"Was that Ye Xuan just now?"
"That's right, it's him! My God, he actually killed Half-Saint Cang of the Great Cang Dynasty, Xu Qingyun of the Xu Clan, Ba Wudi of the Tyrant Gate, this..."
"This Ye Xuan is truly powerful and ruthless!"
"I'd heard before that this person was decisive in killing and could suppress the cultivation of Half-Saint. Seeing him today, it's true."
Not long after Ye Xuan disappeared, countless cultivators emerged from the nearby area.
They stared blankly at the devastated scene and the pile of blood and flesh on the ground, completely shocked.
Although they hadn't witnessed the previous battle firsthand, they had clearly felt its intensity.
The terrifying pressure of the Divine Emperor and the terrifying palm shadows filling the sky made even some Venerable Realm cultivators feel very uneasy.
"Go, collect this flesh and blood, and get out of here quickly!"
"Eighteen peak Peak Half-Saint experts have died tragically. It seems that the Azure Cloud Domain is truly in complete chaos."
"That Ye Xuan is really wasting his time. This is the flesh and blood of Peak Half-Saint; even a single drop of his essence blood would be priceless."
The cultivators suppressed their shock and horror, and quickly reacted, starting to snatch the scraps of flesh.
The physical body of Half-Saint is actually quite valuable; if one could extract even a drop of Half-Saint's essence blood, it would be priceless.
Let alone those low-level cultivators, even cultivators who are also Half-Saint would not be indifferent to the treasure that is Half-Saint blood essence.
Ye Xuan naturally noticed the cultivators around him, but he didn't make a move.
He wasn't exactly a pushover, but he was certainly not the kind of person who would kill indiscriminately.
Those cultivators had not offended him, and he had no reason to kill those innocent people.
at the same time.
Those mid-to-late Half-Saint powerhouses who were chasing after Half-Saint Cang and the others also stopped almost immediately.
They all stared in shock at the void, their eyes filled with horror.
"What happened? How could eighteen stars have crashed and perished in an instant?"
"The fall of eighteen stars signifies the tragic deaths of eighteen Half-Saint, undoubtedly Half-Saint Cang and his group!"
"How is this possible? Could it be that two Saint attacked them?"
More than twenty Half-Saint level experts from various major forces couldn't help but discuss among themselves, their eyes filled with disbelief and incredulity.
Those were eighteen Half-Saint! The fact that they fell almost simultaneously—what does that mean?
They didn't even need to think twice to know that something must have happened to Half-Saint Cang and the others.
And who else besides those two Saint experts could so easily annihilate Half-Saint Cang and the others, almost simultaneously?
As for Ye Xuan, they never even considered it.
Even if Ye Xuan is strong, and even with the Rule Suppression, he can't be this strong, right?
"What should we do now? Should we continue towards Cloud Saint City?"
Someone couldn't help but ask.
As he spoke, the Half-Saint's body trembled slightly, and he was covered in cold sweat.
"What's the point of going? No matter who killed them, we can't go any further. Half-Saint Cang and the others have already perished; we wouldn't stand a chance if we went."
No sooner had this person finished speaking than another Half-Saint quickly spoke up.
Without the slightest hesitation, he vanished without a trace in a flash.
No matter how many extraordinary treasures Cloud Saint City possessed, he dared not go there.
He didn't want to die.
He didn't even dare to return to his sect; he needed to find a place to hide and lay low for a while.
Since Ye Xuan and his disciples entered the Azure Cloud Domain Azure Cloud Domain, it has truly become increasingly dangerous.
How much time has it been? How many Half-Saint have died already?
He had already sworn in his heart that if Ye Xuan and his disciples didn't leave, he would stay hidden and never show himself again.
The other Half-Saint exchanged bewildered glances as they watched this guy turn and leave without looking back.
"This holy one is also departing. I wish you all good luck."
"Fellow Daoists, farewell until the end. We hope to meet again someday."
Goodbye!
A moment later, they all cupped their hands in greeting, and without the slightest hesitation, they all turned around and vanished from the spot in an instant.
Cloud Saint City.
Pang Qing was the first to arrive here.
When he arrived, the Saint's Domain had already covered the entire Cloud Saint City in an instant.
However, no matter how hard he searched, he could not sense even the slightest trace of that peerless divine sword.
Not even a trace of residual scent remained.
This made Pang Qing somewhat anxious, and at the same time, quite annoyed.
Could it be that he was too late, and the divine sword had already been taken away?
Below Pang Qing, all the cultivators knelt on the ground, their faces pale and trembling with fear.
They had experienced the oppressive aura of Half-Saint before.
They had even felt the oppressive aura of Yun Tianyang, the Great Yun Dynasty.
But compared to the person before me, I'm several levels below them.
Almost immediately, all the cultivators understood.
The one in the void must be Saint from the Upper Realm.
"Where is the divine sword? Has it been stolen?"
Pang Qing suppressed his anger and anxiety, slowly lowered his head to look down, and spoke in a majestic voice, as if he were looking down on all living beings.
The cultivators below were terrified when they heard Pang Qing's question, but they dared not refuse to answer.
Immediately someone said, "Replying to senior, no, I don't know."
Upon hearing this, Pang Qing frowned deeply, almost slapping the guy to death.
If you don't know, why are you even talking?
He suppressed his anger and asked again, "Was there any strange phenomenon here earlier, such as the simultaneous ringing of ten thousand swords?"
"Yes, yes..."
Someone immediately bowed their head in response and recounted the entire incident.
Finally, the man added, "Back then, Ye Xuan and his disciple were also in Cloud Saint City!"
boom!
Upon hearing this statement...
A loud bang seemed to come from the void, like the roar of thunder.
Pang Qing's body emanated a murderous aura, which caused the space around him to tremble, making everyone tremble with fear.
" Ye Xuan and his disciples? How long have they been gone?"
Pang Qing suppressed his anger once again and asked.
He then remembered that Ye Xuan disciple seemed to have been in this Cloud Saint City before.
However, even though his domain covered the entire Cloud Saint City, he did not discover any Half-Saint.
This means that Ye Xuan and his apprentice have already left.
"No, I don't know."
Another cultivator responded, his face pale.
Boom!
This time, Pang Qing finally couldn't hold back any longer.
Without him making any move, a beam of holy light descended from the sky.
The next moment, the cultivator who answered "I don't know" was enveloped in holy light and turned into dust.
It was at this moment that Pang Qing suddenly looked into the void.
In the void, exactly eighteen stars perished!
Almost at the same moment, another powerful figure descended.
This person possessed an immense and boundless aura, and his terrifying presence was no less than that of Pang Qing.
It was another Saint,
Xia Yuan!
After Xia Yuan appeared, he didn't have time to speak to Pang Qing either, but instead looked up at the sky.
Pang Qing originally thought that Xia Yuan had killed the eighteen Half-Saint who had perished.
But after seeing Xia Yuan's shocked expression, he immediately realized that he had made a mistake.
The killers must have been Ye Xuan and his apprentice.
"Snort!"
With a cold snort, Pang Qing didn't waste any words. In a flash, he disappeared without a trace.
He vaguely recalled sensing two indistinct presences on his way here.
He simply overlooked it because he was too anxious to unleash the divine sword at the time, and because he didn't notice the Sword Qi on the two of them.
Now it seems that it must be Ye Xuan and his apprentice.
" Ye Xuan!!!"
Xia Yuan looked into the void, and as if he had guessed something, his face turned ashen with anger.
Saint cannot be insulted, and the dignity of Saint cannot be violated!
But today, even this saintly Saint has had his face trampled underfoot.