A jet-black ray of light shot up into the boundary.
It was the figure of Wu Saint, his mouth still dripping with blood. By utilizing the power of the origin to rush and inform Chen Xia, he had already sustained hidden injuries. Now, as he hurried to the upper level, his injuries worsened.
His thoughts were heavy, and his brow furrowed.
Even if Chen Xia went, there was no guarantee that Wang Yangzi would survive. In fact, considering the worst-case scenario, Chen Xia might even stay there.
Would he dare to go under these circumstances?
If even Chen Xia were to die there, he would only be offering another head to the Heavenly Rain Realm.
He had rushed desperately before, delivering the message, and that was already going above and beyond. There was no need for him to participate in this deadly battle, right?
Wang Yangzi had broken through to the realm of the Great Saint and had let go of his attachments, embracing life and death freely.
But Wu Saint was only a Second-stage Saint, still with regrets in his heart.
He slowed his footsteps, contemplating many things.
The probability of life and death continuously calculated in his mind.
What were the chances for two Saints to face four Great Saints and survive?
Even if he generously added a 10% chance for Chen Xia, it would still be 90% likelihood of death.
Was it worth going to such lengths for a former adversary?
Wu Saint pondered, standing in the air for a long time. He closed his eyes and looked up at the sky.
He still had many things he couldn't let go of, unable to achieve the same level of detachment as Wang Yangzi.
Gradually, Wu Saint's brow relaxed, and he smiled.
"Why should only you have an eternal name? I might not be weaker than you. Today, I will also etch my name in the annals of history!"
"When future generations mention us, Wu Saint will have achieved the same feat as you, the Great Saint. I will surpass you!"
"Damn it, let's go!"
He no longer hesitated, his body shooting upward with the determination to die, not retreating a step!
...
Wu Saint admitted that when he came up, he had considered many possibilities, such as fighting together with Chen Xia against the four Great Saints, displaying bravery, and leaving behind an eternal name.
Or directly carving out a bloody path with Chen Xia, forcibly rescuing Wang Yangzi from the encirclement of the four Great Saints, which would make his reputation soar in the Heavenly Rain Realm.
He had already made up his mind, whether to live or die.
But he never expected that Chen Xia could single-handedly suppress four Great Saints!
What about his part?
Was he just a messenger?
Damn it!
Wu Saint stood beside the water curtain barrier, feeling lost in the wind. Then he touched his head and looked at the scene of Chen Xia fighting the four Great Saints, finding it hard to believe.
You're telling me this is a Saint?
I'm a Saint too, why am I not as fierce?
Although he was two stages behind Chen Xia, the gap couldn't be this huge, could it?
It was almost like the difference between a man and a dog.
"No, something's not right," Wu Saint shook his head repeatedly.
If he, as a Saint, hadn't almost believed that the next realm after the Great Saint was the Saint realm, he would have doubted himself.
He looked towards the water curtain barrier, activated his spiritual energy, and called out in confusion, "Old man, can you hear me?"
The water curtain barrier turned slightly, revealing the figure within. Wang Yangzi was covered in scabs, facing Wu Saint, and reproachfully said, "Why did you bring Chen Xia here? Didn't we agree not to involve him in this damn affair of the realm?"
"Don't want to? If you don't want to, then you'll die! You old man, you're quite the rebellious one. If you don't let Chen Xia become a Great Saint, so be it. Why rush? Even if it takes thousands of years, he'll still become yours."
Wang Yangzi shook his head and said, "It's not about Chen Xia becoming a Great Saint. It's just that the realm needs a martyr."
"Who cares about that?" Wu Saint's vulgar voice came through.
Wang Yangzi chuckled but didn't retort. He simply watched the scene of Chen Xia's battle and muttered softly.
"He's already exhausted. I want to make it easier for him, so he doesn't have to exert himself for the sake of the realm. If I die, he'll naturally have no reason to get involved."
"With Chen Xia's temperament, won't he come directly to avenge you?" Wu Saint asked in return.
