380: Holy War is about to begin

A dim blood-colored Buddhist light was fleeing desperately toward the Western Regions at a speed that burned its Origin.

Within the blood-light, Old Monk Ku Xuan's monk robes were tattered, his Aura was depleted to the extreme, and his face was filled with resentment, fear, and a lingering sense of disbelief.

“I thought this secret move would be flawless, but it was actually ruined by that Ji Qingyi. Damn it.”

“Why?! Why would Ling Canglan and Ji Qingyi both strike to kill me at the same time?”

“Although that Battle Asura is strong, he is merely a Prodigy who hasn't grown up yet. Why would two Great Saints lose their composure like this and join forces to protect him?”

“Could they be related to that mysterious existence behind Battle Asura?”

“Oh no, that mysterious existence must have also discovered my secret actions.”

“This is troublesome. I must return to Spirit Mountain as soon as possible! I need to report this to the several sleeping Ancient Buddhas. Only an Ancient Buddha can withstand such an existence!”

Ku Xuan did not dare to stay for a moment longer, even going so far as to burn his remaining Lifeblood Buddhist Blood once more to push his escape speed to the limit, only seeking to return to the Buddhist Pure Land as soon as possible.

In the valley, Gu Changge retracted his gaze, as if he had only glanced at the movements of an insignificant ant.

He slightly raised his eyes, glanced at Xiao Hei deep within the Void Realm above the Nine Heavens, and then ignored him.

In the instant his gaze shifted, a flash of cold killing intent flickered through his deep eyes.

This caused Xuan Yangzi, who was buried in admiring the Emperor Scripture, to suddenly feel a chill in his surroundings. He looked up and happened to see Gu Changge's eyes filled with killing intent.

Xuan Yangzi's heart skipped a beat.

This look was somewhat familiar.

The scene of the Demon Heaven Sect being wiped out with a single palm strike, and the Glazed Holy Land being left with nothing, instantly appeared in his mind.

Who was the blind fool that provoked Changge again? At this time, Xuan Yangzi still didn't know about Ku Xuan's actions against Xiao Ruobai and the others in the Emperors Tomb Legacy site.

Suddenly, a massive clap of thunder exploded, and the power of lightning instantly swept across a thousand miles, shaking the mountains and rivers.

“It's the last one!”

“The most critical moment of the Saint Ascension Heavenly Tribulation!”

Exclamations rang out from all directions, and everyone's eyes were involuntarily drawn to this might of heaven and earth.

In the patch of sky where Wang Zhan was located, it had completely turned into a world-ending pool of lightning!

The heavy tribulation clouds spiraled and collapsed inward. Countless purple and golden lightning snakes that had been rampaging earlier were now frantically converging, intertwining, and merging, finally condensing into a terrifying bolt of lightning that was beyond words!

Beneath the thunderclouds, Wang Zhan's figure appeared somewhat small against the backdrop of the boundless lightning might, yet he stood exceptionally tall and straight.

The pale azure blood qi around him had condensed to the extreme, burning like substantial flames. The Aura of the newly ascended Saint was compressed to its limit, yet it continued to climb and transform within that limit.

He held his head high toward the sky, with no fear in his eyes, only Battle Intent boiling to the extreme and a determination to break all shackles.

“Come on!”

He let out a long roar that shook the mountains and rivers, and proactively soared into the sky, rushing toward the center of the lightning.

“BOOM—!!!”

A collision beyond any linguistic description occurred.

The dark golden Chaos lightning pillar and that resolute pale azure figure were completely submerged in endless light and heat.

The storm of destructive energy spread frantically in all directions, tearing the firmament and steaming the earth, forming an ever-expanding, terrifying force field filled with lightning and Law fragments.

In the valley, Gu Changge also slightly raised his eyes, calmly looking toward that final collision.

On the distant mountain peak, the destructive lightning light was reflected in Ling Xi's cold eyes, where even deeper Dao Rhyme seemed to be flowing.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

“ROAR—!!!”

A long roar that could pierce through gold and stone, filled with endless pain and unyielding will, suddenly exploded from the center of the lightning!

Immediately after, a majestic Saintly Might, several times stronger than before, like an awakening Ancient Vicious Beast, boldly broke through the blockade of the destructive lightning and shot straight into the Nine Heavens!

High in the sky, the suffocatingly heavy tribulation clouds seemed to have completed their final mission and began to slowly dissipate.

