Chapter 156: Ascending To A Saint, Blood Splattering Everywhere!,
Chapter 156: Ascending to a Saint, Blood Splattering Everywhere!,
Attack together! The three prodigies of the Han Clan felt it beneath their dignity. But, it was the command of Ye Shengyin! From a young age, they had looked up to this former crown prince of the Immortal Empire, and would undoubtedly heed his every order.
“Yes!” With the addition of Mu Lingyi, the first, third, fifth, seventh, and ninth on the Dragon Ranking were all present. All five acted without a hint of hesitation. Their Dantians pulsed with magic power, coursing through their meridians, enveloping them in a radiant shield of power!
Already impressive in demeanor, their rising power now made them appear even more celestial, drawing soft gasps from thousands of Grand Temple students!
BUZZ!
One by one, magical treasures were conjured from their hands, sending shockwaves throughout the assembly, drawing gasps of awe.
“Water Lily Bell!”
“And the Wind Forest Pen, Earth Catastrophe Book, and the Mystic Azure Scroll!” In Mu Lingyi’s hand, she clutched a bell shaped like a white lily. Han Yingshi wielded the Wind Forest Pen, his brushstrokes as grand as a legendary scholar. Han Wenshu casually tossed the Earth Catastrophe Book onto the Star Scholar Platform, summoning the power of the earth. And Han Zhihua unveiled the Mystic Azure Scroll..
This scroll, depicting the mountains and lands in great detail and gravitas, was strikingly similar to the one Yun Xiao had seen before. All these were Nebula grade magic treasures, worth several hundred million Spirit Stones!!
The Grand Temple disciples had seen these magic treasures before, so their surprise was muted. But what truly sent ripples through the crowd was the golden, dragon-shaped seal in Ye Shengyin’s hand!
The dragon-shaped seal levitated, expanding several-fold in size, transforming into a golden mountain adorned with intricate glyphs. An echoing dragon’s roar emanated from it, its might instantaneously suppressing the whole venue.
“Imperial Seal!” A chorus of awed whispers rippled through the Star Scholar Platform.
This was a Galaxy grade artifact and once a symbol of the Ye Royal Family’s authority. Had it not been for the current Divine Dawn Empress’s reluctance to use it, it would no longer belong to the Ye Royal Family.
Most importantly, this emblem of power, known throughout the Heavenly Realm for its ancient lineage, had previously been the exclusive treasure of the Azure Sky Emperor. Now, it had appeared in the hands of the younger generation for perhaps the very first time.
With the unveiling of the Imperial Seal, Ye Shengyin’s aura surged, resembling a young emperor of the Immortal Empire, overshadowing all the lesser beings present.
“Chen Xi has overreached. This is bad!” In a heart-stopping moment, all eyes turned anxiously toward the girl in the white dress at the eye of the storm.
“Attack!” With a single, cold command from Ye Shengyin, the Imperial Seal soared through the air, intent on crushing Chen Xi.
BOOM BOOM BOOM!
Simultaneously, from different directions, the magic treasures of Mu Lingyi and the Han Clan’s three prodigies hurtled toward the girl in the white dress.
Mu Lingyi wielded her Water Lily Bell, its crystalline chimes designed to fracture one’s spirit. Waves of luminous water morphed into countless lily ripples, crashing toward Chen Xi in rhythm with the bell. Elsewhere, the Wind Forest Pen sketched a Rainwood Wind Crane in mid-air. The Earth Catastrophe Book opened like two mighty mountains aiming to crush Chen Xi between them. The vast Mystic Azure Scroll unfurled, winding like a colossal serpent!
Chen Xi was surrounded, seemingly doomed from the start. The audience erupted in a fresh wave of gasps and murmurs. Many couldn’t bear to watch a beauty so fair face such peril.
Only Yun Xiao’s eyes sparkled with anticipation. Sure enough, facing this deadly onslaught, the girl in the white dress simply smiled icily. With an effortless grace, she spread her arms, revealing two formidable magic treasures.
“Holy smokes!” Yun Xiao’s eyes nearly popped out of his sockets at the sight of Chen Xi’s magic treasures. In her delicate left hand, she held a battle-axe wrapped in lightning, while her right grasped a hammer enveloped in flames.
Both the axe and the hammer were colossal, their handles alone were four feet long and thick. Her petite hands could barely grip them, and their vast heads seemed too weighty and cumbersome for someone of her frame. Such a stark contrast! A dainty maiden with a lightning-infused axe in one hand and a flaming hammer in the other left Yun Xiao utterly speechless.
