NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1409: Slaying a Saint!!!
The world fell into silence.
It was not until a bloody rain cascaded down from the sky that everyone snapped back to their senses.
The heavens mourned!
A saint had fallen!
This signaled the complete demise of Fang Tianhua, with no possibility of survival; otherwise, such a mourning anomaly of heaven and earth, with the falling blood rain, would not occur.
Hiss!
Someone took a sharp breath, wiping the blood off their face: "Is this, is this real?"
"How did he do it? I didn't even see how he made his move, how did Vice Sect Hierarch Fang just die?"
"He..."
Situ Jun took a deep breath, his sharp eyes filled with shock and gravity, "He struck with a sword at the critical moment!"
"What?"
"Just one sword? Instantly killed a Semi-Saint holding a Saint King weapon?"
Everyone was utterly bewildered.
In the void.
Xiao Yi waved his hand, and a world of flames surged, consuming Fang Tianhua's corpse, burning it into ashes.
Only the Fang Tianhua Halberd fell into his hand, continuously struggling to break free.
"Move again, and I'll refine you!" Xiao Yi snorted coldly.
The hand holding the Fang Tianhua Halberd tightened suddenly, and on the extremely hard Saint King weapon, several finger marks appeared.
Hiss!
Everyone gasped in shock.
Full of astonishment.
It is known how powerful and hard a Saint King weapon is; even when two such weapons collide, it rarely damages the other.
But now...
Xiao Yi, with mere flesh and blood, imprinted finger marks on it with a bare hand.
What if it landed on a person?
Wouldn't it crush their bones?
Gulp!
Chen Yantao and Cao Rui looked at each other.
From initial shock, they were now filled with joy, laughing heartily: "As expected of Brother Xiao, what does it matter if he didn't receive the ancestral treasure? He is invincible all the same!"
"Brother Xiao is mighty and domineering!"
The Second Peak Master secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead; even he didn't dare to face that strike directly. Who would have thought Xiao Yi would remain calm in the face of danger?
Not only did he not fear the destructive strike.
He even calmly made his move, beheading Fang Tianhua.
However...
Amidst the relief.
The Second Peak Master felt increasingly heavy at heart, keeping a wary eye on Situ Jun and others not far away, feeling secretly anxious: Xiao Yi's ever-growing strength would only make Situ Jun and others more wary of him, strengthening their resolve to kill him. The Second Peak Master wasn't sure if he could arrive in time, otherwise, with him alone, he feared he couldn't protect Xiao Yi...
At this moment.
Recovering from the shock, Chen Zhijian suddenly had eyes blazing with blood light, pointing at Xiao Yi, and roared hysterically, "Have you broken through to the Saint King Realm?"
"What?"
"Has Xiao Yi broken through to the Saint King Realm? How is this possible, wasn't he without the ancestral treasure?"
"Absolutely impossible, we saw with our own eyes he didn't acquire the ancestral treasure, so how could he have reached the Saint King Realm in such a short time?"
The least able to accept this outcome was, naturally, Ouyang Shang and Wang Yilong.
They relied on the ancestral treasure to smoothly enter the Saint King Realm.
If not for the ancestral treasure.
They would still be at the Semi-Saint level.
But Xiao Yi?
He didn't receive the ancestral treasure!
Xiao Yi looked at the two with a mocking expression...
Ancestral treasure?
What he obtained was the true ancestral treasure!
As for what Wang Yilong and others received, it was merely a flawed and critically defective imitation.
However.
He did not intend to expose this fact.
Xiao Yi's lips slightly curled, looking at Wang Yilong and Ouyang Shang, beckoning with his finger, "Why don't you try your hand and see if I've stepped into the Saint King Realm?"
"You think I'm afraid of you?"
Wang Yilong snorted coldly, without another word, took action immediately.
He was already a master of the First Layer of the Saint King Realm.
Even in the entire Unharmed Heaven Realm, he was a formidable presence.
As he moved.
Blue storms manifested out of nowhere; these storms, carrying the Origin Power of Heaven and Earth, could uproot towering mountains at ease.
The destructive tornados formed collided, under the cutting wind blades.
Even a Saint King caught in them faced mortal danger.
"Petty trick!"
Xiao Yi stood calmly in the sky, pointing a finger.
Buzz!
The light from the finger shook the heavens.
Sweeping across the sky.
Penetrating through dozens of destructive storms in front, storms exploded and dissipated between heaven and earth. The sea waters stirred by the storms crashed down from high above.
Xiao Yi looked at an astonished Wang Yilong, speaking indifferently, "Saint King? Is that it?" Shaking his head, Xiao Yi turned to Ouyang Shang beside him, "You two, come at me together!"
Together?
Ouyang Shang and Wang Yilong exchanged glances, their eyes filled with humiliation and rage.
They were 3rd and 6th on the Demonic Prodigy Rankings!
Each one an eternal Tianjiaao!
From the moment they first encountered Xiao Yi, they never considered him worth their attention, assuming Xiao Yi was merely an ant they could crush at will.
And now...
The ant in their eyes intended to challenge them both?
Ouyang Shang was furious beyond measure: "Arrogant and unaware of your limits!"
"You truly think yourself invincible in the world?"
Wang Yilong's face turned blue and white, gritting his teeth, "Just now it was merely my carelessness, this..."
Wang Yilong's voice abruptly stopped.
Right before him.
Xiao Yi was within reach.
He instinctively lowered his head, seeing Xiao Yi's right hand piercing through his chest, through his back, grasping his heart that beat wildly.
"You, you, you..." Wang Yilong looked at Xiao Yi in disbelief.
Xiao Yi raised a hand making a shushing gesture, spoke word by word, "In the next life, remember to speak less!"
Bang!
Xiao Yi suddenly crushed the heart.
Simultaneously, boundless Origin Power of the sword flooded into Wang Yilong's body like a breached dam, his Sacred Body swelling constantly.
Then countless cracks spread across it.
With the whoosh of slicing wind, one after another.
Was the Sword Qi tearing his Sacred Body from the inside out.
Pieces of flesh and blood rained down.
Every piece engulfed in the Origin Storm of Sword Qi, relentlessly cutting, ensuring not a trace of his flesh remained in the world.
Completely losing the chance for flesh rebirth.
In the bloody downpour, a wisp of Primordial Spirit shot towards Hong Wuting.
"Trying to escape?"
Xiao Yi snorted coldly, raising a hand to strike towards the Primordial Spirit.
"Stop!"
Hong Wuting was furious, trying to save Wang Yilong's Primordial Spirit.
But just as he acted.
Xiao Yi's icy gaze landed on him, and meeting eyes, Hong Wuting's actions abruptly halted, as though seized by a Binding Spell.
Almost simultaneously.
Xiao Yi's attack arrived.
Buzz!
As flames erupted.
Wang Yilong's Primordial Spirit vanished completely.
Only then…
A drop of cold sweat dripped from Hong Wuting's forehead.
The frigid killing intent that had seized his mobility faded away only then, and Xiao Yi's gaze fell on the astounded Ouyang Shang nearby, smiling: "Weren't you planning to kill me? Go ahead!"