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358: Chapter 368 Annulled Engagement! The Sage of Deduction Appears and Becomes a Saint on the Spot!

Facing the ten Saints from Sword Emperor Mountain pressing in step by step, Su Jin held his sword in one hand, shielding her behind him. This act was like a spark, completely igniting the long-repressed pride of the Sword Cultivators of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan!

"To hell with the big picture! If we retreat any further, our Sword Hearts will truly shatter!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Accompanied by several roars that shook the heavens and earth, four sharp Saint-level sword lights shot up into the sky from the depths of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan!

Four white-haired and white-bearded Saints of the Ancient Clan who had remained behind landed without hesitation in front of Su Jin and Mu Linglong, facing the experts from Sword Emperor Mountain head-on.

"Young Miss, if you do not wish to marry, we shall return these betrothal gifts publicly today!"

The leading Grand Elder of the Ancient Clan drew his sword, his eyes filled with the determination of someone facing death: "That's right! If we old bones have to rely on sacrificing the Young Miss's purity to survive, then this sword we've cultivated for a lifetime... is not worth keeping!"

"Break off the engagement! Break off the engagement! Break off the engagement!!!"

Tens of thousands of Disciples from the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan below drew their swords in unison, their roars shaking the heavens.

Seeing this, Young Master Yifeng on the back of the Golden Crystal Beast laughed in extreme anger, his expression ferocious: "Good! Very good! Since you Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan want to die, then today I shall grant your wish! Kill these four old things for me!"

The Saint leading Sword Emperor Mountain sneered, his face full of disdain: "Words are spoken beautifully indeed. But in the face of absolute strength, what is pride worth? We have ten people on our side; do you really think you four can stop us? You aren't even worth looking at!"

"Then what if... you add me?"

Just at that critical moment.

A lazy female voice, exuding supreme pressure, suddenly rang out above the plaza.

"Whoosh—"

A mysterious mist appeared out of thin air and then slowly dispersed to both sides.

A graceful woman with long, wavy brown hair, wearing a simple yet elegant dress, and a charming tear mole at the corner of her eye, stepped through the Void Realm. Like an ancient goddess walking out of a painting, she drifted down in front of everyone.

The eyes of everyone present were instantly and firmly drawn to this figure!

"Is this... that Deduction Saint Han Ying of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan?!"

"So beautiful! I had thought Mu Linglong's coldness was already the pinnacle of beauty in the Sword Domain, but I didn't expect this Deduction Saint's charm to be even better!"

"It is rumored that she possesses the extremely rare Heavenly Absolute Sword Physique! Her strength is infinitely close to a Saint King, and she has great potential to become a Great Emperor, but due to some problem with her body, she has been unable to break through!"

"Didn't she once declare that she would not intervene in any Sect conflicts and only perform divination? Why has she come out of seclusion today?!"

Listening to the exclamations of the onlookers from the top Sects around.

Deduction Saint Han Ying ignored them and turned her head to look at Su Jin with a complex expression.

Only she knew in her heart why she had come out today.

Ever since she performed a divination on this young man in white a few days ago, causing her own "Heavenly Absolute" fate to mutate into the outrageous "Omen of Many Children," she knew that her line of Karma had been interfered with, and being drawn into this was only a matter of time!

Since her fate had already changed, what reason did she have to continue hiding in that misty territory like a turtle?

However, this was clearly Mu Linglong's beloved, and although she and he had a line of Karma, it was not that kind of romantic line.

"Aunt Han..." Mu Linglong's eyes were slightly red.

"Mu Linglong, step back. Leave this to me."

Deduction Saint Han Ying comforted her gently, then her gaze fell upon Su Jin, a flash of brilliance crossing her eyes: "The nine Origins within you have completely finished their Fusion, you only lack one opportunity. Break through with peace of mind; I will hold off these small fry for you!"

Hearing this, a flash of light shone in Su Jin's eyes.

He did not act coy either, directly summoning the Tianxuan Creation Pool in front of everyone.

"Boom!"

Su Jin formed hand seals, instantly detonating the vast foundation he had accumulated in the Enlightenment Pool earlier.

