Nine Abyss Devil Saint

"Snort!"

A cold snort, not belonging to him, suddenly emanated from Xu Aotian's body.

Immediately afterwards, a large hand emerged from Xu Aotian's body and blocked the sword strike.

Everyone present was stunned by what they saw.

Even Zhao Wuji, who was usually unerring in his calculations, was filled with astonishment. He knew that Xu Aotian had obtained an extraordinary inheritance.

But to everyone's surprise, the inheritance the other party received was so terrifying, a soul that could so easily block a Great Sage's attack. The answer was obvious—a holy soul.

"There's actually a Saint Soul residing within Xu Aotian's body. Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

"Could it be that Xu Aotian is destined to become the new saint of the Northern Abyss Holy Dynasty?"

"..."

As the crowd buzzed with discussion, the three women on the platform looked at Xu Aotian with even greater admiration.

As expected of the person I've chosen, she actually has a Saint protecting her. Thinking of this, they began to imagine themselves becoming the Great Sage's wives in the future.

As for how many women Xu Aotian actually had, they didn't care at all. What's wrong with a few more women around such a peerless powerhouse?

If Xu Aotian is strong enough, their Lineage will also benefit, and might even become a Half-Saint power.

The Shi Clan patriarch subconsciously turned his gaze to Chu Feng, wanting to see how he would react.

To his astonishment, Chu Feng actually smiled, his eyes sparkling with excitement, as if he had been waiting for this moment.

The current patriarch of the Shi Clan wants to say something: Fellow Daoist, wake up! You are only a Great Sage, not a Saint yet.

In the sky.

Xu Aotian stared at Shi Xuan with a grim expression and said sharply, "Shi Xuan, to be able to compare me to this extent, I can only say you are very strong. Unfortunately, this is the era of Xu Aotian Xu Aotian, and you are only fit to be my stepping stone!"

Shi Xuan laughed and said, "Is that so? I don't believe it. Call out your ancestor so we can all see for ourselves."

"How dare you!"

A loud shout came from Xu Aotian's body, followed by a terrifying pressure sweeping towards Shi Xuan.

Just as the oppressive force intensified and enveloped Shi Xuan, the sound of a piece being placed suddenly broke the silence.

Clatter!

As the sound rang out, a Sword Qi descended from the sky, heading straight for Xu Aotian's head.

"Snort!"

The old man's voice came again, and then a large hand reached out from Xu Aotian's head, blocking the sword.

"Which shameless brat attacked this old man? Get out here right now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a holy soul slowly floated out from Xu Aotian's body.

The process was slow, and Xu Aotian's expression gradually turned ugly. His face was deathly pale, devoid of any color, clearly indicating that allowing the holy soul to emerge from his body had caused him great harm.

The moment the holy spirit appeared, the entire arena fell silent.

Even King and Marquis and nobles, and Great Sage alike, couldn't help but tremble.

Some cultivators with lower cultivation levels even knelt down directly, not daring to look directly at this holy soul.

A moment later, the complete Holy Soul finally appeared in everyone's sight. It was an old man who looked frail and weak, as if a gust of wind would knock him over.

But this old man was a genuine holy soul, not one that was incomplete or damaged.

Even though his physical body was destroyed, he was still not someone that an ordinary Great Sage could contend with.

The old man slowly swept his Moon-Gazing Palace, and wherever his eyes fell, everyone chose to kneel and submit.

"Hehe."

A laugh tinged with disdain rang out inappropriately amidst the serious and oppressive atmosphere.

Upon hearing the laughter, everyone instinctively trembled.

Everyone had only one thought in their minds: who was the reckless person to provoke the Holy Soul at this critical moment?

"Um?"

The old man looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man swaying a folding fan, leisurely sipping his tea, completely ignoring him.

Upon seeing this young man, he subconsciously frowned. For no other reason than that this guy was far too young, and the abundant lifespan emanating from him indicated that this boy was not some old monster.

"Youngster, is it you who are provoking this Saint?"

Upon hearing this, the cultivators present cautiously followed the gaze of the Holy Soul. When they saw a young man, who looked like an Banished Immortal, slowly standing up while waving a folding fan, they were first taken aback.

Then someone exclaimed, "He is the Great Sage Qiankun and earth, the Great Sage under heaven!"

"How did he end up here? Could it be that Shi Xuan has become his disciple?"

"There's only one possibility; otherwise, given the Shi Clan's resources, it would be completely impossible for them to have summoned a Saint."

Chu Feng said with a smile, "Senior is taking advantage of his age to bully the young. As his master, I naturally can't just stand by and watch my disciple be disciplined by you. Even if he has a thousand faults, only I, Chu Feng, can discipline him!"

