Boom!
Chaos erupted in the Imperial City.
When the Shang Family mansion and the Wei Family were massacred, the other martial arts masters from the aristocratic families were no longer calm.
Once Shang Mingyuan is killed, they will certainly face retribution.
In an instant, Zheng Tianrong and Saint Lu also fled. As long as they are alive, they can rebuild the glorious Saint Clan.
"Can you escape?"
Shangguan Chun and Martial Saint Murong launched Thunder attack, injuring the two low-level Wusheng in moments.
Whether he survives depends on whether Fellow Daoist Jiang agrees.
The Gu Family Martial Saint also made a move, stopping a Martial Saint at the Fifth Heaven.
At this point, siding with Jiang Saint and his group is just icing on the cake, but it's better than nothing. His clan still needs Jiang Ping to practice the Void Palm.
"The Great Li is not the Great Wei. To become a model for all nations, we must establish principles for Heaven and Earth, secure a future for the people, and create peace for posterity!"
Several neutral martial saints, including the Feng Family Third Generation Ancestor, also chose to side with Jiang Saint at this time.
Now that the situation is clear and a new look is on the Great Li, they also need to make their stance clear.
"Ah--!"
In the sky, the battle of the Four Saints gradually intensified. A tragic sound came from above. The Su Family Martial Saint coughed up blood, his Saint Body was full of cracks, withered and charred.
Shang Mingyuan's hair was disheveled, his arms exploded and then reformed, but his momentum was not as strong as before, and had weakened somewhat.
"Is this the invincible state of attaining sainthood through Heavenly Art? It's truly terrifying."
The situation below was brought under control, and no one could escape. A group of martial saints watched the battle unfold.
The youngest New Saint of Great Li has extraordinary Combat strength, and he can even gain the upper hand when fighting against three opponents. All kinds of Mystic Skill Heavenly Art in his hands have shown unparalleled power.
"Kill!"
Jiang Ping cleaved through thousands of Purple Lightning with a single sword strike, the densely packed bolts engulfing the Su Family Martial Saint.
Then, he unleashed a series of Withering Palm, each a thousand feet wide, repeatedly shattering the Zheng Family Old Saint, leaving the sky a vast expanse of white.
"Puff!"
Two Peerless beings suffered a calamity. One was blasted to a crisp, while the other, already in his twilight years, was further eroded by the withered Divine Intent of the Peak, leaving him covered in deathly aura. Even his saintly Origin was damaged, developing cracks.
"Ah--!"
Shang Mingyuan let out a long roar, suddenly unleashing a Sword Intent, not particularly strong, merely at the level of intent.
This made Jiang Ping raise an eyebrow.
Just as this strongest warrior of the Great Li unleashed his Sword Art, an identical figure appeared, equally incomparable and possessing unparalleled Combat strength.
"This is the Past Sword of the Years Heavenly Art!" The Three Generations Ancestor of the Feng Clan couldn't help but remind him.
When it comes to the power of various Heavenly Art, the Years Sword is definitely one of the best.
It is divided into three main styles: the Past Sword, the Present Sword, and the most mysterious and unpredictable Future Sword.
However, this Heavenly Art Incompleteness; only the Past Sword can barely be used, and the power of Present Sword is less than one-tenth or one-twelfth.
Thump!
The flames in the sky were more intense than the sun at that moment, and the two Shang Mingyuan attacked together, using twice the power to kill Jiang Ping.
Jiang Ping's heart stirred; this Heavenly Art seemed incredibly powerful, and he wanted to learn it!
Then he made his move, using his trump card and holding nothing back.
Sulfuric acid!
A sudden, explosive sound of a blade rang out, as if the heavens and earth Heaven Opening and Earth Creation anew, unleashing an astonishing Saber Intent.
Click.
This magnificent Saber Intent tore through Shang Mingyuan's Fire Domain almost instantly.
For a fleeting moment, the flames went out completely.
However, Jiang Ping managed to control himself and prevent the Saber Intent from continuing to boil.
However, Shang Mingyuan was greatly shocked, his face filled with horror:
"What kind of Blade Art is this?!"
Almost the instant that Saber Intent was revealed, his Fire Domain was on the verge of shattering.
