Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned again.
Liu Huangshu was dumbfounded, his eyes filled with astonishment as he looked at Ye Junlin.
What's going on?!
Is this another one of your disciples?!
Seeing his long-lost third disciple come to pay his respects, a gratified smile appeared on Ye Junlin's face, "Xiao Li, you haven't disappointed me."
Li Wujie said excitedly, "With Master's words, all of my efforts are worth it!"
He could have returned to Ye Junlin's side long ago. After all, Ye Junlin was the Immortal Lord of the Northern Cold at that time, and his reputation was great. However, after some thought, he did not rush back, but chose to hone his cultivation on his own, hoping to meet again at the peak in a completely new posture.
Now, Li Wujie has done it, and he can openly state his identity, fearless of any gossip!
This is the confidence brought by strength!
When everyone saw that he was really a disciple of the Heavenly Court Lord, the expressions on their faces were extremely wonderful.
Especially Bu Qianfan, his mind was buzzing, and he stood there blankly, at a loss, vaguely hearing the sound of heartbreak.
So, you guys like to play the master-disciple recognition drama, right?
Have you considered my feelings?!
Damn it!
Regarding Li Wujie's behavior of revealing his identity, Bu Qianfan pretended to be strong on the surface, but in reality, his heart was aching.
This feeling is like finding an injured bird on the road, you take it back and take care of it carefully, and you like it very much, but later its wings become hard and it flies back to its original owner's house.
It's a painful batch!
"Alas, so his master is a figure like Fellow Daoist Ye, no wonder he has always been unwilling to change his sect. It turns out that I am overestimating myself…"
After learning the truth, Bu Qianfan was dejected and secretly grieved.
All along, he wanted to accept Li Wujie as his disciple, feeling that Li Wujie's previous master was not qualified enough and did not have the qualifications to have such a talented sword genius.
Who knew that in the end, he was the clown!
This is really embarrassing!
Liu Huangshu regained his senses and secretly transmitted his voice:
"Little Friend Ye, how can your disciples be so powerful one by one? Your vision is too accurate!"
He had to admire it!
Two disciples under his seat, one is the Demon Lord who dominates the Demonic Path, and the other is the peerless Saber Saint with overwhelming power.
Damn it, this is too presentable! It is definitely the face value!
"That's right, don't even look at who I am," Ye Junlin said.
"Senior Brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time." Li Wujie looked at Hong Qianye on the side, the corner of his mouth slightly raised in a subtle arc.
Hong Qianye knew what the other party wanted to express, and immediately did not give him a good look, coldly snorting, "You came just in time."
"That's natural, as the most valued disciple of my master, I will definitely not let him down." Li Wujie puffed out his chest and said with a smile.
The most valued disciple?
Hearing these words, a cold light burst out in Hong Qianye's eyes, and he almost wrote his dissatisfaction on his face.
Ever since Li Wujie arrived, he had become increasingly displeased with the other party, especially now, this unpleasant emotion had almost reached its peak!
"Junior Brother, that's just your illusion, or maybe someone needs to help you recognize reality." Hong Qianye said coldly.
"Oh? Is that person you?" Li Wujie's eyes were bright, staring directly into Hong Qianye's eyes.
At this time, through the previous hard work, he had already obtained a huge breakthrough, and he was full of confidence. He was not stage fright at all regarding Hong Qianye's pressure.
Fight if you want to fight, who is afraid of whom?!
The two sides confronted each other tit-for-tat, neither of them convinced the other, and sparks vaguely collided under the exchange of gazes.
In the air, a smell of gunpowder suddenly permeated.
Everyone was stunned, what's going on?
The Heavenly Emperor's two disciples seem to be at odds with each other!
"Cough cough!"
Ye Junlin deliberately coughed a few times, and said dissatisfiedly: "They are all fellow disciples, there will be opportunities to compete later, if you want to fight so much, just fight with me, come, come, you all come together!"
Hearing this.
Hong Qianye and Li Wujie were taken aback, and fine beads of sweat overflowed from their foreheads, and they hurriedly bowed their hands and lowered their heads and said: "Master, this disciple knows his mistake!"
Just kidding, fighting with the silver-haired youth in front of them, even if they were added together, they would not be enough for the other party to beat with one hand. In this case, it is better to admit their mistakes as soon as possible, otherwise they will suffer a beating.
Seeing this situation, everyone sighed secretly, only the Lord of the Heavenly Court can simultaneously suppress these two top powerhouses.
If it weren't for him suppressing them, who could order these two big bosses around? Wouldn't they turn the Holy Realm upside down?
Ye Junlin's expression softened a little, and he looked at Bu Qianfan, who was in a depressed mood, and asked curiously: "By the way, was my disciple always with you before? It seems that he even became an elder!"
In order to avoid misunderstanding, Bu Qianfan quickly explained: "Reporting to the Heavenly Emperor, Li Wujie only holds the position of Guest Elder. If you mind, I will take him down later!"
The Guest Elder is equivalent to a foreigner being enshrined here, and then taking action appropriately when encountering trouble. It is mainly a position responsible for acting as a facade, which is different from the official Elder. The Guest Elder can leave at any time, with less restraint, and can also hold positions in multiple sects, as long as the sect is willing.
At this time, Bu Qianfan was deeply afraid that Ye Junlin would delve into this issue, and quickly stated that he could cut off this relationship!
Seeing this, Li Wujie hurriedly said to Ye Junlin: "Master, this disciple encountered a life-threatening danger before, and Senior Bu saved me. During the period, the sect took good care of me. He is this disciple's life-saving benefactor, and has the grace of rebirth! Even if there is no position of Guest Elder, this disciple will still take care of the Yutian Saber Sect in the future!"
His meaning is very obvious, that is, in the future, the affairs of the Yutian Saber Sect will be his affairs, and if Bu Qianfan encounters trouble, he will also stand up to help at the first time, and go through thick and thin!
Hearing this, Bu Qianfan's heart was very touched, and his mood suddenly felt much better.
At least he didn't forget his roots!
Although the other party has never become his disciple, it is also good to accept this friendship, which is beneficial to him and the sect.
"Oh? There's even this matter?"
Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows, not expecting that there was still this experience behind Li Wujie.
"Yes, knowing kindness and repaying it is the basic principle of being a person. This is my good disciple Ye Junlin. You continue to serve as this Guest Elder, it doesn't matter!"
Immediately, Ye Junlin waved his hand and expressed his attitude.
"Thank you, Master!"
Li Wujie's heart relaxed, and he said excitedly.
"Thank you, Heavenly Emperor!" A smile appeared on Bu Qianfan's face, and the depression in his heart also dissipated.
The other cultivators looked enviously. This means that the Yutian Saber Sect has another Saber Saint to help, and this Saber Saint has a greater background. Now, the strongest sect in the Holy Realm is probably the Yutian Saber Sect!
The Dao of the Saber is flourishing!
Now, aside from Ye Junlin, the Saints who have arrived at the Heavenly Court are Tong Wudi, Liu Huangshu, Hong Qianye, Li Wujie, Li Ruotong, and Bu Qianfan, a total of six people. The remaining Half-Saints are as many as hundreds, and they are basically old faces, the batch that used to be Immortal Emperors.
Just as the atmosphere was relatively harmonious, a hurried cry came,
"Report! A huge extraterritorial army has been detected coming, less than a hundred miles away from the Holy Realm!"
In an instant, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly dropped to freezing point.
Everyone's faces changed drastically.
They're here! Upon learning that the Nine Nether army was about to arrive, Liu Huangshu and the others couldn't help but feel nervous.
They knew that this time was different from the past, truly deciding the life and death of the Saint Realm!
Liu Huangshu took out a token and injected Saint Power into it, and a huge light screen appeared in front of him, showing the vast scene of the outer starry sky.
At this time, dense black spots began to appear in the picture, spreading rapidly like a vast ocean. Upon closer inspection, there were countless giant Saint Ships, mobile war fortresses, and Nine Nether creatures riding Saint Beasts and holding battle weapons.
The number was as numerous as stars, and the Saintly might was vast wherever they passed, forming an extremely terrifying sense of oppression. The void along the way was trembling, and the entire starry sky seemed to feel fear!
In just a few breaths, they broke into the Saint Realm's defense line!
If they were not stopped in time, this terrifying Nine Nether army would work together to shatter the Saint Realm, turning it into dust in the universe!
Seeing this scene, the crisis of death enveloped everyone's hearts, making it difficult for the cultivators to breathe, and their previous fighting spirit was hit.
After all, they had no concept of the Doom-Class World Extinction Order, and thought it was just a larger scale than the previous extraterritorial army. As a result, when they saw the real thing with their own eyes, it directly brought a huge psychological shock!
