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114: Chapter 114 Slaying a Saint with a Sword, Opening the Gates of Heaven with a Single Strike!

"Hehe! You old dogs might be old, but your brains still work!"

Hearing the words of the Saint Old Ancestors, Zhou Yuxuan did not deny it and spoke directly.

His admission not only surprised the Ancestor of the Gu Family and the other two, but even Zhao Chungang and the other person beside him were also incredibly shocked.

They hadn't expected their Young Lord to have an Emperor's Scripture in his hands!

One must know that possessing an Emperor's Scripture meant a Great Emperor stood behind the Zhou Family, and it meant Zhou Yuxuan carried the Legacy of a Great Emperor!

Everyone's breathing quickened, especially the Ancestor of the Gu Family and the other two; although their legacies were ancient, they had never seen something left behind by a Great Emperor.

Now that a Great Emperor's Legacy was right before their eyes, how could they not be moved?

"Kill!"

The three of them quickly steadied their minds, then no longer hesitated, frantically circulating their Cultivation Techniques, wanting to deal with the trivial matters before them at extreme speed.

The actions of the three played right into Zhou Yuxuan's scheme.

He said indifferently, "Attack!"

Zhao Chungang and the other person beside him did not dare to delay and once again began clashing with the Ancestor of the Gu Family and the other two.

The terrifying commotion shattered the sealing Spells of this heaven and earth.

Instantly, this battle of Saints alerted all those in the Saint Realm within the Shengyuan World.

Eastern Region, Great Xia Dynasty, in a certain small mountain village.

A massive willow tree, its trunk scarred with charred marks from lightning strikes, emitted a terrifying Divine Sense that scanned the entire Shengyuan World.

A cold voice then rang out.

"To think that before the arrival of the brilliant great age, the Saints of this world would already disregard the rules set by the ancient experts and break out into a private war."

"It seems an anomaly has appeared, causing things that shouldn't have happened to occur now. It is time for me to make a move as well!"

From this massive willow tree, a Mysterious Woman with a mysterious temperament and a terrifying aura manifested.

The Mysterious Woman's figure flickered, and she vanished along with the willow tree, leaving no trace.

...

Eastern Region, Great Yan Dynasty, inside a tavern.

An old man with pale eyes and a piece of tattered cloth covering his forehead was begging everywhere on the street.

At this moment, he had just been pushed to the ground by a passing wealthy merchant.

Just as he was about to stand up.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura erupting from the battle of Saints instantly swept over and was sensed by him.

Immediately, the laziness on him vanished, and his entire being became incomparably solemn.

"Saints have actually emerged and broken out into battle, and it's not just one, but five?"

"This is not good. Saints have emerged early, and the Heavenly Dao did not intervene. This indicates an anomaly has appeared. I must report this to the Divine Court!"

The old man said seriously, just about to turn and leave,

When he suddenly felt his hand being grabbed. Looking back, it was that wealthy merchant grabbing his hand.

"Old man, you think you can just leave after dirtying my clothes? It's not that simple!"

"I spent ten thousand taels of gold to have someone order this from the Great Shang Dynasty. You must pay!"

Hearing this, the old man's expression turned cold.

A terrifying aura emanated from his entire body. The tattered cloth originally wrapped around his forehead fell to the ground, revealing a third eye on his forehead.

His originally aged face slowly restored, quickly returning to that of a spirited young man.

"Hmph! A mere Mortal actually wants to extort money from this Three-Eyed Divine Lord!"

"You seek death!"

The Three-Eyed Divine Lord shouted. The eye on his forehead suddenly snapped open, and a terrifying divine light beamed out from the eyeball.

Instantly, the wealthy merchant grabbing his arm turned into a pile of powder.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding pedestrians fled in panic.

The Three-Eyed Divine Lord merely gave a slight glance and then let out a loud laugh.

"Haha! I, the Three-Eyed Divine Lord, am in a bad mood. Today, I shall slaughter this city to cheer myself up!"

Saying this, the Three-Eyed Divine Lord leaped up, reaching ten thousand meters into the sky.

Then he looked toward the ground, his third eye shooting a dazzling divine light that instantly turned the city he was just in into dust, after which he vanished into the void.

...

Immortal Burying Mountain Range, Village of the Old, Weak, Sick, and Disabled.

The several Saint experts gathered here were originally doing their own things, ignoring one another.

Suddenly, a Saint aura spread into the mountain range.

Several Saints stood up one after another, looking toward the outside of the mountain range with solemn gazes.

Their eyes were full of doubt.

"Strange! The great age has not yet arrived. Why would Saints break out into battle, and not just one, but five!"

"Could it be that the world outside has changed? If Saints emerge now, aren't they afraid of being hunted down by the people of the world?"

"My little Mu Chen, you won't be in trouble, will you? You must not be in trouble!"

'...'

...

Nanman, Yao Race Holy Land.

A terrifying expert with nine Dragon heads suddenly woke up in a ten-thousand-meter-deep abyss.

He looked at the sky full of doubt and muttered: "Old man Heavenly Dao, the great age has not yet arrived. Why do you not descend punishment when Saints take action? Why did you imprison me here when I only made a slight move back then? Unfair! This is unfair! Is it because I am of the Yao Race and those five Saints are of the Human Race?"

"..."

At this time, Zhou Yuxuan and the others did not know that the aura erupted from their battle had alerted all the powerful figures at or above the Saint Realm in the entire world.

Zhou Yuxuan and the others were still occupied with their own matters.

They had already fought to the point of fury, reaching a situation that could not end until one side died.

"This, what is going on! Why is there a strange power inside my body devouring my essence, energy, and spirit!"

Ancestor Bodhi was the oldest. Having been eroded by the Calamity Poison for this long, he also felt some pressure at this moment. He not only distanced himself from Zhao Chungang but also spoke with a serious expression.

"Haha! Little old man, if you're bad, practice more. If you can't win, then hurry up and surrender. That way, you might still save this old life of yours!"

Zhao Chungang seemed to really enjoy the pleasure of battle. After several rounds of fighting, he suddenly seemed to have returned to his younger self, constantly mocking Ancestor Bodhi.

"Hehe! Ancestor Bodhi..."

Zhou Yuxuan also spoke with a mocking tone.

His voice instantly drew Ancestor Bodhi's attention, who glared and said, "Is it you brat who is behind this?"

Zhou Yuxuan nodded, then increased the power to activate the Calamity Poison inside Ancestor Bodhi's body.

Although these poisons could not cause damage to Ancestor Bodhi, who had already become a Saint, they could force him to divert his mind to resist the toxins.

And once he diverted his mind to resist the invasion of these toxins, he would definitely not be a match for Zhao Chungang.

"You, what a despicable and shameless Young Master of the Zhou Family!!"

Ancestor Bodhi roared.

Zhou Yuxuan just nodded: "Thank you for the praise, Old Ancestor, but there is no reward!"

As Zhou Yuxuan's voice fell, Zhao Chungang's mind focused, and a terrifying Saint Might and heaven-shaking Sword Intent instantly blossomed.

"One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate!"

Zhao Chungang shouted. A terrifying and supreme Divine Ability was unleashed. The sky seemed to be dyed red with blood, filled with dense, angry killing intent.

A great sword emitting divine light slashed down from the firmament toward Ancestor Bodhi.

This was the full-strength strike of a Saint. This was the supreme Divine Ability sensed and understood by the Sword God Zhao Chungang after reaching the pinnacle of his comprehension of the Sword Dao!

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