Chapter 682: Saint Falls, Heaven and Earth Mourn Together

"Damn it!"

Over twenty old monsters suddenly attacked, their overwhelming pressure like a pillar supporting the heavens, impossible to shake even in the slightest.

If not for Ye Fan using the Golden Light of Earth-Crossing to escape in time, he likely would have been severely injured or even perished in an instant.

He could take on three old monsters, but twenty-plus was basically impossible.

Among them were not only Saints, but also Saint Kings, and even existences approaching the Great Saint realm.

In the era of Jiang Taixu, besides Jiang Taixu himself, there naturally existed other monsters of similar caliber who had lived until now; since Jiang Taixu was about to break through to the Great Saint realm, the others, even if inferior, were not far behind.

There were even plenty of old monsters at the Saint King Ninth Layer!

One of the old monsters manifested his Dharma Aspect, occupying half the sky; his momentum was majestic, his killing intent like a blade—this was an existence at the Saint King Sixth Layer.

At the Saint King realm, the gap between even a small sub-realm is earth-shattering; this single old monster could completely crush the three old monsters from just before.

"Sacred Body, submit to this seat, serve as a slave for three thousand years, and I shall spare your life," the Sixth Layer old monster said coldly; behind him, one could see great stars rotating, appearing and vanishing.

"Old thing, since you look so ugly, don't have such beautiful thoughts," Ye Fan retorted loudly, not giving him any face at all.

"Presumptuous!"

The Sixth Layer old monster raised his hand to suppress him, Law and Taoism scripts merging to form a giant palm in the shape of a flame that covered the sky; seen from afar, it was like a comet crashing down, destroying all things.

"Too strong, if I burn the source of the Sacred Body..."

To be honest, Ye Fan still wanted to challenge this Saint King Sixth Layer old monster at this moment.

But suddenly, the world abruptly lost most of its color, leaving only black and white!

Whoosh!

A majestic and domineering figure blocked the front of Ye Fan; he was barefoot, and one could see ten fingernails like sharp blades, while the dragon head on his shoulder was even more lifelike.

Tian had finally made his move; he had come here to fight, and now was the time to strike.

Heilong opened one hand, and the Color Realm Divine Power fully expanded; the black Color Realm Barrier rebounded, shattering the Saint King's attack with a single blow!

"Awesome, Brother Heilong!" Ye Fan gave a thumbs up.

Heilong's expression was indifferent, as if he had done something insignificant.

As the ceiling of a plane, he possessed at least this much strength.

Moreover, having lived for one hundred thousand years, all his divine power had reached its peak.

And upon arriving at Ye Fan's plane, the shackles of the flesh in the dark were broken; his strength improved imperceptibly, and the bottleneck of one hundred thousand years loosened, requiring only a single thought to reach a brand-new realm.

"Dragon Clan?" The Saint King Sixth Layer old monster's face revealed shock.

The Dragon Clan had long since vanished, and most of the current dragons were flood dragons, yet what radiated from Heilong was pure dragon might.

The appearance of Heilong also attracted the attention of other Sects, the shock on each of their faces no less than that on the old monster's.

"Who exactly are you?" the old monster demanded.

"Too much nonsense!"

"Myriad Manifestation World Divine Power · Thunder!"

Heilong held one hand to the sky, and one could see the firmament covered by dark clouds, ten thousand bolts of thunder surging, as thick lightning snakes bombarded the Elder old monster together.

"Petty tricks!"

"True Essence Great Handprint!"

The old monster drew Taoism scripts with both hands, and in the Void, a giant hand condensed from Law appeared once again.

Heilong used the power of thunder to transform into a divine spear that was unstoppable.

Boom!

The power of thunder pierced through the True Essence Great Hand, and the remaining force even shattered the old monster's hands, causing him to let out a shrill scream as his flesh became a bloody mess.

The two dragon heads on Heilong's shoulders expanded continuously, piercing the Void, and bit the old monster in half in one go; with the dragon mouths' fangs opening and closing, the old monster was bitten into two pieces in full view of everyone.

"Ah!"

The scream resounded through the sky; such a bloody scene made many cultivators look away, not expecting this mysterious Dragon Clan member to be so ferocious.

However, although he had been bitten into two pieces, this Saint King old monster did not die; with this level of Drop of Blood Rebirth, as long as the Primordial Spirit was not destroyed, he could be reborn.

"How dare you destroy this seat's flesh! My Sect will definitely hunt you down, you monster, and extract your soul to refine it in divine fire for ten thousand years!" the old monster roared.

"Noisy!"

Heilong was indifferent, not caring about the threat at all. A Blood Spear appeared in his hand, and the Blood Spear turned into a streak of light, piercing the old monster's Primordial Spirit and devouring it completely.

This Blood Spear was Heilong's weapon, and could also be called the number one divine weapon of the entire plane; it was sealed with the souls of ninety-nine Demon Generals under Chiyou, making it the nemesis of all demons.

Ah!

Following another scream, this Saint King old monster perished.

"Brother Heilong, well done." Ye Fan was overjoyed, not expecting him to be so effective.

