Chapter 79: Blade Saint Blows Snow, Wind and Rain Impend

Water Immortal Empress!

Black Emperor was shocked!

Water Immortal Empress is still alive!

Black Emperor, who witnessed all this, became unsettled.

What is this situation!

Could Water Immortal Empress have survived and joined the Eastern Region Sect?

Black Emperor now has a mind full of doubts.

It and Water Immortal Empress are very good friends.

A hundred thousand years ago, it personally witnessed her being sneakily attacked and killed by the Dustless Great Emperor.

Later it rushed forward and fought the Dustless Great Emperor.

In the end, unable to prevail, it narrowly escaped.

Finally, dragging its severe injuries, it wandered to the Eastern Region Sacred Prefecture.

That battle darkened the sky and earth, sun and moon lost their light.

It fled in disgrace, nearly having its body and spirit destroyed.

To recover from its injuries, it sealed itself within this Holy Mystery Secret Realm.

Who would have thought that after a hundred thousand years, today it could still see its old friend.

Too many doubts filled its heart.

No, it seems the Emperor must follow these juniors.

Water Immortal Empress should be a high-ranking member of their sect.

Only by following them can it see its old friend again.

Thinking of this, Black Emperor's gaze became resolute.

Though Black Emperor is usually unruly and untamed, it also has a tender side; for a friend, it would not hesitate even if it meant the annihilation of body and spirit!

Azure Cloud Sect.

Hall of Elders.

Mu Shuixian, who was resting with eyes closed, sensed it as soon as the avatar appeared.

"Holy Prefecture, Heavenly Sacred Holy Land..."

"Anyone who dares to move against my Azure Cloud Sect is seeking death!"

She spoke softly, her face like frost.

At that time, the life-saving trump card given to Hua Qingyu and the three others was her avatar scroll.

At the same time.

Heavenly Sacred Holy Land.

"Oh no, the Holy Son's life tablet has shattered!"

Exclamations spread throughout the Holy Land.

"Impossible! The Holy Son... ascended to heaven?!"

"What! Someone dares to act against the Holy Son!"

"Who? Who dares to be so bold!"

They never expected that on this tiny plot of land in Holy Prefecture, someone would dare to kill their Holy Son.

They simply didn't put the Heavenly Sacred Holy Land in their eyes!

This is provocation, naked provocation!

If they do not exterminate this wretch, how can their Holy Land stand firm in the Eastern Region, and what face would they have to bear the title of First Holy Land of the Eastern Region!

Countless powerful figures emerged, and several Holy Land strong ones came to inquire.

One after another, imposing figures emerged from seclusion.

Holy Land Hall.

"You brat, dare you!"

"How dare you kill my Holy Land's Holy Son, simply outrageous!"

Several Holy Land elders voiced their indignant condemnation.

Holy Lord Yang Zai sat in the main seat, his face grim.

The violent anger was about to become uncontainable.

After thousands of years of peace, someone dares to provoke their Holy Land again.

Good, very good!

It seems the world has already forgotten the fate of the last person who provoked the Holy Land.

The Eastern Region originally had more than just the Five Great Holy Lands; there were originally six, the Mist Blue Holy Land of Bozhou.

Thousands of years ago, they relied on three saints sitting in command, yet dared to oppose the Heavenly Sacred Holy Land.

The aftermath was that the entire Mist Blue Holy Land was slaughtered, Bozhou was left shattered by that battle, from then on it declined and fell to become the lowest continent of the Eastern Region.

It was also because of that battle that the Heavenly Sacred Holy Land firmly secured its overlordship of the Eastern Region and the title of First Holy Land.

Now, after thousands of years, someone again provokes the Heavenly Sacred Holy Land; it seems we must let the present people know anew the majesty of the Holy Land.

"Anyone who dares to assault my Holy Land's Holy Son, let none escape!"

At the Holy Lord's command, the Holy Land's strong ones all set out.

They descended at the secret realm's exit, lying in wait.

They waited for the secret realm to open, to crush those people.

Yang Zizai leaned on the chair, closed eyes and meditated.

