Chapter 445 Killing Saint Realm Level Two

Wind-Uncertain Spirit Venerable smiled slightly, transformed into a wisp of omnipresent wind, and vanished between heaven and earth...

The four Spirit Venerables pursued and attacked the four Saints.

"What is that? Is that an Incarnation refined by Yan Chu?"

A thousand miles away, the onlookers were whispering among themselves.

"An Incarnation is enough to kill a Saint? What level is Yan Chu's strength exactly? Is he really just a newly ascended Saint?"

Today's scene completely shattered everyone's perception, and no one's heart could calm down for a long time.

Yan Chu absorbed and refined all the spiritual rain from the sky. The Dharma power within his Qi Sea was surging and pure, every drop flowing with four-colored divine light, containing the power of the four Laws of Earth, Water, Wind, and Fire.

A single drop was enough to crush a great mountain.

More than a hundred thousand miles away, a great battle was taking place.

Yan Chu could not see it, but the fluctuations of the great battle belonging to the Saint Monarch were coming through. The space vibrated, and even a meteorite falling from the heavens was crushed into powder under the overflowing Holy Light.

He turned around and stared at a white cloud in the distance.

"Your Excellency has been watching for so long, yet you still haven't made a move. Could it be that you are afraid?"

What? There's another expert??

Hearing Yan Chu's words, the others were shocked and looked over one after another.

They saw that high in the sky, a massive white cloud spanning dozens of miles began to stretch and deform. The cloud mass squirmed inward, shrinking and becoming smaller, transforming into a thin, middle-aged man dressed in purple.

"It's Saint Fang Yi of the Ziyun Sect!"

"He is at the Second-Level Saint Realm! Has he been here the whole time?"

Everyone quickly recognized the middle-aged man's identity. He was the famous Saint Fang Yi of the Fusheng Domain, an Inner Sect Elder of the Ziyun Sect, whose status was above that of Dong Ting.

At this moment, everyone realized with shock that the killing intent of the three major forces, including the Ziyun Sect, toward Yan Chu must be incredibly firm, as they had actually sent a powerful Second-Level Saint Realm expert to lie in ambush here.

The Saint Realm has nine levels, and each level is a world apart.

The gap between the first and second levels of the Saint Dharma Realm is even greater than the gap between a Divine Ability and a Saint.

"Run quickly!!"

Some people no longer dared to continue watching the excitement here.

Once Saint Fang Yi started fighting, thousands of miles would likely turn into a dead zone. A single wisp of overflowing Saintly Might would be enough to cause mountains to crumble and turn everyone into a bloody mist.

Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Yan Chu indifferently, and spoke coldly: "You have just become a Saint, yet you can kill a Saint of the same rank. You do have some Divine Ability, but do you actually think that this seat would be afraid of you?"

"Should I call you naive or stupid?"

"Heh."

Yan Chu grinned, revealing his bone-white teeth: "It's good that you aren't afraid! I didn't even use thirty percent of my strength when killing those trash earlier; it's just right to use you to sacrifice the flag!"

"Shameless boasting!"

An angry look appeared on Fang Yi's face, and he raised his hand to press down with a palm.

Hum!

The entire sky trembled, and a giant palm that covered the sky descended. The sea of clouds churned, and even the great mountains below appeared incomparably small against the backdrop of this giant palm.

Roar!!

The blade of the Tiger Soul Saber faintly emitted a tiger roar that shocked the area for a hundred miles.

Swish, swish, swish!

Yan Chu slashed three times in succession. These three slashes pushed his Dao of the Saber Profound Truth to the extreme.

The first slash was his self-created Heaven-Severing Style, cutting into the patterns of the giant palm, forcefully severing the downward momentum of the palm power. The sea of clouds and the sky were both split in two by this slash.

The second slash was Severing the Buddhas Brow.

The blade light passed through the fingers of the palm and appeared at Fang Yi's brow with an unbelievable route and angle. The blade radiance pricked his brow until it was bright red, faintly cracking and about to burst into a line of blood.