At the same time, streaks of soft and pure seven-colored divine light, containing rich vitality and the heaven and earth's Origin Dao principles, descended from the Nine Heavens like sweet rain, accurately sprinkling onto the figure slowly standing up in the center of the lightning.

The baptism of heaven and earth, the Saintly Body is forged!

Within the divine light, Wang Zhan's figure gradually became clear.

His clothes were completely shredded, revealing a body with smooth lines but covered in newly healed scorch marks and golden patterns.

Those patterns were precisely the Dao marks left after the tempering of the Heavenly Punishment, making his Sacred Body even more formidable and faintly resonating with the Laws of heaven and earth.

His originally withered Aura, under the nourishment of the seven-colored divine light, was like a withered tree encountering spring, recovering, growing, and climbing at an astonishing speed!

In just a few breaths, the pressure emitted from his body had steadily established itself at the Saint Early Stage.

Furthermore, his Foundation was so solid and his saintly power so pure that it far exceeded that of an ordinary Cultivator who had just entered the Saint Realm.

He slowly opened his eyes, the pale azure Saintly Radiance in them burning like substantial flames. Wherever his gaze swept, the air let out slight explosive pops.

He raised his hand and made a grasping motion, feeling the surging, unprecedentedly powerful strength within his body, a hearty and confident smile appearing on his face.

At this moment, he felt more powerful than ever before, as if he could shatter the Void Realm with a single punch and stir the wind and clouds with a single thought.

“Haha, my son has become a Saint; a Great Emperor can be expected in the future!” the Head of the Wang Family shouted excitedly, his voice shaking the fields.

At the same time, a kind of whispering also quickly spread through the watching crowd, their gazes occasionally glancing toward that cold figure on the distant mountain peak.

“After this tribulation, Wang Zhan's strength is likely far beyond an ordinary Saint Early Stage, approaching the Middle Stage, right?”

“The Heavenly Azure Sacred Body was already formidable, and now it has been tempered by Heavenly Punishment. Among those of the same rank, who can rival him?”

“Although that girl had struck once before and was amazing, this time she is facing a Heavenly Azure Sacred Body that has become a Saint.”

“A King defying a Saint? If it were an ordinary Saint, there might be a slim chance. But facing Wang Zhan, sigh, it's hard, too hard.”

“This battle likely has no suspense left. I wonder if that Azure Rakshasa's acceptance of the challenge is due to overconfidence or because she had no choice?”

“What a pity, a peerless beauty is likely to fall in this battle or have her Dao Heart damaged.”

Even a white-haired old man from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion slowly shook his head and sighed to the Disciple beside him: “This girl's talent is excellent, but Wang Zhan already possesses the advantages of time, place, cultivation, physique, and momentum.

I really cannot see where her chance of victory lies.”

Among the discussions, there were those who were worried, those who lamented, those who gloated, and those who analyzed calmly.

But without a doubt, almost no one believed that Ling Xi, who was only in the King Realm, could contend against Wang Zhan, who was currently at his peak momentum and possessed overwhelming Saintly Might.

The original anticipation for this duel had quietly transformed into worry for Ling Xi's situation and a nearly unanimous pessimistic prediction of the outcome after witnessing the terrifying power of Wang Zhan's Undergoing Tribulation.

On the mountain peak, Xiao Ruobai's expression was grave, yet the Battle Intent around him grew even higher. The ancient sword held by Fang Hanyu let out a clear, sharp hum.

Ling Xi stood on the mountain peak, the fierce wind blowing her white clothes and hair, yet she seemed completely unaware of it.

She quietly watched the figure in the distance receiving the baptism of heaven and earth with Holy Light soaring to the sky. In her cold eyes, there was still no ripple, only a deep, bottomless calm.

It was as if the invincible Saint in everyone's eyes was no different to her than before.

She gently raised her fair hand and tidied her hair at the temples that had been messed up by the wind, her movements calm and unhurried.

Then, she took a step forward.

Her figure disappeared from the mountain peak, and in the next moment, she quietly appeared on the wasteland that had just experienced the Lightning Tribulation and still retained the Aura of destruction, facing the Saintly Radiance-shrouded Wang Zhan from a distance.

Without the need for words, their Battle Intent had already intertwined.

The entire world instantly fell silent, and all eyes focused on these two people with such a stark contrast.

The final chapter, finished at last, I finally don't owe anything anymore!!!