439: Come and fight! (Two in one)

A brief exchange of blows made the Demon Dog Lord realize that he was no match for this human scoundrel!

The scorching flames covered by the opponent's spiritual power, his universally effective Devouring talent, actually couldn't resolve it; it was just like that stinky old bird from the Demon Domain!

Damn it…

The Demon Dog Lord had clearly broken through to the Saint Realm, so why… was he still so miserable?

“Hold him for one breath,” Lu Bai said.

Just as the two were having this brief conversation, the Martial Saint's attack had already descended; even from such a distance, that punch carried a scorching gust of wind that pierced through space!

Tun Tun: “…”

The Demon Dog Lord could still manage one breath's time!

Boom!

The Devouring Demon Hound's body instantly grew larger, completely engulfing the attack, and a muffled groan was faintly heard, even causing it to retreat several miles before finally blocking the blow.

It was also fortunate that the Demon Dog Lord was strong and sturdy enough to withstand the abuse; otherwise… if it were any other early Saint, they would have fallen on the spot.

“What plan!”

Our Devouring Demon Hound Lord showed a serious face for the first time.

Tun Tun: (눈_눈)

“The plan… is complete.”

Tun Tun: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Damn it!

After Lu Bai answered with a smile, he immediately took a step forward, and after the Martial Saint saw that his punch had not worked, he covered his fist with flames and flashed to appear between the man and the demon.

“Saint Realm Great Demons indeed have endless tricks, but… it's useless!”

“Die!”

But next, before the Martial Saint's punch could land, a light flashed in his crimson eyes, and this light originated from the White-robed Youth in front of him.

“Vajra Demon Subduing Palm!”

Lu Bai shouted, and a solid Buddha's light phantom actually appeared behind him, with one hand raised to his chest, pushing out a palm.

The Great Buddha behind him also performed the same action, delivering this palm, carrying the might of ten thousand Buddhas!

Boom!

This palm made the Martial Saint unable to move; his pupils suddenly contracted, filled with shock for the first time!

A Martial practitioners, proficient in the Dao of the Sword, skilled in Formations, and also a Buddhist Cultivator?

Such a Buddhist Divine Ability, even some eminent monks of Western Regions Buddhism did not possess it; it ignored Realm, suppressing him so he couldn't move!

What a brilliant method!

At this moment, the Martial Saint seemed to understand…

Why the Buddhist Son, who had originally agreed so well, would suddenly change his mind.

Why the Martial Dao Legacy, which had not appeared for hundreds of years, would fall into the hands of this White-robed Youth.

Why the Second Prince, who was high above and looked down upon all beings of Great Zhou, would attach such importance to this Young Sect Master of the Dao Asking Sect!

So…

He alone was a Holy Land!

“I didn't expect that you were also a Buddhist Cultivator…”

The Martial Saint's voice was low, but he wasn't anxious; he just watched himself, enveloped under the huge golden palm.

“But how long can you hold on with such a Buddhist Divine Ability? You are, after all, not a Saint.”

The Martial Saint could sense the rapidly dimming Great Buddha phantom behind Lu Bai, shaking his head slightly, saying mockingly and regretfully.

“Who told you I was holding on?”

In response, Lu Bai just slowly smiled, because at this moment…

A sword fell from the sky!

If anyone here could harm the current Martial Saint, besides the Gengjin Sword Saint, Lu Bai couldn't think of a second person!

The Martial Saint's pupils contracted; he sensed something was wrong, and flames surged from his body, his entire Aura reaching its peak at this moment.

But…

He couldn't break free!

The Martial Saint never expected that Lu Bai, who wasn't even a Saint, could… control him for so long!

Boom!

A golden giant sword fell from the sky, a fully charged sword strike, solidly hitting the Martial Saint's body.

The aftershock sent Lu Bai's body flying, his spotless white robe torn, and just as he was about to smash into the mountains, he was caught by someone.

“My Lord!” the Gengjin Sword Saint quickly said.

“I'm fine.”

Lu Bai waved his hand, and a feeling of weakness immediately came over him, making him dizzy and almost unable to stand.

From fighting the Wu Huang City Quasi-Saint, to setting up a Saint Grade Formation, and then using a Buddhist Divine Ability, even with the spiritual puppets continuously generating spiritual power for twelve hours…

Lu Bai was also completely drained.

“My Lord, it's this old servant's incompetence…”

The Gengjin Sword Saint lowered his head in shame.

If he weren't a Nirvana Realm Sword Saint, how could such a situation have occurred? He had wanted to descend from the clouds earlier to fight the enemy alongside his Lord.

But just as he was about to draw his sword, his Lord dissuaded him, telling him to accumulate Sword Intent in the clouds to reach the peak state for unleashing that sword strike!

