Chapter 667: Divine Spirit Ancient Realm, Battle of Saints
Within the Divine Spirit Ancient Realm, the cries of battle grew ever weaker.
"As for the rest, it'll depend on Elder Qi Luo and the others..."
Ye Fan stood atop the Chaotic Ancient Chariot, the Heavenly Emperor Sacred Sword suspended high above him. One hand rested on the crossbar before him as he gazed thoughtfully into the vast horizon.
The divine energy fluctuations there were astonishing, far beyond the Immortal Three level, incomparably powerful.
Even the slightest trace leaking out could shake multiple veteran Dao-Severing Kings to death and crush enemies in all directions.
No one dared to casually involve themselves in a clash within the Saint realm.
Boom!
A mysterious minor world hidden to the utmost was blasted open. Everything inside had been forged from white bones—bone halls, bone mountains, bone tables, bone chairs, even bone lamps. It was incomparably sinister.
Upon the white-bone throne at the deepest part of the hall sat an aged figure, motionless as a statue. His aura was nearly nonexistent, as though he had merged into the ancient hall itself.
The white-bone throne had been fashioned from the remains of kings.
Its skeletal armrests came from two human Saints.
The divine hide laid across the floor of the hall had been directly flayed from a rare Saint King from recent antiquity. It constantly flickered with dim demonic light, utterly chilling.
A Saint King with hopes of attaining the Great Saint realm had mysteriously vanished. The truth was that he had been assassinated by the leader of an ancient assassin divine dynasty, his sage-like Dao body brought back to the Ancestral Land and refined into a Dao weapon.
Among the various White Skeleton Contemplations were no shortage of founder-level figures from the sects of the