LIGHTNOVELWORLD Chapter 761
“Such a powerful aura! Which Saint Ancestor Realm expert has made a move?!”
“It’s Panlong Wusheng from the Holy Martial Realm! He actually wants to intervene in this conflict!”
“Why? Could it be that he has a connection with Empress Fuyao?”
“Absolutely possible!”
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When they saw Panlong Wusheng disregarding the big picture and reaching out to the Kunlun Realm at this critical moment, countless beings across the universe were utterly shocked.
This is a huge deal!
If it draws the wrath of the Ten Great Worlds, how can the Holy Martial Realm withstand it?
As expected.
The moment Panlong Wusheng acted, it ignited the fury of many powerhouses.
They had been sitting in the shadows to prevent external forces from intervening and to maintain fairness in this battle.
Yet now there’s actually a guy who dares to openly meddle in this event—it’s practically a slap in their faces!
“Panlong Wusheng, you’ve got some nerve!”
Roars of anger echoed throughout the universe, laced with overwhelming killing intent.
In an instant, the golden hand was forcefully shattered by multiple powers, and the final roar of the dragon was tinged with a hint of sorrow.
In the Holy Martial Realm, Panlong Wusheng’s expression darkened. Once he calmed down, he realized his actions were too impulsive.
Even though he was eager to save someone, facing the supervision of so many Saint Ancestor Realm experts, his intentions were destined to be in vain.
“Panlong Wusheng, no matter how close you were to Empress Fuyao in the past, the situation now demands fairness. Your intervention only disrupts the integrity of this battle, so you must give us a reasonable explanation.”
The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords said coldly.
Swish, swish, swish, countless powerful Divine Senses descended upon the Holy Martial Realm, causing its cultivators to tremble in fear.
Although the Holy Martial Realm ranked in the top thirty in the Divine Court, ultimately, it all relied on Panlong Wusheng alone.
And beings like him were numerous among the top worlds of the Divine Court—that’s the gap in background!
Under questioning, Panlong Wusheng’s forehead beaded with sweat. Before the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, he was merely a junior, not even on the same level.
“I’m truly sorry; I acted impulsively. Please forgive me, fellow Daoists!”
Under pressure, Panlong Wusheng gritted his teeth, lowered his proud head, and bowed in apology.
Inside, he was filled with resentment and humiliation!
The woman he once admired was being besieged and was in dire straits, and he could only watch helplessly!
It was so difficult!
There was nothing he could do. Even though Panlong Wusheng was a big shot in the outer world, in front of the top ten worlds of the Divine Court, he was merely someone with a bit of weight.
Besides, he had just recently broken through. How could he compare with those seasoned Saint Ancestor Realm powerhouses?
Furthermore, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of reviving the Holy Martial Realm. If he acted recklessly and got killed, it would be bad enough for him, but if it led to the destruction of countless beings in the Holy Martial Realm, he would truly be a thorough sinner!
Therefore,
Panlong Wusheng had no reason not to bow his head!
“Take care of yourself.”
The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords said indifferently.
Seeing Panlong Wusheng admit his mistake, the other world powerhouses sneered and lost interest in pursuing the matter further, shifting their focus back to the floating projection in the starry sky.
They could all see why Panlong Wusheng was acting this way—there was definitely a connection to Empress Fuyao.
Unfortunately, fate played a cruel joke. The once mighty Empress, who shook the starry skies, was now about to be subdued by a few juniors from later generations.
Looking at the figure in the projection, a woman who remained defiant even in absolute peril, Panlong Wusheng’s heart twisted.
He took a deep breath and turned his face away, not wanting to see the upcoming scene.
At that moment, a silver-haired young man appeared in the projection, approaching the injured Empress Fuyao.
“Isn’t that Ye Tian Emperor?”
“What a joke, does he still deserve that title now?”
“Heh, is he going to join her in death?”
“What’s the alternative? Against the combined force of the seven great prodigies, even Empress Fuyao has fallen; what can a waste like him stir up?”
Whispers of mockery abounded.
In everyone’s eyes, Ye Junlin had already turned into an invalid; he couldn’t possibly resist the assault from the seven great prodigies—he could only resign himself to death!
“He’s the one who killed my youngest son…” The Bright Clan leader Situ Tian gritted his teeth in hatred.
All he wanted was to see this murderer executed!
Just as countless beings of the universe thought Ye Junlin was giving up and preparing to die.
An unexpected scene unfolded.
Ye Junlin revealed his cultivation level of Saint King Realm, which left many outer realm cultivators who had looked down on him completely stunned.