You must know.
There were only a few Saints on their side, but the army sent by the other side had at least a million!
Is this the foundation of a super power in the universe?
It's too exaggerated!
At this moment, the people of the Heavenly Court recognized the gap in strength and had a clear understanding of being frogs in a well for the first time.
There's no way around it.
The Saint Realm is, after all, just a newly developed small Saint Dao world, and it is still the bottom-ranked one.
And this army dispatched by the Nine Nether was drawn from the various realms under its command, including large Saint Dao worlds!
Like gathering sand into the sea, the gap was immediately apparent.
Don't think that a million Saints is a lot. You must know that there are countless life forms in the entire universe. Now is the Saint Dao Era. For a small world, Saints are very scarce, but what if there are ten thousand, one hundred thousand, or one million small worlds?
Adding them up is a considerable number!
As for the Saint Realm, it is weak and unable to be compared with super forces like the Nine Nether.
It's like an ant facing a giant dragon. Even a slight sneeze from the giant dragon can blow it away!
At this moment, everyone was gloomy and felt particularly heavy.
Liu Huangshu reacted from the shock and let out a helpless sigh, "Do your best and leave the rest to fate..."
Different from the pessimism of others, Ye Junlin's eyes were shining, and his heart was extremely excited.
Damn! Damn! Damn!
This scale of Saint army is simply too friendly to the Human Emperor Banner!
Ye Junlin could no longer imagine how much the power would be increased by absorbing such a massive amount of Saint Realm dead souls into the Human Emperor Banner, and there were countless Saint Realm soul slaves to act as his thugs, it was simply ridiculously strong!
"Heavenly Emperor, we..." Bu Qianfan said with a look of embarrassment.
He was not afraid of death, but afraid of dying meaninglessly. After all, the strength gap between the two sides was really too great, not even on the same level. Even if he rushed in, he would probably die in less than two seconds.
In this situation, how can we resist?
Ye Junlin said: "Act according to the plan. In short, with me here, this battle can be fought!"
His tone was full of confidence, with an unquestionable air.
"This..." Everyone's faces changed slightly.
"With Master here, we will never lose!" Li Wujie was a loyal fan. Based on his past experience, he believed that as long as his master dared to say so, there would be absolutely no problem.
As a disciple, he just needs to obey orders without thinking!
Hong Qianye looked calm, "That's right."
Seeing the reaction of these two disciples, the cultivators looked at each other, with surprise visible in their eyes.
It's already at this point, are you not worried at all?
It's simply incomprehensible!
"Old Liu, leave it to you to arrange!" Ye Junlin ordered.
"Huff..." Liu Huangshu let out a heavy breath. Although he felt very powerless, he had no choice but to cheer up and resist the foreign enemies according to his previous arrangement.
Liu Huangshu began to concentrate, making hand seals with both hands, the hand seals changing unpredictably, and then pointed to a certain position, shouting:
"All Living Beings Return to One Formation, open!"
Rumble~
The entire majestic Heavenly Court was shaking violently, and golden runes covered the surface of the Heavenly Court, as if it was wrapped in a golden ball of light.
Liu Huangshu flashed and landed on the formation eye, holding a Dharma flag and injecting Saint Power into it, using himself as a medium to connect with a group of cultivators.
"Everyone, transmit your power to me!"
Everyone listened and did as they were told, with Saint Qi of different colors appearing on their bodies, like flames burning.
Instantly.
Hundreds of different forces gathered together and concentrated on the Dharma flag in Liu Huangshu's hand. The Dharma flag bloomed with a dazzling light, and the aura fluctuated strongly.
Among them, including the six Saints, including Hong Qianye!
And Ye Junlin was excluded. First of all, his cultivation was in the Heavenly Saint Realm, which meant that the formation arranged by Liu Huangshu could not accommodate him yet, and it was currently limited to the scope within True Saint.
Even so, with the blessing of six True Saints and hundreds of Half-Saints, the power of this All Living Beings Return to One Formation has been superimposed to a terrifying level, at least far beyond the level of True Saint!
What concept is this?
Even the previous Ghost Blade Heavenly Saint, and Xu Yaolin of the Divine Eye Clan, the two of them working together would be difficult to resist the power of this formation at this moment!
This is Liu Huangshu's most proud masterpiece!
"Has some ideas." Ye Junlin praised from the side.
He had to admit that Liu Huangshu's formation talent was top-notch. He deserved to be the strongest formation master of the previous era. Now that his cultivation has caught up, he will definitely have a great future.
At the same time.
The Nine Nether army had already approached the border, vast and boundless like the sea, with no end in sight, giving people a strong visual impact and a terrifying sense of oppression!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The shouts of killing were deafening, spreading throughout the Saint Realm.
The Saint Realm cultivators were shocked, and when they looked up, a touch of extreme shock flashed in their eyes.
"Not good, extraterritorial demons are invading!"
"Their aura is so terrible, even if they are hundreds of millions of miles away, I feel very suppressed!"
"What to do? What should we do?!"
"Damn, fight them!"
...
When they saw the tip of the iceberg of the Nine Nether army, the vast majority of Saint Realm cultivators were shocked, and there was an unspeakable fear in their hearts.
This lineup is simply not something they can resist!
Many people were full of despair, losing their fighting spirit, and there were also people with hot blood, gritting their teeth and deciding to fight to the death.
"You natives, today is your death!"
A high-ranking general in the Nine Nether Legion stood on top of the bone dragon's head, his body shrouded in dark armor, only revealing a pair of gloomy eyes overlooking all living beings, and a cold, hoarse voice came from the mask, as if the god of death was making a judgment.
He raised the great sword in his hand and waved it down sharply, shouting:
"Kill!!!" As soon as his voice fell, countless Nether beings, riding sacred beasts and brandishing weapons, launched a swift charge towards the bottom.
They dragged out trails of dazzling dark red light, like a rain of meteors falling from the sky, creating immense pressure.
"They're coming, they're coming!" The beings of the Holy World cried out, their scalps tingling and faces filled with panic, like ants about to be trampled by giants, their hearts filled with deep despair.
Just at that critical moment, a vast power suddenly erupted, sweeping towards the first detachment of the enemy like a storm.
This detachment, totaling one hundred thousand Half-Saints and one thousand True Saint-level Nether cultivators, were all elites who had emerged from constant battles.
However, before this vast power, they were like mayflies trying to stop a chariot, scattered and suffering heavy casualties!
And that wasn't the end of it, countless light swords erupted in an instant, transforming into a sky full of light rain, enveloping the detachments.
As a result, under this sudden offensive, like fragile mud walls being washed away by a flood, they suffered heavy casualties in an instant!
"Ah…"
Miserable screams rang out one after another, echoing across the sky.
The beings of the Holy World were all shocked. The Saints, whom they regarded as gods, were now vulnerable, slaughtered like pigs and dogs.
"Hmm?!"
Noticing this abnormality, the Nether general's eyes turned cold as he followed the source of the aura. When he saw that behemoth, his expression changed dramatically, "This is…"
No one had expected that the previous attacks had all come from the Heavenly Court.
This towering and magnificent Heavenly Court was shrouded in a golden halo, with purple mist lingering above and auspicious light radiating everywhere, further highlighting its sacred and inviolable aura, representing the most orthodox position in the world!
Liu Huangshu held the Dharma Flag, his face calm and composed.
Behind him stood the Heavenly Court's top combat power, providing him with their own power.
"So it was you!" The Nether general was very annoyed, feeling humiliated.
After all, in his opinion, the Nether army was invincible once it arrived. As a result, before they could even begin the slaughter, they had lost tens of thousands of True Saints and countless Half-Saints, which was simply a disgrace to the Nether World!
"Charge! Annihilate those natives!" The cold and merciless voice, filled with killing intent, echoed in all directions.
"Kill~!!!!!"
Countless Nether cultivators surged forward, each releasing a terrifying energy from their weapons, bombarding the Heavenly Court, determined to destroy it!
The scene was magnificent and chilling.
"Defend!" Liu Huangshu uttered a word, waving the Dharma Flag a few times, seemingly switching to a certain formation mode.
Instantly, light shields condensed around the Heavenly Court, forming perfect squares on all sides, providing solid protection.
Boom boom boom boom!!!!
The exterior of the Heavenly Court endured a tremendous impact. Whether it was the pavilions and palaces, or the sacred mountains and sacred pools, all were visibly trembling at this moment.
"Thunder Extremes, Annihilate!"
Liu Huangshu waved the Dharma Flag again, shouting loudly.
Crack crack crack~
Countless arcs of lightning surrounded the surface of the Heavenly Court, its aura becoming even more terrifying. Then, like divine punishment, dense lightning bolts shot out, turning the entire sky into a vast sea of thunder.
