88: Chapter 88 Slaying the Great Sage

When Ye Xiu arrived at Yanjing.

He immediately saw a group of Saints besieging the Barrier.

Without a word, he blasted a [Heavenly Emperor Fist] directly at them.

At this moment.

The Tengshe Clan had just blasted open the Barrier and were in a state of excitement.

Furthermore, Ye Xiu had arrived silently.

The fist light at this moment caught them off guard and took them by surprise.

It was mostly a sneak attack.

By the time the Tengshe Clan noticed the fist light, it was too late to dodge, and they could only condense Laws to resist.

But the power of the [Heavenly Emperor Fist] was extremely strong.

Its amplification intensity was something even Ye Xiu found hard to estimate.

It was a Great Dao Technique on par with the [Zhu Xian Style] and was his greatest trump card besides the [Zhu Xian Style].

Boom!

Heaven and earth trembled.

Under the fist light, all Law resistance appeared so pale and powerless.

Four or five weaker Tengshe Clan Saints were directly blasted into dust under this terrifying fist light.

The remaining Saints.

Were also left with injuries of varying severity.

Only the powerhouse whose cultivation had reached the Great Saint Realm hid at the very back of the Saints. After most of the fist light's attack was neutralized, he barely managed to block it.

Just as the Tengshe Clan members were in shock.

Ye Xiu had already taken a step forward and arrived directly beside a Saint.

Die!

The second stage of [Pride of the World] smashed down at point-blank range.

Boom!

Blood mist rose everywhere.

That Saint was suppressed and killed on the spot, exploding apart.

"How dare you."

The Great Saint of the Tengshe Clan had a very ugly expression. Seeing that Ye Xiu intended to attack the other Saints, he immediately charged over, carrying overwhelming thunderlight.

"Dare your ass."

Ye Xiu cursed.

Yang Power condensed into a blade glow. Abandoning his original plan to assassinate the Saints, he directly met the charging Great Saint head-on.

Boom!

Thunderlight and blade glow collided.

The terrifying power fluctuations directly sent the surrounding Saints, who had just reacted, flying tens of thousands of meters away.

"Great Saint? Heh... you're too weak."

Ye Xiu felt the opponent's Law fluctuations and smiled contemptuously.

The Tengshe Clan Great Saint before him was far less powerful than the three from the Fire Rhino Clan.

Within the Great Saint Realm.

He was considered relatively weak.

Even in a head-on confrontation, the gap between the two was extremely slight.

"Kid, you're looking for death."

The killing intent in Teng Xiong's eyes was intense. As the only Great Saint of the Tengshe Clan, he was the sole emperor in the Tengshe Realm.

Yet this Human Race youth, whose Realm he couldn't discern.

Had insulted him time and time again.

This was absolutely intolerable...

"Die for me!"

Teng Xiong poured all his Law power into his Thunder Arts.

Instantly.

Terrifying thunderlight illuminated heaven and earth.

Countless Thunder Dragons condensed from the Thunder Arts. Within just over ten seconds, thousands of Thunder Dragons appeared above the clouds.

Besides that.

Dark clouds shrouded the horizon.

Countless tiny lightning snakes began to fall frantically from the dark clouds like raindrops.

This massive-scale Thunder Art immediately pushed the battle between the two into a fever pitch.

Boom...

The blade glow slashed frantically.

One Thunder Dragon after another was directly slain. The dissipated thunderlight followed the lightning snakes to the ground.

Accompanied by crackling explosions.

The areas surrounding Yanjing City began to be affected.

Inside the city, Sikong Tianwen had a look of resolve in his eyes. After giving the order to open the Barrier, he led over fifty [Tongtian Realm] Martial Practitioners to charge directly at the remaining Saints.

"We of the Daoist Sect cannot be outdone."

The Old Celestial Master spoke to the other two Sect Leaders and also soared into the sky.

Instantly.

Over a hundred [Tongtian Realm] Cultivators turned into streaks of light and rushed out of the newly formed Yanjing Barrier.

Kill!

With a single command.

Both sides began to clash.

Terrifying Laws were colliding.

This part of the world instantly turned into the most fearsome battlefield.

Rumble...

Above the clouds.

The battle between Ye Xiu and the Tengshe Clan Great Saint grew increasingly fierce.

Yang Power, with its Law-breaking attribute, held an Innate advantage.

Even though the Great Saint's Law power consisted of over a thousand strands, Ye Xiu still held his ground.

As the battle continued.

Teng Xiong grew more alarmed the more he fought. The opponent was like a God of War, completely ignoring the attacks of the Thunder Punishment. He could only rely on pure Law power.

To barely manage to clash with him.

"What kind of monster is this human? Why can he be immune to Thunder Punishment?"