“Yes!” The Supreme Marshal roared with laughter and clapped heartily. This was his protégé, a chip off the old block. He couldn’t have been prouder.
The Molten Sun Hammer and the Thunderstrike Axe had made their entrance!
The moment Chen Xi brandished her two formidable artifacts, it was clear they were on par with the Water Lily Bell but fell short of the Imperial Seal. Yet, in her grasp, they seemed to emanate a raw, unparalleled power.
Faced with impending doom, Chen Xi remained unfazed, one eye crackling with lightning and the other raing with fire. A soft hum echoed from her red lips as they parted, chanting silently with a cold, fierce glint in her eyes. Thunder roiled around her delicate frame, her magic power dramatically transforming into three ferocious thunder tigers that curled around her head and arms.
The three tigers roared in unison, manifesting the Chen Clan’s Thunder Tiger Tribulation Cloak—a Nebula grade daoist spell known for its defensive prowess and close combat prowess.
As the Thunder Tiger Tribulation Cloak formed, the three impending attacks—from the Wind Forest Pen, the Earth Catastrophe Book, and the Mystic Azure Map—were met by her three thunderous tigers. With a fierce crunch and a subsequent electric sizzle, the trio of magic treasures from the Han prodigies were blasted away by the storm of electricity.
With an icy lift of her head, Chen Xi locked eyes with the oncoming Water Lily Bell from Mu Lingyi. Emitting a resonant hum, she exhaled, spewing forth a blazing dragon of fire which, with unmatched fury, tore through the illusions of the lily and lunged directly at Mu Lingyi, who recoiled in surprise, conjuring a misty veil to retreat.
That instant, Chen Xi breaking through the four magic treasures with her two daoist spells astounded the audience.
“Hot damn!!” Yun Xiao muttered, his heart skipping a beat, watching her lips and tongue spit fire like it was the most natural thing in the world.
But the greatest threat loomed overhead—the descending Imperial Seal. The mammoth artifact, as heavy as a golden mountain, boomed ominously as it bore down on her. Its weight, equivalent to thousands of pounds, threatened to crush her into pulp.
With a smirk, Chen Xi deftly spun her hammer and axe, igniting a storm of thunder and fire that she drove directly into the looming Imperial Seal.
BOOM!
The explosion was deafening. Thunderstorms raged and fires soared as the Imperial Seal was forcefully repelled.
The spectacle left the tens of thousands of Grand Temple students in absolute awe.
“Damn that girl is fierce!” countless male students exclaimed, their hearts racing with excitement. Exposed to delicate, tender-hearted maidens all the time, the sight of someone fierce and assertive was like a breath of fresh air.
And the jaw-dropper? Chen Xi faced five adversaries, escaped a brush with death, and sent the Imperial Seal flying! The swing of her hammer and the slash of her axe felt as if they’d struck the hearts of thousands.
The expressions of Ye Shengyin and the other four shifted slightly.
“She truly reached the Establishment Wind Fire Tribulation Realm!” Han Yingshi muttered, dumbfounded.
“In just one year, how did she become this powerful?” Han Zhihua shook her head in disbelief, biting her lip, struggling to come to terms with this reality. Beaten by someone they had once vanquished, and so magnificently at that?
The five furrowed their brows, fixing a deadlier gaze upon Chen Xi.
BUZZ!
Chen Xi’s immortal meridians pulsed, clutching her Molten Sun Hammer and Thunderstrike Axe, she unexpectedly leaped into the air.
“Is this all it takes to ruffle your feathers?” To mask the might of the Divine Dawn Empress, Chen Xi had played the role of a loser, leading these cocky lot to grow arrogant. Now, it was showtime. No more pretenses.
The girl in the white dress, with a sweeping dominance and a smirk, summoned a surge of energy, forming a protective shield of thunder and fire around her, extending it to her hammer and axe.
BOOM!
Power erupted, soaring, and at that moment, she appeared supremely divine.
“This isn’t magic power, this is… sacred power.” Tens of thousands in that split second widened their eyes, their faces revealing disbelief for the first time.
“She’s ascended to the Saint Realm!”
“She’s transcended the tribulation and become a Saint!”
The Star Scholar Platform was abuzz with murmurs.
Up there in the Scholar Temple, the elders of the Grand Temple, the bigshots from the Immortal Empire, prodigies of the Demon Continent, and their Saints all rose from their seats.