Within the sea of thunder, Nether cultivators gradually couldn't hold on, their bodies gradually collapsing and disintegrating, emitting heart-wrenching screams.
With this back and forth, another hundreds of thousands of Half-Saints perished, along with nearly thousands of True Saints!
Even Liu Huangshu himself was shocked by the effect of the formation.
He had thought it would be powerful, but he didn't expect it to be this powerful!
Liu Huangshu is currently a Third-Order Formation Saint, capable of arranging top-grade True Saint-level formations. Although this level of formation is a great weapon in the True Saint realm, under normal circumstances, the effect would not be so exaggerated.
In the end, it all boils down to the people supporting him.
Tong Wudi is the Child of Destiny of this world, almost invincible in the same realm. Li Ruotong and Bu Qianfan are also first-class True Saints. Most importantly, Hong Qianye and Li Wujie, one possessing the Flame Inferno Saint Body, able to provide a constant stream of energy, and the other possessing the Mad Demon Bloodline, with a powerful physique.
With the blessing of this lineup, the power of Liu Huangshu's formation is astonishing!
So strong that it's unbelievable, the kind that can wreak havoc at the True Saint level!
Ye Junlin was watching from the side. At this time, he was not idle either, holding the Human Emperor Banner and summoning souls.
Looking at the constantly filling souls in the banner, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
"Yes, that's it, keep up the good work!"
So far, the Human Emperor Banner has more than ten thousand True Saints and more than two hundred thousand Half-Saints, all of whom have been transformed into soul slaves, waiting obediently in the banner.
Ye Junlin is preparing to give the Nether powerhouses a huge surprise at the final moment!
At this moment, the Beast Storage Pouch transmitted a change. A dazzling streamer flew out from it, transforming into a huge Kun Peng in the sky, its sacred might vast.
"A'Kun, you're awake!" Ye Junlin said in surprise.
Since A'Kun devoured Yuan Hua's several Half-Saint level ferocious beasts, it had fallen into a long period of slumber. Now, awakening from its slumber, it had actually transformed into a powerful sacred beast in one fell swoop.
As a pure-blooded Kun Peng, after entering the Saint realm, the aura it invisibly exuded was extremely terrifying, directly causing many sacred beasts in the Nether army to feel uneasy.
"Strange, why are they fighting?" A'Kun, waking up from its slumber, saw this scene and widened its eyes in shock, looking bewildered.
"A'Kun, they are bad people, quickly return to the formation and contribute your strength." Ye Junlin said.
"Oh oh!"
Having encountered this kind of thing as soon as it came out, A'Kun felt a little depressed, but it also knew that the situation was critical. Obeying its master, it immediately did so.
Subsequently, A'Kun transformed into a juvenile form, came to the formation, followed suit, and transmitted its own power to Liu Huangshu.
With the addition of A'Kun, a powerful character, the All Beings Return to One Formation erupted with even more powerful aura fluctuations!
Swish swish swish~
Streams of vast energy light pillars spurted out, containing destructive energy fluctuations, bombarding the Nether army in all directions. With each pillar of light falling, screams rang out, and the corpses fell one after another, with blood raining down.
At this moment, the Heavenly Court was like a mobile war fortress, wreaking havoc among the Nether cultivators, combining offense and defense, and taking advantage of the battle, showing no signs of being at a disadvantage.
Seeing this scene, the beings of the Holy World were all invigorated, tears of excitement filling their eyes.
"Long live the Heavenly Court! The Heavenly Court is invincible!"
"With the Heavenly Court here, our Holy World will not perish!"
"It's too strong!"
… …
The five great Holy Domains were boiling like the sea, the previous fear swept away.
The Nether general's face was extremely ugly, gritting his teeth and saying:
"Since that's the case, then we'll have to mobilize the main force!"
Then, he secretly transmitted a message, notifying the main force deployed in the outer starry sky to officially invade the Holy World.
Compared to the main force, the army lost earlier was just a drop in the bucket, not even a scratch.
In an instant.
The entire Holy World was trembling, the vast sky was fragmented, and the void was collapsing inch by inch, seemingly unable to withstand this huge impact.
Countless holy ships were like steel behemoths attacking in groups, bringing a terrifying pressure even from a great distance!
"Everyone, destroy the Heavenly Court first!"
The Nether general remotely provided the coordinates, transmitting the message.
Upon receiving the message, the sky full of holy ships aimed their cannons at the Heavenly Court, the cannons condensing endless energy, and then spewing out terrifying energy shockwaves.
Each energy shockwave was equivalent to the full blow of a top Heavenly Saint, even the previous God-Eye Clan powerhouse had to resist with difficulty!
"Not good!"
Liu Huangshu broke out in cold sweat, quickly taking countermeasures.
Instantly.
He manipulated the formation, causing the Heavenly Court to abandon its attack and fully enter defense mode, trying to resist these waves of attacks.
Rumble~ Rumble~
Rumble~ Rumble~
Rumble~ Rumble~
Before long, the Heavenly Court was submerged by the energy light sea,
The earth-shattering explosion spread to every corner of the Holy World, scaring billions of living beings, their faces panicked and uneasy.
"Heavenly Court…"
Many people knelt on the ground, tears streaming down their faces.
Seeing this kind of battle scene, even if they had the heart to participate, they would be powerless.
What's the use of throwing in more ants in the fight between dragons?
Therefore, the vast majority of cultivators knew that the survival of the Holy World, at this moment, was entrusted to the Heavenly Court! Faced with a concentrated barrage from numerous Saint-class warships, the Heavenly Court was completely on the defensive, its previous dominance utterly gone.
After all, the All Living United Formation was currently only a high-grade True Saint-level formation, and when combined with the strength of Liu Huangshu and the others, it could only withstand some Heaven Saint-level experts at most.
However, each attack from the Saint-class warships was equivalent to a full-force strike from a top-tier Heaven Saint.
Under these circumstances, how could they possibly withstand it?
The entire Heavenly Court trembled violently, and cracks gradually appeared on the surface of the light cover, as if it couldn't bear the weight.
Liu Huangshu's face was grim as he gritted his teeth and said, "This is troublesome."
Large beads of sweat dripped from everyone's foreheads, and the Saint power within their bodies was rapidly diminishing. Seeing the situation take a sharp turn for the worse, their hearts felt incredibly heavy.
Once the protective shield was breached, the Heavenly Court would face a catastrophic disaster!
"Master, what should we do?" Li Wujie asked subconsciously.
In his memory, every time they encountered a major danger, that silver-haired youth was able to calmly deal with it and turn the situation around.
Therefore, Li Wujie was more calm than the others, because he felt that as long as his master was present, any great crisis could be resolved!
As soon as he finished speaking.
Countless surprised gazes converged on Ye Junlin.
"Celestial Emperor..." Bu Qianfan and the others had complicated expressions. Although they wanted to believe in Ye Junlin, from their perspective, they couldn't think of any way to turn the tide and change the course of the battle at this critical moment.
Looking at the Saint-class warships filling the sky, Ye Junlin's face showed no sign of panic, and a playful smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
"It's about time!"
The trump card he had prepared would be fully revealed at this moment.
In the astonished gazes of the crowd, Ye Junlin first formed a hand seal with one hand, and then snapped his fingers with a flourish.
Snap!
Suddenly.
In the sky, Heaven Saint-level formations hidden within the space appeared one by one, releasing intense energy fluctuations.
Dense and terrifying storms filled with black lightning appeared, rampaging wantonly among the Saint-class warships.
The hard outer shells, originally made of Saint iron, seemed particularly fragile in the face of these countless lightning storms, and were torn to pieces in no time.
Some of the Nine Nether Saints sitting inside were directly affected, swept into the lightning storm and crushed to pieces, their bodies completely destroyed!
"Ah, ah, ah..."
Miserable screams filled all directions, sending chills down people's spines.
Looking around, there were torn steel Saint-class warships everywhere. The hulls were either broken in half and severely damaged, or they were twisted into chunks of fragments. In short, they were as thin as brittle paper and useless in the face of the lightning storms.
All the creatures on board also died tragically. Only a few, because they were not deeply involved, desperately escaped with their lives, shouting loudly, their faces filled with horror.
"Retreat quickly, we've already entered a trap!"
"The power of these formations is so terrifying that even our Saint-class warships can't withstand this kind of attack!"
"To be able to set up formations of this scale, the opponent must be at least a Sixth-Order Formation Saint!"
"How is that possible? A Sixth-Order Formation Saint?! How can there be such a figure in this backwater place?!"
Incredible exclamations arose one after another. Many Nine Nether cultivators showed shock and stopped in their tracks, deterred by the raging lightning storms in front of them.
