The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1155: Shock of the Death Path

Chapter 1155: Chapter 1155: Shock of the Death Path

Purple thunderbolts, each as thick as ten thousand zhang, fell one after another, wildly violent as if they intended to sink the entire earth, spreading a terrifying heavenly might throughout the world.

Fuxi retracted the Phoenix Harp and let out a long howl to the sky, as his magical power converged into a white pillar that neutralized the purple lightning bolt by bolt.

Boom, rumble...

The whole world shook violently, and the supreme pressure made all creatures within the Time-Space Forbidden Land shiver uncontrollably.

First, Fuxi had spent tens of thousands of years in the Time-Space Forbidden Land, breaking through to the Half Holy, and then under Ji Bubai’s guidance, he comprehended the Saintly Dao, so his foundation was reasonably solid; if he became a Saint, he would not be weak.

Amongst the ruins, Ji Bubai stood on the chest of a guardian, unperturbed as the ferocious beings formed from countless bones charged at him, all shattered by his magical power. He looked towards Fuxi with eyes filled with expectation.

For Fuxi to become a Saint was also good news for him.

Because Fuxi was a confidant of Qin Jun, if he became a Saint, he could help them seek revenge on the Holy Sect.

His understanding of the Holy Sect was actually very one-sided; back in the day, the Holy Sect had only mobilized a fraction of its power to exterminate the Extreme Flame Demon God Clan, and no one knew just how strong the Holy Sect truly was.

"The first Saint under my command!"

Qin Jun was ecstatic, as Fuxi was someone he had summoned, originally not even a Half Holy at his peak. Under his cultivation, Fuxi was about to break through to a Saint, an achievement of nurturing that most people could hardly comprehend.

If not for him, how would Fuxi have ended up in the Time-Space Forbidden Land?

If not for him, how would Ji Bubai have offered guidance to Fuxi?

Everything has its cause and effect.

Qin Jun believed that in the future, he would have even more Saints under his command.

His once ludicrous declaration of "everyone becoming a Saint" would eventually not be a dream!

Hum—

Just then, a sound like the tolling of a giant bell exploded, and the boundless sea of thunderclouds converged into a human face that stretched across the skies, its contours barely visible but filled with divine might.

"What is that?"

The Fire God exclaimed, the colossal celestial face covering the firmament sent shivers down his spine, a terrifying sense of dread flooding his heart.

Di Jun and Xuandu furrowed their brows as well.

Qin Lingming swallowed hard as he watched; for him, a Golden Immortal of Daluo, merely glancing at the giant celestial face was enough to strike terror into his heart.

Qin Jun’s pupils contracted; for some reason, seeing that colossal celestial face made him involuntarily recall his encounter with the Eye of Fate.

Could there be a connection?

As they speculated wildly, the celestial face in the firmament suddenly spoke out, "No one can become a Saint here!"

This voice echoed across the entire Time-Space Forbidden Land, audible to all creatures in numerous realms.

In some realms, there were still creatures who had not lost their sanity.

"Becoming a Saint?"

"Who dares to become a Saint in the Time-Space Forbidden Land?"

"What is this voice?"

"Becoming a Saint... what is that?"

Saints are not widely known existences among all spirits in the universe, and most creatures even think entering the realm of the sage is the strongest existence.

Despite the threat from the celestial giant face, Fuxi remained composed, his magical power continuing its explosive increase.

How could he give up when the chance to become a Saint had come so hard?

Fuxi ignored it and continued to comprehend the Saintly Dao, refining the vigorous magical power within him.

As his power surged, it began to undergo a qualitative change.

The magical power of Saints is not the same, for it is no joke that all creatures below a Saint are mere ants.

To put it bluntly, no matter how many Manifesting Saints there are, they couldn’t kill a single Saint.

Immortal to all calamities, indestructible for all eternity!

As Fuxi’s path is to demonstrate the Dao with force, even if the Heavenly Dao collapses, he might still have a chance to survive.

The Virtuous Saint is different; their fate is intertwined with the Heavenly Dao. As long as the Heavenly Dao endures, they are immortal.

Gazing at Fuxi who was about to become a saint, the giant face in the firmament suddenly contorted into a hideous grimace.

In a flash, countless bone spears emerged from the giant face, suspended above Fuxi’s head, blanketing a region of tens of thousands of miles, instilling fear in all who saw.

At a glance, it was impossible to count how many bone spears there were – tens of millions or even billions?

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Countless bone spears poured down like the first deluge from the heavens, with a majestic momentum, obliterating everything in their path.

Fuxi suddenly looked up, pushing upwards with both hands. His magical power transformed into white waves sweeping upward, engulfing him and colliding with the hundreds of millions of bone spears. The explosion was deafening, and a blinding light flashed, causing countless fierce creatures to tremble as they watched the scene.

The guardian beneath Ji Bubai’s feet spoke with a trembling voice, "How is it possible... He really is becoming a saint..."

He was no match for Ji Bubai alone; if another saint were to emerge, he might as well take his own life.

...

Qiuming Abyss.

Amidst the vast sea of clouds, peaks emerged, with Death lying atop one of them, his wild hair spread out beneath him like a street vendor’s display, leisurely napping in the breeze.

Just at that moment, Death suddenly opened his eyes, revealing two scarlet beams of light.

"This aura... Is a saint battling?"

Death slowly stood up and turned his head to the west, muttering to himself, "Could it be the Sanctuary of Space-Time...?"

Having spent countless eons in the Qiuming Abyss, he was well aware that it connected to the Sanctuary of Space-Time.

But he had never been to the Sanctuary of Space-Time – before because he was too weak, and now because the more he learned upon growing stronger, the more frightened he became.

The Qiuming Abyss was already so terrifying; what kind of purgatory was the Sanctuary of Space-Time it emulated?

"What is the origin of the Sanctuary of Space-Time that allows two saints to battle so recklessly inside it..."

Death stroked his chin in thought, suddenly very tempted to break into the Sanctuary of Space-Time to see for himself.

But he could feel that entering it would involve him in major fate, which would be extremely troublesome.

Some time passed.

Just as Death closed his eyes again, he suddenly opened them, exclaiming incredulously, "How is it possible... Someone is becoming a saint within the Sanctuary of Space-Time?"

That meant the Sanctuary of Space-Time was about to have three saints!

This was just the minimum estimate...

Death squinted his eyes and immediately flew westward.

He could no longer contain his curiosity and wanted to visit the Sanctuary of Space-Time to witness the truth for himself.

...

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Endless bone spears shot out from the giant face in the sky, crashing upon Fuxi’s pillar of magical power, causing the whole world to shake violently as if it might collapse at any moment.

Countless spatial rifts cracked open, and innumerable mysterious thunders twisted within them, making Qin Jun and the others extremely anxious.

They hoped Fuxi would become a saint before they were shredded by the chaotic space-time currents.

Fuxi’s pillar of magical power gradually swelled, reaching a diameter of thousands of feet, continuously pushing upward. One by one, the bone spears were deflected, shooting off to every corner of the world.

The guardian watched with great anxiety, wanting to get up, but Ji Bubai’s foot was too heavy, pinning him down, unable to move. Beneath him, the soil and rocks continuously crumbled, but still, he could not free himself.

"Give up, his ascension to sainthood is unstoppable."

Ji Bubai sneered and turned his attention back to the guardian.

"If I’m not mistaken, you must be related to Xuandang. Why have you ended up here?"

Faced with Ji Bubai’s question, the guardian shook all over, no longer struggling as if a secret had been touched.

"You are already a saint, yet you serve as a puppet in the abyss?"