For ordinary Immortals, a Quasi-Saint is already the ceiling, an existence they cannot surpass in a lifeti, eternally invincible, and never falling.
But now, a cold blood rain makes countless people realize that even Quasi-Saints can die!
"So what is cultivation ultimately for?"
"Does this world truly have an invincible existence?"
Countless young prodigies look confused, wandering in the blood rain, letting the raindrops fall on their bodies, dampening their clothes, freezing their bodies.
Not just them, many strong ones of the older generation also feel heavy-hearted, their Dao hearts unsettled.
...
The Buddhist Realm.
"Unexpectedly, the first fallen Quasi-Saint is Literature Destiny!"
The Buddha Lord stands in the blood rain, holding Buddha Beads, emanating Buddha Light all around, his tone rather heavy.
He knows that obtaining Hongng Purple Qi does not an peace, but rather more danger, because too many greedy people want to seize Hongng Purple Qi.
Of course, not many people understand this truth!
For instance, Literature Destiny does not understand, so he beca the first fallen Quasi-Saint!
...
"Qin Dynasty commands Cao Cao!"
"Damn it! It seems our sect cannot take revenge anyti soon!"
In a hidden world, countless luxurious Immortal Palaces are built, located on Immortal Mountains, and murals can be seen everywhere, depicting countless scantily clad won.
At the top of the mountain, there’s a pink Immortal Palace.
A noble man sits cross-legged on an Immortal bed, looking towards the direction of the myriad worlds, his face gloomy, filled with anger.
Then, he gently waves ’Ten Beauty Portraits’, pink evil desire Qi floats, ten won in gauze skirts step out, their faces enchanting, their every expression captivates the soul.
With the company of ten beauties, the king does not attend morning court.
In no ti, the mountain top emits strong aura, and a pink Hongng Desire Dao Principle spans across the sky.
...
"Is this Hongng Purple Qi? Indeed extraordinary!"
On the cosmic battlefield, Cao Cao gazes at the purple Qi hovering over Literature Destiny’s corpse, a glint flashes in his eyes, he murmurs.
Within Hongng Purple Qi, he senses the original aura of Literature’s Great Dao.
Very vast!
Very strong!
Can directly help one break through to Dao Saint Realm!
"But, it’s useless to !"
Cao Cao shakes his head, reaches out and grabs the Hongng Purple Qi, putting it into his personal space.
Though Hongng Purple Qi is good, it is not the ideal way of proving the Dao; Cao Cao’s breakthrough thod has only one path, which is to prove the Dao by strength.
He disdains proving the Dao via Hongng Purple Qi and rit!
"Wan Ye Academy doesn’t need to exist anymore!"
Cao Cao turns his head, looks at the distant middle world, waves his battle sword gently.
"Escape!"
Within Wan Ye Academy, the Grand Elder of the Painting Institute notices Cao Cao’s action, his face changes drastically, hysterically yells, turning into a stream of light, fleeing towards afar.
But unfortunately, before he flies out of the academy, a Sword Qi descends, erasing all life.
Exterminate to the root!
...
"Qin Dynasty’s fate is very good, not only coming out of the inheritance secret realm but also obtaining a strand of Hongng Purple Qi!"
In the Southern Dao State, within the suspended Holy City, in the magnificent hall, the Old Ancestor of the Sacred Clan sees Cao Cao taking away the Hongng Purple Qi, and feels envious.
He originally thought, after the Dao lineage catastrophe, there would be no more human race in the heavens and myriad worlds, or the human race would decline.
But now it seems the human race still has a glimr of hope!
"Fortunately, this strand of Hongng Purple Qi was not obtained by the demon race, otherwise..."
The Old Ancestor of the Sacred Clan shakes his head, says in relief.
But before finishing his sentence, his facial expression freezes, suddenly realizing, since Qin Dynasty can take away Literature Destiny’s Hongng Purple Qi, does it an the demon race can also seize Hongng Purple Qi?
It’s known that the demon race has two Quasi-Saint experts, can fully seize a strand of Hongng Purple Qi!
And should the demon race act, the primary target is bound to be...
The Sacred Clan!
Thinking of this, the Sacred Clan’s Old Ancestor feels a chill throughout his body.
Boom!
At this mont, terrifying auras co from the distant sky, filling the skies, sealing the heaven of Southern Dao State, imprisoning the suspended Holy City within.
"They’re here!"
The Sacred Clan’s Old Ancestor’s face turns pale, without hesitation, he flees towards afar.
He doesn’t stay.
Because he knows, even if he stays, it’s impossible to defeat the demon race’s two Quasi-Saints, apart from sacrificing a life, nothing can be changed.
It’s better to hide, and after breaking through to Dao Saint Realm, then seek revenge on the demon race.
As for the tribe.
He cares even less.
As long as he lives, the Sacred Clan will eternally exist.
"Sacred Clan’s Old Ancestor, hand over the Hongng Purple Qi, and you may keep your life!"
At this mont, a cold voice suddenly echoes overhead of the Sacred Clan’s Old Ancestor, revealing terrifying aura, sealing heavens and earth, extinguishing the nine heavens and ten earths.
"Kill!"
With no nonsense, a flash of ruthless anger in his eyes, the Sacred Clan’s Old Ancestor thinks not and launches a palm strike.
Boom!
The void shatters enormously.
A golden palm print appears, imnsely vast, containing overwhelming power, breaking through the void’s seal.
After one strike, the Sacred Clan’s Old Ancestor doesn’t linger, tearing the void, fleeing towards afar.
"Zhou Tian Star Formation, activate!"
In the distance, Bai Ze stands on a cloud layer, white clothes fluttering, eyes like cold stars, exuding endless cold glints.
Hongng Star Dao Principle breaks through the void, evolves countless stars.
In the blink of an eye, a vast formation is ford, including Solar Star and Taiyin Star, and three hundred and sixty-five primary stars, fourteen thousand eight hundred secondary stars, sealing heavens and earth.
Looking from afar, one would discover the heaven of Northern Emperor Dao State already sealed.
Apart from the vast star power, even sunlight cannot penetrate.
"Damn it!"
Finding himself trapped within the Zhou Tian Star Formation, the Sacred Clan’s Old Ancestor curses angrily, his face twisted, boundless killing intent.
"Dong Huang Bell, suppress!"
Emperor Tian roars, the golden-glowing Dong Huang Bell breaks through the void, becoming imnsely giant in the sky, containing unrivaled power, smashing through ti and space, suppressing the Sacred Clan’s Old Ancestor.
"Zhou Tian Star Formation, revolve!"
Bai Ze waves both hands, vast stars carrying terrifying power, from all directions, collide towards the Sacred Clan’s Old Ancestor.
"Creation Heavenly Saint Pen, defend!"
Facing two devastating attacks, the Sacred Clan’s Old Ancestor grits his teeth, employs the Creation Heavenly Saint Pen, blocking the Dong Huang Bell.
Then, he draws out a battle sword, slashing sharp Sword Qi one after another.
The power of these Sword Qi is extraordinary, can easily annihilate a large world, but against Bai Ze’s condensed stars, it takes several strikes to break.
Monts later.
After destroying several thousand stars.
The Sacred Clan’s Old Ancestor’s body staggers, struck by a star, flies backward several hundred miles.
Then it’s the second star, the third star, the fourth star...
Each impact forces the Sacred Clan’s Old Ancestor to fly backward, suffering considerable injuries.
After being hit by several hundred stars, his strong Quasi-Saint body is nearly unable to hold on, covered with countless cracks, at risk of shattering at any mont.
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