In this day and age, Formation Saints are regarded as strategic-level important talents in any force.
A powerful Formation Saint can even change the course of a battle, and his role is stronger than countless Saints!
Formation Saints are divided into nine orders. The first three orders correspond to True Saints, the middle three orders correspond to Heaven Saints, and the last three orders correspond to Ancient Saints!
The formations that the Nine Nether army is currently facing are high-grade, top-tier Heaven Saint-level formations.
Any one of them has the power to kill a top-tier Heaven Saint. At this time, thousands of formations are activated at the same time, directly causing the Nine Nether army to suffer a huge loss!
No one knew.
Due to the Saint Formation experience gift pack given by the system before, Ye Junlin was already at the level of a Ninth-Order Formation Saint in terms of formation skills, but due to the limitations of his cultivation, the effect he could exert was limited.
In addition, setting up such formations required relevant Saint-level materials, so Ye Junlin could only set up high-grade Heaven Saint-level formations at most.
If all conditions were met, Ye Junlin could set up top-tier Ancient Saint-level formations and perfectly display his strength as a Ninth-Order Formation Saint!
At this moment.
A large number of Saint-class warships were destroyed. This invincible steel torrent was almost completely destroyed in a short half-Incense sticks time!
Witnessing this scene, the Heavenly Court people were dumbfounded.
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
...
In the crowd, one "fuck" after another sounded, simple and crude, containing extreme shock.
Everyone was stunned, staring blankly at this spectacular scene!
This reversal caught them completely off guard!
"Master really has a way! I knew it!" Li Wujie raised his chin, his expression very proud, and glanced at the stunned crowd, looking like he had guessed it long ago.
"Hehe, I've never worried anyway." Hong Qianye stood with his hands behind his back and said lightly, as if this was all a small scene in his eyes, not worth mentioning.
Bu Qianfan and the others couldn't maintain their composure, their hearts were pounding wildly. At this moment, they finally understood why these two disciples trusted their master so much.
It turned out that this operation was commonplace!
Especially Liu Huangshu. When he saw so many top-tier Heaven Saint-level formations appear, the spiritual shock it brought to him was considerable.
Because he had always thought that he was the strongest formation master in the Heavenly Court and even in this world.
As a result, the master was actually by his side!
Liu Huangshu swallowed hard, his mood particularly complicated, and secretly asked, "Little friend Ye, how can your formation skills be so high? Who taught you all this?"
He really wanted to know about this.
After all, he couldn't even set up these advanced formations yet. This was definitely not something that could be learned overnight!
Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows, "Does this kind of thing still need to be taught?"
"What?!"
Liu Huangshu was stunned in place as if struck by lightning, the sentence constantly echoing in his mind.
Does this kind of thing still need to be taught?
Still need to be taught?
Need to be taught?
Teach?
In Liu Huangshu's ears, this meant self-taught!
It was ridiculous that he prided himself on being a genius in formations, unmatched by anyone. Even if he lagged behind the times due to special reasons, as long as he was given enough time, he could still catch up and stand at the peak of the formation world again.
Who knew that Ye Junlin's appearance would give him a head-on blow, greatly damaging his self-esteem!
What a joke?!
He entered the industry later than him, but his achievements were higher than him!
Moreover, he was self-taught, surpassing his endless years of accumulation. Compared with the other party, his previous achievements were not worth mentioning at all!
"Genius, you are the real genius..."
Liu Huangshu's tone was bitter. He didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but on second thought, he should be happy to have such a figure leading them.
It was ridiculous that he had previously thought of teaching the other party formation knowledge. This was simply teaching a fish to swim. People didn't need him to teach them at all. No wonder he directly rejected him in the Immortal Fallen Island inheritance!
"You want to learn? I'll teach you!" Ye Junlin remembered a line from a movie and said casually.
Liu Huangshu's pupils shook, and there was an undisguised expectation on his face, "Rea, really?"
Although it was a bit embarrassing, it was worth it to learn new things and improve his formation skills.
"Just kidding, don't take it seriously." Ye Junlin waved his hand.
Liu Huangshu was stunned, holding back for a long time before blurting out:
"Damn, you're playing with me!" The sight of this tragedy filled the warriors of the Nine Hells with dread.
They realized this was a trap to lure them in deep!
After all, who knew this world had such a powerful Array Saint, who had set up a series of arrays early on, waiting for them to walk right into the net?
If they had known, they would definitely have had contingency plans and wouldn't have chosen such an aggressive approach!
But now, it was too late!
This fleet of Saintly Ships was an important force in the Nine Hell Army, and now its near destruction was a heavy loss for the whole.
"Damn it, how dare you play us for fools! Who set up these arrays? Step forward!" Nine Hell General Luo Man could no longer contain the anger in his heart, his face flushed red as he roared.
Boom!
Terrifying Saintly Qi surged like a vast river, sweeping across the heavens and earth. This Saintly might was far stronger than everyone before him combined.
The Heavenly Dao of the Saintly Realm trembled in fear, hiding and daring not to make a sound.
Because it could feel that this creature from another realm was extremely powerful!
Luo Man, from the Asura clan, was at the peak of the Ancient Saint realm. He was conferred the title of Grand Prince in the clan, holding a very high position.
He was ordered to lead the conquest of the Saintly Realm this time to win a completely crushing victory.
However, since the army entered the Saintly Realm, it had been in a state of constant attrition.
In contrast, the Heavenly Court was unscathed!
This was in stark contrast to his King's army!
It was like being struck on the head, leaving him dizzy!
Everyone's heart sank, and their expressions became solemn.
Luo Man's aura made them feel very uneasy. Compared to him, the previous group of Nine Hell Saints were like mere lackeys.
Ye Junlin's eyes flashed with amusement, "I set them up, so what?"
Luo Man's gaze penetrated the layers of thunder and storms, landing on Ye Junlin's body. His eyes burst out with a terrifying cold light, and his tone was extremely murderous.
"So, it's you!!!"
Besides being a leader of the Nine Hell Army, Luo Man also had another identity: a confidant of Clan Leader Luo Wuliang. Because of the Little Princess's matter, the Clan Leader had given him a death order: he must destroy the Heavenly Court and kill the Lord of the Heavenly Court to vent the Little Princess's anger!
Now, this culprit had cleverly used a series of schemes, causing his Saintly Ship army to suffer heavy losses. Wasn't this slapping him in the face?
Luo Man felt a great humiliation and laughed in anger: "Do you think you can stop us with these arrays? Next, you will understand that all of this is in vain. The result will not change, and that is that you will all die, and this world will perish with you!"
Ye Junlin sneered: "Then you can try. I want to see what other abilities you have."
"Heh heh, then let me show you the terror brought about by the Calamity-level World Extinction Order!" Luo Man stood tall and majestic on the Bone Dragon, holding his battle blade high above his head, his tone extremely oppressive:
"Pass down my order, the entire army launches an attack on the Heavenly Court!"
Rumble~
The rows of war fortresses originally stationed in the rear, after receiving the order, rushed towards their destination in unison.
Each towering and magnificent war fortress, comparable to a planet, moved rapidly in the sky like a steel behemoth. At this time, they gathered together densely, creating an extremely terrifying scene.
To be honest, if the Immortal Realm had not already transformed into a Saintly Realm, with the previous world scale, it probably wouldn't have been able to accommodate so many war fortresses!
Moreover, each war fortress was built with ultra-high-density Saintly Iron. The interior of the fortress contained a massive number of Saintly teams, each led by a group of Ancient Saint-level experts. They were the most terrifying force in the Nine Hell Army!
For a time.
Gale winds howled, and the void shattered.
Densely packed figures rushed out of the fortresses, their bodies glowing, like hundreds of thousands of great suns in the sky, the scene was extremely shocking!
"This…" The Heavenly Court's people were shocked, their hearts trembling wildly.
Only because, without exception, all the figures that rushed out were emitting the aura of Ancient Saint-level cultivation!
The vast Saintly Qi, like a sea, covered the heavens and the earth, causing the entire world to lose its luster and all its brilliance.
The thunder and storms that could easily tear apart Saintly Ships were like small waves at this moment, crossed by their physical bodies, without any need to resist!
This scene really shocked everyone!
How strong is an Ancient Saint?
For example, an ordinary Ancient Saint can suppress hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Saints with a wave of his hand!
Compared to Heavenly Saints having the blessing of Saintly Marks, Ancient Saints also have their own differences, that is, they can condense Saintly Intent!
The level of Saintly Intent is directly related to future prospects, and the role of Saintly Intent is to integrate into every move and style, erupting with far more terrifying power than before!
This is the superiority of being an Ancient Saint!
