Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 537 - 532: Battle of the Martial Saint Level

Chapter 537: Chapter 532: Battle of the Martial Saint Level

"I never expected that the Xuantian Sect actually still had a Saint Realm Sky Demon hidden away," said the Ling Yu Saint with a hint of surprise. "This truly catches me off guard."

Ling Yu Saint landed in front of Sima Yan and the others. Even his usually impassive face now bore a solemn look. He calmly gazed at the Shen Luo in front of him, "Nowadays, all the remnants of the Alien Clans are hiding in the various Evil Domains, afraid to show their faces. Your bold appearance – do you mean to mock our Human Clan for having no one to respond?"

"Human Clan? The weakest of the ancient races. Even though all the clans have suffered and recoiled into the Evil Domains, have you ever thought about what would happen once they surge out en masse? By that time, the ownership of the Spirit Martial Continent might change," Shen Luo said indifferently, obviously not intimidated. Even though she had been sealed for thousands of years, she was well aware of the affairs within the Evil Domain. In truth, the various races were merely hiding in the Evil Domain to restore their strength. Nearly ten thousand years had passed, and their powers were almost fully regained. Should a great war break out now, the Human Clan would surely be annihilated.

"Hehe, they are merely a ragtag bunch. What threat can they pose? Today, I shall take care of you, this demonic head, and rid my Human Clan of a great peril," said Ling Yu Saint with a hint of a sinister smile.

"Just you? A mere First Grade Martial Saint?"

Shen Luo’s lips curled with a disdainful smile. She couldn’t believe that a mere First Grade Martial Saint had the audacity to speak of dealing with her. If it weren’t for her current strength being only at thirty percent, she would need only one move to completely erase this person from the world.

"A mere First Grade Martial Saint?"

Xue Lingzi and the other disciples of the Xuantian Sect couldn’t help but give a bitter laugh upon hearing those words. A First Grade Martial Saint, Shen Luo’s tone was perhaps too dismissive. If she didn’t even consider a First Grade Martial Saint worth mentioning, and considering what Tianxing Half-Saint had mentioned, that the Sky Demon had not yet fully regained her strength, what on earth would happen if she did?

However, at the same time, the one they admired more was Ye Xuan. Shen Luo was indeed terrifyingly powerful, but to be able to subdue such a formidable being with only a Third Grade Martial Venerate Realm, what inconceivable method had he used?

They surely didn’t believe that one could deceive such a terrifying being with mere words, especially someone as vicious and ruthless as a Heavenly Demon.

"Hehe, you, this demon, have been sealed for thousands of years, your strength must have diminished to almost nothing," said the Saint from the Emperor Xi Sect mockingly, unable to have been looked down upon. With a cold laugh, he brought his palms together. Brilliant streams of colorful True Yuan flowed from the center of his palms, then rapidly converged, forming a vibrant, multicolored orb.

The beautiful orb was extremely enchanting, as if it contained a myriad of colors. However, beneath that swaying beauty, there lay a fearsome power that instilled fear in anyone who sensed it.

Countless powerful individuals watched the glowing orb with a look of terror in their eyes. They could feel that once the orb descended, the entire central plaza might be engulfed in destruction, and most of them would be mercilessly obliterated...

The radiant light surged, causing even the surrounding space to show faint cracks with each flicker. Space fragments fell, crushed into nothingness.

This orb was so beautiful that it was intoxicating. At a glance, one felt as if their soul was immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.

Scenes as beautiful as the Heavenly Realm and an extremely comfortable sensory contact almost enveloped everyone.

"Don’t look at that orb of light, or you’ll fall into an illusion technique!"

Just when the strong fighters of the Xuantian Sect were immersed in the colors of the orb of light, a sudden cold shout rang out, abruptly awakening them.

The moment these strong fighters awoke, they immediately noticed an emptiness in their souls, and then, they were horrified to sense that a large portion of their soul power had been depleted without their awareness!

Countless strong fighters were scared out of their wits, and none dared to stare at the orb of light any longer. They quickly shifted their gazes, finally freeing themselves from the illusion technique,

This spectacle made many strong fighters take a sharp intake of breath. The Ling Yu Saint truly lived up to his name as a Martial Saint Strong Person of the Emperor Xi Sect. Such a technique from such a great distance had almost killed them unwittingly by trapping them in an illusion.

However, Ling Yu Saint’s target was only Shen Luo. As for whether the others lived or died, he did not care. After the orb of light had grown to the size of a near full moon, Ling Yu Saint pushed his palm forward, and the full moon-like colorful orb of light charged straight toward Shen Luo.

Within the colorful orb of light, countless illusions seemed to be released, each capable of immersing the strong fighters on the plaza in a trance, as if their souls had been snatched away.

"Somewhat skilled,"

Shen Luo’s seductive face grew serious. She slowly raised her palm, and with a "click," her palm suddenly cracked open, extending a blood-colored spearhead that transformed into a long spear in her hands.

Holding the blood-colored long spear, Shen Luo thrust forward violently. At the tip of the spear, a terrifying demonic thought was concentrated, which merged with the momentum of the spear to pierce through the void.

In the somewhat terrified gazes of the onlookers, the blood-colored spear light fiercely stabbed into the colorful full moon, and then the dazzling light, with two main tones, quickly spread over the entire sky.

"The power of a Martial Saint, a feeling I haven’t experienced for a long time..."

Feeling the space in front of him twist and deform, with the fluctuations of space becoming extremely chaotic, Ye Xuan could not help but sigh. The power of a Martial Saint was indeed strong, but it was still far from the realms of the Martial Emperor and Martial God. In the face of absolute power, others were no different from ants. Witnessing this battle also changed his mood, intensifying Ye Xuan’s will to cultivate and become stronger, and to return to the Martial God Realm.

Inside Ye Xuan’s mind, his soul power trembled violently. In the depths of his mind, the Martial Arts Primordial Spirit seemed to move slightly, releasing a ripple. At this moment, Ye Xuan’s soul power improved unconsciously and had reached the late stage of the Heavenly Realm, just a step away from Heavenly Realm Perfection.

The soul power of the Late Stage Heavenly Realm was comparable to the soul strength of a Seventh Grade Martial Venerate. This undoubtedly meant that Ye Xuan had far more soul power than his own Cultivation Realm.

"Ye Xuan, you..."

Not far from Ye Xuan, Fei Yue sensed the change in his aura, and her mouth dropped open in disbelief, staring at Ye Xuan. Merely by watching the battle, he had made such significant gains; this guy was simply an anomaly and couldn’t be viewed with the same eyes as an ordinary person.