It seems that this Blade Art is even more powerful than the Changshi Fist.
"He dared to hide even when fighting us, only revealing himself now." Zheng Family Jiamusheng exclaimed in astonishment.
Jiang Ping's strength is capable of becoming even greater; what he showed earlier was not the whole picture!
That's so damn despicable!
Moreover, the Blade Art the opponent used was unprecedented and had never appeared in the world before, but it was too terrifying and seemed to be stronger than any other Heavenly Art!
"Die!!"
Shang Mingyuan roared and charged forward, unleashing a Thunder Heavenly Might.
He couldn't believe that a Rebirth who had only cultivated for a little over ten years could defy the heavens to this extent, seemingly having created an even stronger Heavenly Art.
Sulfuric acid!
Jiang Ping's robes fluttered as he unleashed a slash, instantly transforming the area into a dazzling display of light. An inexplicable aura surged forth, and the Three Saints all felt death approaching.
For a time, everything here Withering and Blooming, sometimes teeming with life, sometimes utterly desolate, as if it had gone through many Samsara in a short period of time, but in the end, everything vanished into nothingness.
With a bang, Shang Mingyuan's various methods dissolved, his Past Sword was shattered, and the equally powerful figure vanished instantly.
"Ah!" Shang Mingyuan screamed in agony, his face filled with disbelief. His lifespan of over two hundred years had been completely severed, and even with the power of a saint, he could not reverse it or repair it.
However, he seemed to be truly approaching old age, unable to defy fate, and destined to pass away like the Old Sage Qin.
Bang!
The most tragic case was that of the Old Saint Zheng. Although he was not within the range of the sword light, he was still affected. At this moment, his body was shattered and his Origin withered.
He was horrified and terrified; he felt as if he were about to die!
"Father!"
Zheng Tianrong was overcome with grief. What he saw was that his beloved relative, who was still fighting Jiang Ping, had suddenly passed away Dao practice, a sign that he was about to die.
"I hate it!" roared the Martial Su Family Martial Saint. The Su Family was so glorious, about to witness the brilliance of the Two Saints in One Clan, but now it was all destroyed. First, the descendant he regarded as his mantle was killed, and now he himself was about to perish.
His clan had a deep-seated grudge against Jiang Ping, and once he died, the fate of the Su Family was already foreseeable—they would inevitably face annihilation.
"No!"
At that moment, a roar of resentment echoed in all directions.
Shang Mingyuan's face was filled with sorrow, and his eyes were filled with desolation.
He had clearly recovered from his Dao Injury and was almost at the Seventh Heaven, yet this was the outcome. He was to die at the hands of a junior who had cultivated for over a decade, becoming his stepping stone.
"Sulfuric acid!"
The blades flashed and hissed.
At that moment, everyone saw the flames completely extinguished, and the strongest being of Great Li turned into light under Jiang Ping's blade, never to be resurrected.
Immediately afterwards, the Su Family Martial Saint and the Zheng Family Old Saint perished one after another, their blood staining the sky.
"It's over." The powerful families watched this scene unfold with despair on their faces.
"Waaah~"
The sound of weeping echoed from the Imperial City; the massacre of the Shang Clan and Wei Family was nearing its end.
I regret it!
More cries of grief rang out as Wei Lin and his son were killed by Jiang Saint and Shangguan Chun, their blood splattering everywhere.
"He could have easily enjoyed the benefits, with his Lineage's prosperity lasting for generations, yet he chose to be a traitor, courting his own death." Martial Saint Changchun shook his head, coldly watching this scene.
Click!
Thunder roared over the Zheng Family.
After Jiang Ping annihilated the Three Saints, he did not stop and marched towards the Zheng Family in the Imperial City.
The group that intercepted him back then was led by the Zheng, Su, and Shang families. They were unwilling to let him go easily and insisted that he pay the price.
Boom!
Unsurprisingly, he killed even two Peerless and Half-Step Seventh Heaven, let alone a lesser-level Saint.
Zheng Tianrong's Saint Body exploded multiple times, ultimately leading to his demise, and the legendary tale of the Two Saints in One Clan became a thing of the past.