Chapter 432 The Three Saints

Dong Ting spoke, forcing himself to endure the pain.

He admitted that he had underestimated that blade strike; the Saber Intent could not be dispelled, and even his Primordial Spirit was left in a state of Chaos under its influence.

If he were to take another strike, he would undoubtedly die.

But now that he was on guard, he would not take such a blade strike a second time.

Guo Xun shook his head, his expression grave as he said, "He escaped!"

In truth, if he had used starlight to block him just now, Yan Chu might not have been able to escape.

However, he too had been frightened by Yan Chu's blade strike.

After being struck in the chest and abdomen, he had urgently retreated several thousand miles.

In that brief moment, Yan Chu had already escaped without a trace.

Searching again now would not necessarily lead to finding him, and looking at Dong Ting's miserable state, if he were to suffer such a blade strike himself, his fate would likely be no better.

Just as the two were speaking, suddenly, an even more terrifying aura rapidly approached from the distance.

A moment ago, it was still tens of thousands of miles away, but within just a few breaths, it stepped through the Void Realm and arrived above the two of them.

The person who arrived wore a blue brocade robe, a jade crown on his head, and had long, narrow eyes. He was a middle-aged man of excellent bearing, and his appearance was thirty percent similar to Zhao Junfeng's.

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Time moves back by a quarter of an hour.

At the very moment Yan Chu killed Zhao Junfeng, millions of miles away from this place, lay the distant Crescent Mountain Range.

This was the Family territory of the Zhao Family, one of the three great Saint-level powers in the Fusheng Domain and a Family of Saints.

The entire Crescent Mountain Range was a Medium Grade Origin Qi vein, rich in Heaven and Earth Origin Qi. Under the enhancement of the Zhao Family's great Formation, spiritual mist swirled, and the mountains were planted with countless precious medicinal herbs, while countless exotic beasts and spiritual birds were raised there.

Below the Crescent Mountain Range, there was also a Crescent City.

This city had stood before the Crescent Mountain Range for hundreds of thousands of years, serving as the residence for the Zhao Family's branch members, Guest Elders, and servant families, with a population reaching several million.

The entire Zhao Family openly possessed over twenty Saints and five Saint Monarchs.

Zhao Junfeng's father, Zhao Yuanren, was one of them.

Among the younger generation of the Zhao Family, ranked according to cultivation talent and Realm, there were ten Young Masters, and Zhao Junfeng was ranked seventh.

Each of these ten Young Masters was an important candidate for the position of Family Head.

As long as you defeated the others and ranked first, you would be the new Family Head after the current one abdicated.

As the seventh Young Master of the Zhao Family, Zhao Junfeng was highly valued by Zhao Yuanren's lineage and was protected by a Half-Saint level Guest Elder, but this time, he had provoked someone he shouldn't have.

At the moment Zhao Junfeng died, a loud boom erupted from the Yunxi Garden atop the Crescent Mountain Range, echoing across half the mountain range.

A building protected by a high-grade Formation exploded open, and Zhao Yuanren walked out from within. The killing intent on his face was intense beyond measure, the light of Law surging around his body as he stepped through the Void Realm, transforming into a blue rainbow light that descended upon the Wuyun Ridge territory.

The tracking mark he had personally placed on his son had been right here just a moment ago.

He had many sons, but Zhao Junfeng was the most outstanding among them.

Having killed his son, he would personally grind the enemy's bones to dust!

"Zhao Yuanren?!?"

Guo Xun, the Saint of the Tianxing Sect, looked at the person who arrived, his expression changing slightly.

There were gaps even between First Heaven Saints. Zhao Yuanren had advanced to the Saint Realm earlier, and regardless of the depth of his magic power or the Laws he had mastered, he was stronger than the two of them.

Seeing the state of Dong Ting and the other, Zhao Yuanren immediately knew what had happened.

"Two Saints, actually severely injured by a junior in the Divine Ability Realm; at your age, you've really lived your lives in vain!"

Zhao Yuanren's unceremonious ridicule and mockery made Guo Xun and Dong Ting furious.

"Zhao Yuanren, don't be self-righteous! You wouldn't fare much better if you faced that blade yourself!"

"Hmph! If it weren't for me being careless, how could his blade have struck me?"

Dong Ting was right; the reason they hadn't dodged in advance was because they had underestimated Yan Chu.

If they had known the power of that blade beforehand, with his speed, he could have retreated a thousand miles in an instant, and that blade would have missed.

"Why did you come here?"

Guo Xun looked at Zhao Yuanren with cold eyes. Although they were both Saints of the Fusheng Domain, they did not see eye to eye.

Suddenly, he remembered something and laughed heartily: "I know now, it's because your son, Zhao Junfeng, was killed by that brat, so you came here to seek revenge, right? Hahaha!"

No wonder he looked so bitter and full of hatred.

When the two of them had first arrived outside Yunqi City, their immense Divine Sense had swept over a thousand miles, and they were already aware of what had happened inside the Pan Residence.

The lingering aura of Zhao Junfeng's recent death had not escaped their notice.

"Hmph!!"

Anger welled up on Zhao Yuanren's face. He flicked his sleeves, the force causing the Void Realm to crackle and pop.

With a boom, blue and white light flashed from his entire body, and he vanished from the spot instantly.

"Damned little beast, with the mark I left behind, do you think you can escape?"

Seeing Zhao Yuanren disappear, Guo Xun glanced at Dong Ting: "What do you think? Should we chase after him and see?"

"He must have a way to track that brat!"

Although he was severely injured, his combat power had not been greatly affected, but Dong Ting was different; missing a small half of his body, he couldn't recover for a while, and his strength was seven or eight tenths gone.

"Let's go! Let's chase after him and take a look! That little beast must have secrets on him! We can't let Zhao Yuanren snatch them up!"

At this moment, Dong Ting's hatred for Yan Chu was no less than Zhao Yuanren's.

From today on, he would be the first Saint in the Yuanqing Holy Realm to be severely injured by someone in the Divine Ability Realm.

This reputation would likely accompany him for the rest of his life.

If he didn't crush Yan Chu to death, he would not be able to vent this foul breath!

"They've left! The three Saints have all left! They've gone to chase Kang Zhe!!"

Above Yunqi City, the crowd of Cultivators could finally breathe deeply.

The pressure from the Saints was simply too heavy, making them feel their blood and Qi stagnate even from such a distance.

"To think that even a Saint from the Zhao Family has come! Has Kang Zhe poked a hornet's nest?"

"Who on earth is he? Why, the moment he appeared in our Wuyun Ridge, did he attract the targeting of the three great powers of the Fusheng Domain?"

"No matter who he is! After today, he's dead for sure!"

"Saint Zhao Yuanren is even stronger than those two Saints! After Kang Zhe unleashed that earth-shattering blade strike, how much strength could he have left? He definitely won't be able to escape the pursuit of three Saints!"

"Sigh! It's such a pity! This is the first person who was able to..."

"..."

The many Cultivators in Yunqi City discussed the matter heatedly, and news of today's great battle spread rapidly to the outside world.

With the methods available in the Yuanqing Holy Realm and the abundance of various sound-transmission Treasure Artifacts, the speed of information transmission was no slower than in Yan Chu's past life.

Soon, news of a mysterious Divine Ability Realm expert fighting against a Saint in Wuyun Ridge spread across more than half of the Fusheng Domain, and it was still spreading to places outside the Fusheng Domain at an extremely fast speed.

Many Cultivators who heard about this all rushed towards Wuyun Ridge.

For a time, this sparsely populated and obscure little place suddenly welcomed a long-lost liveliness...