“Shit shit shit!” The expressions of Mu Tianshi, Ye Qingli, and Han Jingli went as pale as ghosts!
On the dueling stage, Ye Shengyin’s expression was even uglier!
“What the…” Mu Lingyi was once again taken aback.
And the Han Clan’s three prodigies? They stood there, stiff as logs.
Breaking through the five stages of the Wind Fire Tribulation Realm, Chen Xi achieved the status of Human Saint! What did that mean? It was a realm that belonged to the likes of the Supreme Marshal, Mu Tianshi, and other pinnacle figures from the Immortal Empire and Demon Continent.
A Saint was a realm that reached the heavens!
Even Ye Xingchen hadn’t reached this realm!
This status was the dream of the five of them. For this, Ye Shengyin had been in secluded cultivation for two years, still without a clue!
“How could a loser like her, who’s always been under our feet, step into the Saint Realm before us?”
As a Saint, she surpassed Ye Shengyin by one stage and the others by two! And this was a complete domination of realms! In that moment, their confidence shattered, and the tide of the battle turned.
The girl in the white dress, who had seemed like a helpless rabbit, now roared like a tiger amidst thunder and flames!
BOOM BOOM!
Sacred power raged around Chen Xi.
WHOOSH!
She spun her Molten Sun Hammer and Thunderstrike Axe, and in a flash, she turned into a streak of lightning, appearing right in front of Han Zhihua!
A loser? Chen Xi’s cold gaze settled on the proud Han girl. With a fiery swing, she smashed her with the blazing Molten Sun Hammer.
BOOM!
It was like a tiger made of flames, instantly destroying the Mystic Azure Scroll.!
“No!!” Han Zhihua screamed in horror. The hammer smashed into the girl’s terrified face.
SPLAT!
With a fiery strike, Chen Xi reduced the beauty of the Han clan to a puddle of gore!
“Oh god! Oooh, thats… ugh!” Seeing this, Yun Xiao instinctively squeezed his legs together. That was brutal!
With Han Zhihua’s demise, tens of thousands of Grand Temple students took a step back, and from that moment on, they looked at Chen Xi only with reverence.
But this was just the beginning!
“Sister!!” The agonized cries of Han Yingshi and Han Wenshu echoed, their hairs standing on end!
“What’s all the commotion? You two are up next!” Chen Xi swung both her Molten Sun Hammer and Thunderstrike Axe with gusto, turning them into a lightning tiger and a fiery tiger respectively. They charged forth, their paws pounding the ground, steamrolling over the Wind Forest Pen and the Earth Catastrophe Book, and crashing directly into the chests of Han Yingshi and Han Wenshu.
BOOM!
Han Yingshi’s chest caved in, blood erupting as he slammed against the barrier of the sealing formation, akin to a mosquito squashed against a net. Blood splattered everywhere.
Han Wenshu, on the other hand, met the brunt of the Thunderstrike Axe and was cleaved in two, his blood painting the scene.
From that moment on, the Han Clan’s three prodigies, their bright future without the protection of their elders, met an end as fragile as swatting three flies.
The tragic sight nearly scared the wits out of tens of thousands of refined and well-mannered students of the Grand Temple. Deaths had occurred on this platform before, but rarely this brutal.
From within the Scholar Temple above, a heart-wrenching scream echoed. Minister Han Jingli, upon witnessing this scene, slumped into his seat, nearly sliding off. His powdered face suddenly etched with fresh wrinkles, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins.
SPUTTER SPUTTER SPUTTER!
He spat out three mouthfuls of dark blood, his legs wobbled, unable to stand.
Seeing Han Jingli’s heart-wrenching state, no one dared mock him. Everyone knew how much he had invested in nurturing these three prodigies. All for what? The rise of the Han Clan!
But, prodigies, before becoming strong, were indeed fragile. Those who desired and acted on their greed, who willingly stepped into the battlefield, had to be prepared to face retaliation.
At that moment, the world seemed to darken for Han Jingli…
Suddenly, as he fell, two figures abruptly stood up. It was none other than Mu Tianshi and Ye Qingli. Their faces twisted in rage.
“Halt! Stop the match!!” The two parents roared with an authority only the elite of the Grand Temple and the Ye Royal Family possessed, charging out like madmen.
Humorously, for the sake of looking dignified, they’d chosen elevated seats, and given the limited size of the Scholar Temple’s door and the crowd rushing out, it would take time to reach the stage. So, the Supreme Marshal and his group, looking to interfere, had a much easier time of it…
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