"He's someone who clearly distinguishes between grievances and favors. At most, he'll just kill the Great Saint who killed me. The Heavenly Rain Realm will definitely be fine with it. It's just a matter of one Great Saint replacing another. In that case, Chen Xia will be completely an outsider."
Wu Saint didn't reply immediately. Instead, he pointed ahead and questioned.
"Does he look like an outsider to you now? He's damn well suppressing the four Great Saints!"
Wang Yangzi fell silent for a moment before sighing lightly.
"I miscalculated."
Wu Saint rolled his eyes and gave a sharp evaluation. "Your calculations need improvement."
While the two of them chatted leisurely, the four Great Saints were already under immense pressure. Their expressions were tense, brows furrowed.
Among them, Black Yin Great Saint had relatively less pressure. Fighting alongside his external incarnation, he managed to gain a slight advantage. But it was indeed only a slight advantage, turning the game of five against five into five and two-tenths against five.
In summary, it was utterly useless.
On Chen Xia's side, he clearly had the upper hand. After all, he was the fierce warrior who had cut down half of Golden Lotus Great Sage. He faced Tian Kai Great Sage without any fear, wielding his broken Immortal Sword with incredible speed, forcefully unleashing four divine powers.
Tian Kai Great Sage couldn't harm Chen Xia. With a movement of gray and white colors, the timeline shifted. I was once there, but now I am here, without any injuries. What can you do?
Tian Kai Great Sage could only dumbly stare, witnessing for the first time the disgusting aspects of a cultivator who comprehended the Dao of Time.
If the difference in strength wasn't significant, they could rely on their realm's battle power to forcefully suppress the opponent. But Chen Xia comprehended four Dao paths and had formidable battle strength. Tian Kai Great Sage couldn't find a way to overpower him and could only dumbly stare.
Moreover, Chen Xia wasn't only invulnerable and uninjured. His attacks were truly painful. He constantly swung his broken Immortal Sword, already slashing over two thousand times, leaving cracks on Tian Kai Great Sage's armor.
If they continued to fight, Tian Kai Great Sage would undoubtedly die!
The most terrifying thing was that Chen Xia wasn't even the strongest.
The strongest cultivator suppressed two Great Saints, with countless stars swirling around him like a walking interface, leaving the two Great Saints completely helpless, only able to desperately defend themselves.
High above the sky.
The girl in the red dress raised her eyebrows, widened her eyes, and her expression was filled with curiosity. She asked Shanshui Quasi-Emperor.
"This person you mentioned, this Great Saint who comprehends four Dao paths, seems to be more than just a Great Saint. His external incarnation and inexplicable divine powers are too amazing. I want to learn, hehe."
Shanshui Quasi-Emperor didn't respond immediately. He had been watching the Seed of Dao and seemed to have thought of a terrifying possibility.
He quickly dispelled the distractions in his mind, afraid of facing repercussions.
The fierce battle below continued.
Wu Saint watched with his hands behind his back, feeling a bit bored. He sighed.
"Now it's the clash between the old and the new. The Great Sage has taken a beating, and we Saints need to stand up for him, giving these Great Sages of the Heavenly Rain Realm a taste of the power of lesser Saints."
Just as he finished speaking, news of the first victory came from the battlefield.
It was Chen Xia wielding his immortal sword, stepping through the timeline and finding the only opportunity amidst the gray and white world.
The past, present, and future.
Using the past to cut down future beings, landing in the present.
Who do you think is in pain?
Tian Kai Great Sage's armor was not shattered, but his body spilled fresh blood. His expression was terrified as he plummeted and crashed dozens of miles away, causing mountains to crumble and rivers to reverse. He lay in the deepest part, staring blankly at Chen Xia high above.
Chen Xia held his sword, his back facing the sunlight.
A lone figure.
It seemed to cover the entire sky.
He was the unique existence in heaven and earth. "Invincible in the same realm" was no longer an appropriate description, but...
Transcending realms and becoming invincible.
As the Saints looked down upon the Great Sage, at this moment, everyone surprisingly felt...
It was only natural!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