He roared unwillingly in his heart.

Yet he didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless.

After all, besides that hundred-meter blade glow, Ye Xiu would also occasionally close in and unleash a blood-colored fist print. That terrifying power meant that even with his Great Saint-Grade cultivation, he risked being heavily injured.

Clang...

Ye Xiu slashed apart dozens of charging Thunder Dragons with a single stroke.

He stomped his foot hard.

Charging directly through the thunderlight, he forced his way toward the Great Saint.

Fist light illuminated the horizon.

A [Heavenly Emperor Fist] was blasted straight at him.

"Damn it..."

The moment Ye Xiu got close, Teng Xiong turned into a bolt of lightning and quickly fled.

"Can you escape?"

Ye Xiu sneered.

The fist light annihilated all Thunder Punishment.

In an instant, it completely enveloped the fleeing Teng Xiong.

Crack... Boom...

Violent explosion ripples sounded in that part of the sky.

At this moment.

Where the fist light covered, it seemed as if the world's Barriers were beginning to crumble.

When the light vanished.

The heavily injured Teng Xiong was still fleeing into the distance. Blood dyed his body red, and his speed had significantly decreased. It was clear he had suffered extremely severe injuries within the fist light.

"Not dead yet? A Great Saint is indeed a Great Saint."

Seeing the only heavily injured Tengshe Clan Great Saint, a hint of surprise flashed in Ye Xiu's eyes, and his figure charged forward once more.

Blood-colored light condensed in his hand.

The second stage of [Pride of the World] attacked again.

"Junior, you dare to kill me?"

Teng Xiong let out a roar, forcibly turning into lightning to flee into the distance again.

"Heh... can you run?"

Ye Xiu's Yang Power erupted, and his speed instantly doubled. He directly ignored the erratic Thunder Arts attacking him.

In just a few seconds, he caught up with the heavily injured Teng Xiong.

Die!

Blood light covered him.

Terrifying power fluctuations directly collapsed this part of the sky.

Boom!

Teng Xiong's entire head was blasted off.

His headless body turned into a giant python several thousand meters long. He wasn't dead yet and was still fleeing into the distance.

"His vitality is quite something."

Holding his blade glow, Ye Xiu continued the pursuit.

Blade light sliced through the sky.

Every strike was a critical hit.

In just over ten seconds, the headless python that Teng Xiong had turned into was quickly sliced into dozens of segments.

But even so.

Those broken python body parts still had Law power lingering on the flesh. He wanted to use the cover of the thunderlight to sneak away.

"Still not dead?"

The surprise in Ye Xiu's eyes grew even deeper. The vitality of a Great Saint was too terrifying.

If he didn't completely crush all of his Law power, it would likely be difficult to kill him entirely.

[Heavenly Emperor Fist] condensed in his hand.

Within the fist light that illuminated the horizon.

These broken python body segments were completely obliterated.

And the remaining Thunder Laws were also forcibly devoured by Ye Xiu into his body, turning into a force to temper his Physical Body.

Crackle...

His entire body flickered with thunderlight.

The leftover Laws after the death of a Great Saint-level Cultivator were very abundant.

Even with Ye Xiu's physique, it took several dozen minutes of refining to completely digest them.

When everything ended.

Ye Xiu's aura had grown significantly once again.

The Yang Power in his body had also reached as many as 11 strands after devouring Teng Xiong's remaining Law power.

Hundreds of miles away.

The terrifying battle was still continuing.

Those Tengshe Clan Saints had naturally sensed Teng Xiong's death.

But at the moment, over a hundred [Tongtian Realm] Cultivators had split them into over a dozen battlefields, so they naturally had no time to worry about anything else.

Clang...

A blade glow sliced through the Void Realm.

Ye Xiu arrived with terrifying killing intent.

In an instant, he arrived at the battlefield belonging to Sikong Tianwen.

The blade glow fell.

The Saint fighting him was immediately sliced and killed on the spot, exploding into blood mist.

Clang...

Boom...

With Ye Xiu's joining.

The battle at Yanjing City soon showed an overwhelming advantage.

Half an hour later.

With the death of the last Saint.

This crisis.

Was completely resolved.

But the price was also very high.

In these short few hours.

Less than half of the hundred or so [Tongtian Realm] Cultivators remained.

"Let's go back first."

Sikong Tianwen sighed. After nodding to Ye Xiu, he led the remaining team of fewer than ten people toward the Frontier Military District.

Ye Xiu looked at the forty or so remaining Daoist Sect experts.

He also sighed in his heart.

In terms of Laws, the Daoist Sect had an Innate advantage.

Even with such a tragic siege, the death rate was less than one-fifth, whereas the Martial Practitioners had a death rate of more than half.