Hence, the sword strike from earlier!

…

Purple-red flames burned; was the Martial Saint dead? As good as dead.

If it were his previous self, being confined by Lu Bai's Buddhist Divine Ability and then hit by that sword, he would surely be dead.

But now…

Even though the Martial Saint's life Aura was almost nonexistent, purple-red flames still burned on his body; he seemed to have returned from the underworld and had not fallen!

The Martial Saint's crimson pupils stood upright, his entire Aura climbed again, endless flames burned around him, and his gaze swept over the Gengjin Sword Saint, then over the Devouring Demon Hound, finally landing on Lu Bai.

“Die!”

Boom!

Endless, dazzling, and terrifying flames, accompanied by the Martial Saint's original Fist Intent, this demonic power, just by its mere dispersion, was enough to shake people's hearts.

Could such an enemy truly be dealt with by them?

The experts of Wu Huang City were overjoyed, but before their joy lasted too long, flames fell from the sky, instantly burning them to ashes.

“City Lord!”

Some people didn't even have time to retreat; just because they were too close, they were directly burned to death by these flames.

The Martial Saint had already lost his distinction between friend and foe!

Not far away, looking from outside the Dao Asking Sect, the inside was already ablaze, and the other Dao Asking Sect members waited here.

The battle of the Three Gods Realm no longer held much significance; now, the fate of the two great Holy Lands was decided by this most crucial battle!

“Senior Brother Lu…”

Xiao Qingyun murmured, blood oozing from the gaps in his clenched fists; he had been like this back during the Qingxuan Sect incident, and now it seemed…

Nothing had changed!

He was unwilling, very unwilling; the joy of breaking through to the Yang God Realm and defeating Wuhuang City Young City Lord had long since vanished!

The young man knew very well that if Senior Brother Lu hadn't spoken to stop them earlier, if they hadn't retreated here, they would have fallen on the spot like these people from Wu Huang City!

“Look up,” Ye Chengying said faintly, holding her sword in her arms. “If you feel your strength is insufficient, then leave the sect after this battle.”

“How can there be growth in a greenhouse?”

Xiao Qingyun took a deep breath; he understood that Senior Sister Ye was right, so he kept this in mind, but the young man still couldn't help but ask.

“After this battle? Will we… win?”

“The Dao Asking Sect will not be annihilated, at least not in such a war, right, Old Ye?” Ye Chengying didn't answer directly, but instead looked at Old Ye. “Wu Huang City is just a whetstone, right?”

After entering Sword Mountain for cultivation, Senior Sister Ye's Senior Brother had told her some secrets; at least, the Dao Asking Sect was much, much stronger than it appeared on the surface…

Much stronger!

“After this battle, I will report to the Sect Master, and then inform you all,” Old Ye sighed deeply, slowly saying, indirectly answering Ye Chengying's question.

…

“Is this the power of a demon?”

Lu Bai looked up and saw the Martial Saint suspended in the deep sky like a deity; he realized that he had underestimated the Yao Race in the past.

At this moment, the Yao Race's power continued to swell, and the Martial Saint had even somewhat lost his sanity, not attacking them.

Instead, he was wantonly slaughtering other people within his Perception range, even… the people of Wu Huang City.

In other words…

He hadn't come to Lu Bai yet.

“Hmph! Ignorant! These stupid demons are nothing more than…”

Hearing these words, the Devouring Demon Hound spoke proudly, but just as the words “ignorant” left his mouth, he felt a chilling Sword Intent.

“Don't disrespect My Lord!”

Tun Tun: “…”

“If the Demon Dog Lord were at the same Realm as him, these flames could be swallowed with an open mouth, but there's nothing I can do right now, so…”

Tun Tun said this, looking at Lu Bai.

The meaning was clear: if there were any other plans, he should bring them out for the Demon Dog Lord!

“None left.” Lu Bai smiled, making a bear-shrug gesture.

Tun Tun was stunned.

Huh?

None left!!!

“Plans are gone, but there are reinforcements,” Lu Bai slowly said.

“Where are the reinforcements from? The Demon Dog Lord isn't so easily fooled,” Tun Tun was startled, then snorted and asked.

“Wu Huang City.”

Tun Tun: ???

However…

The moment Lu Bai's words fell, two figures streaked across the sky, bringing incredibly powerful attacks directly at the Martial Saint!

…

The story began earlier…

Boom!

When half of the Dao Asking Sect almost collapsed, such a commotion also attracted the attention of another battlefield, and the two stopped fighting.

“This… is the City Lord's Aura? Why is his body… imbued with the scent of a demon!” Gu Zhenyue was stunned, then his pupils contracted.

With their Saint's Realm, even standing here, they could clearly feel that other battlefield.

