Bang!
The blood mist exploded.
It wasn't Jiang Ping, but a Half-Saint.
"Old Ancestor!"
Before Su Tongxuan had gone far, he witnessed an astonishing scene.
The Golden Sword meant to kill Jiang Ping instantly crumbled, while the massive Half-Saint Dharma Image of the Su Family's Second Generation Ancestor who brought him was killed with a single finger.
Thick blood mist billowed across the sky, staining half the heavens red.
The Starry Sky above them seemed to solidify further, and an Unrivaled figure hovered above the heads of the Half-Saint, with astonishing Dao Rhythm flowing through the surrounding area.
It was this same figure who made the move, killing Half-Saint with a single finger.
"Jiang Saint!"
Zheng Family Old Woman was deeply shaken. This place was thousands of miles away from the Imperial City. Even Jiang Saint should not have been able to appear so quickly.
"Bang!"
Jiang Saint remained silent, then extended a finger, larger than the Dharma Image of Half-Saint, and crushed another Half-Saint.
She was the female Half-Saint who had just made a move to help the Second Generation Ancestor of the Su Family kill Jiang Ping. She didn't even have time to say a word before becoming the second Half-Saint to fall.
"Jiang Saint, spare my life!"
The Zheng Family Old Woman spoke up. Unlike those Half-Saint without a saint behind them, the Zheng Family Two Saints in One Clan, yet they had never thought of dying.
Seeing Jiang Saint raise his hand, about to kill the third person.
You've made a breakthrough.
A majestic, seemingly omnipresent voice suddenly resounded in everyone's hearts.
"Ancestor!" the Shang Family shouted, his face full of excitement. He was very familiar with this voice, as it belonged to the current Martial Saint of his clan. His strength was unparalleled in the world, and he was also one of the most powerful Martial Saints in the Great Li, ranking among the top three. He was truly extraordinary.
The other Half-Saint seemed to be deep in thought, while the Shang Family Martial Saint's words were quite explosive.
Jiang Saint breaks through?
"Jiang Sheng has reached the Sixth Heaven of the Jiang Saint Realm?" Headmaster Qin asked excitedly.
This is no small matter. Under the influence of the overall environment, there is only one person who is the Number One Under Heaven among the Great Accomplishment Martial Saint. It is fortunate for others not to regress. Very few can stand at the Sixth Heaven of Martial Saint.
In the Great Li Dynasty, there are five or six people who have undergone five transformations of their Saint Body, but only three people have undergone six transformations of their martial saint bodies. For example, there is the Shang Family Martial Saint who has just appeared, the old royal saint who is already in his twilight years, and the Three Generations Ancestor of the Feng Family, the number one family in the Great Li Dynasty.
If Jiang Sheng were to establish himself at the Sixth Heaven of the Jiang Saint Realm, he would be the fourth strongest in the Great Li, and those powerful families would no longer dare to target Jiang Ping in this way.
"Almost, it was your Starry Sky Saint Technique that improved."
The Shang Family Martial Saint, spoke again, revealing Jiang Saint's condition.
It wasn't that he truly stood on the Sixth Heaven, but rather that he broke through using sacred methods.
"Phew~"
The several Half-Saint breathed a sigh of relief. If Jiang Saint were to truly establish himself in the Sixth Heaven, this faction would gain significant influence, making it difficult for some powerful figures to change the system.
"Jiang Siqi!"
The next moment, a deafening sound suddenly rang out, and the world seemed to change color.
Everyone saw a gigantic human face at the edge of the sky, obscuring the sun, with a vast amount of vital energy rising from it with each breath.
The third Martial Saint!
The Zheng Family Old Woman was moved. This ambush had attracted three Martial Saints. Fortunately, this one belonged to their side. If a battle between Saints had broken out, Jiang Ping would definitely not have survived.
"Old Ancestor!"
Su Tongxuan shouted that his Second Generation Ancestor of the Su Family had just been killed; it was this Old Ancestor's descendant.
Boom!
The dense clouds burst open, Su Family Martial Saint took a step forward, already close at hand. He was very powerful, his gaze shifting between Jiang Siqi and Jiang Ping, his Killing intent undisguised.
Although his offspring did not live long, the thought of an elderly man burying his young son was still unsettling.
Jiang Ping was under immense pressure; it seemed as if a saint held a grudge against him.