What? Fang Yi's eyelids jumped.

He had just been hiding in the dark watching the battle, believing he had observed Yan Chu's methods well enough, feeling nine-tenths confident, but he hadn't expected him to have such terrifying saber techniques.

He hurriedly dodged backward. Between his palms and fingers, clouds and mist swirled, hanging down countless rain curtains like sword threads, sparking dense sparks against the saber light. The overflowing residual Dharma power flew out to a hundred miles away, piercing through dozens of thousand-zhang-high mountains, leaving holes that shone through from front to back.

Those who remained in place continued to retreat upon seeing this.

"This is Heaven-Defying! What kind of monster is Yan Chu? It's one thing for him to fight five Saints alone, but why can he force back Senior Fang, a Second-Level Saint, with a single slash?!"

"Is this the strength of an Ascension practitioner from the Lower Realm? Too strong!"

"Wait! Yan Chu clearly slashed three times, but I only saw two. Where is the third slash?"

Suddenly, a Saint who was watching the battle realized this and hurriedly looked toward the center of the field.

There was no need for him to say it; Fang Yi, who was fighting Yan Chu, had alarm bells ringing in his heart.

A feeling of deathly silence and destruction enveloped him. He did not know where Yan Chu's third slash was, but there was no doubt that the Saber Intent had locked onto him; it was bound to be an extremely terrifying slash.

Crack!

Just as this thought crossed his mind, he saw the Void Realm above his head crack, and a thin, tiny strand of blade radiance descended from the void.

Annihilation Stance!

This slash incorporated the Tear Divine Ability, and at this moment, it directly tore through the Void Realm, suddenly appearing before Fang Yi's eyes.

Not good!!

Fang Yi roared in his heart and let out a long howl. A thin, long sword weapon shot out from his mouth, and sword light like continuous clouds and rain covered the entire sky.

Pfft!!

Fresh blood splattered. The blade light broke through Fang Yi's skull and brow, slicing straight down through his chest and abdomen, sinking more than half a foot into his flesh, and falling straight to the ground below.

Crackle!

The highly concentrated blade light erupted the moment it fell into the ground, shooting out countless cracks of thousand-zhang size across the ground, and the very center was split by this slash into a massive canyon over seven hundred miles long.

Fortunately, this place was at the boundary between the human and corpse races, and it was sparsely populated.

Otherwise, who knows how many living beings would have died or been injured by this slash.

"Ugh, ahhh!!!!"

Fang Yi let out a violent scream.

As a Saint of the Second-Level Saint Realm, he had experienced countless pains, and the pain during his Undergoing Tribulation was far greater than this.

But the pain on his body now carried more of a sense of humiliation.

A junior who had just advanced to the Saint Dharma Realm had actually severely injured him.

At this moment, he had the same feeling as Dong Ting and the other three.

He was also likely to become a laughingstock in the cultivation world, to be used as a stepping stone to achieve the supreme fame of Blade Demon Yan Chu.

The residual Annihilation Saber Intent in the wound was constantly destroying his vitality.

"Rain, come!!"

Fang Yi let out a loud shout, and a dense cloud gathered above his head, raining down countless fine droplets, constantly washing over his body, washing away all the residual Saber Intent.

Then, his flesh and blood emitted a crystalline luster, and the saber wounds healed rapidly.

"This... Yan Chu, he..."

The onlookers were already numb; they really didn't know what to say.

"I have a premonition that the Fusheng Domain is going to change!"

"I feel as if I am witnessing the rise of a peerless expert; he is about to create the history of the Fusheng Domain!"

Others nodded silently.

As the sky of the Fusheng Domain, was the myth of the three major forces, including the Ziyun Sect, about to be broken by this person from the Lower Realm?

Everyone had this feeling.

"Yan Chu! You—"

Fang Yi held his Saint weapon in his hand, the sword light rippling and spreading out like water, invisible and intangible.

