I, Thanks To My Unlimited Investment, Am Admired By Every Race Chapter 307 306: Is Someone Really Exterminating the Spirit

I, Thanks To My Unlimited Investnt, Am Admired By All Races

"Li Xun! You're far too arrogant!! Do you really think that with just a single Saint King, you can wipe out my entire clan!?"

From the direction of the Spirit Clan's back mountain, that white-haired, white-bearded Saint let out a furious roar, his voice shaking heaven and earth.

Beneath his feet, billowing black mist surged skyward, blasting apart the clouds above and plunging the area into utter darkness.

"Everyone, attack with ! As long as we can hold her back for two quarters of an hour, the experts of the Xiao Clan will arrive!" He spoke again.

The entire Spirit Clan Ancient Star trembled violently. Four Saints stepped into the heavens together, moving to intercept Huang Xi. Invisible killing intent swept in all directions.

In this era, where Saints rarely showed themselves, today's battle was undoubtedly enough to shake the entire Desolate Ancient Continent!

Boom!

Terrifying shockwaves from their clash spread outward, as if countless suns were exploding together in the firmant. Tens of millions of divine rays burst forth, blazing with boundless brilliance. No one could look directly at it—this was practically a cataclysm.

The near world-destroying fluctuations directly engulfed the entire Spirit Clan Ancient Star.

"Ah—!"

Countless living beings scread in agony. All creatures on the Spirit Clan Ancient Star suffered utter annihilation. Faced with the aftermath of clashes between Saints and beings above Saints, no one could resist.

In the blink of an eye, they were reduced to ashes.

Dong!

On the Spirit Clan Ancient Star, the aura of a Peak Sacred Weapon surged violently, spreading across the heavens and covering every corner within tens of thousands of miles.

Amid it all, blood blossoms could faintly be seen splashing through the air.

At the very first exchange, both sides had already entered a white-hot battle. One side sought to stall for ti, while the other wanted to end the fight as quickly as possible.

After all, what that Spirit Clan Saint said earlier was correct, this battle could not remain hidden for long. Even if the Spirit Clan did not notify the Xiao Clan, the Xiao Clan would still receive word in a short ti.

Not to ntion that the Spirit Clan had already communicated with the Xiao Clan beforehand. If nothing unexpected happened, the Xiao Clan's experts were already on their way.

Boom!

A deafening explosion rang out.

Amid the sea of divine light, a Spirit Clan Saint struggled to break free. One of his arms had been severed, his skull cracked open, and a hole pierced straight through his chest from front to back.

His entire body was drenched in blood, as though he had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of gore—hideous and terrifying to behold.

"Ah—!"

The Saint threw back his head and roared, glancing back at the battlefield. Deep within his pupils lay profound terror.

It was far too frightening.

Between a Saint and a Saint King, the difference of a single realm was like an insurmountable chasm. Even with the four of them joining forces, and with a Sacred King weapon, they still had little chance against Huang Xi. Throughout the entire battle, the four of them were completely suppressed.

"Ancestor!"

So Spirit Clan mbers who had survived by relying on formations stared up at the battle in the sky and cried out loudly, but those voices were utterly useless.

Before they could even leave the Ancient Star, they were completely drowned out by the ear-splitting shockwaves of combat.

As for the Saint who had escaped the battlefield, there was not the slightest hint of nostalgia. He did not even look back at his ancestral land, instead transforming into a streak of light and shooting toward the horizon.

He was trying to flee for his life.

If the fight continued, even he could not be sure whether the Xiao Clan's experts would arrive first, or whether the four of them would perish first.

"Where do you think you're going?"

At the very mont this Spirit Clan Saint turned to flee. From within the battlefield, a jade-white hand crossed more than a hundred thousand li of void, striking later yet arriving first. It covered an area of ten thousand zhang, descending from the sky to seize him.

That hand carried the force of wind and thunder, causing hundreds upon thousands of great stars within the entire star region to tremble violently, their radiance dimming. Mountains and lands upon those stars collapsed at terrifying speed.

It was as though the heavens and earth were being opened anew, with all things and living beings wiped out.

"No—!"

The Spirit Clan Saint let out a shrill scream, but before it could fade, he was seized by that hand. Five fingers clenched shut, and with a puff, a cloud of blood mist exploded in the void.

The fall of a Saint was, without a doubt, a truly horrifying sight.

Such fluctuations surged across millions of li.

Even the Desolate Ancient Continent was affected to so extent. Countless powerful figures raised their heads to look toward the void, uncertainty and alarm written all over their faces.

"What's going on?"

A great sect master stepped into the sky, gazing in the direction of the Spirit Clan Ancient Star. His expression was extrely grave as he muttered to himself, "Could sothing have happened over on the Spirit Clan's side?"

The Spirit Clan was a force that had existed for an unimaginably long ti, in their ancestry, there had once been a Saint King level powerhouse.

Even today, their territorial domain remained vast. Even the region where he was currently located lay within the Spirit Clan's sphere of control.

No matter how hard he wracked his brain, he could not imagine what kind of trouble the Spirit Clan could possibly encounter.

And yet, that instant of fluctuation just now had clearly reached the Saint level. Even from such a great distance, it had filled him with a trace of fear.

It felt as though… he had been facing an incomparably supre existence.

As this sect master was speculating in his heart, above his head, streaks of divine light swayed with endless brilliance, tearing across the sky.

Like countless teors, they dazzled the eyes.

Every single streak carried powerful aura fluctuations. Even the weakest among them were at the Divine Palace Realm, and among them were several presences whose might made his heart pound in terror.

"Saints!"

The sect master's face drained of color in shock.

Watching the direction those divine streaks were heading toward, he confird his suspicions.

These people were all rushing toward the Spirit Clan at the sa ti. If nothing unexpected had happened, then sothing truly earth-shattering must have occurred there—enough to draw even Saints into action.

One had to know, under normal circumstances, when Saints went on the move, they paid great attention to ceremony and display.

But now, whether Divine Palace Realm cultivators or Saints, none of them were using flying spirit treasures. Instead, they were personally hurrying on their way, all in an effort to reach the Spirit Clan as quickly as possible.

From this alone, it was clear that the Spirit Clan was likely standing at the brink of life and death!

"Could it be… that soone is really trying to wipe out the Spirit Clan? Aren't they afraid of the Xiao Clan intervening?"

The sect master's heart skipped a beat. After pondering for a long while, he too joined the surging tide heading toward the Spirit Clan.

The destruction of a top-tier force was destined to draw the attention of all sides. Especially a force like the Spirit Clan.

Right now, everyone was desperate to know what exactly had happened in its vicinity. He was no exception.

Compared to the Spirit Clan's ultimate fate, he was even more eager to know which power dared to strike against the Spirit Clan at such a mont.

After all, the Spirit Clan was a major clan with deep foundations. If they managed to survive this calamity, then the force that made the move would likely face a rciless reckoning in the future.

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