"Old hag Su, do you want your entire clan wiped out after you die?"
The fourth Venerated Saint appeared, belonging to Jiang Saint's camp.
This is a very young saint, full of vitality, who has only Becoming a Saint for a hundred years, while the saint of the Su Family is over six hundred years old and has reached his twilight years.
"Senior Wei, with me here, the Su Family will prosper for a thousand years!" Su Tongxuan stood beside the Old Ancestor, neither humble nor arrogant, daring to refute the words of this young sage.
He was confident and had the confidence to back it up. He believed that the Su Family might soon achieve the same level of glory as the Zheng Family, with the Two Saints in One Clan.
Wei Lin gazed at the one-armed Innate Sacred Body and chuckled, "Young man, you're ignorant and forgetful. You just lost an arm; don't you remember you almost died just now?"
Su Tongxuan fell silent.
"If you were to stand at the level of a saint, I think even Jiang could kill you!"
Wei Lin added another sentence, seemingly intending to attack the heart of the matter.
"Give it a try!"
When the Su Family Martial Saint spoke, the air around him exploded, the majestic Dao Rhythm flowed, the Celestial Phenomenon changed drastically, and a thousand waves were stirred up.
This man, who was always assertive and unafraid of war even in his old age, and was even a proponent of war within the Aristocratic Family Camp, felt that the Great Li needed a major purge to return to its former glory.
Ultimately, the War of the Martial Saints neither took place nor could be fought. The Great Li was sustained by these top-tier saints. Although internal strife was severe, battles at the saint level were rare.
The two sages, Shang and Su, departed with several elderly Half-Saint.
Pfft.
As soon as these people left, Xie Wuji staggered, his chest stained with blood.
He was severely injured, his face was aged and emaciated, and he exuded a strong aura of death.
"Are you alright?" Headmaster Qin's expression was grave. He was fine, but Xie Wuji was already weakened by the Blood Qi and qi, and after such a fierce battle, his condition was quite serious.
"It's alright." Xie Wuji waved his hand. He didn't have many years left to live anyway, so what was there to fear about death?
"Senior."
Jiang Ping and Chen Qingyan approached. The senior was very powerful, capable of fighting against several Half-Saint. However, he had revealed a weakness while helping him deal with the Late Golden Core cultivator, and subsequently fell into a disadvantageous position, suffering several blows to his chest and back.
Xie Wuji is currently very weak and cannot hold on for much longer.
Teacher Xie.
A handsome middle-aged man walked over.
It was none other than Jiang Saint, Jiang Siqi. He was dressed simply, without a trace of nobility, yet he was the world-renowned Jiang Saint, the founder of the Great Li Martial Examination, and the National Academy was established because of him.
Jiang Siqi grasped Xie Wuji's arm, and her Dao Rhythm aura flowed around him. Xie Wuji's complexion improved considerably, and his injuries were visibly healing.
"You have already extended my life many times, why waste my sacred Origin again?"
The elder brother shook off his arm, unwilling to live by harming his disciple's Dao Path.
"Senior, let me do it. I'm still young, I can recover." Wei Lin came over, wanting to help Xie Wuji prolong his life.
However, Xie Wuji also refused, saying, "You are the successor to Jiang Saint, and you will soon enter the Martial Saint Mid-stage. You are the junior who will carry the banner."
"It's been less than a year," Jiang Siqi said. This was his mentor and his Guardian during his youth.
"It's alright. I'm already one foot in the grave anyway. My life has been exciting enough."
Xie Wuji took it all in stride and didn't care at all.
Moreover, he was even happier that he had saved two exceptionally talented juniors for Jiang Saint, so that even if Jiang Saint passed away hundreds of years later, there would be successors: the young Wei Lin, as well as Jiang Ping and Chen Qingyan.
"I heard you're getting married?"
Jiang Siqi looked at Jiang Ping and Chen Qingyan.
Jiang Ping nodded slightly, but after this incident, he wanted to postpone the wedding, but then he heard Jiang Saint say:
"You're going to Changping Prefecture City, right? I'll be the officiant at your wedding."
"Ah?"
Jiang Ping was taken aback. This senior was going to officiate their wedding?
"An Innate Sacred Body and a Martial Bone Talent —it wouldn't be bad for this old man to witness such an Unrivaled marriage before he dies."
Xie Wuji spoke.