Can I win?
Victory is guaranteed!
Feng Jiu felt that he only needed to make the slightest effort, and the Sacred Body would be his for the taking!
After all, judging by the Sacred Body's performance so far, he had merely seemed to enter divine prohibition for a fleeting instant and beaten a Killer King who had only recently severed the Dao to death.
After that, he had fled the entire way, pursued by a Great Accomplishment King, his blood staining mountains and rivers for a million miles without a single decent counterattack.
"Divine prohibition? Who doesn't have that?"
"I even have my own way of staying in it permanently. How could a mere instant of brilliance compare?"
"Permanent against momentary-the advantage is mine!"
"I honestly can't imagine how I could possibly lose!"
Brimming with martial vigor and high spirits, Feng Jiu set out.
The Sacred Body's bloody battle against a fully accomplished King of Assassins was unquestionably the biggest news in all of Beidou's Eastern Wasteland of late.
Countless important figures from the holy lands and unaffiliated experts watched closely.
Not a scrap of the fighting along the way had been concealed or covered up. Their battles sank mountains and rivers and sent earth dragons fleeing.
They shifted battlefields across a hundred thousand miles at a time. This Sacred Body at the Great Power level truly defied the heavens, always managing to carve a path out of desperate straits!
One had to remember that his opponent was Hell, an assassin organization whose name rang throughout the Eastern Wasteland!
As everyone knew, once someone became an assassin, would they still care about saving face?
Thus, not only did those of higher realms attack someone below them, but they also maintained their numerical advantage throughout, seeking to cast a net across heaven and earth and kill the Sacred Body without fail.
And yet, what a Sacred Body he was!
He seemed to possess an extraordinary inheritance connected to an Emperor, something like the Taboo Chapters created by one who had attained the Dao in ages past—a divine speed technique. Though it could not rival the "Movement" Secret celebrated throughout history, it far surpassed Hell's inheritance.
The Great Accomplishment Killer King stood an entire major realm above him, yet could not look down on him in terms of speed!
Whenever the Sacred Body fell into desperate straits, a golden avenue would weave itself beneath his feet, crossing mountains and rivers and leaving everything behind!
"Vertical Golden Light Escape!"
The fully accomplished King of Assassins raged. Seeing the duck about to reach his mouth fly away once more, he unleashed the strongest killing strike he could muster. Boundless death energy surged like a tide, as though dragging everything in the world down into an endless hell!
The assassin organization Hell had not chosen its name at random. It was tied to its inheritance.
Boom!
Death energy gathered, hazily condensing into an endless stretch of steles across the sky. Accompanied by a demonic incantation, they hurled a death curse at the Sacred Body.
"Avici Hell, sink forever through life after life..."
"Six Paths of Reincarnation!"
Before the demonic incantation had finished echoing, a long cry rang out. The radiance of a fist illuminated the world, and golden blood energy lit up mountains and rivers across the ages. The young Sacred Body gathered all his essence, energy, and spirit, shattering the death-energy steles before him one after another. Ahead lay an open sea and boundless sky!
In a head-on clash, he might still have fallen short.
But the lingering force of a Great Accomplishment King's secret technique, coming from thousands upon thousands of miles away, was hardly impossible to counter!
However, the fully accomplished King was not the only one Hell had sent to hunt the Sacred Body. There were also scores, even hundreds, of Great Powers, as well as several Kings of Assassins.
They hunted him from every direction. The fully accomplished King of Assassins drove him onward, while the others tightened the encirclement.
By now, Hell was riding a tiger and could not dismount.
Tread upon the Sacred Body's bones and restore Hell's glory... Whether success would truly restore its glory was uncertain, but failure would certainly invite mockery from all the holy lands!
Hell was incompetent! Even with all its Kings deployed, it could not bring down a single Sacred Body at the Great Power level?!
Only Hell's assassins knew just how ferocious that Sacred Body truly was.
Though he was no match for the Great Accomplishment Killer King, ordinary Immortal Second Realm Mighty Figures were blasted into clouds of blood mist and reduced to dust in a single encounter!