The moment he finished speaking, his aura erupted, and a terrifying pressure swept across the entire Moon-Gazing Palace.

It then enveloped the entire Northern Wasteland Imperial City, and all living beings trembled in fear under this oppressive force.

The old man felt the pressure emanating from Chu Feng and subconsciously frowned. He was confident that he could suppress this little guy, but the price he would have to pay would be considerable, and it was even possible that his soul would be damaged.

Having finally awakened from the seal, he naturally had no desire to fall asleep again.

However, as a Saint, he would never show weakness in the face of a Great Sage. He said coldly, "Junior, do you want to fight me?"

"Good."

Chu Feng's tone remained as calm and collected as ever, but to everyone's ears, it was like Jinglei from a clear sky, leaving their minds buzzing.

Watching Chu Feng's retreating figure, the Shi Clan patriarch murmured, "Fellow Daoist Chu, why don't we shake hands and make peace with them?"

Chu Feng turned to look at the Shi Clan patriarch and smiled, "Fellow Daoist, just relax and enjoy the show. Daqian will get the Shi Clan patriarch a spirit melon so he'll keep quiet."

"Okay."

Cao Youqian took out a spirit melon that he hadn't finished eating, casually broke it in half, and handed one half to the Shi Clan patriarch.

"Senior, just enjoy the show and don't worry about anything else. This is definitely not over yet. We, Miaomiao Mountain Miaomiao Mountain, are always the ones bullying others. When did it become the turn of outsiders to bully us?"

Arrogant. That was the only word everyone used to describe this young man.

But looking at his burly physique and disdainful expression, everyone instantly guessed his name— Cao Youqian!

Since Chu Feng and Cao Youqian, two of the Twin Saint Sons of Dao-Seeking Dao Seeking Academy, have both arrived, the other Holy Son of the Dao-Seeking Academy should also be here.

In the sky, the old man, seeing the current situation, knew that things could not be resolved peacefully. He said in a deep voice, "Very well, very well indeed. I, Nine Abyss, have only been asleep for a million years, but I did not expect that young people these days are becoming more and more arrogant. Today, I will come and experience your skills, young man."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a gasp of surprise rang out from within the Northern Abyss Imperial Clan.

"Nine Abyss Devil Saint, wasn't he sealed in the Heavenly Abyss? How did he appear here?"

The older generation of cultivators around them changed their expressions drastically upon hearing the words "Nine Abyss Devil Saint".

"What?! He's actually the Nine Abyss Devil Saint, the former enemy of the Northern Abyss Holy Dynasty, and Xu Aotian son of the Northern Abyss Imperial Clan! How could they have released this Old Devil?"

"..."

Hearing the discussions among the surrounding cultivators, Xu Aotian's expression turned extremely ugly, his bloodshot eyes glaring angrily at Shi Xuan not far away.

He naturally knew the identity of the Old Ancestor Nine Abyss. In order to obtain the supreme inheritance, he deceived the Old Ancestor Nine Abyss, promising to collect treasures to reshape his physical body. However, he was simply using the Old Ancestor Nine Abyss and never thought about this matter.

Now that the identity of the Old Ancestor Nine Abyss has been exposed, he can no longer stay in the Northern Abyss Holy Dynasty Northern Abyss Holy Dynasty, which has been relentlessly hunting down his disciples and Old Ancestor Nine Abyss.

"Wait."

As Chu Feng spoke, he took a step forward and appeared beside Shi Xuan the next second.

The Nine Abyss Devil Saint, thinking Chu Feng was afraid, said coldly, "Boy, it's too late to beg for mercy now."

No, no, no, don't misunderstand.

Chu Feng paused for a moment, then said with a half-smile, "What I mean is to have the patriarchs behind these guys all come at me, so that people won't say later that my battle to make a name for myself Great Sage Qiankun was just bullying an old man."

These words undoubtedly enraged the Nine Abyss Devil Saint, who roared, "Young man, you're courting death! Nether Abyss Palm!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly struck out with his palm towards Chu Feng.

The instant that palm strike was unleashed, a gigantic Faxiang palm also appeared.

This was different from the palm strike that Qiu Qianhen had previously conjured using corpse energy.

The moment this palm strike appeared, the world changed color, as if the earth would collapse and the sky would shatter upon its arrival.

Seeing this palm strike, the cultivators were filled with despair and couldn't muster even the slightest thought of resistance.

The Saint's power is indeed well-deserved.

Seeing this palm strike, Chu Feng laughed excitedly, "Even a Saintly Soul is nothing special."