As Ling Fan and the Saint of Huan Feng were engaged.
On the upper reaches of the Martial Continent’s Sacred River.
More than ten figures, exuding immensely powerful auras that even the turbulent Sacred River could not fully suppress, turned to look towards the downstream direction of the Martial Continent’s Sacred River.
“A great battle has erupted downstream of the Sacred River!”
“It must be Huan Feng who intercepted that Undying Empress and Ling Fan.”
“A fierce battle has broken out. It’s not surprising that Huan Feng has the upper hand. Huan Feng is at the fifth stage of the Manifestation Realm, while that Undying Empress is, at most, at the second stage. Even if she’s a bit stronger, at the third stage, she’s no match for Huan Feng. As for her husband, Ling Fan, he’s merely at the Golden Core realm. Even if he forcibly attached himself to her Saint Path to enter the Sacred River, he wouldn’t be of much use. They are destined to perish in the Sacred River.”
“Heh heh, a woman who has just ascended to the Saint realm, and a young man at the Golden Core realm with a bit of luck, they actually think they can contend with our Three Great Sacred Lands. They are truly overthinking things. If it weren’t for the revival of the Martial Continent’s Sacred River, and our reluctance to be distracted, we would have annihilated them long ago.”
As they were speaking.
Suddenly, the fluctuations emanating from downstream of the Sacred River intensified. They felt the Saint Path aura of the Saint of Huan Feng rapidly declining.
Not long after, the Saint Path aura of the Saint of Huan Feng became completely silent!
At that moment.
These more than ten immensely powerful figures collectively trembled, their expressions filled with disbelief. Their gazes seemed to pierce through the endless space, trying to see what was happening downstream.
They fell into silence.
After a while.
They confirmed the death of Huan Feng. He had indeed perished completely, his Saint Path aura vanishing without a trace, as if completely refined and evaporated from existence.
A powerful figure lost his composure and couldn’t help but exclaim.
“How is this possible! Huan Feng is dead?!”
“He is at the fifth stage of the Manifestation Realm, and he has entered the Sacred River several times hundreds of years ago. He can communicate with many Saint Path powers within the Sacred River. Even an expert at the sixth stage of the Manifestation Realm couldn’t kill him so easily…”
“Damn it, damn it! Huan Feng was the backbone of our Divine Wind Sacred Land. Our Divine Wind Sacred Land only has four Saints in total. Hong Feng is dead, and now Huan Feng is dead. Our Divine Wind Sacred Land has suffered too heavy a loss!”
“This blood debt must be repaid by that Undying Empress and her husband with a hundredfold, a thousandfold blood.”
Powerful Saint thoughts immediately stirred up terrifying storms in the upper reaches of the Sacred River, causing the river water to churn violently.
“Let’s not worry about them for now. Seizing control of the Sacred River is the priority. Let’s trace it back to the uppermost reaches of the Martial Continent’s Sacred River, and even enter the Origin Sacred River of the Nine Flowers Realm. At that time, our power will be unprecedentedly strong. This is our opportunity, and we cannot let it slip away in vain. Otherwise, once the Martial Continent’s Sacred River becomes dormant again, it will be difficult to enter it again.”
Another powerful Saint thought emanated, no weaker than the Saint from the Divine Wind Sacred Land, and perhaps even stronger.
“Alright, let’s trace the origin together. The further upstream we go, the more powerful the Martial Dao Saint Spirits born in the Sacred River become. Even with all of us joining forces, we might not be able to guarantee reaching the source.”
“As for that Undying Empress and her husband, with their strength, they won’t be able to reach our current location. Don’t let trivial matters cause us to lose sight of the bigger picture. Once we control the Sacred River, we can deal with them however we please.”
“Agreed.”
“Seconded.”
“Certainly.”
Powerful Saint thoughts intertwined in the upper reaches of the Sacred River, and an agreement was instantly reached.
Several powerful Saint Spirits, comparable to the sixth stage of the Saint Realm, leaped out of the Sacred River. They were directly torn apart by these powerful Saint thoughts, transforming into origin Saint power, which was absorbed by these figures.
These ten-odd figures continued to advance upstream in the Sacred River.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Ling Fan and Xue Yi rapidly refined the power of the Saint of Huan Feng and continued their journey.
Bang bang bang!
Their strength greatly increased, their power becoming even more formidable. The Saint Spirits that emerged from the Sacred River, even those comparable to the fifth stage of the Saint Realm, could not stop their progress and became sources of their power.
Upon reaching the middle reaches of the Sacred River.
Ling Fan’s Myriad Laws Golden Core法则 had reached a new level of intensity, almost reaching the peak of the Golden Core realm.
As for Xue Yi, her strength had also improved. After absorbing various Saint Spirits, she gained a new understanding of the origin of the Martial Continent’s Saint Path, and her realm soared to a point close to the fifth stage of the Saint Path.
