At this moment, many people showed surprise. The old man, who should have died more than a year ago, suddenly appeared alive and well in front of them.
"Saint Changchun, have you misdiagnosed me?"
Even Zheng Tianrong, the Martial Saint, was somewhat surprised and couldn't help but look at the woman beside Jiang Saint.
In fact, the reason everyone believed Xie Wuji was dead was because of the General's Order issued by this Martial Saint.
However, the other party ignored him and offered no explanation, focusing instead on healing Jiang Saint's injuries.
"Changchun, retreat now, and I will not hold you accountable afterward."
At this moment, Shang Mingyuan shouted coldly.
He didn't care about the life or death of a Half-Saint, but was more wary of the two saints who had suddenly disrupted things.
Especially those from the Ancient Aristocratic Family.
"Shangguan Chun, does your clan also intend to enter the world?"
Shang Mingyuan turned his head again, staring at Martial Saint Shangguan with a deep frown.
This clan has a profound heritage, and in terms of its longevity, it is even older than the Shang Family. One of their ancestors was Matchless Strong Person who once had one foot in the Near-Dao Realm.
"We're all in the mortal world, so how can there be talk of entering or leaving it? We're not immortal beings."
Martial Saint Shangguan possessed an extraordinary aura, appearing to be middle-aged, and was surrounded by a profound Dao Rhythm.
He looked at Shang Mingyuan, his expression gradually turning cold:
"I came to kill you!"
As soon as the words were spoken, a thunderous boom resounded in the sky, the clouds burst open, and a terrifying sight appeared.
The powerful Dao Rhythm, like intertwined lightning and roaring thunder, exploded with Mountains and Rivers.
Shang Mingyuan's expression was solemn. His opponent had attained sainthood through the Pure Water Element Art, which was in no way inferior to the Supreme Yang Fire Art of other races.
Although his cultivation level was one level lower than his, his strength was sufficient and no weaker than Jiang Siqi's.
Give me a reason.
Shang Mingyuan spoke slowly, his voice filled with doubt.
He could understand that the Martial Saint Changchun and the Jiang Saint had a good relationship, but the Shangguan Family was different; they never got involved in these disputes and always remained aloof from worldly affairs.
He didn't understand why this person would choose to side with Jiang Siqi.
Do I need a reason to kill you?
Shangguan Chun was filled with murderous intent, and then made his move.
He was extremely powerful, looking down upon the Eight Desolates, his body radiating dazzling light, and a cloud of mist in his palm, which, when he struck down, resembled a vast ocean being overturned, with magnificent and boundless waves.
With a whoosh, as if the Milky Way were irrigating, boundless water waves intertwined with Dao Pattern, instantly covering the area.
Shang Mingyuan was the first to be hit, and a series of loud yet muffled explosions rang out from where he was.
At the same time, Jiang Siqi also moved. With both arms intact, he had recovered to his Peak condition under the healing of the Martial Saint Changchun. With a wave of his hand, countless large stars fell and suppressed the attack.
Initially, with the enemy strong and himself weak, Jiang Saint specifically targeted the younger generation of the opposing side to kill. Now, with powerful allies, he is even more determined to eliminate Shang Mingyuan.
Bang!
Holy light surged forth in the distance.
The Zheng Family Twin Saints wanted to rush to their aid, but were stopped by the Martial Saint Changchun.
"Do you mean I don't exist?"
This stunningly beautiful woman revealed a powerful and terrifying side.
Her strength was extraordinary, even Jiang Siqi would have a headache. Not only did she stop the two saints, but her gaze also fell on Wei Lin, whom she despised the most.
Thump!
The voice of the Great Dao resounded, the heavens shattered, and after a brief respite, an earth-shattering battle erupted once more.
This time, it was the Shang Family Martial Saint's turn to be robbed.
The powerful figures on the horizon witnessed the Shang Family Martial Saint instantly succumb to bloodshed, and the flames that had covered the area were extinguished in large numbers.
Puff!
Shang Mingyuan staggered, his head bleeding, and his body cracked.
His gaze was icy, and his heart sank slightly.
Jiang Siqi's strength alone is enough to threaten him; it would take joining forces with others to suppress him.
Now that the other side has Shangguan Chun's help, the situation has reversed, and he has become the disadvantaged party.
However, Shang Mingyuan remains incomparably powerful. Having undergone six Dao Rhythm Baptism, his physical body is unparalleled in the world, and his recovery ability is terrifyingly strong.
Boom!
