Butcher Enters the Saint Realm, an Old Double Standard
"This is... Divine Artifact?"
The eyes of the Withered Wood Saint, who was fighting the Saint Wangyou, were filled with greed.
Weapons of this caliber.
There are only two of them in the entire Shattered Star Realm.
They were all destroyed because of the grand plan being made.
The Holy Alliance barely managed to control the passage between the two worlds by expending the power of two Divine Artifacts.
Upon seeing the Divine Artifact of the Nine Provinces Realm, Withered Wood naturally could not suppress his greed.
As long as we capture Central Province.
Then the overall situation is settled.
All the Divine Artifact in the Nine Provinces Realm belong to his Holy Alliance.
On the distant battlefield.
Upon seeing the short sword radiating a blood-red light, the former Palace Master of the Star God Palace exclaimed in disbelief, "So this Divine Artifact has always been in the hands of the Slaughter God!"
This knife is named -- Beheading.
One of the Eight Divine Artifacts.
It is also the most ferocious of the Eight Divine Artifacts Divine Artifact.
The killing was overwhelming.
Throughout history, countless powerful figures have perished at the hands of this Divine Artifact.
And this murder weapon, in the hands of the Slaughter God, became even more formidable.
Based on this.
He could barely contend with this Saint.
The Butcher unleashed a hundred-foot-long blade of light, cleaving the giant formed from yellow sand in two.
Even the Yellow Wind Saint's eyes revealed a look of shock.
"The Divine Artifact is indeed a great asset in your hands, but since you haven't reached the Saint, you can never defeat me!"
That's all.
He pointed a finger, and a vast amount of Saint Power poured out from the fingertip.
They pressed down on the Butcher's figure.
The Saint Power, a sign of entering the Saint Realm.
Another evolution of True Essence.
The Saint Power can create space and possesses supreme might.
The Butcher swung his knife several times in succession.
A crimson light blotted out the sky.
Even though he possessed the Divine Artifact of Beheading, he was still only on par with the Yellow Wind Saint.
"The Saint Power... that's really troublesome..."
The Butcher lovingly stroked the back of his knife, then suddenly laughed and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll also become a saint and fight you!"
The words had barely left his mouth.
Above the sky, it seemed as if High Antiquity Sanskrit chants were resounding.
A golden beam of light shot straight into the sky above the Butcher's head.
Its aura surged dozens of times.
This moment.
The Butcher's not-so-tall figure, however, shook all directions.
It caused the heavens and earth to tremble.
"What kind of monster is this?!"
The Yellow Wind Saint opposite him had his veins bulging.
Can one become a saint so easily?
When did it become so easy to become a saint?
He toiled away for so many years, and now he's bald, only barely managing to attain sainthood.
Entering the Saint Realm Early Stage.
So the other party just easily became a saint?
Comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable!
Far away.
The Heavenly Lake Holy Lord casually shattered the body of the Vicious Fire Saint, and seeing the situation on the Butcher's side, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction:
"This is the culmination of years of hard work, culminating in a sudden breakthrough!"
"Heavenly Lake Holy Lord, your Nine Provinces Realm certainly has many extraordinary talents, but that is no reason for you to be distracted!"
The body of the Vicious Fire Saint was restored to its original state.
He then unleashed a fierce burst of fiery fist energy that converged above the Heavenly Lake Holy Lord's head.
The Heavenly Lake Holy Lord smiled, lightly waved his sleeve, and the fiery fist aura was instantly blasted away.
The body of the Vicious Fire Saint was also blasted away.
At the same time.
Seeing that the Butcher was about to successfully become a saint, the Yellow Wind Saint snorted coldly and sent a sword of yellow sand piercing through him with a surge of Saint Power.
However.
When the sword of yellow sand reached the Butcher.
It was then shredded.
That was an overwhelming killing intent.
"The Dao of Slaughter?"
Yellow Wind Saint was dumbfounded. At this moment, he finally realized just how terrifying the being he was fighting was.
Finally.
The Butcher opened his eyes, and a trace of Saint Power flowed within them.
"It's done!"
The Butcher felt the power that far surpassed his former strength, laughed loudly, grasped the Beheading, and slashed horizontally with his blade.
