Instant Kill of Two Sages

As the two figures in the sky closed to within five thousand meters without showing any signs of slowing down, Karl made a rough judgment about the newcomers.

"They are enemies, not friends."

Karl did have a few friends at the Saint Realm, but most of them were only at the Mid Saint Realm.

After all, many people at the Peak Saint Realm were hidden away in some corner, bitterly cultivating.

Realizing that the approaching figures were also Saint Realm experts and likely not friends, Karl hovered into the air and shot toward the clouds in the next second.

"Halt!" Karl shouted loudly.

"Haha, Karl Talos, hand over the Magic Crystal and I might spare your life," Yelu shouted back just as loudly.

"So it really is for the Magic Crystal." A fierce glint flashed in Karl's eyes.

In the next second, a ripple of Mental Power radiated outward from Karl as the center.

It quickly expanded from 5,000 meters to 10,000 meters.

20,000 meters.

50,000 meters.

Karl increased his mental sensing tenfold and found no trace of a fourth Saint Realm aura within a fifty-thousand-meter radius; the ferocity in his eyes could no longer be contained.

"Mere Saint Realm nobodies dare to come here and act wild."

The look he gave them, as if they were already dead, made both men shudder. More importantly, both Yelu and Ul sensed an aura so powerful it filled them with dread.

"Oh no, it's a Peak Saint Realm expert!"

Yelu's face changed drastically. He didn't care about anything else now and turned to flee. As for Ul, who was only at the Early Saint Realm and hadn't even grasped the Momentum of Heaven and Earth, he felt as if he were trapped in a quagmire, every movement becoming incredibly difficult.

"It's over!"

Realizing that they had actually dared to scheme against a Peak Saint Realm powerhouse, his heart suddenly went hollow.

In the next second, a streak of cyan light flashed by, and Ul saw a headless man appear in the sky.

"Is that... my body?"

Beheaded by a single sword strike, Ul's consciousness plunged into darkness the moment he realized he had been killed.

"Wait!"

Sensing that Ul's aura had vanished in an instant, Yelu, who had flown less than a thousand meters, wore an incredibly colorful expression as he hurriedly shouted.

"I am from the Dark Church! I came to discuss purchasing the Magic Crystal! You can't kill me, there's a misunderstanding here!" Yelu felt as if he were using every ounce of strength he had ever possessed.

"Legs, run faster!"

Although Yelu was flying, he wished he could grow eight more legs.

"Do you think I would believe that?"

Before Karl's voice had even faded, a faint cyan sword glow flashed through the air.

Yelu, who was still a thousand meters away, was severed into two pieces.

He had been cut directly in half at the waist by Karl.

"As expected, this is what happens to Saint Realm experts who don't cultivate Battle Qi."

In just a few breaths, Karl had slaughtered them both.

The Saint Realm experts who stood at the pinnacle of the Yulan Continent were no different from ants in Karl's eyes.

Returning to his palace, Karl summarized the experience.

Thinking back over the years, Karl had fought the most during his time in the military between the ages of sixteen and twenty-six.

"Peak Saint Realm, it truly is the power that stands at the very top of the Yulan Continent."

By using his own Battle Qi as a bridge to the Momentum of Heaven and Earth, he could leverage the power of the Laws.

Although Karl had only swung his sword twice, each strike contained the energy of thousands of Wind Element strands.

The so-called ability of a Peak Saint Realm expert to unleash thousands of attacks in an instant did not mean physically swinging a sword thousands of times; it referred to the power of the Mysteries contained within the attack.

Different Mysteries had different manifestations. After years of comprehension, Karl's understanding of the Wind Element remained focused on the extreme.

Being able to manifest dozens or hundreds of Wind Element strands to form an attack was considered the entry level of the Mysteries.

And being able to manifest thousands of attacks was the mark of truly mastering a portion of the Wind Mysteries.

As for what lay beyond, there were different directions.

One could continue to dig deeper, forming attacks that unleashed hundreds of thousands of Mysteries in an instant, or one could concentrate these Mysteries into a single point.

"Just as one produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things, one can also find their own 'one' from within all things."

After all, the same Mystery could be used for attack, defense, increasing speed, restoring oneself, or controlling others, depending on how it was applied.

Karl clearly felt that he had gained a deeper understanding of the Wind Mysteries.

"What! They're dead?"

Lashev's face was filled with disbelief. Those were two Saint Realm experts; they hadn't even had a chance to escape.

"Stop being so surprised. To be able to leave two people without even a chance to flee, this Karl is very likely an expert on the same level as us," Ulamigier said indifferently.

As a Six-Winged Fallen Angel at the Peak Saint Realm, Ulamigier naturally did not care about the life or death of a few Saint Realm beings.

After all, Fallen Angels are different from ordinary creatures; their source of power is the Sovereign, which also means the Mysteries they can use are likewise derived from the Sovereign's insights.

Those are Mysteries at the Great Accomplishment level, limited only by the strength of their own physical bodies; once the power used exceeds the Peak Saint Realm, the physical body will collapse.

As artificial life forms, Fallen Angels also have their own thoughts, but in the Divine Plane, they are suppressed by the Sovereign, with everything revolving around the Sovereign's will.

"But this is the Material Plane."

In the Material Plane, the Sovereign's power is also greatly suppressed, and Ulamigier had long since returned to his true self; otherwise, why would angels fall in the Material Plane? It is precisely for this reason.

"But what should we do now? Since Yelu and the others have already made their move, Karl Talos will likely target us," Mite said from the side.

"It doesn't matter. Even if he has comprehended Mysteries, there are still gaps within the Peak Saint Realm. As long as he isn't at the level of the Pope, I fear nothing," Ulamigier said confidently.

"Do you intend to take action personally?" Lashev asked.

"How could that be? Offend a Peak Saint Realm expert just for some Magic Crystals?" Ulamigier said with a speechless expression.

When it comes down to it, no matter how powerful the Magic Crystals are, they are only effective for those below the Saint Realm, influencing nothing more than wars beneath the Saint Realm.

After all, the eternal Saint Realm experts still need to save face most of the time.

If one were to commit a massive slaughter of mortals as a Saint Realm expert today, perhaps they would still be looked down upon by others thousands of years later.

"Since the deed is already done, there are only two choices now. One is to have more Peak Saint Realm experts take action to see if they can kill him, though the probability of success is not high. As for the second, it is to purchase a large batch of Magic Crystals directly from his side while handing over that ninth-rank traitor," Ulamigier said.

"I understand." Mite realized it instantly.

The two Saint Realm experts who attacked are already dead, so the two of them are the masterminds behind this incident and must take the fall for it.

As for whether Karl believes them or not, unless they completely tear off the mask of civility, it is just a matter of both sides taking a step back.