However, the entire space was locked by the Power of Fate, and even though the void had turned into a dark mist, it could not escape.
"Boom!"
The black bird formed from the Power of Fate crashed into the mist, scattering most of the originally grayish-white mist and revealing its translucent form.
It let out a painful groan, its body swaying precariously.
However, beings at the Saint King level possess incredibly terrifying vitality and diverse life forms, and even have a conceptual Undying. Unless the power difference is too great, it is very difficult for them to perish.
Normally, in a one-on-one situation, only Top-Tier Saint King can kill an ordinary Saint King. Absolute Peak Saint King has the power to kill Top-Tier Saint King, and only a Supreme Saint King has the ability to kill Supreme-Level Saint King.
Therefore, although the Holy Venerable Tianming had an overwhelming advantage, it would be difficult for him to kill Xu, not to mention that the Heavenly South Desolate Domain was still the home ground of the Eternal Deity.
"Our grandmaster is indeed capable."
Han Xuanji's voice quietly sounded beside Mo Chenxiao.
Seeing that the Holy Venerable Tianming had made his move, Han Xuanji knew that his goal had been achieved and all he had to do now was watch. Therefore, he decisively gave up the pursuit of Zi and Han and left the battlefield.
"Naturally, your grandmaster's strength is considerable. Although he is somewhat inferior to Top-Tier Saint King, he is not someone that can be easily dealt with by any Saint King- level Eternal Deity."
Mo Chenxiao responded casually, then looked at Han Xuanji with a resentful expression and complained:
"You brat, it seems you and the Saint Emperor had already planned this all along, hadn't you?"
"More or less."
Han Xuanji showed an apologetic expression.
The fewer people who know about this, the better.
He had a system to cover it up, and the Holy Venerable Tianming and the Immeasurable Saint Emperor further concealed the secrets of heaven, creating this cause and effect.
"Forget it, you're exaggerating too much. It hasn't been that long; even a Holy Lord- level being wouldn't pose much of a threat to you anymore."
Mo Chenxiao couldn't help but marvel at Han Xuanji's rapid growth.
No one expected that Han Xuanji could rise from Eternal Dao Master to Eternal Holy Lord Invincible in such a short time.
The little guy who used to need his protection suddenly grew into a terrifyingly powerful figure.
As the two were talking, a terrifying aura rose from the depths of the Heavenly South Desolate Domain.
Compared to the two great Saint King, this aura was more ancient and majestic.
"They're here!"
Han Xuanji's heart skipped a beat, and he naturally knew who this person was who had made their appearance.
This aura was far more terrifying than anything he had ever experienced before; it was an instinctive fear that came from the very depths of his soul.
If he were truly just an ordinary Holy Lord, he would probably be kneeling on the ground right now.
However, having merged with the Sword Ancestor's entry, as the Ancestor of the Sword Dao, he was naturally no weaker than anyone else.
At least in terms of momentum, we won't lose.
Han Xuanji even had the energy to share the burden with his master Mo Chenxiao.
"You..."
Mo Chenxiao looked at Han Xuanji in surprise, not expecting that he would need his disciple's help so soon.
Thank you.
But after regaining his senses, Mo Chenxiao looked at Han Xuanji, who showed no surprise, and exclaimed in astonishment:
"So, are we going to take action against Him?"
Han Xuanji nodded slightly in response.
Just then, a heavy voice came from the deepest part of the Desolate Domain:
That's enough.
The sound wasn't loud, yet it silenced everything in the world, and the sound continued to echo in the air.
The Holy Venerable Tianming paused for a moment.
The Chaos mist from the depths of the Desolate Domain slowly dissipated, and a figure emerged from it.
He was an elderly man who looked to be about sixty years old. He was thin, wearing a drab gray robe, with a simple and honest face and white eyebrows and hair.
He walked very slowly, each step like that of an ordinary old man taking a stroll.
But as he walked out, it was as if the very Principle of the Heavenly South Desolate Domain had been seized, and even the air itself seemed to stop flowing.
The Candle, Primordial Eternal Deity, is a being comparable to a Absolute Peak Saint King.
Zhu walked to Xu's side, seemingly without doing anything. The dim gray-white mist on Xu's body re-condensed, and his aura stabilized somewhat.
Zhu raised his head, looking at the Holy Venerable Tianming, his tone calm, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority:
"Cultivators, you have gone too far."
"I understand the rules, and I acknowledge that feigning intervention was a mistake."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, including Han Xuanji, his voice deepening:
"But this matter ends here. If you want to use this opportunity to kill it, you'll force me to take action, which will benefit no one."
Han Xuanji stood behind the Holy Venerable Tianming, looking at the dusty, aged figure, and thought to himself.
The Candle, this Primordial Eternal Deity, has finally revealed itself.
As soon as it appears, it tries to suppress the matter.
That's far too arrogant.
Han Xuanji's mind stirred, and a message appeared in his mind.
[Candle: Primordial Eternal Deity, born from the Origin of Time of the Eternal True Tree Realm, possessing strength comparable to Absolute Peak Saint King. Through simulating the future using the Origin of Time, it foresaw the failure of the Eternal Deity faction and sought to attempt a change.]
"He is Eternal Deity who governs the Origin of Time, so it's not surprising that he can foresee the future."
"However, they probably won't be able to detect my existence."
Han Xuanji immediately realized that the system had protected him.
With this concealment function, he has been deliberately hiding some things, the most crucial of which is the connection between fate and time.
It seems that in the future that Zhu sees, even without his existence, the Eternal Deity' camp will still fail. Therefore, he has no intention of killing Zhu and only considers him an insignificant existence.
Moreover, because of his existence and the deliberate interference of fate by the cultivators, the other party probably knows a lot of wrong information.
As for why they are so confident...
It is likely that Candle had foreseen the inevitable defeat of the Eternal Deity long ago, and thus resolutely refused to participate in the battle, surviving unharmed and becoming one of the oldest Eternal Deity in existence.
Therefore, the other party was very confident that its abilities would not deceive it.
"Is this because, after all these long years, you suddenly realized something and wanted to change the future?"
"Is this a vision of one's own death, or something else?"
Han Xuanji pondered silently, but didn't think too much about it.
On the other side, seeing that Zhu had personally taken action, the Holy Venerable Tianming was not flustered. He quickly used the Power of Fate to know that the other party had used his true form, and he was overjoyed.
As they expected, Zhu valued Xu's life and death highly.
This was exactly what they expected.
Saint King level beings are invaluable combat power for both cultivators and Eternal Deity.
Anyone who reaches the Saint King level has already touched upon the fundamental principles of heaven and earth, and possesses stable and unparalleled potential.
Even if the possibility is extremely small, as long as there is a possibility, it may become a reality over endless years.
This is no longer a place for you.
At this moment, the Immeasurable Saint Emperor suddenly appeared beside Han Xuanji and Mo Chenxiao.