Chapter 343: Chaos Seal Suppresses the Myriad Ages, Heavenly Venerable Spills Blood and Severs the Immortal Path (2/7, seeking subscr

"I, Yungen, have cultivated for so many years and have never been so aggrieved. Today, this Venerable will surely cut you down here."

"Is that so?"

"A loser still dares to spout such wild words — truly unimaginable."

Saying so, he struck out again with the ruler.

And this time, Carefree Heavenly Venerable was clearly faster. Having reclaimed his former Imperial Dao Laws, he had returned to his peak, naturally incomparable to before — stronger by at least a hundredfold.

The Emperor Dao Laws revived, suppressing all Daos. Even that Immortal Tears Green Wave Bottle whose divine spirit had been shattered by Zhang Taixuan was summoned back, infused once more with Imperial Dao Laws, and revived.

However, the cracks upon it had not vanished — glaringly conspicuous.

"Audacious!"

Carefree Heavenly Venerable's fury surged, yet his face grew ever calmer. One divine ability after another was unleashed from his hands, meeting Zhang Taixuan's Star Measure Heaven Ruler.

However, wary of the Chaos Seal, he struck and withdrew at once, not daring to clash head-on with Zhang Taixuan at all.

Undying Mountain.

"Yungen at full sublimation is actually still at a disadvantage?"

"This is too inconceivable. Right now, he's only a hair's breadth away from the Flawless Great Emperor — what reason could give a Saint King the strength to rival a Great Emperor?"

The other forbidden lands were likewise so, simultaneously emitting voices of disbelief.

After several breaths, streams of divine sense wove together throughout the cosmos.

"Fellow daoists, should we make a move?"

"Make a move?"

"If his full sublimation has not reached complete success, when the time comes, the one ground down to death will be us."

"The Immortal Path still has so long to go — I don't wish to squander my hard-won longevity substance. If fellow daoists wish to act, please go ahead; this seat absolutely will not fight you for this fine opportunity."

"Hehe, judging by bone age, this Saint King is extremely young. But who knows if it's some old fogey who invented some astonishing secret art and then re-cultivated? If we fought to the end only to discover it was an old friend, that would be a laugh!"

"Wouldn't that be drawing water with a bamboo basket — all for nothing?"

"At that point, even if we devoured every living being in the entire cosmos, I'm afraid it still wouldn't be enough for so many of us, would it?"

At the mention of this, everyone's divine sense immediately withdrew.

Speaking of secret arts — anyone who could prove the Dao and become an Emperor wouldn't have a few secret arts of their own?

If Zhang Taixuan truly were an old-timer re-cultivating, and they all attacked together, even if they won, what would they gain?

The origin of a single Saint King?