Theoretically, a small Saintly Dao world, at best, can only give birth to one Ancient Saint. Only in a medium-sized Saintly Dao world will the number of Ancient Saints increase, but there are not many, at most three digits.
At this moment, this Nine Hell Army actually had as many as one hundred thousand Ancient Saints. Just imagine how despairing this should be!
This is the most terrifying aspect of the Calamity-level World Extinction Order.
Faced with the combined siege of one hundred thousand Ancient Saints, any medium-sized Saintly Dao world will perish.
Not to mention the Saintly Realm, which is a newly developed world?
No wonder so many creatures in the universe were not optimistic about the Heavenly Court before, feeling that the Heavenly Court was inviting fire to burn itself, seeking its own destruction. After all, the gap in strength was too great, there was no suspense at all!
"See, this is the difference. I admit that your Heavenly Court has some ability, but it is far from enough to oppose my Nine Hells!" Luo Man's posture was high above, sneering.
The people of the Heavenly Court fell silent, and no one refuted.
Now, they can only pin their hopes on that silver-haired youth.
Strangely.
Not only did Ye Junlin not feel panic, but even when he saw these one hundred thousand Ancient Saints appear, his eyes revealed a hint of fiery desire, like a poor man seeing a large amount of gold, wanting to put it all into a sack…
"Good, good, good, I've been waiting for you!"
After saying that, Ye Junlin took a step forward, flashed out of the Heavenly Court, and intercepted in front of these one hundred thousand figures.
But in the eyes of the vast number of ignorant cultivators, his figure seemed so lonely and desolate.
"Heavenly Emperor…" Many people wept bitterly, their hearts deeply touched.
"The Heavenly Emperor is to protect us, to fight to the death alone!" An old man with white hair and a wrinkled face burst into tears, kneeling on the ground, watching the majestic silver-haired figure, lamenting.
"Even if we accompany him to death, it's worth it!" Another young man sobbed.
The five great Saintly Domains, all living beings mourned, and cries rose and fell.
In the eyes of countless cultivators, the Lord of the Heavenly Court's actions were too courageous, and an invisible layer of tragic color was rendered!
Worthy of the oath to protect the Saintly Realm!
Hearing these cries, Ye Junlin's heart was very speechless.
Hey, hey, hey, aren't you guys overacting?
Who said I was going to die?
I'm about to officially show off, okay! Alone, are you here to die? That's right, the trash behind you can't help you anyway," Luo Man sneered.
Ye Junlin said meaningfully, "Isn't it just me, surrounding you all?"
As soon as these words came out.
All the ancient saint-level powerhouses, including Luo Man, were stunned.
"Hahahaha..."
Suddenly, loud laughter rang out one after another, filled with mockery.
The ancient saints looked at Ye Junlin as if they were looking at an idiot!
Luo Man mocked, "This dignified Lord of the Heavenly Court seems to have been frightened silly by us, even saying such stupid things!"
Ye Junlin was not annoyed, and said in a pitying tone, "In my eyes, you have come from afar just to die, because killing you... is as easy as flipping my hand."
Hearing this.
The laughter stopped abruptly.
What replaced it was a boundless sea-like killing intent, filling every inch of space!
Every ancient saint-level powerhouse stared at Ye Junlin, their faces full of murderous aura.
Luo Man's face was gloomy. He really couldn't understand why this person dared to talk so big even at this point?
Could it be just a quick retort before death?!
"You all, go and grind this person to ashes!" Luo Man, as the highest-ranking commander in the legion, pointed to several Jiuyou powerhouses and ordered.
In an instant, four terrifying figures flashed out like ghosts, launching attacks from Ye Junlin's four directions, each with the blessing of saintly intent. They were extremely cautious, not giving him any chance.
These four ancient saints felt that Ye Junlin was a sixth-order formation saint, afraid that he understood spatial formations, so they wanted to seal off the surrounding space in advance to prevent him from playing any tricks.
But they were obviously overthinking it. Ye Junlin didn't intend to do that at all.
Faced with the suppression of the four ancient saints, a wonderful system prompt sounded in his mind,
[Ding, detecting that the host is encountering an attack from an enemy at the first level of Ancient Saint, triggering the passive effect of becoming stronger when encountering the strong, gaining the cultivation of the second level of Ancient Saint!]
The next moment.
Ye Junlin burst out with an extremely terrifying aura, and the constant flow of holy power within his body, and the center of his eyebrows was still shining, which was a sign of the condensation of holy intent.
Boom~!!!!!
The four Jiuyou ancient saints only felt a vast force pressing down on them. Even they were afraid of the holy power, and their blood almost solidified.
"Not good!"
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Ye Junlin unscrupulously released his newly acquired power, directly blasting these four Jiuyou ancient saints into the air, and their blood splattered on the earth.
Silence!
Dead silence!
Everyone stared blankly.
The Jiuyou ancient saints were silent at first, and then burst into an uproar.
Luo Man was shocked, his tone with undisguised surprise, "You, you are also an ancient saint!"
To be honest, this was very scary.
How long has the Holy Realm been developing, and an ancient saint has been born?
You know, even the Heavenly Dao of this world is only half-step Heavenly Saint, how could there be creatures cultivating to the realm of Ancient Saint under such restrictions of the Holy Dao rules?
This is simply unbelievable!
It goes against common sense!
"Is this the power of the ancient saint? It feels really different..." Ye Junlin calmed down and carefully felt the completely different power in his body, with a subtle arc on the corner of his mouth.
Especially the so-called Holy Intent, which brought him a great improvement!
"Strange, why do I feel that the holy intent of those four guys just now is not as powerful as mine?" Ye Junlin frowned, this feeling was extremely obvious to him.
If the holy intent of those four guys is compared to soft mud, then his holy intent is hard steel!
This is also why the holy intent of the four people dissipated as soon as they collided!
It's not even the same level!
"Tongzi, come and explain." Ye Junlin said.
At this time, asking the system is the right choice.
[Ding, answering the host, the Holy Intent is divided into six stages: Scholar-grade Holy Intent, Lord-grade Holy Intent, King-grade Holy Intent, Emperor-grade Holy Intent, Venerable-grade Holy Intent, and Emperor-grade Holy Intent. Under normal circumstances, the Holy Intent condensed by the Ancient Saint is Scholar-grade Holy Intent, which is the lowest!]
[And what the host currently possesses is the King-grade Holy Intent! Because the host condensed the Great Heavenly Throne during the Immortal Emperor period, breaking through the Ancient Saint comes with the King-grade Holy Intent!]
[Friendly reminder, the Holy Intent can be improved. The stronger the grade, the greater the help to the later realm. To break through the Holy King realm, the Holy Intent must first be the King-grade Holy Intent!]
The system explained.
Ye Junlin suddenly understood, so that's how it is!
Unexpectedly, the level of the Immortal Emperor is so important, and it has an extremely huge connection to the Holy Realm later on.
Starting directly with the King-grade Holy Intent is really awesome!
No wonder those four people were so vulnerable, the gap in the Holy Intent was too great.
"It's really too weak, is there anyone stronger? Or you can all come together!" Ye Junlin immediately released harsh words.
Luo Man was greatly enraged, his eyes filled with intense killing intent, and he roared: "Kill this native!"
He realized that Ye Junlin was simply a terrifying threat, and he had grown to this point in just a short time.
It would not be an exaggeration to call him a rare monster in the world!
Fortunately, he led the team to suppress him, otherwise the threat to Jiuyou would be even greater if it was later!
Swish swish swish~
A group of ancient saint-level powerhouses could no longer hold back their anger and acted one after another, with great momentum, determined to kill this arrogant man.
Indeed, bullying the few with the many, making such a big fuss to deal with one person is embarrassing to think about, but so what?
Special treatment during special times!
Anyway, keep your mouth shut when you go back!
"Good!"
Looking at the ancient saints surging towards him, Ye Junlin was not flustered at all, his expression was extremely excited.
Behind him, the phantom of the Human Emperor Banner was looming. The several dead souls of the four Jiuyou ancient saints who had just died were now being refined in the banner, enhancing the power of the Human Emperor Banner.
This thing is like stacking killing books, the more you stack, the greater the power!
Those who have played this type of game understand!
Boom boom boom...
One holy technique after another came like a storm, containing terrifying power.
[Ding, detecting that the host is encountering an attack from an enemy at the fourth level of Ancient Saint, triggering the passive effect of becoming stronger when encountering the strong, gaining the cultivation of the fifth level of Ancient Saint!]
[Ding, detecting that the host is encountering an attack from an enemy at the sixth level of Ancient Saint, triggering the passive effect of becoming stronger when encountering the strong, gaining the cultivation of the seventh level of Ancient Saint!]