Relying on the Saint Son's strength, could anyone else in the secret realm possibly kill him?

Even if there is an unstoppable danger, he still has a Manifest Saint Realm avatar in his hand.

Could it be a heaven‑chosen one from another region…?

After one Kun day.

Shi Hao and the others, four people and a dog, walked out of the Saint Mystic Secret Realm.

"Senior brother, this trip was totally worth it—I got so much good stuff!"

Lin Bai happily said while holding a space ring.

After crushing that Saint Son, they spent the next two and a half days wandering all over the secret realm.

They gained quite a few good things.

Including but not limited to spirit stones, various resources…

The most precious among them should be those many blood‑colored nether flowers, a saint‑grade herb!

Oh right, and those who cheered for the Saint Son during the fight.

Under their "reasoning" (threat), they politely handed over all their belongings and the space ring, entrusting them with safekeeping.

At that time Lin Bai also patted those few people on the shoulders and said.

"Don't worry, we'll definitely keep your things safe for you, after we're done…"

Moreover, a female cultivator had previously been attracted by the Saint Son's handsome looks, and when we later reasoned with her,

she had nothing to produce, and ended up saying:

"Great… person! How… am I? ……"

Just then, Shi Hao suddenly sensed something, frowned and looked around, saying, "Something's wrong, junior brother."

The four of them halted, thinking of the Saint Son who had been slaughtered.

It looks like the people of the Heavenly Saint Holy Land have arrived.

If we can't beat the young ones, the old ones will step up.

On the other side.

The strong ones of the Heavenly Saint Holy Land learned that it was the Qingyun Sect and the legitimate daughter of the Su family of the Southern Territory who killed the Saint Son.

That figure was too terrifying—one sword shattered the Saint Son's trump card, and he declared that anyone who dares to move against the Qingyun Sect will be executed!

It's truly overbearing—if they could join such a sect in their lifetime, it would not be a wasted life.

"Qingyun Sect……"

The Su family, they knew, is an ancient clan of the Southern Territory, its strength comparable to that holy land, and they must await the Saint Lord's decision.

But where did this Qingyun Sect come from?

"Sir, I think I've heard of it before."

"The Qingyun Sect, the upper sect of Lingzhou, a sect that intimidates the three great holy lands of Wasteland Province, Heaven Province, and Qing Province, has sent strong ones to slaughter the Four Holy Beasts."

The news has already reached here, though the report of the Imperial Elixir Holy Land's submission has not yet arrived.

One sect suppressing the four holy lands—those who know are awed by the Qingyun Sect's might.

As they spoke, they discovered Shi Hao and the other three.

"Halt—are you the ones who killed my holy land's Saint Son?"

Shi Hao looked up.

Dozens of powerful figures descended into the air, looking down on them from above.

"So what if it is?"

Shi Hao knew escape was impossible; he could only go all out.

They still had a few trump cards given by the Water Immortal Elders.

Enough for them to break out.

"Shi Hao, big brother, let me handle this."

Su Yaoyao stepped forward.

"Elder Ye, I still need to trouble you to take action."

All that was seen was her speaking to the sky.

As her words fell, an even stronger aura surged straight toward her.

An old man with white hair and a youthful face appeared in the sky.

"Who dares to move against the young lady of the Su family!"

"First ask if the precious sword in this old man's hand agrees."

The old man's aura exploded forth; a precious sword blazing with sharpness appeared in his hand, and his terrifying aura spread outward.

Some of the Heavenly Saint Holy Land's people were blasted away.

This old man is Su Yaoyao's Dao Protector, Ye Chuxue.

The head of the Su family, uneasy about her training in the Eastern Territory, arranged for a powerful Dao Protector to secretly guard her.

"A Manifest Saint Realm expert!"

"Sir, your young lady may leave; as for the rest, our holy land will negotiate with your Su family."

"However, the other three must stay."

The maneuvering of great powers is usually a matter of human relations and worldly affairs.

They also didn't want to go to war with the Su family over a dead Saint Son.

By then it would only end in mutual loss.

We still need to ask for a bit more benefits, that'll do.