Heilong did not speak; in truth, this maneuver he had just performed was not easy, and he could at most take on two of this level; any more would be impossible.

He compared his own strength to be roughly at the Saint King realm of Ye Fan's plane; in fact, he was not much stronger than the Sixth Layer old monster from before, he had just caught him off guard.

Furthermore, his Dragon Clan identity was indeed intimidating, and the Blood Spear was targeted at the Primordial Spirit, which was why it gave people the impression of an instant kill.

Of course, there was one most important point: martial arts and combat experience—how could this old monster compare to him?

"Ding, Private Task triggered: slay the enemy opponents currently besieging Jiang Taixu to receive varying amounts of points."

"Ding, killed one Saint King, received five thousand."

Heilong, Ye Fan, Han Li, Xu Que, Yuwen Tuo, Ye Wen, and Zero all heard the Chat Group's voice.

It even included Xuanzang, Wang Wu, as well as Houtu, Qing'er, and the Demon Venerable who were watching from the sidelines!

If not for her consideration for Sanqing, Wang Wu would have wanted to enter the fray to harvest heads herself.

"That's not right, I killed two Saints earlier, why didn't I get points?" Ye Fan asked.

"The task was just updated," the Chat Group's voice replied.

"..." Ye Fan.

After this mission was activated, the group members who had been hiding until now laid their cards on the table; they stopped pretending.

Yuwen Tuo, Ye Wen, Zero, and Xu Que appeared together from all directions.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. The twenty-some old monsters were startled by the sudden appearance of these people, and seeing the eerie glint in their eyes, they looked quite sinister.

"Sword, come!"

A wicked smile curled the corners of Yuwen Tuo's mouth beneath his Golden Mask, and the Xuanyuan Sword appeared out of thin air.

When the Xuanyuan Sword appeared, the swords of the Sword Cultivators present trembled one after another, as if paying homage to the Supreme among swords.

Yuwen Tuo brandished the Xuanyuan Sword and shouted:

"Heaven Slashing Draw Sword Technique!"

A brilliant streak of Golden Sword Qi swept across the Void, as if slicing the entire firmament in two.

The two Saints who bore the brunt were hit; one was killed instantly, and the other was heavily wounded.

The Heaven Slashing Draw Sword Technique was too fast—so fast that all they saw was a flash of light before their lives had already vanished.

Having been in the Chat Group for so long, Yuwen Tuo's strength had naturally improved significantly, becoming several times stronger than in his original trajectory.

Coupled with the Xuanyuan Sword, he was like a War God returned from antiquity.

"Six six six." Ye Fan was pleasantly surprised once again.

These teammates were truly capable; they were reliable!

"Ding, killed one Saint, obtained 3,000 points." The voice of the Chat Group echoed in Yuwen Tuo's mind.

"Again!"

Yuwen Tuo was delighted; if he killed a few more Saints, wouldn't his points exceed ten thousand?

Afterward, he threw himself back into the battle.

"Damn it, Diliu Han, you stole my kill; you have no martial virtue."

On the other side, the Spirit Severing Great Ability Xu Que had heavily wounded a Saint Ninth Heaven with the Buddha Fury Fire Lotus.

However, because he was fighting three at once, he hadn't dealt with it immediately.

But Han Li, who had long been lurking behind the crowd, snuck up and used the Immortal Longevity Technique's Throat Crushing Hand to snap the old monster's neck directly, and then sprinkled some Pill powder capable of extinguishing the Primordial Spirit. These were special supplies from the Chat Group, and their effects were extremely potent.

With ordinary Pills, it would naturally be very difficult to obliterate a Saint's Primordial Spirit, but products from the Chat Group were just different.

Han Li's expression was calm as he said, "Fellow Daoist Xu Que, don't be so distant. I am just helping you share the pressure. You focus on fighting, and I, Han, will handle the aftermath for you."

"..., don't go too far, Diliu Han," Xu Que shouted.

"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Xu, you are so dashing and peerless in courage, how could I, Han, take advantage of you? Don't worry," Han Li assured him.

"Ah, this!"

Xu Que scratched his head. The saying goes that one does not strike a smiling face; Diliu Han praising him like this made him feel a bit embarrassed.

Being praised like this, if he were to haggle over the kill points, it would make him seem small-minded.

But the points were really important; this was tricky!

"Forget it, I'll treat it as a favor, hehe. But being praised really feels good. Diliu Han, praise me a few more times, and let's work together," Xu Que said.

"..." Diliu Han.

"Dao Ancestor above, these words were not sincere, they were against my heart. Bless me, Han, with great luck and prosperity, and let me pick up more kills today."

Han Li thought to himself that he also wanted to have a hearty, unrestrained battle, but his strength didn't allow it.

With his Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, self-preservation was no problem.

But to kill enemies in a one-on-one fight, the difficulty was too high.

He was originally plain and unremarkable, only good at sneak attacks and schemes, rarely engaging in head-on combat.

Ye Wen and Zero, master and disciple, joined forces to surround ten old monsters!

Ye Wen tore through the Void at light speed, his punch heavy and powerful, descending like a Mount Tai Press.