[Ding, detecting that the host is encountering an attack from an enemy at the eighth level of Ancient Saint, triggering the passive effect of becoming stronger when encountering the strong, gaining the cultivation of the ninth level of Ancient Saint!]
System prompts sounded one after another.
The aura on Ye Junlin's body was also climbing frantically, causing the world to change color.
His every punch, palm, and finger, blessed by the King-grade Holy Intent, seemed to have transformed into a deadly weapon, directly cutting a bloody path among tens of thousands of ancient saints!
"Ah..."
Miserable screams and wails were endless.
Holy blood poured down like heavy rain, dyeing the sky blood red.
During this period, ancient saints fell one after another, and their dead souls were sucked into the Human Emperor Banner.
When the time was right, Ye Junlin directly held the Human Emperor Banner in one hand and the Human Emperor Sword in the other, killing in and out!
Amidst countless shocking gazes in the world, the silver-haired youth slaughtered frantically like a god of death, and the lives of the ancient saints in his hands were like leeks, wantonly harvested!
"This, how is this possible?!" Luo Man's scalp was numb, and he exclaimed in horror.
The opponent's cultivation was not only similar to his, both being at the ninth level of Ancient Saint, but also so powerful, far surpassing powerhouses in the same realm.
"Wait, his holy intent is the King-grade Holy Intent!"
After seeing the clues, Luo Man's eyelids twitched wildly.
Even he had only condensed the pseudo-King-grade Holy Intent. Why was this native one step ahead of him?
"No wonder the Heavenly Emperor is fearless, it turns out that he has hidden such a strong cultivation base. We are saved now!" Bu Qianfan said excitedly.
Looking at the silver-haired figure who was invincible and invincible in the sea of people, Li Ruotong was stunned, and a huge wave was set off in her heart.
Originally, she thought that breaking through to True Saint would at least allow her to follow in the other party's footsteps, but the other party's cultivation speed was so fast that it was unbelievable. It had only been a short time before he became an Ancient Saint. She could hardly see his back now!
"Compared to this man, my aptitude is too bad..." Li Ruotong was saddened and deeply hit.
These words also left a group of Heavenly Court cultivators speechless, and they were also hit to the point where they could not refute.
Indeed!
Their strongest is only in the realm of True Saint, and there is still a long way to go from Heavenly Saint, but that man is already an Ancient Saint.
There is really no way to compare, no way to compare!
"Master is Master, always walking in front of us, and usually so low-key, just hiding a little bit of cultivation, admire, admire~" Li Wujie looked admired and exclaimed.
A trace of fluctuation appeared on Hong Qianye's expression, and he coughed a few times and said lightly:
"This is all normal operation."
With the previous experience, he was already accustomed to Ye Junlin's strange speed of improvement. He was simply getting stronger when encountering the strong, without a limit!
Under the shocked gazes of everyone, Ye Junlin slaughtered his way through the ancient saints, blood raining down.
He fought against ten thousand, invincible!
After all, Ye Junlin possessed King-Grade Sacred Intent, while these ancient saints of the Nine Hells mostly had Soldier-Grade Sacred Intent, with the slightly stronger ones having Lord-Grade Sacred Intent, creating a huge gap from this point alone.
In addition, he had the Human Emperor Sword and the constantly strengthening Human Emperor Banner, like a tiger king charging into a pack of jackals, ferociously devastating, deciding victory almost instantly.
Originally, there were one hundred thousand ancient saints, but in no time, more than ten thousand were slaughtered!
Luo Man's scalp went numb; he had to personally intervene!
Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!
"A bunch of trash, get out of my way!"
A furious roar, like a thunderclap.
The rolling Asura Qi transformed into dark purple wings, creating considerable airwaves with each flap.
Swish ~
Luo Man, wielding a battle blade, leaped up, his figure transforming into a chilling black arc, bursting forth with extreme terrifying power, shaking away the Nine Hell ancient saints along the way, and in a series of shocked gazes, charged directly towards Ye Junlin.
Ye Junlin, having just killed a strong opponent, sensed a violent aura rapidly approaching from his left rear, and this aura was the only one that made him take it seriously!
Clang ~!
The blade and sword collided fiercely, and the surging sword and blade energy raged violently.
Ye Junlin, wielding the Human Emperor Sword, used the blade to block the sharp blade, making it difficult to advance even an inch.
"Die!"
Luo Man roared angrily, his eyes bloodshot like a beast, countless Asura Qi entwined around the battle blade, the power rapidly stacking, like a majestic sacred mountain pressing down.
Who knew, Ye Junlin remained unmoved, the sword body of the Human Emperor Sword bursting forth with golden light, dazzling to the extreme.
The two sides exchanged blows again, blades and swords clashing, the sound of metal striking incessantly!
During the battle, Luo Man's initial enthusiasm quickly turned to ice, and his heart became increasingly uneasy.
Because he discovered that no matter how hard he tried, he could always be easily blocked by the other party, as if with ease.
You must know.
His Asura Qi was dark purple, second only to the dark red of the royal family, and most importantly, it had been developed to the extreme, increasing attack, defense, and speed by ninety times on the original basis!
This was the peak value that dark purple Asura Qi could develop, enough to prove Luo Man's extraordinary status as a trusted aide of the clan leader.
Moreover, the battle blade he wielded was also a top-grade ancient saint artifact; under this combination, one blade could kill an ordinary ancient saint, and two blades could kill a slightly stronger ancient saint.
As a result, he still couldn't hurt Ye Junlin, not even suppress him!
This was very frustrating!
Seeing that the other party was faintly flustered, Ye Junlin's mouth curled into a meaningful smile,
"It seems that you are nothing more than this ~"
Boom!
Luo Man's figure was blasted away by a force, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and he angrily shouted: "What are you guys standing there for? Hurry up and attack!"
"Yes!"
The ancient saints watching the battle were depressed.
Damn, we thought you were going to fight one-on-one; turns out you still want us to lend you a hand?
Knowing that the situation was critical, the ancient saints did not dare to be negligent, and one by one, they launched a surprise attack on Ye Junlin.
With the addition of sufficient reinforcements, Luo Man felt much less pressure and sneered: "We ultimately have the advantage in numbers; as long as we continue to hold you back, you will eventually be exhausted!"
"Is that so?"
Ye Junlin said playfully.
He knew the other party's plan, after all, with tens of thousands of ancient saints as support, under the effect of human wave tactics, he would be gradually worn down, the so-called ants killing an elephant, that's the principle.
But unfortunately, he had this trump card, just holding it in his hand for now.
Because the time was not yet ripe!
"Kill ah ah ah ~!!!!!"
The shouts of killing shook the sky and the earth, turning the sun and moon upside down.
In the sorrowful gazes of the Five Great Sacred Domains, tens of thousands of ancient saint-level powerhouses, led by Luo Man, jointly besieged the silver-haired figure.
This battle was earth-shattering, mountains and rivers shattered, day and night frantically alternated, and terrifying phenomena emerged.
Ye Junlin charged left and right among the figures in the sky, but it could be noticed that his speed was getting slower and slower, and his momentum was not as unstoppable as it was at the beginning.
The main reason was that the presence of a powerhouse like Luo Man greatly increased the combat power of this ancient saint team.
Originally, at this point in time, he could have slaughtered more than ten thousand ancient saints, but now he had only killed less than five thousand, the efficiency directly reduced by half, which shows how great the threat of the other party was!
"Hehe, are you starting to feel strained!" Luo Man pressured him while attacking.
Ye Junlin's eyes flashed, "If you want to play, I'll play with you to the end!"
As he spoke, a wave rippled through his body, and two other silver-haired figures walked out, exactly the same in height and appearance, like a one-to-one replica.
"This, this is?!"
Luo Man's eyes widened; he could clearly feel that the aura of the two extra figures was the same, without the slightest difference.
This was very terrifying!
It meant that these were two incarnations with the same strength as the main body!
"One of me is enough to give you a headache, so what if there are three of me? How will you deal with it?"
Ye Junlin said playfully.
This was a great divine power, One Qi Transforming into Three Pure Ones!
To be honest, Ye Junlin hadn't used this move for a long time, mainly because the series of opponents he encountered later were not enough for him to use this kind of move.
After all, if one of him couldn't cope, was there any need for him to create two more?
Now.
Facing the siege of tens of thousands of ancient saints, Ye Junlin, who was unable to split himself, decided to use the long-lost One Qi Transforming into Three Pure Ones to alleviate the situation.
Swish swish swish!
Ye Junlin and the other two incarnations, with their minds connected, launched a fierce attack on the surrounding enemies.
For a time, Luo Man and the others were taken aback and hurriedly responded in a hurry.
Ye Junlin pointed with his sword, and the vast golden sword energy was like a rushing river, and the Nine Hell creatures were all killed wherever it went.