Ahead, the Sacred River was shrouded in mist. Suddenly, the sounds of intense fighting, bang bang bang, emanated from within.
Ling Fan and Xue Yi exchanged glances. Could it be that they had encountered people from the Three Great Sacred Lands of the Martial Continent so soon?
They cautiously approached.
Suddenly, a powerful force struck from ahead, tearing apart the mist. A peerlessly sharp, gleaming celestial saber cleaved through the heavy waves, tearing a deep沟壑 in the Sacred River, and slashed towards them.
“Who is lurking there!”
Accompanying the saber light was an aged reprimand.
Xue Yi was about to counterattack.
Ling Fan, upon hearing the voice, suddenly reached out and stopped her. He extended his hand, and the power of Myriad Laws rapidly evolved within his palm, neutralizing the saber strike.
“Stand down, it is I, the Grand Elder of Demon Suppression.”
Ling Fan said slowly.
“Ah! This voice is so familiar. Is it… could it be Young Master Ling!”
An aged figure returned, appearing opposite Ling Fan and Xue Yi. He was clad in the attire of the Demon Suppression clan, and it was indeed the successor Grand Elder of the Demon Suppression clan.
He had now broken through to the Manifestation Realm, and his Saint power surged, rapidly controlling the power of the Sacred River. He had already reached the sixth stage of the Saint Path and was rapidly ascending. With every breath, countless Saint Path laws increased within him.
“Who is he?”
Xue Yi was momentarily confused.
She did not recognize the Grand Elder of Demon Suppression.
Ling Fan said, “He is my friend.”
Ling Fan introduced him and briefly recounted the events of suppressing the Demon Emperor in the Myriad Burial Demon Abyss.
“Elder Demon Suppression, you must have only recently ascended to the Manifestation Realm. Why has your strength increased so rapidly?”
Ling Fan asked his burning question.
“Young Master Ling, before our ancestor perished, he sealed a portion of his own power within the Martial Continent’s Sacred River. Although I have only recently ascended to the Saint realm, as soon as I entered the Martial Continent’s Sacred River, I immediately activated this power, which directly bestowed upon me, causing my strength to surge instantly.”
Although the Grand Elder of Demon Suppression was now a peerless expert at the sixth stage of the Manifestation Realm, in front of Ling Fan, he maintained a respectful attitude, as humble as if he were Ling Fan’s junior.
Moreover, the strike with which Ling Fan had intercepted his saber energy was incredibly powerful.
Even though he had now reached the sixth stage of the Manifestation Realm, he still felt that Ling Fan’s power was unfathomable, impossible to discern.
“So, that Saint General left such a contingency plan. He was indeed farsighted.”
Ling Fan nodded slightly.
That First Saint General of the Zhou family, Wang Ruoyu, was once a peak Saint at the ninth stage of the Manifestation Realm, a peerless king among Saints. With his power, he could indeed directly manipulate the Martial Continent’s Sacred River and leave behind such a plan.
“Young Master Ling, shortly after I entered the Martial Continent’s Sacred River, I immediately sensed several intensely powerful demonic auras. These are the auras of Saint experts from the Heavenly Demon Realm. I would never mistake them. Although they are somewhat different from the Myriad Burial Demon Emperor, that extremely evil and malevolent aura, like the source of all demons in heaven and earth, is unmistakable! These few Demon Saints must have infiltrated the experts of the Three Great Sacred Lands of the Martial Continent, intending to seize control of the Martial Continent’s Sacred River!”
The Grand Elder of Demon Suppression said respectfully.
Ling Fan nodded. “Indeed, there are remnants of the Heavenly Demon Realm in the Martial Continent. Furthermore, they are not merely mixed into the Three Great Sacred Lands, but the War Demon Sacred Land among them was established by them.”
“What!”
The Grand Elder of Demon Suppression’s heart tightened.
He had never imagined that the influence of the Heavenly Demon Realm in the Martial Continent was so extensive.
After all, the Saint Lord-level experts of the Three Great Sacred Lands were at least at the seventh stage of the Manifestation Realm. Moreover, once they traced the origin of the Martial Continent’s Sacred River, or even entered the main trunk of the Origin Sacred River of the Nine Flowers Realm, they would likely immediately ascend to the eighth stage of the Manifestation Realm, becoming supreme Saints. At that time, perhaps no one would be able to contend with them.
Even if he merged with all the power left by the Wang family ancestor in the Martial Continent’s Sacred River, he would likely still be unable to match them.
“What should we do? We absolutely cannot let the Demon Saints of the Heavenly Demon Realm steal the power of the Sacred River!”
The Grand Elder of Demon Suppression realized the gravity of the situation and said with some urgency.