54: Disaster is always one step behind my sword!

“What about killing your people?”

Looking at Murong Tian, White Sha said indifferently.

“You…”

Pointing at White Sha, Murong Tian trembled with anger.

If looks could kill, White Sha would have already been torn to shreds.

Seventeen Quasi-Sages!

These were seventeen Quasi-Sages!

Even for a power as strong as the Heavenly Devil Palace, this was a huge loss.

Cultivating a Quasi-Sage required a long time and extremely vast resources.

But now, the seventeen Quasi-Sages he brought were all killed.

Thinking about it, Murong Tian felt so depressed he wanted to vomit blood.

He hated White Sha to the core.

What made him most depressed was that before he could even react, his subordinates were wiped out.

“Since you all seek death, this Seat will send you on your way.”

Looking at the three of them, White Sha, Murong Tian erupted with a powerful killing intent.

Terrifying pressure swept in all directions.

Some Quasi-Sages and Cultivators watching the show around them felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

“All flash and no substance!”

“Do you have any last words?”

“If not, you can also hit the road.”

Staring at Murong Tian’s face, White Sha pouted and continued to speak, as if daring him to get angry.

Hearing White Sha’s words, the Cultivators watching nearby were almost going crazy.

A Quasi-Sage, wildly provoking a Saint?

What was this guy thinking?

Thinking about it, they all felt an incredible sensation.

Also, in their eyes, White Sha was clearly a madman.

Was this guy overconfident?

No matter how powerful he was, he was still just a Quasi-Sage!

And Murong Tian was a genuine Saint.

Did he think he could be his opponent?

Behind White Sha, Hei Sha had a calm expression.

As if he felt that all of this was only natural.

As for Ouyang Lang, he had an unsurprised attitude.

Anyway, the Master is crazy!

His two Dao Protectors are also very crazy!

What is there for him to be surprised about?

This was Ouyang Lang's inner thought.

“Die for this Seat!”

Instantly, Murong Tian went berserk.

With a wave of his large hand, the boundless energy of heaven and earth descended directly from the sky, converging into powerful Divine Abilities that engulfed Black and White Shuangsha and Ouyang Lang.

“What a pity!”

“You are indeed very strong!”

“However, disaster is always one step behind my longsword!”

The next moment… under the incredulous gazes of countless people, the sky-filling Divine Abilities mysteriously vanished.

The heaven and earth energy that was pouring down also came to an abrupt halt.

Without knowing when, White Sha appeared in front of Murong Tian.

The longsword in his hand had pierced through the opponent's head.

“You…”

Pointing at White Sha, Murong Tian fell directly into a pool of blood.

“Why bother?”

Taking the opponent’s Storage Ring, White Sha directly kicked away the opponent’s corpse.

At this moment, the surroundings became completely silent.

Those Quasi-Sages and Cultivators watching from afar all held their breath.

Their hearts were already filled with surging waves of shock.

They never dreamed that it would turn out this way.

The Heavenly Devil Palace's group of eighteen, one Saint and seventeen Quasi-Sages, were actually so easily eliminated by a single Quasi-Sage.

And it was done with an absolutely crushing display of power!

This had already subverted their understanding of Cultivators.

Could someone truly kill a Saint so easily with the Realm of a Quasi-Sage?

“Fellow Daoist, you should leave quickly!”

“The Heavenly Devil Palace has more than one Saint!”

After a long while, a warning sound came from afar.

The others also couldn't help but urge the three of them, White Sha, to leave quickly.

After speaking, they took the lead and departed.

On one hand, it was because they didn't want to be caught in the crossfire.

They understood that since so many people from the Heavenly Devil Palace had died, the other party would absolutely not let it go.

On the other hand, they needed to contact their respective forces.

They also needed enough powerful experts to descend here!

Otherwise, if their own Prodigies came out of the Ancient Ruins, wouldn't they face the Heavenly Devil Palace's 瘋狂報復?

This was not what they wanted to see.

Seeing the figures around them quickly leave and hearing their words, Black and White Shuangsha both smiled calmly.

Even if a more powerful Saint descended, what then?

“Two of you, are we really not going to avoid the limelight first?”

After a long internal struggle, Ouyang Lang asked.

“It’s a shame your true form is a Demonic Wolf! Can you not be so afraid of death?”

Glaring at Ouyang Lang, White Sha said irritably.

“Am I not cherishing life?”

Shrinking his head, Ouyang Lang muttered.

His face was also full of innocent expressions.

Both Black and White Shuangsha shook their heads at this.

What about Saints?

They had killed quite a few Saints.

Besides, they had brought powerful trump cards when they came to be Tang Tian's Dao Protectors.

This was the source of their inner confidence.

Not long after, the news of White Sha killing the Heavenly Devil Palace's group of eighteen spread throughout the various forces of the Eastern Region.

The first reaction of countless people was disbelief.

A Quasi-Sage killing seventeen Quasi-Sages and one Saint?

Is it really that exaggerated?

However, after seeing some recording stone images, everyone fell silent.