He stood above the clouds, looking down at Yan Chu with shock and anger.

...

Before Yan Chu spoke out and revealed his hiding place, he was indeed hesitating about whether to appear.

Yan Chu was truly too bizarre.

The strength he displayed did not look at all like that of someone who had just become a Saint.

He had even seen Yan Chu's methods during his Undergoing Tribulation.

Dong Ting and the other three had died at Yan Chu's hands. At that time, he did not dare to make a move while Yan Chu was Undergoing Tribulation. By the time he finished, his injuries had fully recovered, and his own state had returned to its Peak.

Damn it!

He had already developed an intention to retreat; why did Yan Chu have to provoke him?

With so many onlookers here, if he, a dignified Saint of the Second-Level Saint Dharma Realm, did not make a move, wouldn't he become a laughingstock of the world?

Others would say he didn't even dare to make a move.

Now that he had made a move, he was actually not a match for Yan Chu.

People of the world would ridicule him even more because of this.

He could already guess his future titles.

The weakest Second-Level Saint Dharma Realm in the world, a stepping stone for a Prodigy, the shame of the Ziyun Sect...

"Yan Chu! You deserve to die!!"

Thinking of these scenes, Fang Yi's cheeks trembled, and he gritted his teeth.

Every Saint had achieved their status after going through countless hardships and obstacles, and each was arrogant. Being a stepping stone was something he could not tolerate.

Swish!!

The sword light in his hand rippled slightly, and the light of the Law spread out. The clouds within a radius of ten thousand miles all gathered, turning into an endless cloud curtain that descended straight down, enveloping the mountains and the earth, making it impossible to see one's fingers.

Fang Yi's figure suddenly disappeared.

Yan Chu was enveloped in the cloud curtain, his Divine Sense perception completely obscured. He couldn't even see a hundred zhang in front of him; there was only a vast whiteness.

This was the influence of Fang Yi's Law.

His Cloud Dao Law suppressed Yan Chu's perception.

Even with the Wisdom Dharma Eye activated, he could only see blurry shadows flashing by; those were illusory shadows condensed by Fang Yi's Law, used to confuse Yan Chu's vision.

"I can't see anything!"

The people in the distance saw that the region more than two thousand miles ahead was all enveloped in clouds and mist. Between the mountains and forests, and above the wilderness, everywhere they looked was thick fog.

The two people fighting the great battle had both disappeared from everyone's sight.

"This is the Ziyun Sect's signature method. They are best at constructing cloud and mist environments, hiding within them and merging with the clouds and mist, making it impossible for the enemy to discover them, and then waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack!"

"I also heard that some Ziyun Sect Disciples use this Divine Ability when they are out in the field. It allows them to enjoy the fun of the wild while preventing others from peeking; it's simply marvelous!"

In such a serious occasion, two powerful Saints were fighting a great battle, and it was very likely that the next second the earth would sink and the mountains would collapse.

Suddenly, the topic veered off, causing others to look over.

Then... they joined the discussion on the relevant topic.

"Tell us more about the wild field!"

"Which Ziyun Sect Disciple is it? Tell me, and I'll go ask them for advice another day..."

...

Amidst the clouds and mist, Yan Chu gripped the Tiger Soul Demon Saber tightly. Within hundreds of zhang of his body, blade radiance flashed in every wisp of air. His powerful Saber Intent had turned this place into a Domain of deathly blades.

Even though Fang Yi was hiding in the dark, he did not dare to make a move easily.

These clouds and mist covering a thousand miles were the embodiment of the Cloud Dao Law, different from ordinary invisibility methods.

Unless the power of the Law was above Fang Yi's, it was impossible to clear it completely.

"Yan Chu, this seat has to admit that you are a peerless genius!"

"But you should never, ever have offended my Ziyun Sect, and you should not have offended me. Today, I will let you know how big the gap is between the first and second levels of the Saint Realm!"

Amidst the ethereal clouds and mist, Fang Yi's voice came from all directions, wanting to shake Yan Chu's state of mind.

