Billions of sword rays streaked across the sky, world-shaking sword intent filling heaven and earth, striking the nine heavens and suppressing all directions.
The Saint Body stood alone against a host of heroes, unleashing an incomparably fierce clash. It was undoubtedly an unbelievable sight!
One had to know that those fighting the Saint Body were no ordinary nobodies. Every single one was a renowned prodigy.
The prodigies of the Overlord Body Clan, the prodigies of the Saint Spirit Clan, and others—who among them had not remained invincible along the way, fighting their way to the ninth Emperor Pass?
Let alone facing a host of heroes alone, even a battle between the Saint Body and any one of these prodigies would have been a world-shaking event.
Now that the Saint Body was fighting several prodigies alone, this rare spectacle immediately caused a sensation across the nine Emperor Passes.
Countless experts rushed over upon hearing the news, all wanting to witness this battle firsthand and see the peerless bearing of the prodigies of this era.
When they saw the battle in the heavens, everyone was left dumbfounded, as if they had witnessed something unimaginable.
"The Saint Body is actually this fierce? He dared to take the initiative even while fighting so many prodigies?"
"They say the Saint Body's flesh is unparalleled and his vitality overwhelms the world. Seeing it today, the rumors were indeed true!"
"No wonder the Saint Body dared to be so arrogant. He has absolute confidence in his own strength!"
Seeing the Saint Body take the initiative and fight a host of prodigies without yielding a single step, the crowd erupted into an uproar.
When they had first heard that the Saint Body had challenged all the prodigies of this era, everyone's first thought was that he had gone mad.
Most people believed the Saint Body was arrogantly overestimating himself. Challenging all the prodigies of this era alone was simply seeking death.
Yet everything they saw now was vastly different from what they had imagined.
Facing a host of prodigies, the Saint Body advanced rather than retreating, launching attacks of his own and fighting them to a standstill.
Only then did they suddenly realize that perhaps the Saint Body was not arrogantly overestimating himself, but was simply powerful enough.
Powerful enough to fight the top prodigies of this era alone and still remain undefeated!
What shocking combat power!
The Saint Body was going to defy the heavens!
Yang Qing stood upon the void, his immense vitality blanketing the heavens as he pushed the Saint Body's strength to its limit.
The prodigies of this era roared repeatedly. After several clashes just now, they had already fully understood how powerful their opponent was.
Before the man even arrived, his enormous health bar was already shoved in their faces. Who could endure that?
With his immense vitality alone, the Saint Body was already among the top prodigies of this era, capable of fighting anyone.
What was more, what truly made them wary was not the Saint Body's powerful flesh, but that sword!
The world-shaking sword rays were far too dazzling, concealing peerless killing intent. They seemed capable of severing everything and annihilating all things.
Whether they were prodigies of the Saint Spirit Clan or monsters of the Overlord Body Clan, none could withstand its edge. All were forced to retreat.
Yet the foremost prodigies of this era were no pushovers. Seeing how powerful their opponent was, their battle intent was instead ignited.
No one believed themselves inferior to anyone else. If the Saint Body could face so many of them alone and they still could not win, would they not become a laughingstock?
Then any contention on the Emperor's Road or talk of Proving Dao and Becoming Emperor would all become a joke.
For that reason, the foremost prodigies of this era all turned cold-eyed, their killing intent laid bare as they unleashed heaven-shaking combat power.
Amid countless collisions, the earth-shattering battle grew increasingly fierce and entered its most intense stage. Everyone fought themselves into madness.
"Wonderful! Again!"
Yang Qing threw back his head and roared, battle intent surging around him. Since embarking on this journey, he had never encountered such an intense battle.
The foremost prodigies of this era had gathered together. Every one of them was not far from their peak—indeed, they were only a single step away.
When these prodigies attacked together, their immense power could shatter heaven and destroy earth, wiping out all things.
One could imagine the pressure he endured while being besieged!
But this was precisely the battle he wanted!
His blood vitality surged wildly, blanketing the heavens. The Saint Body phenomenon appeared behind him as he wielded his sword and fought bathed in blood.
Amid the violent collisions, his battle instincts were pushed to the utmost, allowing him to enter his best combat state.
His Dao and his methods were gradually being perfected, his entire being emanating an air of completeness.
His battle intent soared into the sky. Tempered by blood and fire, he grew stronger with every battle and charged toward the final peak.
"Born for battle. There is no suspense in this fight," Ji Xukong said softly.
Yang Qing had chosen an extremely risky approach. What he feared most was that excessive rigidity would lead to collapse, leaving him at a disadvantage from the very start.
But the current situation was that Yang Qing fought bloodily in all directions without falling even slightly behind. That had already determined the outcome of this battle.
For amid the fierce battle, Yang Qing displayed extraordinary Combat Talent. He seemed born for battle, growing stronger the longer he fought.
If they could not crush Yang Qing from the beginning, how could the prodigies of this era fight someone who only grew stronger with every battle?
Even Ji Xukong could not help but take notice of such incomparable Combat Talent, and even marvel at it!
At last, the worry hanging over his heart could be put to rest. He understood why Yang Qing was in such a hurry.
In truth, he was also in a hurry, because the senior with the Great Accomplishment Saint Body could not hold on much longer!
If possible, he too wished to break through as soon as possible and share the responsibility borne by the senior with the Great Accomplishment Saint Body.
But unlike Yang Qing, he had already reached his limit. Even the foremost prodigies of this era were nothing more than chickens and dogs before him.
What had always trapped him was never himself, but the shackles of this world!
If not for the curse that prevented anyone from attaining the Dao for five hundred years, he would have taken that step long ago and Proved Dao and Become Emperor!
But now, he could only wait!
Originally, he had not placed his hopes on Yang Qing. In his view, Yang Qing was still young and needed time to grow.
Yet Yang Qing's unbelievable rate of growth made him see hope!
If Yang Qing could bring his Saint Body to Great Accomplishment before him, he could share the pressure borne by the senior with the Great Accomplishment Saint Body. The future might not be so difficult.
Yang Qing did not disappoint Ji Xukong's expectations. Amid the brutal battle, he paid no heed whatsoever to his own injuries.
The Saint Body's strength was revealed at this moment as well. With such a thick health bar, what did a little injury amount to?
Even if he suffered grievous wounds, he could simply reconstruct his flesh. So long as his vitality did not fade, the Saint Body would not perish.
He could feel that amid the fierce collisions, strengthened by his surging battle intent, he was drawing ever closer to that threshold.
Just a little more, and he would break through his limits and stand at the peak of the ninth level of the Quasi-Emperor realm!
After some time, the heaven-shaking battle continued, and everyone had already reached their most frenzied state.
Killing intent surged into the heavens, while battle intent roiled and intertwined. Everyone's eyes had turned red with slaughter as they fought to the death.
"One sword once held back a million troops, one hand subdued heaven and earth. Break for me!"
Yang Qing threw back his head and roared. Sword qi stretched thirty thousand miles, and his surging sword intent was more blazing than ever before, piercing the nine heavens above and cutting through the nine netherworlds below.
This sword also shattered the final barrier. With the help of the foremost prodigies of this era, he had broken through!
Rumble!
As a boundless sea of lightning emerged and a terrifying aura engulfed the universe, everyone's expressions changed drastically, leaving them dumbfounded.
The Saint Body had actually broken through at this moment!
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