A terrifying atmosphere pervaded the air.
The Dao of Slaughter has arrived.
Yellow Wind Saint trembled inwardly, and even considered retreating.
He could sense it.
At this point, the opponent already possessed the ability to kill him.
He started to get scared.
His gaze involuntarily turned in another direction.
What? Trying to run away?
The Butcher persisted, slashing twice with his knife, cutting off the butcher's escape route.
"You were so arrogant when you were at a higher realm than me, but now that we're at the same realm, why are you running away?"
The Butcher sneered, "When I was at the Ninth Level of the Heaven Martial Realm, I dared to face Saint directly, but you don't even have the courage to fight me. You're nothing but a cowardly rat."
"Relying on your Saint Realm, you act superior. In my eyes, you're not even as brave as some of my Heavenly Lake disciples!"
"Enough!"
Yellow Wind Saint's face contorted in pain; he could no longer bear the other's belittling and humiliation.
"Fight then! You've only just entered the Saint, do you think you can kill me?"
Yellow Wind Saint frantically channeled the Saint Power within his body.
The terrifying power of the Dao of Earth rose up.
They rushed towards the Butcher's figure.
"The Slaughter God Saber Technique, Through-Hall Wind!"
The Butcher burst into laughter.
The Beheading was brandished.
It unleashed a fierce and unstoppable attack.
They're gone, never to return.
Only attack, never defend.
"Well..."
Suddenly, a long sigh rang out.
At that moment, a terrifying figure descended and shattered the Butcher's blade with a single palm strike.
The Butcher felt a sharp pain in his hand as he held the Beheading.
He looked at the other person and saw that it was an elderly man who was trembling.
"Be lenient when you can, stop when you've made your point..."
The old man had lost all his teeth and walked very slowly, but no one would underestimate him.
This is the person.
He just repelled Saint's incredibly powerful strike with a single palm.
Therefore, his level of expertise must be above that of Butcher.
"Thank you for your help, Saint Ancestor."
Yellow Wind Saint looked at the old man with gratitude.
"Saint Ancestor?"
Hearing that address...
The Butcher suddenly remembered the identity of the person in front of him.
The Shattered Star Realm has been present in the Nine Provinces for some time now.
Naturally, some Holy Alliance prisoners of war were also captured.
According to them...
Among the five supreme Saint in the Holy Alliance, one is known as the Saint Ancestor.
Mount Tai Saint.
He has lived for countless years.
The first leader of the oldest of the Five Great Saint Sects, the Longevity Saint Sect, was the Mount Tai Saint.
This is also the only one of the Five Great Saint Sects that has never changed its leader.
According to this calculation, this person has lived for hundreds of thousands of years.
The Butcher was astonished.
As for the realm of the Mount Tai Saint, he had even entered the Late-Stage Saint.
They are the Holy Alliance's strongest fighting force.
However, this person rarely makes a move, and has never done so since the Holy Alliance was established, not even when facing the ferocious Rakshasa Race.
It was all done by the other Saint.
This Mount Tai Saint sat calmly in the back.
Today.
He acted out of desperation, wanting to save the Yellow Wind Saint.
The Mount Tai Saint sighed, "Conflicts between the two realms should end when the fighting is over. Becoming Saint is no easy feat; it would be better to let him go."
The Butcher sneered, "Your Holy Alliance has killed quite a few people in the Nine Provinces, so what are they in your eyes?"
"..."
The Mount Tai Saint sighed again and turned his palm over.
A terrifying power erupted.
The Butcher's legs sank directly into the ground.
A trace of blood remained at the corner of his mouth.
At this moment.
A graceful figure in cyan suddenly leaped over, and the giant hammer slammed down. The Mount Tai Saint's expression shifted slightly, and he casually swept out a gust of wind.
The cyan figure was shaken back.
"You keep saying that cultivation is difficult and that one should be forgiving when possible, yet you yourself want to take the life of Saint from the Nine Provinces... What a hypocrite..."
Chen Ning slowly walked over, then spoke, "So it's easy for Saint in my Nine Provinces Realm to cultivate? You've lived hundreds of thousands of years and are still so hypocritical. You've really wasted your life!"