"Noisy!"

Yan Chu snorted disdainfully, raised his Demon Saber, and the saber momentum on his body slowly gathered.

Seeking death!!

Seeing Yan Chu in this state, Fang Yi's face was full of anger. With a thought, the originally ethereal clouds and mist suddenly transformed into countless sword shadows, indistinguishable between real and fake, layering and shooting toward Yan Chu.

These sword shadows were both real and illusory, and the sword light plowed sword marks of a hundred zhang in size into the ground below, only it was obscured by the clouds and mist and could not be seen.

Flowing Clouds Hiding Blades!

Fang Yi, hiding in the dark, sneered. This thousand-mile sea of clouds was his territory. Although it was not a true Domain, everything here was under his control.

Yan Chu frequently used killing moves, so he would deal with him with his powerful cultivation.

By using endless sword shadows to wear him down, with his Dharma power as a newly advanced Saint, he would definitely not be able to sustain a long battle with him.

Then, he would hide his Saint weapon among the sword shadows and deliver a fatal blow.

Clang, clang, clang, clang!!!

Although Yan Chu's body was radiating Saber Intent and filled with blade edges, a few sword lights still passed through, landing on his rock armor and sparking sparks.

Heh.

Yan Chu could also guess Fang Yi's thoughts; it was nothing more than using these sword shadows to confuse him while hiding in the dark to launch a sneak attack.

Since that was the case, he would give the other party a surprise.

The momentum of the Tiger Soul Demon Saber in his hand had finished gathering. He twirled a beautiful saber flower and then slashed down fiercely toward the ground.

In a trance, it was as if a hungry tiger was pouncing on the ground.

Split—Rumble!!

Seven Limits of Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Destroying, Destroy Earth!

This was the slash second only to Heaven-Swallowing. Executed with Yan Chu's Saint Realm cultivation, it immediately triggered destruction that ruined heaven and destroyed earth. The ground shattered from where Yan Chu's blade fell, and spiderweb cracks spread outward.

The blade light split the earth, and everything within a thousand miles was shattered. A great earthquake affected more than three thousand miles, and the ground cracked open with countless fissures.

Some great mountains collapsed and fell into the fissures due to the cracks, but they were immediately shredded by the blade radiance reflecting up from the fissures.

One could see countless blade radiances rushing up from those numerous fissures.

This was the essence of the Destroy Earth slash.

Wherever the blade light passed, the clouds and mist covering thousands of miles could finally no longer conceal, and were all shredded. No matter how much Fang Yi hid, he could no longer conceal himself.

"Ah!!! No—"

Hundreds of miles away, Fang Yi, who had originally been at ease, had not expected this scene at all. Countless blade radiances rushed up from the ground, passing through his body.

Saint blood dripped onto the ground, smashing out large pits, flowing into the ground along the fissures. A single drop of blood was enough to turn into a great river.

After a few years, it was possible for Saint herbs to grow.

He did not have defensive means like Yan Chu's. Under the piercing of the Destroy Earth blade radiance, blood flowed from his whole body, and he was instantly severely injured.

The thousand-mile clouds and mist could no longer be maintained.

The injury this time was much heavier than before; the Saber Intent spread throughout his whole body, and he could no longer recover quickly.

Thud!

Fang Yi knelt on one knee on the ground, his purple robe stained with blood, his hair disheveled, and his body covered in countless saber marks.

If not for his profound cultivation, using the chains of Law to forcibly hold his body together, he would have exploded into pieces the next second.

With such a heavy injury, he was simply unable to remove the Saber Qi within his body.

He raised his head, and Yan Chu was standing in front of him, looking down at him from a high position.

Just like he had been looking down at Yan Chu just a moment ago.

"Ugh... Yan Chu! Great Hero Yan! Save me..."

"I beg you! Save me..."

He forced himself to endure the severe pain and looked up. The words he spoke almost made Yan Chu laugh out loud.