The starry sky trembled!
Whether in the Divine Court or Nine Nether, countless powerhouses were shocked, realizing they had been tricked by that man!
Ye Tian Emperor’s cultivation level had not regressed; he had intentionally released false information to deceive the outer realms. This was all a trap from the very beginning!
How infuriating! They had been kept in the dark and made fools of!
It turned out the clown was actually me!
“What benefits does this bring him?” a prodigy asked in confusion.
“Is he trying to catch all the invading enemies in one go? Is that even possible?” a sect leader from the Undying Old Sect questioned suspiciously.
“This is just a madman’s arrogance! He’s just gonna drop a rock on his own foot!”
More people were enraged.
Indeed, Ye Junlin revealing his Saint King Realm cultivation had changed everyone’s perception of him, but most still believed this move was digging his own grave, thinking he was powerless against the prodigies on the Supreme List.
A new battle was ignited.
The projection’s scene changed wildly, making one feel breathless.
Ye Junlin appeared like an unparalleled sword god, annihilating gods and buddhas alike, his momentum unstoppable—he was practically invincible!
In no time, he began overwhelming the seven great prodigies!
“Eternal Sword Heart! How could this boy comprehend the Eternal Sword Heart?!” The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords noticed something and his old face changed suddenly, his eyes filled with deep disbelief.
Eternal Sword Heart is the ultimate realm for sword cultivators.
As an ancient monster, the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords had exerted tremendous effort, experiencing various failures before finally grasping this realm, cementing his title as the number one sword in the Divine Court.
Thanks to the power of the Eternal Sword Heart, he was a top-tier supreme powerhouse in the Saint Ancestor Realm, fully capable of holding up a corner of the world and looking down at everyone.
Who could have imagined that years later, a junior would also grasp the Eternal Sword Heart!
What terrifying, unparalleled talent that is!
His most favored disciple Liu Bai didn’t even have the qualifications to carry Ye Junlin’s shoes!
Suddenly, an ominous premonition intensified in his heart.
As the battle progressed, Ye Junlin began to slaughter indiscriminately, taking down Yelü Hua and three others from the various worlds.
“Human Race, you’re courting death!!!”
The Puppet Realm and three other worlds erupted with roars of extreme anger, their voices echoing through the vast starry sky, causing many small planets to explode into dust.
The beings of the myriad worlds were greatly shocked, unable to believe that Ye Tian Emperor’s combat strength was this formidable—he had killed four prodigies from the Supreme List in a row!
Next, the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords’ disciple Liu Bai was struck down by one sword, leaving countless sword cultivators dumbfounded.
“No~!” The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords let out a wailing cry as if his son had been killed.
“Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, my clansman Auste will avenge your disciple!” The Titan Clan Ancestor said with barely concealed glee.
Who would have thought that before he could finish speaking, Auste was pierced through the body by Ye Junlin’s sword, crying out “Ancestor, save me!” before dying, his voice laced with helplessness and despair.
The Titan Clan Ancestor sat stunned on his throne, his face filled with disbelief.
Then, he crushed the wine cup in his hand with a bang, an overwhelming fury surging to his head as he stood up and roared:
“From this day forth, I, the Titan Realm, will never rest until I and the Celestial Court’s master are dead!!!”
What a slap in the face! The proudest genius of his clan was just a sword’s length away from that man.
In the end, even the fourth-ranked Xu Baitian was killed in battle, causing great upheaval in the Upper Realm.
The Upper Realm’s master had a face filled with murderous rage, coldly saying: “This boy must die! Blood debts require blood payment!”
Continuous changes left the entire myriad beings anxious, feeling like this was a significant event that could overturn the cosmic order!
Among the top ten prodigies of the Supreme List, now seven had been killed, and all at the hands of one person!
This was a tremendous slap to the faces of those behind the scenes!
Seeing this situation unfold,
Panlong Wusheng snapped back to awareness from his shock, looking at the furious powerhouses and suddenly feeling a surge of relief inside.
Heh, weren’t you all just acting like this a moment ago?
Sure enough, it’s when the fist lands on your own body that you realize how painful it is!
His gaze returned to that silver-haired figure, a hint of shock flickered in Panlong Wusheng’s eyes.
To achieve this in the Saint King Realm is absolutely legendary; once he grows into the Saint Ancestor Realm, he will surely become a figure to look up to!
“But will this boy be able to survive until that day?”
As thoughts swirled, Panlong Wusheng glanced at the furious Saint Ancestor Realm powerhouses, and his mood couldn’t help but grow heavy.