The other two incarnations, either used the Fighting Saint Fist or the Great Desolate Imprisoning Heaven Hand, cooperating seamlessly, causing many ancient saints to die in screams.
It is worth mentioning.
The basic combat power of these two incarnations is the same as the main body, except for one difference, and that is Sacred Intent!
Compared to Ye Junlin's King-Grade Sacred Intent, they had the next level, Quasi-King-Grade Sacred Intent.
In this way, their strength would be slightly different.
"Uh ah,"
Luo Man was beaten until he spat out blood, the armor on his body was almost shattered, and his sternum collapsed inch by inch. If it weren't for the Asura Qi repairing his injuries, he would have been lying on the ground by now.
"Kill you first!"
Ye Junlin slashed with his sword, his momentum fierce.
The other two incarnations cleared the way and covered the main body's actions, causing many ancient saints who wanted to intercept to fall one after another.
In desperation, Luo Man seemed to capture a trace of some kind of pattern, and the momentum on his body rose steadily, sweeping in all directions like a storm.
At this moment, his Quasi-King-Grade Sacred Intent officially advanced to King-Grade Sacred Intent! Hahaha, after so many years, I finally made it!"
After reacting, Luo Man was overjoyed, which meant he had the qualifications to break through to the Saint King realm later.
The key is that the King-grade Saint Intent could bring him a considerable increase in strength, which was very helpful for the current battle.
Looking at the silver-haired youth in front of him, Luo Man's eyes were full of killing intent.
Once, he was also a well-known super genius of the Asura clan. Later, he was appreciated by the patriarch and served under him. All along, the only younger generation he admired was the Great Prince, a peerless evildoer. After all, his bloodline and aptitude were stronger than his, so he accepted his loss willingly.
But in this remote indigenous world, there was a humble human race with such outstanding aptitude, even surpassing the Great Prince by a bit, which made Luo Man unable to accept all of this.
"I must kill you, otherwise the consequences will be endless!"
Luo Man roared with red eyes, carrying his saber directly towards the long sword swung down by Ye Junlin.
In an instant, the metal trembling sound exploded to the extreme, and the saber and sword energy shot out frantically like a rain of pear blossoms, causing the surrounding ancient saints to flee in panic, not daring to get too close.
The battle between the two sides continued, and the two figures intersected and crisscrossed like the speed of light.
In the process, the number of Nine Nether Ancient Saints was sharply reduced, from 80,000 to 70,000, and then all the way down to 40,000!
The battle situation was extremely tragic!
At this moment.
Ye Junlin's other two clones suddenly dissipated in the air on their own.
There was no other reason, purely because the consumption of One Qi Transforming into Three Purities was too great, and he was unable to maintain this state.
Seeing this scene, the 40,000 Ancient Saint-level powerhouses who had been frightened, seemed to see hope, and their fighting spirit became high.
"Everyone, join forces to besiege that human!"
"Help General Luo, kill the Lord of the Heavenly Court!"
"Kill!"
Seeing this situation, the blood in Luo Man's body boiled again. If he relied on his own strength, there was no possibility of winning. There was still a chance of dying together, but he wanted to go back alive, so he had been supporting it until now.
Fortunately, things finally took a turn for the better!
The disappearance of the two clones meant that the other party had little Saint Power left in his body, which was an extremely dangerous signal for saints.
As long as they continued to attack in groups, jackals could also kill tigers!
"Hehe, you're dead this time." Luo Man grinned.
Strangely, Ye Junlin didn't panic at all, as if he had expected this situation.
Although the Saint Power in his body, after the previous consumption, was only less than 30% left, he was fearless, and the corner of his mouth raised a playful smile:
"The time is ripe, it's you who should die!"
"Come out, all of you!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
The Human Emperor Banner in his hand shook violently, and the flag released boiling black smoke. Ghostly cries and wolf howls came from inside. In the next second, in Luo Man's unbelievable eyes, countless black-qi-encircled phantoms rushed out, like a volcanic eruption, shaking the earth and moving the mountains. The scene was very spectacular...
Inside the Heavenly Court, Liu Huangshu and the others were anxious and worried.
It was true that Ye Junlin stood alone, killing in and out of the Ancient Saint army, with divine might covering the world, invincible, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the situation was still not optimistic, that was, with the continuous consumption of the battle, Ye Junlin would fall into a disadvantage, until he was dragged down alive to death.
This scene was something they didn't want to see no matter what.
However, facing this level of competition, they couldn't intervene at all, and they didn't even have the qualifications to participate in the war. They could only be anxious in the rear, and this feeling was very uncomfortable.
"Wait, look quickly, what did the Heavenly Emperor summon?!" Tong Wudi pointed his finger and exclaimed.
Everyone focused their attention and looked over. When they saw countless strange figures rushing out of the Human Emperor Banner, their scalps tingled and their backs felt a bone-chilling chill.
They saw that the Nine Nether cultivators who had just died seemed to be resurrected at this moment, densely packed appearing on the battlefield.
"This, what's going on?!"
A group of Nine Nether Ancient Saints were dumbfounded. They had never seen such a strange scene, because this group of figures were all companions they knew, and they actually reappeared at this time.
Strangely, their condition was very wrong. They were surrounded by evil black energy, without a trace of living breath, their eyes were blood red, and their faces were ferocious.
"Kill them for me!"
Ye Junlin gave an order, experiencing the feeling of controlling an army of undead.
Under the transformation in the Human Emperor Banner, this group of Nine Nether cultivators had become soul slaves. No matter what they were like before they were alive, they would unconditionally be loyal to him after death.
"Roar!!"
The roars like fierce ghosts sounded one after another.
Like a collective riot, countless soul slaves rushed towards the remaining Nine Nether Ancient Saints aggressively, their goal was the same, to kill this group of living beings.
"Not good!" The remaining Nine Nether Ancient Saints' faces changed drastically, and they had to give up focusing their fire on Ye Junlin and instead deal with this group of strange soul slaves.
The most deadly thing was that the more than 60,000 Ancient Saints who had died before also launched a fierce attack on them.
60,000 Ancient Saint-level soul slaves, plus millions of Saint-level soul slaves assisting from the side, quickly defeated them, causing heavy casualties!
Whether it was the number or the overall strength, they formed a certain suppressive force on them.
"Ah!"
Wails and screams resounded between heaven and earth.
During the period, the dead Ancient Saint-level powerhouses, their souls entered the Human Emperor Banner one after another, and then transformed into the form of soul slaves, continuing to besiege other living Ancient Saint powerhouses, forming a perfect closed loop.
The number sharply decreased from 40,000 to 30,000, 20,000, 10,000...
Luo Man, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, was so frightened that beads of sweat overflowed from his forehead. He turned his head and stared at the culprit, his eyes revealing deep horror, and he trembled:
"You, what kind of evil treasure do you have in your hand? You can actually enslave the souls of the dead, and you can still maintain the same combat power as before you were alive!"
Luo Man knew very well that this was all brought by the Human Emperor Banner in Ye Junlin's hand. This kind of magic weapon had such a heaven-defying function, far surpassing all the holy artifacts he had seen before.
If this were known by the major forces in the universe, it would definitely set off a bloodbath, and countless strong people would be willing to take risks and fight for this treasure.
With all the soul slaves released by the Human Emperor Banner, the battle situation was reversed in an instant, and Ye Junlin instantly occupied an absolute advantage.
You must know that this was what he was waiting for!
The souls of the dead before would become his soul slaves. This powerful Nine Nether Legion would eventually fall into his hands and be used by him!
"You don't need to ask too much about this, anyway, you will soon become one of them, hehe~"
Ye Junlin's smile was meaningful, deliberately stopping to appreciate the expression on the other party's face before he died.
These words directly made Luo Man's mentality explode. Looking at the soul slaves all over the sky frantically encircling and suppressing his army, at this moment, he seemed to lose all his strength and means, and only deep despair remained in his heart!
"No..." Before long, under the frenzied siege of the Soul Slave army, the already devastated Nine Nether Army was completely annihilated, with Luo Man being the only survivor!
At this moment, the sky was filled with terrifying figures, surrounded by eerie black mist, making people shudder. Pairs of blood-red eyes stared intently at the Asura clan powerhouse, as if at Ye Junlin's command, they would rush forward and tear him to shreds without hesitation!
Looking at the familiar faces around him, Luo Man felt a chill in his heart. He knew that this group of monsters had been his subordinates not long ago, but now they had become puppets manipulated by that man.
Just thinking about it made Luo Man so angry that he wanted to vomit blood!
Ye Junlin raised the Human Emperor Banner in his hand and said playfully, "Should I invite you in, or will you go in yourself? Choose one."
