were in vain.
Ye Qinghan's words made the eight lords not dare to make a sound. However, Ye Qinghan wanted to force them to make a move. Even if he wanted to take revenge today, he had to have a good reason.
"If you don't want to talk, then scram. Don't delay our work." Charity Saint stepped forward and said coldly.
At this time, even ghosts would have thought that a saint could be so cowardly. Other than Zhen Yun, who was lying on the ground, the other lords didn't make a sound. They didn't respond to Ye Qinghan, but they didn't leave either.
However, Ye Qinghan couldn't take it anymore. He gathered his immortal sword to steal people's souls. Seven-colored lightning tore through space and time. The figure formed by holy power put his palms together and controlled the immortal sword. The tip of the sword was already aimed at Cloud Dragon Saint.
Cloud Dragon Saint's hair stood on end. He didn't even say a word and immediately fled. He changed the order and escaped from Hell.
Ye Qinghan's spiritual power exploded and changed the order of Hell. The immortal sword broke through the void and chased after him. The energy swept through Hell and changed the Dao of Reincarnation.
Roar!
Whoosh —
Immortal techniques spread and rushed into the 18th district of Hell. The Lord of Hell standing in the distance was terrified. If he knew that the nine lords didn't dare to fight, he wouldn't have notified them.
Boom!
In just the blink of an eye, the immortal sword had charged out from Hell to enter Eternal World. In just the blink of an eye, it had arrived behind Clouddragon Sage.
The Cloud Dragon Sage screamed in fear and soared into the sky, constantly changing directions. In order to escape, he was practically crawling on the ground, heading deep into the forest.
The immortal sword flattened the mountains and rivers, shattering everything. A deep chasm appeared in the great world. It was ten thousand li deep and extended for millions of li. In the end, the immortal sword qi disappeared, turning into powder that scattered in all directions.
The other seven Manor Heads looked at Ye Qinghan, then looked at the fallen Saint Zhen Yun. Without any hesitation, they fled with him.
Ye Qinghan did not make a move against the other Manor Heads because he was afraid that the Holy Master would act out of desperation and allow the eight Manor Heads to leave.
When the Lord of Hell looked at Ye Qinghan again, he felt a chill run down his spine.
Ye Qinghan's consciousness swept past the Lord of Hell. That terrifying consciousness was like the descent of a great saint, looking down at him as if he was looking at an ant.
"Greetings, Saint Ye …" The Lord of Hell pretended to be calm and bowed.
Ye Qinghan and the Lord of Hell had been enemies for a long time. In the future Holy War, they would definitely be on opposite sides. At this moment, he would not give the Lord of Hell any face, so he directly condensed a word and sent it to the Lord of Hell.
"Scram!"
The word 'immortal' was filled with murderous intent, and immortal spells surged like a mighty river.
The Lord of Hell's expression changed. Since he became a saint, even a great saint would not be so rude. This was the first time he was scolded like this, but he did not dare to refute.
Humph …
The Lord of Hell snorted and clenched his fists. He stared at Ye Qinghan for a while, then turned and left.
Ye Qinghan did not look at the Lord of Hell again. Instead, he was resting and gathering his spiritual energy, preparing to break through the Hell Pagoda and release the Sin Saint.
The Sin Saint looked at Ye Qinghan from inside the pagoda, his eyes filled with shock. Back then, Ye Qinghan was only a Realm Lord. How long had it been since then? Now, his physical body was dead and his soul had become a saint. This was a miracle.
"It really is him. I didn't see wrong. His bloodline and appearance have not changed." Saint Sin was powerful, and looking at Ye Qinghan, it was easy to tell that he wasn't much stronger than Ye Qinghan. Saint Sin himself had been a hero of his time, a man who looked down on his peers with disdain. He had even believed that he would surpass the Great Sage level. Unfortunately, he had been suppressed by the Sacred Lord.
"Am I old, or have the times changed? Although the Cloud Dragon Saint was not the strongest saint, he was not weak either. But when faced with the Sin Saint, he did not even have the courage to resist … Zhen Yun Saint was suppressed with a single palm, and his fate is unknown. Can he kill a saint? Does he cultivate an immortal spell? "
The Sin Saint murmured. He felt that he had lost touch with the times.
Three days and three nights passed in the blink of an eye. Ye Qinghan finally awoke from his meditative state. His divine sense covered the Hell Pagoda, covering the entire surface of the pagoda. The Great Sage forbidden magic was surrounded by immortal light.
Ye Qinghan had been studying the Great Sage forbidden magic, and had found an opening. His divine sense retreated, and his psychic power surged. His soul circulated to its peak, and he formed a human figure that stood proudly in the air. With a wave of his hand, he shattered the void, then formed an immortal sword that pierced through the void like a meteor, shooting toward the Hell Pagoda.
ROAR!
ROAR!
BOOM!
The sword was powerful enough to shatter mountains and shatter the earth. It could even kill saints. When it slammed into the Hell Pagoda, even Hell itself trembled. The Hell Pagoda's defenses were activated, and the two beams of light slammed into each other. Surprisingly, the Great Sage forbidden magic did not shatter, but it was on the verge of collapse.
ROAR!
Ye Qinghan's condensed silhouette grabbed at the Hell Pagoda and actually crushed it.
BOOM!
BANG!
The Hell Pagoda shattered, and the Great Sage forbidden magic dissipated. The earth quaked, and Hell trembled. The gods and ghosts of Hell knelt in awe.
"AAAAAIIIIEEE!"
Saint Sin shot up into the air, the chains binding his limbs taut. But without the suppression of the Hell Pagoda, the chains shattered.
"I'm finally free! Xia Zhaoyang, you old bastard! "
Saint Sin roared, and his sagelight roared, shattering the shackles on his legs. His sagelight was sharp, and he didn't look very old. At most, he looked to be in his forties or fifties. And yet, his aura was comparable to that of a Great Sage.
Back in the day, Saint Sin had been like the sun in the midday sky, and was definitely stronger than a Great Sage. Despite being suppressed for countless years, his cultivation base had remained the same. In fact, he had even made some progress. Now, he was even stronger than before, although there was still some distance between him and the Great Sage level.
Saint Charity was shocked, and quickly pushed the war chariot backward. Saint Sin had been widely acknowledged as the most powerful Great Sage back in the day. He was arrogant and unruly, and refused to admit defeat to anyone. Saint Charity wasn't sure if Ye Qinghan had made the right decision in releasing him.
Saint Sin looked down at Ye Qinghan, his face expressionless, causing Saint Charity's hair to stand on end.
"Saint Charity, the proudest goddess in the Holy Land of Ouxi …." Saint Sin said coolly, a profound smile on his face. "I never would have guessed that you'd be pushing a wheelchair for him. Have you become his follower?"
"This has nothing to do with you, Madman," Saint Charity said coldly. "If Ye Qinghan has decided to release you, I won't stop him. But if you dare to bite the hand that feeds you, I'll make sure you stay alive even if I have to die."
Feng Bufan was Saint Sin's real name. Back in the day, he was known as the Madman. Because of his wild and arrogant ways of doing things, he was no different from a madman.
Feng Bufan smiled coldly, and his aura of wild violence filled his golden body. His resentment was so strong that it was almost tangible. After being imprisoned for so long, even a Great Sage would feel resentment.
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