Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 1861 - 1862: Saint Level Powerhouse! (First Update)

"Anxue, why must you be so obstinate!"Elder Turtle sighed, having long predicted today through the Turtle Mirror Technique.

The calamity had arrived at East Spirit Immortal Pond, yet the only one who could dissolve this calamity, Ling Feng, repeatedly failed to break through to the Emperor Realm.

Perhaps, in the end, nothing can be changed.

But no matter what, he would guard East Spirit Immortal Pond with his own flesh and blood until the last drop of blood runs dry!

"Hahaha, you old fools, all full of righteousness and morality, but in the end, isn’t it just that the victor becomes king and the loser becomes the bandit!"

The Blood Shadow Alliance Leader let out a cold snort, erupting with divine power, the boundless killing intent swept through, and for a moment, the entire sky above East Spirit Immortal Pond was shrouded in darkness, as if doomsday had descended.

"Don’t be arrogant!"

Long Daoren roared toward the heavens, his body flashing with golden light, transforming into a golden dragon several dozen feet long, charging towards the Blood Shadow Alliance Leader.

The Half-Saint expert making a move caused the entire space to seem shattered by his immense power, the golden dragon roared, the rolling dragon power exploded, contending with the overwhelming killing intent of the Blood Shadow Alliance Leader.

"Hmph, Old Man Long, I’ll use you as the sacrificial flag first!"

The Blood Shadow Alliance Leader’s eyes flashed with cold light, and then, with a tearing sound, the space instantly ripped open!

"Not good!"

Elder Turtle’s pupils contracted suddenly, urgently shouting, "Come back quickly!"

However, it was already too late!

In the next moment, three terrifying auras arrived with a boom!

Two of them, like Elder Turtle, were Half-Saint level auras, and the other was... Saint level!

With the appearance of these three experts, the situation changed in an instant.

Originally, on the East Spirit Immortal Pond’s side, with three Quasi-Saints and a Heavenly Origin Saint Emperor, four Half-Saint experts, no matter how strong the Blood Shadow Alliance Leader was, he could never withstand the combined force of these four.

But now, within the Blood Shadow Alliance’s ranks, a Saint level expert had appeared!

That was a Saint level!

"Boom!"

The Saint-level expert in a silver robe swung their palm, and a giant hand descended from the horizon, tightly grasping the golden dragon that Elder Long had transformed into.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

A series of violent cracking sounds erupted, and Elder Long couldn’t even struggle. With a single glance, he was crushed into a pool of blood by the Saint-level expert!

One of the three Quasi-Saints of East Spirit Immortal Pond, a legendary figure believed in by countless disciples, was unable to withstand even a casual strike from the opponent!

Is this what a Saint-level expert is?

The gap between Saint level and Half-Saint, a single step apart, yet the disparity is like heaven and earth!

Elder Long’s blood scattered across the long sky, reflecting the sunset, turning the entire Heavenly Vault blood-red and terrifying.

Whether Outer Disciple or Inner Sect Disciple, they all held their breath, their hearts seemed clutched by an invisible hand, ready to burst at any moment.

They could hardly breathe!

"Elder Long!"

Heavenly Origin Saint Emperor, the Eight Hall Masters, all watched Elder Long’s shattered remains with eyes wide open, a strong sense of powerlessness welling up in their hearts.

"Old friend..."

Elder Turtle also clenched his fist, a sorrowful look in his eyes.

The three Quasi-Saints, companions for over a thousand years, shared naturally clear emotions. Now, with an old friend dead on the spot, he could do nothing!

The disparity in strength left an unprecedented sense of despair.

The sect’s destruction meant they might also perish, unless they became slaves!!

"Hahaha!"

Unlike the solemnity and sorrow of East Spirit Immortal Pond’s side, the disciples of the Blood Shadow Alliance laughed ruthlessly, the Blood Shadow Alliance Leader’s eyes filled with fervor, "Sky Dragon Sword Saint, thank you for your trouble!"

The old man in the silver robe stood with hands behind his back, expressionlessly saying, "A mere trifle, but the leader must not forget your previous promise, or it would be a mere gesture for me to destroy you."

"Of course, of course!"

The Blood Shadow Alliance Leader showed a hint of apprehension, slowly saying, "Master Sword Saint, there’s no need for you to take action for the rest."

With the Sky Dragon Sword Saint’s move, the scene was completely subdued, setting the tone for the Blood Shadow Alliance’s victory. What remained was to gradually destroy the dignity of East Spirit Immortal Pond.

"What now, Junior Brother Heavenly Origin, won’t you surrender?"

The Blood Shadow Alliance Leader spoke coldly.

All at once, every disciple and elder of East Spirit Immortal Pond felt melancholy, facing certain doom, their hearts filled with even deeper sorrow.

Heavenly Origin Saint Emperor and Elder Turtle and others also showed grave expressions.

Even with Elder Long’s strength, he couldn’t withstand even one strike from the Sky Dragon Sword Saint. If those remaining put up a stubborn resistance, the outcome was obvious. Even with the ability to fight beyond their level, they would die with regret.

Could it be they must truly surrender and become slaves?

"Sect Leader, as the saying goes, ’Where there is life, there is hope!’ I’m already old, and even if I perish here, it wouldn’t be untimely, but if one day you break through to Saint level, there’s still a chance to regroup!"

Elder Turtle deeply inhaled, Ling Feng had not yet broken through to the Emperor level, and though extraordinarily talented, he lacked the strength for such a high-level battle.

The only consolation was that Ling Feng was not present at East Spirit Immortal Pond.

As long as Ling Feng was alive, with his talent, he would eventually avenge East Spirit Immortal Pond!

And with Heavenly Origin Saint Emperor’s ability, if he escaped alone, he might still avoid disaster.

However, Heavenly Origin Saint Emperor only fixed a gaze on the Blood Shadow Alliance Leader, fury and sorrow merging into one.

"Sworn to live and die with the Immortal Pond!"

Heavenly Origin Saint Emperor let out a thunderous roar!

"Hahaha! So be it, so be it!"

Elder Turtle laughed loudly, and without knowing when, Elder Jing also stood beside him, and for a moment, it felt like they had returned to their youth, that era where the newborn calf was unafraid of the tiger.

So what if it’s Saint level?

If you want to destroy what I want to protect, step over my body!

"The Eight Hall Masters heed the order, lead the disciples away quickly!"

Elder Turtle roared, turning into a green streak of light, charging directly at the Blood Shadow Alliance Leader.

As long as the Blood Shadow Alliance Leader died, perhaps there would still be a turning point.

That Sky Dragon Sword Saint was not of the Blood Shadow Alliance. With the Blood Shadow Alliance Leader’s death, they could promise a greater reward to make the Sky Dragon Sword Saint halt.

"Old man, you’ve grown old, your strength has declined compared to the past!"

The Blood Shadow Alliance Leader sneered coldly, his cultivation nearly one foot into the Saint level, while Elder Turtle, though steeped in Half-Saint level for hundreds of years, couldn’t match the Blood Shadow Alliance Leader’s formidable strength.

Boom!

The Blood Shadow Alliance Leader launched a punch, clashing with Elder Turtle, who staggered back, spraying a mouthful of blood.

In one exchange, Elder Turtle was already at a disadvantage.

"Elder Turtle!"

Heavenly Origin Saint Emperor rushed to support Elder Turtle, as green light flickered around Elder Turtle, the Protective Gang Shield, turtle shell-like, shattered inch by inch.

Elder Turtle, having inherited the lineage of Xuanwu, specialized in defense, yet even with his formidable defense, he couldn’t withstand a punch from the Blood Shadow Alliance Leader.