Luo Man said with a look of grief and indignation, "Your actions will surely be punished, and the Nine Nether will never let you off!"
The thought of being enslaved by the other party after death filled Luo Man with a feeling worse than death.
Rather than that, he might as well end it himself, destroying both body and soul, so that he could die with some dignity!
Having made up his mind, a look of determination flashed in Luo Man's eyes, and he began to mobilize his Saint Origin to self-destruct. Cracks appeared on the surface of his skin, and wisps of terrifying energy emanated from them.
"Heh, you still want to self-destruct? Did I give you that chance?"
Ye Junlin had been prepared for this, and with a single, swift strike of his sword, he took Luo Man's head in an instant.
The whole process was unimaginably fast.
This sword gathered all of Ye Junlin's power and had been planned for a long time. Luo Man was already in a state of decline, and he couldn't resist this sword at all.
A large amount of blood spurted out, and a head flew high into the air. The expression on his face was full of astonishment, as if he hadn't expected the sword to be so fast and accurate!
It is worth mentioning that even so, Luo Man did not die immediately, because his Asura Qi also had self-healing abilities. Even if he was chopped into mincemeat, he could recover, which was no less than the Undying Blood Clan.
However, this caused Luo Man to temporarily lose more precise control over his body, just like a slight pause in a high-speed rotating gear. It was precisely because of this that the Saint Origin, which was about to self-destruct, was temporarily stopped.
Taking advantage of this gap, Ye Junlin launched an even more violent offensive.
Boom!!!
The golden sword light soared into the sky, and the sword energy was like a hurricane piercing through the firmament.
In this devastating attack, Luo Man's body gradually disintegrated, bit by bit disappearing into the heavens and earth.
"Get in here!"
Ye Junlin raised the Human Emperor Banner and shouted.
Instantly, a wisp of horrified soul was absorbed into it, his eyes filled with extreme unwillingness.
In a short while, a slightly illusory figure surrounded by eerie black energy emerged from the Human Emperor Banner, its eyes blood-red like a beast, cold and emotionless. The aura it exuded was the most powerful, making the surrounding Soul Slaves feel a trace of fear.
It was Luo Man after being transformed by the Human Emperor Banner!
Ye Junlin looked at the masterpiece in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.
After all, he had witnessed Luo Man's abilities, a top powerhouse in the Ancient Saint Realm, possessing King-Grade Saint Intent like him.
Now that the Heavenly Court lacked decent high-end combat power, Luo Man's joining could effectively fill this gap.
"receive! (Shōu!)"
With a clear shout.
The Soul Slaves surrounding him, including Luo Man who had just come out, all rushed back into the Human Emperor Banner.
Rumble~
The Human Emperor Banner, empowered by the massive number of Soul Slaves, released an extremely terrifying aura at this moment. The entire vast sky was dark and gloomy, the atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating, and red lightning constantly intertwined between the heavy dark clouds, the scene was terrifying.
This gave Ye Junlin a sudden illusion that as long as he waved it a few times, he could kill a top Ancient Saint like Luo Man!
This was the power of the Human Emperor Banner. The more Soul Slaves it collected, the stronger its power would be. If he was afraid of consuming too much of his own power when using it, he could also release all the Soul Slaves at once to act as thugs.
After understanding this, Ye Junlin put away the magic weapon.
Soon, the dark clouds in the sky quickly dissipated, and bright sunshine shone down. The tall and majestic figure was draped in a layer of brilliant light, setting him off like a god.
Countless people stared blankly, lost in thought.
"Everyone, those extraterrestrial demons have been wiped out by the Heavenly Emperor, and our Saint Realm is safe!" A young man reacted, tears of excitement welling up in his eyes, and shouted.
Immediately, more and more cultivators came back to their senses. Realizing that the crisis was over, they were overjoyed and cheered.
Countless creatures prostrated themselves in worship, regarding Ye Junlin as a savior.
"The Heavenly Emperor's divine might is unparalleled, invincible throughout the starry sky!"
"We won! Hahaha, we won!"
"Thank you, great Heavenly Emperor, we will never forget your kindness!"
Even the Heavenly Dao was subdued by it. In order to help boost the atmosphere, it deliberately created many auspicious phenomena such as golden lotuses springing from the earth, flowers falling from the sky, purple energy coming from the east, ten thousand rays of light, and thousands of auspicious colors.
For a time, the Saint Realm was boiling like the sea, and the whole world was celebrating.
Ye Junlin returned to the Heavenly Court, and everyone's expressions were filled with excitement, even the kind of fanaticism that believers have when they meet a god!
They worshiped him wholeheartedly, completely convinced!
In this situation, he could still reverse the situation and turn defeat into victory, which was simply unbelievable!
"Oh my god, I really love such a Fellow Daoist Ye~" Su Yinghuo, the vixen, looked at the silver-haired youth who had returned victoriously, her beautiful eyes seemed to be sparkling with heart-shaped little stars, her face full of super admiration, her heart pounding like a deer, wishing she could throw herself into his arms.
Seeing Ye Junlin display his divine power and turn the tide, no woman could resist this charm.
Li Ruotong was the same, her breathing slightly rapid, her eyes fixed on Ye Junlin.
That powerful and confident charm once again conquered her, a woman like an eagle, and she couldn't remain calm at all.
"Heavenly Emperor, you are really good at hiding your strength. If we had known you were so powerful, what were we worried about before?" A Half-Saint said admiringly.
"What are you talking about? This is called being low-key!"
"That's right, this is called being low-key. Anyway, everything is under the Heavenly Emperor's control!"
The cultivators were sincerely convinced by this statement.
Liu Huangshu said with emotion, transmitting his voice, "Little Friend Ye, you have given us a great surprise. Now that the Nine Nether Army has fallen into your hands, the strength of our Heavenly Court will greatly increase. After this battle, no one will dare to underestimate the Saint Realm!"
He had personally seen that the dead Nine Nether Saints were summoned by Ye Junlin, and their strength was no different from when they were alive.
In other words, the other party had hundreds of thousands of Ancient Saints, and several million Heavenly Saints, True Saints, and Half-Saints in his hands. This was a terrifying force that could sweep through a medium-sized Saint Dao world!
Who would have thought that the Saints that the Nine Nether had mobilized with great fanfare would end up making wedding clothes for others!
If the Nine Nether high-level officials knew the truth, wouldn't they be so angry that they would vomit blood?
After this battle, Liu Huangshu completely regarded Ye Junlin as the number one evildoer before and after, even the Four Absolutes of the Kunlun Realm back then were far inferior!
This unbelievable speed of promotion, this endless stream of methods, all indicated that the vast starry sky in the future would be dominated by this person!
He only needed to safely assist him from the side to witness this unprecedented miracle!
Ye Junlin smiled and said, "You're right, the Nine Nether Army is in my hands, I can summon them at any time. When the news of victory is spread, I'm curious what kind of expression the extraterrestrial forces will have, hehe~"
Although he held the trump card of the Nine Nether Army in his hand, it did not mean that he could dominate the universe.
After all, this force could at most sweep through a medium-sized Saint Dao world. Facing a high-level Saint Dao world, it would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, an ant trying to shake a tree!
Afterward.
Ye Junlin issued the post-war work, and the Heavenly Court began to dispatch teams to clean up the battlefield.
The wreckage fragments of the Saint Ships were everywhere, and there were also many crashed war fortresses, which could all be recycled for research.
In this technical field, the Saint Realm was at least several levels behind the outside world.
A Kun was not idle either. Taking advantage of this great opportunity, it devoured many corpses of Saint Beasts, and then felt sleepy again, returning to the Storage Beast Bag and falling into a deep sleep.
Because countless Nine Nether Saints had fallen this time, the Heavenly Dao also benefited greatly from it, extracting a large amount of Saint Dao essence that had turned into after death, accelerating its perfection of the Saint Dao rules.
The entire world was expanding crazily during this period, and the cultivation environment was almost comparable to a medium-sized Saint Dao world. It could be said that the Nine Nether fell, and the Saint Realm was full, one whale falls and all things live!
At the same time.
A terrifying figure surrounded by demonic energy was secretly cultivating in the endless abyss.
Thinking of the gains these days, Yu Huasheng showed his white teeth,
"I really bet on the right treasure. Now I only need to refine the corpses of those guys, and I can be promoted to the Ancient Saint Realm. Then I will find an opportunity to devour the Heavenly Dao of this world and replace it. At that time, I may not be able to break through the Saint King!"
"Jie Jie Jie Jie~"
Yu Huasheng felt more and more that he was getting closer and closer to his original bold idea...
All this was due to that man.
As a reward, after he gained power, he would definitely swallow him into the demon fetus and refine him, so as to become a nourishment for him to reach the top of the starry sky!