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This is a Saint Assassin that even Saints would dread.

A terrifying existence that once attempted to assassinate a Saint.

Could Ye Hei still summon that forbidden existence from back then?

Or does he have other trump cards?

"It seems that Hell has been dormant for too long, and people have forgotten the fear from the past."

A dreadful figure shrouded in holy light stepped out from the void. His ancient voice carried infinite and boundless murderous intent, chilling to the bone, piercing the soul.

"Today, I will use the blood of Sacred Bodies and the heads of the Hongmeng Divine Sect to reforge the dignity of our world!"

One after another, terrifying figures appeared, each resembling an immense Divine Mountain capable of collapsing all of eternity. Each of them seemed to have endured immeasurable calamities and hardships, their bodies merged with the Path, integrated into the law of the world.

With their arrival, an overwhelming presence enveloped everything, as if intending to make the earth sink. All kinds of radiance descended from the sky, and heavenly music played unceasingly, as if resonating for them.

An endless aura of killing intent enveloped the land. The firmament filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with heaps of bones, endless and vast. Within that sea of corpses and blood, countless bloody hands reached out, struggling in the bloodbath as if trying to grasp something.

Numerous ghosts wailed in sorrow.

Wronged souls howled furiously.

This terrifying and dreadful scene made the scalp of every surrounding powerhouse tingle with horror.

Countless believers of the Hongmeng Divine Sect, being mere mortals, couldn't withstand such an impact. They collapsed to the ground, their minds trembling. Fear. Despair.

The only thing they could do besides waiting for death was to pray to the Divine Spirits.

Divine Spirits!

With this thought, everyone began to pray.

Then, an astonishing scene unfolded. As they prayed, they found themselves unafflicted by the aura of those Killer Saints. Their bodies felt warm and toasty, as if soaking in a hot spring.

The powerful cultivators surrounding them paid no attention to this scene, for all their focus was on the newly-appeared Killer Saints.

"My God, there are actually eight Killer Saints!"

"This is really too terrifying!"

"Even Ancient Families or Holy Lands might not be able to produce so many ancient Saints!"

"It's no wonder. The Killer God Dynasty that once ruled an era remains dreadful even in decline. Its depths are still chilling to the core and heart-stopping!"

"If Ye Hei doesn't have a powerful trump card, he's doomed for sure!"

Countless World Houses and Holy Lands watched with trepidation and excitement at the sight of each terrifying Killer Saint. The threat of the Hongmeng Divine Sect was too great to them. If the two Killer God Dynasties could deal with Ye Hei, nothing could be better.

Eight Killer Saints, huh?

Ye Hei's gaze swept across the figures draped in holy light and bloodied robes. Each one exuded killing intent that reached the heavens. This intent actually turned into torrents of blood flowing from the sky, creating stream after stream. It looked as if countless amounts of blood were trickling down a pane of glass.

The spectacle was indeed frightening.

Ordinary cultivators, upon seeing this, would not even think of fighting— they would probably be scared half out of their wits.

"Boy, if you have any trump cards, bring them out! Otherwise, you'll have no chance!"

"JIE JIE, this old man is rather eager to see those so-called powerful backers of yours!"

"My sword has not had the pleasure of drinking a Saint's fresh blood in a long time!"

One after another, those cold, raspy voices sounded like metal scraping, causing listeners' hair to stand on end.

These Killer Saints were ancient antiques, sealed within the Divine Source as a reserve. Of course, they had heard about Ye Hei and the Hongmeng Divine Sect. They naturally were no match for that terrifying forbidden existence. But they didn't believe Ye Hei could still summon it.

As for others, they weren't too afraid!

There were rumors of several Quasi Emperors backing Ye Hei, which they didn't believe. If there really were Quasi Emperors, they would have come out long ago to sweep across the world. Why would they hide here? They guessed it was at most a few Saints.

Nowadays, Killer Kings are almost extinct in the Big Dipper. The Powers of Celestial Second are world-beating powerhouses. They couldn't differentiate between a Saint and a Quasi Emperor. Be it a Saint or a Quasi Emperor, to them, both were existences they could not contend with.

At this moment, in the Desolate Ancient World and the Holy Lands, countless powerful beings held their breath, their hearts lodged in their throats. What trump card did Ye Hei have, and would the powerful figure behind him intervene on his behalf? It was about to be revealed. If the powerful figure behind Ye Hei did not take action, today would mark the downfall of the Hongmeng Divine Sect.

"Since you're all so eager to seek death, I might as well oblige you."

With a thought, Ye Hei instantly claimed the red envelopes from Xiong Ba and Tushan Rongrong.

"HAHA, this old man is here again!"

In an instant, a majestic and domineering figure materialized out of thin air. Xiong Ba had thick brows and large eyes. He stood with his hands behind his back. Even without emitting a trace of his aura, he still resembled an Ancient God Mountain, exuding powerful oppression.

Next to him, a light green shadow appeared: a pair of fox ears laid back, her eyes narrowed, giving off an innocuous presence.

"It's him!"

"That's him!"

Upon seeing Xiong Ba, many powerful beings immediately recognized him, feeling a chill in their hearts. It was Xiong Ba who, wielding an Immortal Artifact, had lured out the Forbidden Zone Venerable, leading to the Venerable's fall. As for Tushan Rongrong, her last performance had been too low-key, easily overlooked by instinct.

"Hmm?"

"Who are you?"

The eight Killer Saints regarded the sudden appearance of Xiong Ba and Tushan Rongrong with grave expressions. They hadn't noticed how the two had arrived. Moreover, from Xiong Ba and Tushan Rongrong, they sensed an extreme danger.

At least a Sage King, or possibly even a Great Saint!

The Killer Saints speculated based on their intuition, a bad premonition welling up inside them.

"Dead men don't need to know so much!"

As he spoke, Xiong Ba extended a finger and pointed.

Great Heavenly Prisoner Finger.

"Leader Xiong, leave a few for me!"

Tushan Rongrong complained with a pout, but her actions were just as swift as Xiong Ba's. Her fair, small hand slapped towards four of the Killer Saints.

Wang Yuezhang!

"Kill!"

The eight Killer Saints, although intimidated and fearful, wouldn't just sit and wait for death. Grouped in fours, they transformed into streaks of blood-red light, charging at Xiong Ba and Tushan Rongrong.

A pillar of blood-red light shot down.

Brilliant. Immensely brilliant.

Fast. Indescribably fast.

Everyone was stunned; the Killer Saints were too fast. Their murderous intent was too terrifying. Under its force, they felt a coldness throughout their bodies, finding it difficult to move. That speed seemed to have transcended the constraints of space and unlocked the shackles of time. It was a flash of splendor, a moment of brilliance that shone through the ages.

However, in the next moment, a scene that was even more shocking and terrifying occurred!

The eight terrifying Killer Saints, feared even by Ancient Saints, were instantly sent flying backward.

PFFT. PFFT. PFFT. PFFT.

The four Killer Saints who had attacked Xiong Ba now had thumb-sized blood holes in their foreheads. Blood poured out, and their Divine Souls were annihilated.

Instant kill.

The four Killer Saints who had attacked Tushan Rongrong had a palm imprint on their chests, their internal organs shattered, Divine Souls extinguished.

Also instant kills.

An utter silence enveloped the world.

All breathing halted.

HISS!

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