In an instant, the space around him began to distort, and a Tianxuan Creation Pool exuding an aura of Chaos appeared.

He was actually going to forcibly push for the Saint Realm in the middle of this battlefield!

"Quick! Stop him! Don't let him become a Saint!" Young Master Yifeng exclaimed upon seeing this.

"Seeking death!"

The ten Saints of Sword Emperor Mountain roared in unison, and earth-destroying Sword Qi surged toward Su Jin like a tsunami, intent on shredding him.

"Did I say you could come over?"

Deduction Saint Han Ying's beautiful eyes turned slightly cold, her graceful temperament instantly transforming into cold-blooded slaughter.

"Swish, swish, swish—!"

Twelve ancient-looking small swords engraved with Heavenly Dao inscriptions flew out from her sleeves. These small swords were not only the Magical Artifacts she used for divination, but also peerless blades for killing!

"Universe Reversal, Eight Trigrams Sword Formation, rise!"

Deduction Saint Han Ying pinched a seal with her jade fingers, and the twelve small swords instantly grew in the wind, transforming into twelve pillars of swords that shot into the sky. They wove a massive Star Eight Trigrams diagram in the Void Realm, forcibly dragging the ten Sword Emperor Mountain Saints into the Formation!

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

The sounds of violent collisions rang out across the heavens and earth.

Deduction Saint Han Ying, with her own strength, controlled the killing Formation and actually managed to forcibly hold off the frenzied bombardment of the ten opposing Saints!

Seeing this, the Grand Elder of Spirit Sword Villa in the distance looked puzzled: "Strange... where has that old guy Patriarch Mu Chuan gone? It's already become a chaotic mess, yet he doesn't come out to stop it, just watching them fight like this?"

The Sect Master of the Tyrant Sword Sect sighed: "Who knows? But now, with the Realm Demons potentially invading again at any time, large-scale infighting has started internally. The Sword Domain... I fear it will follow in the footsteps of those destroyed Star Domains."

In the center of the battlefield, the battle had already entered a white-hot stage.

"The Formation won't last long, get ready to move!" Deduction Saint Han Ying said to the four Saint Elders of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan.

"I can handle three by myself; you only need to be responsible for maneuvering around them. Once the Tianxuan Creation Pool begins, it cannot be stopped!"

The Saints of Sword Emperor Mountain burned their essence blood frantically, attacking Deduction Saint Han Ying's Formation, and the great Formation began to tremble violently.

"Deduction Saint Han Ying, are you not afraid of Sword Emperor finding out about this? That he will destroy your Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan?" a Sword Emperor Mountain Elder roared.

"So what if he destroys it? At worst, I just won't stay in this Sword Domain anymore!"

A stunning cold smile curled at the corners of Deduction Saint Han Ying's mouth.

"Bang~"

The sound of the Formation being torn apart rang out.

Although Deduction Saint Han Ying was strong, it was still somewhat strenuous for one person to stop ten Saints.

"I will take on the three strongest; you handle the rest! That kid is very fast!" Deduction Saint Han Ying said quickly, then charged into the crowd first.

"Yes!" The four Saints of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan burned their essence blood, clearly preparing to risk their lives.

"Sigh, if given time, Deduction Saint Han Ying could defeat them one by one; even the ten Saints of Sword Emperor Mountain would be unable to do anything to her." The Grand Elder of Spirit Sword Villa thought to himself, feeling it was a pity.

Just as he finished speaking, a crisp sound suddenly erupted from the direction of the Tianxuan Creation Pool!

"Crack—Boom!!!"

An "Immeasurable" Saintly might, superior to all other Saints, surged straight into the heavens like an ancient Dragon that had been sleeping for billions of years, instantly scattering the dense clouds in the sky!

Within the violent air waves.

Su Jin slowly opened his eyes, black and white ink swirling within his deep pupils.

He stood up, gripping the sentient sword in one hand, and a domineering Saint Realm pressure instantly swept across the entire Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan!

"Aunt Han, Seniors of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan."

Su Jin took a step forward, his voice cold and clear:

"Next, it's my turn."

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