158: Battle of the Saints

“Hiss~”

“That’s Zhengyang Ancient Sect. How dare Venerable Ancestor Wen go head-to-head with them?”

“Aren’t the other Saints stopping him?”

“Is there anything special about the Xu Family?”

Countless forces in the Zhengyuan Holy Domain changed their expressions upon hearing this. They hadn't expected Venerable Ancestor Wen to make such a decision.

“Presumptuous!”

“Wen Tonghai, is it your Wen Family that wants to oppose my Sect, or the Zhengyuan Holy Palace?”

Bei Cang roared in anger, extremely furious at Venerable Ancestor Wen’s words.

“As one of the Palace Elders of the Zhengyuan Holy Palace, this Old Ancestor can naturally represent the Holy Palace!” Venerable Ancestor Wen sneered.

“Seeking death! How dare you and your ilk declare war on my Zhengyang Ancient Sect? Ridiculous!”

“Ignorant!”

An aged sneer echoed as two powerful Elders, one in black and one in grey, stepped out of the Void Realm from afar, their gazes sinister as they looked at Venerable Ancestor Wen.

“Three Saints!!!”

Seeing the two Elders, countless Martial Artists watching were horrified.

“Hehehehe~”

“No need to waste words with him. Take him down, extract his sacred soul, and let him witness with his own eyes how the Zhengyuan Holy Palace and that Xu Family are annihilated!”

The grey-robed Elder’s eyes were like a venomous snake as he sneered.

Boom!

The next moment, the grey-robed Elder unleashed a terrifying Aura, and then his aged figure instantly vanished.

Om!

In a flash.

The grey-robed Elder had already appeared before Venerable Ancestor Wen. He formed a claw with his hand and swiftly grabbed towards the latter.

Boom!

Terrifying power tore through layers of space.

“Presumptuous!”

Facing the grey-robed Elder’s large hand, Venerable Ancestor Wen let out a disdainful laugh, then his eyes narrowed.

Boom!

A terrifying palm print slammed out, instantly shattering the large hand and striking towards the grey-robed Elder.

“Not good!”

“Quickly retreat!”

Seeing this, the black-robed Elder and Bei Cang’s expressions drastically changed, and they hastily shouted warnings.

Damn it!

The grey-robed Elder, realizing what was happening, felt his scalp tingle, but it was too late. He could only endure it, his Saint power surging within him, forming a grey shield.

Bang!

As soon as the shield was formed, the palm print arrived. With a “crack,” the shield shattered.

“Ah!”

A miserable shriek echoed across the heavens and earth as the grey-robed Elder was sent flying, screaming.

“Damn it, you’ve already reached the Minor Achievement Realm!”

The grey-robed Elder retreated rapidly to Bei Cang and the other person's side, looking at his shattered Physical Body, his face turning incredibly grim. He roared in fury at Venerable Ancestor Wen, who was tens of thousands of miles away.

For a Saint, a shattered Physical Body can recover quickly, but for a Saint to not even be able to block one move from the opponent, it made him lose face.

Bei Cang and the other person's expressions also became solemn. A million years ago, the Zhengyuan Holy Palace only had one Small Saint, and that was Sheng Tian.

At that time, Wen Tonghai was merely in the Late Stage of the Saint Realm. How did he manage to Breakthrough to the Small Saint Realm in just a million years?

“A small Opportunity!”

Venerable Ancestor Wen smiled easily.

“Hmph!”

“Very well! We admit defeat today, but this matter will not end here!”

There was some unwillingness in Bei Cang’s eyes, but since things had come to this, he could only retreat for now. Their strongest grey-robed Elder was only in the Late Stage of the Saint Realm, far from being Wen Tonghai’s opponent.

Rather than suffer humiliation, it was better to temporarily retreat and await the arrival of stronger experts from their Sect.

“Oh, that won’t do! My mission is to keep all of you here!” Venerable Ancestor Wen said with a faint smile.

“How dare you!!!”

“You’re seeking death!”

Upon hearing this, the three of them, including Bei Cang, had sinister killing intent flash in their eyes, unleashing their Saint Aura without reservation.

Facing the terrifying Aura pressure from the three, Venerable Ancestor Wen didn't even glance at it; these were merely things he had long since surpassed.

“Come at me together! You can keep each other company on the Yellow Springs Road!”

Venerable Ancestor Wen stood with his hands behind his back, calmly looking at them.

“Presumptuous!”

“You’re seeking death!”

Hearing Venerable Ancestor Wen’s words, the three of them, including Bei Cang, instantly raged, their sinister killing intent almost erupting from their eyes.

