61: Chapter 61 You are not worthy to be my enemy.

Flames surged inside the divine plate, and a sun slowly rose from the sea of fire, its light illuminating all directions and piercing people's eyes.

"This is a Saint-Grade Saint Weapon! The Golden Crow Crimson Flame Plate..."

"Back then, the Second Holy Son obtained the true blood of an ancient Golden Crow and this Great Saint Weapon at a Golden Crow historical site."

Behind them, the Cultivators of the Jiang Clan all trembled in their hearts, their faces filled with apprehension.

As soon as the Great Saint Weapon appeared, its pressure suppressed the mountains and rivers, causing tens of thousands of huge waves to churn in this sea of fire and slam toward the lotus platform where they were located.

At a glance, it felt like the apocalypse had arrived.

The terrifying Aura pressed down so hard that their heart meridians felt like they were about to split open.

"Divine Son Wushang... How should we deal with this?" Carrying faces full of apprehension, many Jiang Clan disciples looked at Xie Wushang.

Xie Wushang was only at the Seventh Realm.

When he crushed the half-step Saint King earlier, everyone just assumed he had used a forbidden weapon.

Now the Second Holy Son was a half-step Saint, and he also held a Great Saint Weapon.

As for who was stronger and who was weaker between the two, no one would know unless Xie Wushang revealed his trump cards.

"A Great Saint Weapon? Just with this, you dare to show off here?" Jiang Nianyang looked at Jiang Xuyang ahead, his face icy cold.

He let out a cold snort, stepped forward, and was about to make a move.

Imperial might diffused from the body of Jiang Nianyang, clearly intending to drive the power of the tianyang treasure mirror to properly teach Jiang Xuyang a lesson.

"Humph, do you really think my daddy is easy to bully?" Jiang Ruoxi also wore an indignant expression. The little fellow stepped forward as well, her jade hand moving as a bead appeared in her palm, emitting an extreme chill. The flames beneath her feet began to extinguish, and the frost turned into an ice bridge.

The item in her palm was clearly a Quasi-Emperor Weapon.

"This Aura... Is it an Emperor Weapon?"

Beside them, Yu Liuyan shuddered, looking at Jiang Nianyang with apprehension.

Then he looked at the bead emerging from Jiang Ruoxi's palm, thinking inwardly, "Is that a Quasi-Emperor Weapon?"

"Noisy!" However, before Jiang Nianyang and Jiang Ruoxi could make a move, Xie Wushang had already taken a large step forward and spoke coldly.

"Emperor Art: Judgment of the Heavens!"

The icy words sounded. Above the head of Xie Wushang, the high sky wriggled as Chaos Qi churned, transforming into a vast Chaos Sea.

Immediately afterwards, within that Chaos Sea, a man manifested wearing purple-gold armor, draped in red silk, with a true dragon and a Phoenix circling around his body. He held a battle halberd, carrying majestic Chaos power, and thrust toward the 'Golden Crow Saint Plate' offered by Jiang Xuyang below.

Boom!

With this halberd thrust, the Void Realm shattered directly.

The Golden Crow Saint Plate trembled, seeming about to fall.

"This Aura is comparable to a Great Saint!" The heart of Jiang Xuyang turned solemn. With a guidance of his hand seals, his essence blood was injected into the Saint plate.

"With my essence blood, feed the Golden Crow spirit..."

Essence blood was injected into the Saint plate.

The flames inside boiled, and immediately a Golden Crow with wings spread wide, measuring a thousand meters, soared out and lunged toward the high sky.

It met the plunging battle halberd head-on.

However, as the halberd fell, in just an instant, it pierced and shattered the Golden Crow.

Taking advantage of the momentum, the halberd descended further, and a halberd radiance burst forth, resembling a galaxy cascading down from the Nine Heavens, knocking down the Golden Crow Saint Plate.

The Saint plate was knocked down, and the halberd radiance bloomed, filling the Void Realm like the light of a galaxy, submerging Jiang Xuyang below.

"The power of this strike is comparable to a Great Saint... How is this possible!" Jiang Xuyang panicked in his heart. With both hands guiding, he sacrificed a shield.

The shield flickered, instantly transforming into nine shields like a thousand-meter iron wall defending above his head, yet it was pierced through in an instant.

Afterwards, the halberd radiance pierced through the Void Realm and directly pierced through the body of Jiang Xuyang.

"No..." Jiang Xuyang cried out mournfully, his body directly knocked down and falling into the fire pool below, kicking up a hundred-meter giant wave.