He feared no ordinary Dao-Slaying King either. In an instant, he gathered his essence, energy, and spirit, his battle blood boiling as he compressed hundreds upon thousands of killing moves into one strike to decide life and death, victory and defeat. In the fleeting instant they passed each other, the Killer King's body froze. Cracks spread across his entire body, and amid violent tremors, he exploded outright, staining the mountains and rivers with blood!
Only after a while did he laboriously reconstitute his body and reappear, his face deathly pale... And that was only because the Great Accomplishment Killer King had been pursuing far too closely for the Sacred Body to find time to finish him off.
Though the Sacred Body fled and Hell pursued, amid interwoven blood and fire, he carved a road to survival and fought until a youth's brilliance shone ten thousand fathoms high, peerless beneath the heavens!
Far too many of the holy lands' so-called prodigies had fallen silent these past few days.
Had they been in his place, could they have survived such a killing tribulation, let alone seemed to grow stronger with every battle?
"The Sacred Body truly defies the heavens!"
People marveled. "It feels as though he grows stronger with every fight. Whatever fails to kill him will ultimately make him stronger!"
"No! His road ends here!" Others disagreed, stating the cold truth. "At this point, Hell's dignity is at stake. Failure will not be tolerated!"
"If the Killer Kings can't take him down, they'll send Half-Saints! Saints!"
"When that happens, even if the Sacred Body can ascend into heaven and burrow into the earth, no one will be able to save him!"
"Saints and non-Saints inhabit two different worlds, separated by a heavenly chasm... He has no way to survive!"
That being declared, "The tiny spark of the Sacred Body Lineage will ultimately be extinguished!"
"Say, can't you say something decent? This is the Sacred Body Lineage, after all. It once rendered great service to the world. Fine if you won't help, but must you stand here making snide remarks?" Someone could no longer stand it.
"It's merely the truth!" the being said calmly. "The Sacred Body Lineage once illuminated the world, but that is all in the past. There are eternal traditions beneath heaven, but this lineage is not one of them!"
"Which tradition are you from?!" someone demanded, pointedly inquiring after his background.
"What? You want to make trouble for me?" The being sneered. "I might as well tell you: I bow before Purple Mountain and have taken refuge in Nine Dragons. Come at me if you have the ability!"
"Even when the Sacred Body Lineage was at its most glorious, Purple Mountain still stood!"
"Purple Mountain stood in the past, stands now, and will surely stand in the future, watching the mortal world rise and fall for a million years!"
He revealed his origins and his deep ties to Purple Mountain. Anyone bold enough could go to Purple Mountain to pick a fight!
"Look, holy light is shining on the horizon... A Saint-level figure has been dispatched!"
The eyes of the being from Purple Mountain suddenly lit up. "That Sacred Body won't escape..."
His voice cut off abruptly.
At that same moment.
The Sacred Body, who had been pursued in a panic like a homeless dog, stopped in his tracks.
"It's done!"
His clothes were stained with blood, some his enemies', some his own.
Days of bloody battle had forged in him an extraordinary bearing.
"Junior, have you realized you can't escape?"
In the sky, the fully accomplished King of Assassins gave a cold
laugh as he rushed over at tremendous speed.
"No. It's goodbye."
The young Sacred Body laughed loudly. With his laughter, strands of patterns wove together and spread through the mountains and rivers. Profound Jade Platforms appeared out of thin air, intertwining and resonating until they finally opened a Domain Gate!
He had actually laid down a Void Formation while being hunted!
He had seemingly been trapped in a hunt, yet secretly planted the means to escape with his life. He had fled through this place more than once, silently leaving his arrangements behind each time.
At last, before a Killing Saint arrived, the void opened. The young Sacred Body stepped calmly inside and departed, crossing who knew how many tens of millions of miles!
The fully accomplished King of Assassins flew into a rage and rushed over madly, but the Profound Jade Platforms collapsed and destroyed themselves, cutting off any pursuit from those who came after.
Only a barely perceptible ray of light, unstoppable in heaven or earth, silently followed him!