Ice Demon Saint was in no better shape. He too could not withstand that punch; like Black Demon Ancestor, his entire body swiftly exploded, shattered into pieces.
But his soul was extraordinary, crystalline throughout and containing the aura of the Nine Heavens Profound Nether. It was far stronger than the souls of saints like Black Demon Ancestor.
Thus, his soul did not collapse.
Whoosh!
Without another word, Ice Demon Saint fled in panic, transforming into a stream of Profound Nether aura that tore through space as he immediately tried to escape.
At the same time, he unleashed terrifying mental fluctuations that swept across dozens of star fields, spreading like a cosmic storm as he tried to call upon friends and send out a distress signal.
"Help! Help!"
Cries for help spread out, covering thousands of star fields and startling one saint after another awake.
"What's going on?"
"Ice Demon Saint is calling for help. Someone is trying to kill him."
"Who is so vicious as to hunt down Ice Demon Saint?"
"It's Old Ghost North Nether! Old Ghost North Nether is hunting him down! He has already beaten his body into collapse, leaving only a soul behind. Ice Demon Saint is about to fall."
"Impossible! Since when did Old Ghost North Nether become this powerful?"
"My heavens, are you joking? Not only Ice Demon Saint—even Black Demon Ancestor, Thunder Barbarian Saint, and Mad Slaughter Saint have been killed by him. All of them have fallen; not one escaped."
One saint after another was utterly shocked. Their divine senses swept over, and they immediately grasped some of the truth, leaving them all incomparably shaken.
In their understanding, North Nether Saint was merely a newly ascended saint, not much different from veteran saints like Ice Demon Saint. Yet now, he was chasing