146: The Quasi-Emperor Makes a Move

"Li Haotian, Peak Master of Spirit Gathering Peak of the Heavenly Profound Sect, is personally guarding the city wall!"

Li Haotian slowly opened his mouth, his voice imbued with a vast amount of spiritual power, which then spread outward; all the Cultivators who heard these words were stunned.

Spirit Gathering Peak? Why does that sound so familiar?

Suddenly, some Cultivators turned pale; they clearly knew quite a bit about this Peak Master and were rather familiar with him.

"He seems to be at the Foundation Establishment Realm!!"

"That can't be right, is there really only one Foundation Establishment Powerhouse guarding this section of the city wall for the Heavenly Profound Sect?"

Many people began to whisper, frowning as they attacked, their inner sense of unease growing stronger.

"Focus on the battle!"

Li Haotian soared directly into the air, his body emitting a dazzling golden light. In the next instant, a powerful Aura erupted from him—it was unmistakably the Aura of a Saint Powerhouse. Suspended in the sky, he radiated a vast amount of golden light, instantly drawing the attention of people on other distant sections of the city wall.

Crimson was far away, but she still saw this and her mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Didn't she warn him to be careful and keep a low profile? Why was this guy being so arrogant?

At this moment, Li Haotian had become the most dazzling existence on the entire battlefield; not only did he radiate a powerful pressure that suppressed the White Elephant Clan's Powerhouses, but his glittering golden appearance also made him a target for many.

"Heh, I didn't expect the Human Race to still have fools who dare to boost morale like this. Shadow Clan Saint, I leave it to you."

The White Elephant Clan commander looked at a man in a black robe beside him. After speaking, the other party did not respond in any way, merely nodding.

Then, like a puddle of liquid, he quickly collapsed onto the ground, turning into a black shadow, and immediately headed toward the city wall at an extremely fast speed.

Li Haotian did not feel that his actions were inappropriate. Crimson erupted with extreme speed, flying over from a hundred miles away.

"What are you doing? Hurry back to the city wall! You are such a big target, you're likely to be targeted by Shadow Clan Powerhouses!"

Crimson was clearly anxious; even though she had a strong personality and formidable combat power, she did not dare to oppose the Shadow Clan. After all, their Powerhouses did not fight you head-on; they could kill you with a single strike, and if you didn't die, they could escape into the Void Realm, turning into hard-to-track black shadows to flee the scene.

Such existences could basically be called a formidable enemy for any commander, so Crimson did not dare to delay at all, hurriedly trying to pull Li Haotian back to the city wall.

Li Haotian raised his hand, just about to refuse, when he suddenly sensed a strange Aura coming from behind him. Immediately after, a figure exuding black Qi slowly appeared behind him.

Crimson's expression changed drastically; flames instantly ignited all over her body, and she swung her large hammer toward the opponent.

Li Haotian had already sensed the opponent appearing behind him; the Move that was originally aimed at him was drawn away by Crimson.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound rang out as the dagger in the Shadow Clan Powerhouse's hand was suddenly deflected, but another dagger followed in quick succession, aiming directly at Crimson's throat.

"Get lost!"

With a flash of cold light, Li Haotian's heaven slaying sword was instantly unsheathed, and he slashed toward the opponent with one strike.

The Shadow Clan Powerhouse's expression changed drastically; a sense of deathly fear instantly appeared in his heart, enveloping him.

In the next instant, he forcibly halted his attack and dodged to the side to avoid the fatal blow, but his arm was severed.

Afterward, he quickly escaped into the darkness, turning into a puddle of black liquid and fleeing outside the city wall.

Crimson stared blankly at Li Haotian; she hadn't even seen his movements just now. If she had really pushed Li Haotian to the limit when they sparred, he probably could have killed her in one Move.

Crimson's face instantly flushed slightly; going easy on her could be considered a form of favoritism, right?

Li Haotian didn't notice the expression of this lovesick girl at all; instead, he fixed his gaze on that puddle of black liquid.

He flickered and disappeared from his spot, bursting with extreme speed. Even with just simple flight, the surrounding space could barely withstand it, cracking bit by bit.

The speed was fast enough to show just how terrifying it was.

Li Haotian slammed a palm toward that liquid, Black Flames dancing in his palm. In the next instant, the Black Flames contaminated the opponent; although he managed to escape the city wall, it was of no avail.

Li Haotian watched the rapidly receding black shadow indifferently, and soon, heart-wrenching screams rang out.

The description of the World-Extinguishing Black Flame was simple: as long as one's Cultivation was weaker than one's own, once contaminated by the Black Flame, there was only a dead end. The Shadow's Cultivation was on par with Li Haotian's, perhaps even slightly stronger, but Li Haotian had a heaven-rank golden magic treasure on his person. Thus, no matter what means the opponent used, they could not escape death.

The White Elephant Clan commander stared blankly at the Shadow Clan Powerhouse who had revealed his true form in front of him, struggling in pain, wanting to step forward to help but not knowing how to intervene.

The opponent was actually burned to ashes right in front of him.

For a moment, the White Elephant Clan commander had a massive headache; he hadn't expected the Human Race to suddenly produce such a powerful Saint. Before this, their Saints had always been well-behaved on the walls and never made such a big display.

This guy, on the other hand, appeared with thunderous methods, allowing his Aura to suppress the entire battlefield. This Shadow Clan Powerhouse had once killed a Heavenly Monarch Powerhouse, yet he was killed so easily by a Saint!

Crimson tried to advise him again, and after confirming it was of no use, she returned to her section of the city wall with some resignation.

Many Cultivators on the city wall had noticed Li Haotian's thunderous methods just now; the enemy couldn't even escape if they wanted to. This Shadow Clan Powerhouse had once been a nightmare for every one of them; they had watched helplessly as he slaughtered his way into their army and took the heads of their commanders.

And he could always retreat unscathed.

Yet today, they saw the Shadow Clan Powerhouse ambush the Heavenly Profound Sect's Chief, not only failing to achieve any result but also being killed. Such methods made everyone feel invigorated.

For a time, the Aura on the city wall where the Heavenly Profound Sect was located surged.

"This kid..."

Wang Lin looked toward this direction from afar, a trace of anger appearing on his face.

He had been slaughtering in all directions on this battlefield and had originally thought that he was eye-catching enough, but he hadn't expected this kid to directly kill a Shadow Clan Powerhouse of the same Realm as himself, stealing his thunder in an instant.

Li Haotian did nothing in the sky, simply looking down at the attacking alien races with a gaze that looked down upon the world.

His eyes carried the pressure of a Saint, and wherever his gaze passed, it suppressed this group of White Elephant Clan members so much that they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

"The Human Race is too arrogant!"

In the camp at the rear of the alien races, a Quasi-Emperor slowly stood up, stretched his limbs, looked coldly at the city wall, and then disappeared from the spot in a flash.

"The old guy from the White Elephant Clan still has such a hot temper. Heh, isn't he afraid that this is a trap set by the Human Race?"

The other few Quasi-Emperors also looked toward the battlefield with smiles; to them, these losses were negligible. The White Elephant Clan was clearly pushed to their limit, which was why they let a Quasi-Emperor make a Move.