“In ancient times, Human Race Martial practitionerss used their fists and bodies as city walls to resist the invasion of the Yao Race. Now, your city is named after ‘Martial Emperor', yet it embraces the power of demons and turns into this monstrous state…” Dao Xuan Yi said faintly.

After speaking, he looked at the burly old man.

“Rumor has it that the City Lord of Wu Huang City is the leader of the Martial Dao in the Eastern Region today, representing the Martial practitionerss of the Eastern Region and even Great Zhou. Meeting him today…”

“He truly lives up to his reputation!”

The burly old man's face flushed, then he snorted coldly, glared at Dao Xuan Yi, and continued to fight.

“The City Lord's actions naturally have his reasons!”

Martial practitionerss were not good with words, so they communicated with their fists, but the two had only exchanged a few blows…

Boom!

The Martial Saint's furious attack, and the resulting aftershocks, caused casualties and injuries among the experts of both the Dao Asking Sect and Wu Huang City!

This scene made Gu Zhenyue lose the will to continue fighting; his Aura was still strong, but he looked like a wilted eggplant.

Seeing this, Dao Xuan Yi bothered no longer, directly bypassing him and heading towards the most important battlefield.

Whoosh!

Yet, a figure followed closely behind him.

“Old Gu, if you block me again, I will truly kill you…”

Dao Xuan Yi's eyes flashed with killing intent; the longer he delayed now, the more dangerous the battlefield there would become.

From the beginning, the mission the Sect Master gave him to hold back the opponent was to prevent the Saint Realm battlefield from expanding; the best scenario was naturally to persuade the opponent.

But now…

Dao Xuan Yi could no longer delay!

“I'll go with you!”

Gu Zhenyue exhaled a turbid breath; in his vision, flames reflected, and screams cut at his ears like sharp swords.

The current City Lord had gone mad!

Thus, the two Saints arrived!

…

Whoosh!

Three people and one demon, four Saints, surprisingly joined forces at this moment, and their opponent was none other than the Martial Saint!

“City Lord, stop! We… can't fight anymore!”

The burly old man advised.

“Wu Huang City has already lost!”

Even if the Saint Realm battle was won, now that Wu Huang City's Saints were involved,

“No…”

“Who says Wu Huang City has lost? This Saint has not lost yet!”

These words seemed to awaken some of the Martial Saint's sanity.

“Lu Bai, now that you possess Saint Realm combat power, you can no longer attack Cultivators below the Saint Realm. This level of battle…”

“You will definitely lose!”

Even though the Martial Saint was disheveled at this moment, and seemed somewhat possessed, his crimson vertical pupils seemed to be filled with the character “kill”!

“Without you, my Wu Huang City's Three Gods Realm army's iron hooves will trample your Dao Asking Sect!”

Lu Bai looked at him calmly and slowly said, “Don't you understand yet? They are no longer willing to attack.”

The Martial Saint was stunned and looked down.

The Martial practitionerss of Wu Huang City, who had once, or rather, before the war, been absolutely obedient to him, now showed a hint of fear.

Even his own offspring were the same.

“Kill!” the Martial Saint roared, issuing a command, his voice like thunder, deafening.

But…

This posture only made the Wu Huang City Cultivators' hearts tremble, but they… were unwilling to act again.

“Is this your Martial Dao? If it's just like this… you are not worthy of the title Martial Saint, and as for Martial Emperor, you are still far from it.”

Lu Bai looked at him and shook his head.

The Martial Emperor's power was not just his Realm; even his fragmented memories after falling, unable to recall his past life, still left behind a Legacy and a glimmer of hope for future generations.

“This Saint is not worthy, this Saint is still far from it?” the Martial Saint murmured.

He stared at Lu Bai; though injured, the latter remained calm and composed, while he himself was now fighting multiple opponents, yet he looked so ugly!

Could he…

Still be called a Martial practitioners? Could he still be called… a Martial Saint?

“So that's it… This Saint's Martial Dao had already, unknowingly, gone astray.”

“In that case, this power is better off without!” the Martial Saint suddenly laughed loudly.

Pfft!

The next moment…

The Martial Saint grabbed the wings behind him, his whole body tensing with bulging veins, and tore off these “demonic” wings, disregarding the gushing blood like a pillar, and even disregarding his own face, he placed his palm on the red feathers on his face and pulled hard.

Rip…

Blood splattered, his entire body was a bloody mess, his expression twisted, and his Realm also dropped to the second stage of the Saint Realm.

Coupled with his current weakened state, even Tun Tun, who had just broken through, could easily handle the current Martial Saint.

But the Martial Saint's actions forcibly stripped away the power of the Demonic Saint Pill; now he…

Seemed to be the same Martial Saint who once governed Wu Huang City!

“Lu Bai, come and fight!”