Who were they!

The Vice Sect Master and Grand Elders of the Zhengyang Ancient Sect, when had they ever been so humiliated?

“Attack together and kill him!”

The more he thought, the angrier he became. The grey-robed Elder immediately roared, his body erupting with an incomparably terrifying Aura, and his figure instantly vanished.

Bei Cang and the other person also attacked simultaneously.

“Haha!”

Seeing this, Venerable Ancestor Wen sneered. He saw the terrifying Origin of Palm circulate around him, and in an instant, he charged towards the three of them, including Bei Cang.

It is worth mentioning that they were fighting outside the heavens.

Upon reaching the Saint Realm, very few people would fight on the Eternal Continent, because even a single Saint’s power could annihilate hundreds of millions of miles of territory.

Saints experience the Five Declines of Heaven and Man, one of which is the Karma Decline, and its arrival is not fixed. If too many innocent lives are lost, it is highly likely to trigger the Karma Decline.

Therefore, battles between those above the Saint Realm generally take place outside the heavens.

Rumble!

Above the firmament, endless Origin power and terrifying Origin of Palm wildly swept across the heavens and earth, sending shivers down one's spine.

Terrifying thunderous roars echoed through the heavens and earth, and the dreadful Aura pressure wildly impacted hundreds of millions of miles of sky, giving a sense of overwhelming heavenly might.

“Die for me!”

Bei Cang’s voice echoed through the Void Realm.

“Just you?”

Venerable Ancestor Wen’s voice was full of disdain.

Four terrifying figures clashed in battle above the firmament.

They shimmered with dazzling light, each ray containing boundless power.

Their movements were as swift as lightning, each strike carrying world-destroying might. Their four Origin powers intertwined in the air, forming a terrifying net of Origin that enveloped the entire sky.

During the battle, Divine Abilities constantly exploded in the sky, turning into dazzling ripples, bringing endless energy Impact that made the entire world tremble.

Their figures weaved through the sky like four bolts of lightning, each collision emitting an earth-shattering roar. Space constantly twisted, as if about to be torn apart by their power.

It was like a great reshuffling of the heavens and earth, each strike carrying boundless power, making people shudder.

It even triggered the resonance of the Origin power between heaven and earth, causing the entire world to tremble in their battle.

Hiss!

Is this the battle of Saints?

Too terrifying!

The Martial Artists watched the scene before them with incomparable shock, a storm raging in their hearts.

At the same time.

In the Zhengyang Holy Domain, Zhengyang Ancient Sect.

Upon the main seat in the main hall, Yan Fengyang's face was grim.

“Who can tell this Sect Master, how dare the Zhengyuan Holy Palace? How dare they?”

The Elders below bowed their heads, not daring to incur his wrath.

“Sect Master, the most pressing matter now is to ask the Grand Elder to act and rescue Vice Sect Master Bei and the others.”

“The Sect must not be humiliated! Sect Master, I propose we mobilize our army and flatten the Zhengyuan Holy Palace, otherwise, where will our Sect’s prestige be?”

“Sect Master, I agree with what the Third Elder said.”

“We also second that!”

Most of the Elders stepped forward to second the motion.

Yan Fengyang also intended to do so and was about to give the order, but someone came out to object.

“Sect Master, you must not! We should first investigate why the Zhengyuan Holy Palace is helping the Xu Family. I believe there must be something fishy about this matter!” A refined-looking Elder hastily advised.

“Hmm?”

Yan Fengyang frowned.

“Hmph! Gu He, are you perhaps boosting others’ morale and dampening our own prestige?”

“Why the Zhengyuan Holy Palace is helping the Xu Family, isn’t that obvious? It’s for the Saint Eyes Wielder!”

An Elder who had previously agreed immediately spoke out in rebuke.

“Elder Gu, you worry too much! This Sect Master has his own judgment on this matter! Now that Vice Sect Master Bei and the other two are in dire straits, this Sect Master cannot stand idly by!”

Yan Fengyang also spoke.

He disliked the group led by Gu He, because these people Cultivated the Zhengyang Haoran Art, Cultivating the Qi of uprightness, and always disapproved of his faction's way of doing things.

However, his faction had two Small Saint Old Ancestors, and if he acted rashly, the Sect’s strength would inevitably be greatly diminished, so he could only tolerate their existence.

Nevertheless, his words successfully stopped the refined Elder who still wanted to offer advice.

Because the three of them, including Bei Cang, had to be saved.

And so, a new batch of powerful experts revived, and then entered the Sect’s teleportation array.