He was bathed in a large amount of pure Yang energy, and his injuries visibly improved.
In an instant, the flames on the horizon surged again, dazzling and burning through the thick clouds, even extinguishing a patch of Starry Sky and revealing the true Celestial Phenomenon.
At the same time, Shang Mingyuan threw a punch, and raging flames engulfed countless stars and evaporated the vast ocean.
However, despite his apparent strength, he was soon injured again.
"I will kill you today!" Shangguan Chun's eyes flashed like lightning as she pushed her hands horizontally, sending waves of light sweeping Nine Heavens.
Jiang Saint remained expressionless, but the intense Killing intent in his eyes revealed his current state of mind.
He drew upon the Star Force, unleashing a massive barrage of beams that pierced the heavens and bombarded his opponent.
"Ah..."
Unable to fight off four opponents with his bare hands, Shang Mingyuan suffered another heavy blow and couldn't help but roar in anger.
Although he was strong, the two opponents were renowned at the Martial Saint level and were no ordinary people.
In an instant, his back was a bloody mess, and a beam of light sliced off a large number of hairs, grazing along his scalp.
With a bang, Shang Mingyuan's head exploded, and he almost had his skull ripped off.
He staggered, taking a step back, just in time to be seen by Shangguan Chun, who shouted:
You can't escape!
Shang Mingyuan suddenly felt many eyes scrutinizing him, and his face became slightly ferocious and angry.
When did he ever think of escaping? It was merely an instinctive action after being wounded.
Boom!
Just as Shang Mingyuan was about to lash out, Jiang Saint attacked again, his palm lines flowing with boundless Star Force, like bursts of starlight, pouring down on Shang Mingyuan's face.
Shang Mingyuan narrowly avoided the attack, but as soon as he regained his footing, another palm followed, its heavy force sweeping across his face.
Boom!
Shang Mingyuan's heart sank; these two wanted to slap him and humiliate him.
He reacted quickly, unleashing a powerful burst of Dao Rhythm from his body, dodging while simultaneously resisting with immense strength.
However, he was still grazed by three fingers, leaving bright red bloodstains on his face.
Instantly, Shang Mingyuan flew into a rage; this was an utter disgrace.
What kind of person was he? From the moment he began practicing martial arts, he shone brightly, dominating his Peers. When he reached the level of a martial saint, he amazed an entire generation, and even the older generation had to bow down to him.
As a result, at the Peak, he was slapped in the face, right in front of so many prominent Martial Artist.
"The story of how I slapped the Martial Saint."
Shang Mingyuan heard a muttering sound, glanced over, and saw Xie Wuji taking notes.
The other party used the painting to convey Artistic Conception, and the painting clearly showed the scene of him being slapped in the face, which immediately made him feel murderous.
He desperately wanted to kill Xie Wuji, but being surrounded by powerful enemies made his actions slow and put him in a very passive position.
"Ah!"
The horrific roar shook the heavens and shattered the clouds.
Shang Mingyuan bled again. The more powerful and composed he had been just moments before, the more pathetic he became now. He felt aggrieved and resentful.
He hopped along because he only had one leg left; his left leg had been torn apart by the light waves of the vast ocean.
Shang Mingyuan stared at Shangguan Chun with a look of horror on his face. The opponent's true Combat strength was much stronger than Jiang Siqi's, almost on par with his own.
"We are both from the Ancient Aristocratic Family, so why are you siding with a bunch of Mud Leg?" He couldn't help but ask again, still harboring this question.
"Your clan dares to call itself Ancient Aristocratic Family? None of your ancestors were even close to the Near-Dao Being. You barely managed to grasp a few points of the Artistic Conception time with a sword you found, and now you come out to swindle and deceive. How can you have the nerve to do that?"
Shangguan Chun's face was full of disdain, revealing the arrogance and contempt of the Ancient Aristocratic Family.
His ancestors truly had a peerless Matchless Strong Person Near Dao. That Old Ancestor's skills were profound, and he created the General Outline the Changshi Fist. He was originally able to deduce the concept of directly reaching the Concept Realm of God. Unfortunately, the ancestor did not have enough time. He was already in his later years and wanted to make a final effort to truly Near Dao, but in the end, everything came to nothing.
In fact, both the Murong and Gu Family have extraordinary origins, with their ancestors nearly Near Dao enlightenment and their Lineage having a long and distinguished history.
This Shang Family, however, whose ancestors were at most at the Divine Realm, was far inferior to him in terms of lineage and bloodline.