In the eyes of these Saints, Ye Wen's fist was the firmament itself, filled with unstoppable momentum and might.

Boom!

Puchi!

The old monsters vomited blood one after another; their Viscera were crushed by the immense air pressure, and their auras withered.

What kind of monsters were these? Their auras were mysterious and unique; they were not proper cultivators at all.

Zero enlarged his body dozens of times and then used the Palagi Shield to release a Laser beam.

This was not a beam released on Earth; released in the universe, it was enough to sweep across an entire planet.

Moreover, the Palagi Shield was a weapon of the mysterious Noah, and its power was unfathomable.

The current Zero was no longer the young man who had just joined the group; his strength was climbing steadily.

Quite a few old monsters used divine abilities similar to the Law of Heaven and Earth, but they still couldn't withstand Zero's Wing Chun Light Speed Fist and were beaten to a pulp.

"Zero, you have great talent. You already have three-tenths of the essence of my fist," Ye Wen said with gratification.

"Hehe, it's all thanks to Master's teaching!"

"They want to catch up to me? They're still 20,000 years too early."

Zero raised his index and middle fingers, striking a signature pose.

Inside the Five Elements Reincarnation Array, the black dog and Duan De were stunned.

"I'll be damned, are Little Ye's helpers this top-tier? Woof woof!" the Black Emperor said.

"Ahem, basic operation," Duan De said, feigning calmness.

"Since they're so powerful, why don't we pull off a big job?" A sharp glint appeared in the Black Emperor's eyes, as if he were brewing some bad idea.

"I, the Daoist, would like to as well, but Ye Fan definitely won't agree," Duan De said.

He knew that the most important thing right now was to protect Jiang Taixu; everything else was empty.

In the firmament, those various Sects, great religions, and Sacred Lands that had not yet made a move were all left dumbfounded.

This situation was something they had not expected; they had originally thought the Sacred Body had no power or background and could not protect Jiang Taixu at all, but looking at it now, they were still too naive.

These mysterious powerhouses who appeared were each unfathomable in strength; even pulling out a single one would be an existence that could rival a Saint, and there was that mysterious powerhouse who looked like a member of the Dragon Clan, who had actually killed a sixth-heaven Saint King of a certain Sacred Land in seconds.

Absurd!

Now that it is approaching the Dharma-Ending Era, cultivation is becoming increasingly difficult, and the highest-level powerhouses that can appear are Saints; if it were not for Jiang Taixu, beings like Saint Kings would not appear at all.

In a short amount of time, more than a dozen Saints, including Saint Kings, bled and fell!

These were all heaven-defying prodigies, and their collective fall caused visions of heaven and earth.

The firmament began to rain blood, sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling came from all directions, fissures appeared in the ground, and blood overflowed from those cracks; heaven and earth grieved together at this moment.

"I must be dreaming!"

"So many powerhouses have fallen!"

"A situation unseen in a thousand years!"

"Unbelievable, the Sacred Body is indeed cursed; as long as he appears, he is bound to bring about a storm of blood!"

The cultivators spoke one after another, their faces filled with panic, feeling as if the end of the world had arrived.

Do not be fooled by Ye Fan and the others killing Saints like chopping vegetables; in the past, Saints were the top-tier existences in the world.

The nominal Sect Master of a Sacred Land Sect might not even be at the Saint realm, yet here they were being beaten to death by a group of mysterious people.

"If this group of people were to unite, they would be enough to sweep across a Sacred Land," someone said.

"Indeed, they are too strong! Unless it is a top-tier great religion, there is simply no way to stop them," another person shook their head.

In the Ji Family camp, the siblings Ji Ziyue and Ji Haoyue stared fixedly at Yuwen Tuo; they actually felt a bloodline resonance from this person.

"Brother, did you feel it too?" Ji Ziyue said.

"Mm, it is very strange."

Ji Haoyue's face was somber, and he even felt an urge to prostrate himself, along with an indescribable sadness.

They did not know that all of this was caused by the Void Great Emperor bloodline within their bodies.

Although the Void Great Emperor had fallen, his Flesh had gained spiritual intelligence on Earth and condensed into a new Primordial Spirit, which was Xuanyuan Huangdi, also an existence one step away from being a Great Emperor.

Because of Xuanyuan on Earth, there was an additional Xuanyuan lineage, which also carried the Ji surname?

Yuwen Tuo himself was also of the Xuanyuan bloodline, and he was the master of the Xuanyuan Sword, which was why their bloodlines resonated.

However, this was not the Xuanyuan Huangdi from the same space-time, which was why Ji Ziyue and Ji Haoyue felt something indescribable; it was clearly very familiar, yet also very strange.

Yuwen Tuo did not know this either; he had not expected to find relatives here, and besides, this was not the time to think about such things.

Accompanied by the fall of many Saints, heaven and earth wept blood, and an ominous aura shrouded the firmament!

A terrifying pressure descended, and a majestic figure approached from above the galaxy; the mere vision overflowing from them shrouded the entire star, and at this moment, the entire galaxy trembled.

"A Half-Saint!" Duan De exclaimed.

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