In the fire pool, waves rolled up. Jiang Xuyang fell into it and passed out. High in the air, the man holding the battle halberd moved his palm and withdrew the halberd. The churning black and white firmament in the sky converged and gradually disappeared into the void.

That Aura that suppressed the heavens was no longer present.

In the divine pool, the Jiang Clan disciples on the lotus platform each sucked in a breath of cold air, looking at the Void Realm ahead with shock-filled faces.

"The Second Holy Son used a Great Saint Weapon with all his strength, yet he was one-shot?"

"Divine Son Wushang is only at the Seventh Realm, and even if he drove a Quasi-Emperor Weapon, he should not be able to unleash a Great Saint strike, right? Yet he one-shotted the Second Holy Son?"

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, unable to believe the scene before their eyes.

The higher the grade of the Saint Weapon, the more majestic the Primordial Spirit power required to drive it.

The consumption of true essence within the body of a Cultivator was also unimaginable to ordinary people.

That bit of true essence from a Seventh Realm Cultivator was far from enough to quench a burning cart of firewood for a Great Saint Weapon.

Not to mention an even higher-tier Quasi-Emperor Weapon?

Therefore, when Jiang Xuyang stepped forward earlier, he was as steady as Mount Tai. He relied on his high cultivation and having a Great Saint Weapon in hand to easily crush the Seventh Realm Xie Wushang. Otherwise, how could he have been so arrogant? Who would have thought that the opponent would rout him with just a single strike.

"Uncle Wushang is so strong!" Behind Xie Wushang, Jiang Nianyang, who was just about to make a move, was stunned.

"The true spirit inherent in the Great Saint Weapon could not even take a single strike from Daddy?" Jiang Ruoxi widened her eyes and looked ahead in disbelief.

Earlier, Jiang Xuyang had stimulated the Saint Weapon spirit with true blood, unleashing a strike comparable to a Great Saint!

Yet he was one-shotted just like that by her own daddy?

"Revered Master, did Uncle Wushang use an Emperor Weapon?" After sucking in a breath of cold air, Jiang Nianyang wore a solemn expression. His mind sank into his Sea of Consciousness to ask his Revered Master. At this moment, he began to feel somewhat unsettled, vaguely feeling that the Uncle Wushang before him was terrifyingly strong.

"No." The spirit of tianyang treasure mirror spoke. At this time, his hands were behind his back and his eyes were like torches, seeing through the Void Realm to look at Xie Wushang.

"No? How is that possible? Uncle Wushang is clearly only at the Seventh Realm. Without using supreme treasures, how can he suppress a Great Saint Weapon?"

Jiang Nianyang widened his eyes with an incredulous expression. Ripples began to stir in his heart, and he could no longer maintain his calm.

"Your uncle here is very strange." The spirit of tianyang treasure mirror said, "This Revered Master cannot see through him either."

"You can not see through him?" The gaze of Jiang Nianyang condensed.

"Disciple, living in the same era as this freak is your misfortune!" The spirit of tianyang treasure mirror withdrew his gaze to look at Jiang Nianyang, carrying a bit of sorrow and a bit of pity, wanting to comfort him, but afraid that saying too much would hurt him.

He could only take a sip of wine and continue looking at Xie Wushang.

At this time, Xie Wushang moved his palm, putting the Golden Crow divine plate, which had shrunk to three feet in size, into his palm.

"A Great Saint Weapon... If it is sold, I suppose it can exchange for quite a few Saint medicines." Xie Wushang whispered.

Mere Great Saint Weapon, he had not taken it to heart.

For him, Cultivate resources were what he urgently needed right now.

After all, not only did he need Cultivate resources himself.

Those more than twenty Revered Masters inside the disaster prison bead were all waiting for precious medicine to enhance their strength and restore their Emperor Realm cultivation.

He was truly poor!

The monthly stipend of a Saint was not enough to fill the gaps between the teeth of his Revered Masters.

"Sell a Great Saint Weapon?" The heart of Jiang Lie skipped a beat as if struck by lightning, staggering backward as if suffering ten thousand points of critical damage.

"This is a Great Saint Weapon! Divine Son Wushang actually wants to sell it?" Jiang Zhao also widened his eyes, crying out inwardly.

"A Great Saint Weapon... Even this old man does not have one! Does this little fellow not know how precious a Great Saint Weapon is? If one appears, Saints will fight until their heads are bloody." The old Fire Dragon Fish Yu Liuyan twitched his eyelids, his teeth chattering directly, and bitterness filled his heart.

"Wait! This Divine Son Wushang directly one-shotted the true spirit of the Great Saint Weapon just now... This is combat strength comparable to a Great Saint!"