Other than shock, there was still shock.

At the same time, they were also very curious about the origins of Black and White Shuangsha and Ouyang Lang.

What were the origins of Tang Tian and Ye Wuming?

It seemed these two youngsters were also frighteningly Prodigious!

They looked to be only around eighteen years old!

Nirvana Realm, First Level?

Yin Yang Realm, Ninth Level Peak?

This was simply a Prodigy among Prodigies!

Tang Tian was unaware of the outside situation.

At this moment, he continued to advance unhurriedly.

Along the way, he killed a few more Yin Yang Realm Cultivators who didn't know their place.

However, Tang Tian was not very satisfied with his gains.

They were all just insignificant resources!

Like chicken ribs!

Tasteless to eat, yet a pity to discard!

“Master, you are a rich man who doesn’t know the hunger of a poor man.”

“If you didn’t have the resources of two national treasuries, I suppose you would be very happy right now, wouldn’t you?”

Hearing Tang Tian’s complaints, Luo Yiyi said irritably.

“Uh…”

Shrugging his shoulders, Tang Tian was speechless.

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true.

“Eh?”

“This is?”

After walking for a moment, Tang Tian unconsciously stopped his steps.

Then, he flew down to the ground.

Unbeknownst to him, Tang Tian had already arrived on a vast, boundless plain.

On the grassland, a strange blood-red vortex with a diameter of over ten zhang had appeared.

Soon, this blood-red vortex vanished, transforming into a blood-red figure.

“Hehehe!”

“How many years have passed? Have outsiders finally arrived again?”

“This Seat can feast once more!”

Looking at Tang Tian, the blood-red figure laughed wildly, looking up at the sky.

His tone was filled with excitement.

Hearing the blood-red figure’s words, countless black lines appeared on Tang Tian’s face.

Was this guy in front of him a little too self-important?

Just a monster at the Yin Yang Realm, Ninth Level Peak!

Where did he get the courage to be so arrogant?

“Hmm?”

“Kid, aren’t you scared at all?”

Sizing up Tang Tian, the blood-red figure asked in surprise.

“Scared?”

Instantly, Tang Tian smiled.

Without any superfluous words, Tang Tian directly took out a longsword.

In an instant, he appeared in front of the blood-red figure.

The longsword in his hand was also placed against the opponent’s neck.

“Do you guess if I’m scared?”

Looking at the blood-red figure with a half-smile, Tang Tian said teasingly.

“Spatial Profundity?”

“Amazing!”

Staring at Tang Tian’s face, the blood-red figure exclaimed.

What was rather interesting was that even though Tang Tian’s sword was already at its neck, it showed no sign of fear.

Seeing this, Tang Tian initially felt a bit confused.

However, he quickly understood why.

The blood-red figure instantly turned into a puddle of blood and fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, it reformed into a blood-red figure not far away.

“This works too?”

Looking at the blood-red figure, Tang Tian’s eyes were extremely strange.

Putting away his longsword, Tang Tian fell into deep thought.

He was thinking about how to deal with the opponent.

His intuition told Tang Tian that as long as he controlled this strange blood-red figure, he might be able to uncover the secret of these Ancient Ruins.

“Master, dealing with the opponent like this is useless.”

“Use the Nirvana Heavenly Fire!”

As Tang Tian was thinking, Luo Yiyi’s voice suddenly rang in his mind.

“Good!”

Tang Tian naturally trusted Luo Yiyi’s words.

Soon, Tang Tian summoned a wisp of fiery red flame in his hand.

“Nirvana Heavenly Fire?”

“Holy crap?”

“How is that possible?”

“Damn it! Is he even letting people live?”

“An eighteen-year-old Human Race Cultivator at the Yin Yang Realm, Ninth Level Peak, is already incredibly astonishing.”

“And you can also control such a Heavenly Fire?”

Seeing the Nirvana Heavenly Fire in Tang Tian’s palm, the blood-red figure instantly became agitated.

As it spoke, it kept backing away.

Clearly, it was preparing to flee.

“Try moving another step!”

Raising an eyebrow, Tang Tian said irritably.

As he spoke, he raised the Nirvana Heavenly Fire in his hand.

“Cough cough!”

“Young man, let’s talk this out.”

“We are all civilized people, aren’t we?”

Looking at Tang Tian, the blood-red figure said faintly.

As it spoke, it subconsciously stopped its steps.

It was evident that it was truly terrified of the Nirvana Heavenly Fire.

At this moment, the blood-red figure was actually trembling.

Its voice also became a bit stammering.

“Tell me, are you human or some other race?”

Looking at the blood-red figure, Tang Tian asked.

“I am not human!”

“Nor am I a normal living being!”

After a moment of silence, the blood-red figure slowly said.

“Oh?”

The blood-red figure’s words greatly surprised Tang Tian.

Not human?

Nor a normal living being?

What did that mean?

He was indeed very curious about this.

After hesitating for a moment, the blood-red figure revealed its true appearance.

Seeing its true form, Tang Tian was unconsciously stunned.