Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 808: 827 Suspected Saint

Chapter 808: Chapter 827 Suspected Saint

The Evil Demons trembled in fear, their voices stifled, as they beheld the sinister and vicious smile on Ye Xuan’s face. Each of them involuntarily drew a cold breath, their hearts trembling uncontrollably.

The terror was overwhelming. Even Wu Tian, at the pinnacle of the Quasi-Saint realm, was visibly horrified. His gaze towards Ye Xuan was full of quivering unease.

Quasi-Saints understood the difficulty of killing a Quasi-Saint. Even positioned at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm, he wouldn’t dare boast of killing a Quasi-Saint like slaughtering pigs and dogs. It was sheer fantasy.

Yet today, Wu Tian’s worldview was shattered. He personally witnessed Ye Xuan slaying Quasi-Saints like slaughtering pigs and dogs, and Ye Xuan was not even a Saint. How could this not terrify him to the core?

“Master, calm your anger.”

Suddenly, Fang Han solemnly bowed to Ye Xuan, his face showing signs of anxiety. He realized Ye Xuan was an extremely violent person who didn’t regard these Evil Demons and whose cultivation was unimaginably terrifying.

With Fang Han’s bow, the other Evil Demons instantly awoke, kneeling and kowtowing to Ye Xuan in unison, none wishing to die, their eyes all filled with fear.

“Master, the Nine Nether Tower was forged by the Western Two Saints. We have been trapped here for endless ages, unable to escape. Does the Master have a strategy to break the tower and lead us out?” Wu Tian’s eyes moved, bowing to Ye Xuan with cupped hands.

Buzz!

The clouds seemed to flow beneath his fingers, the void stirred, yet Ye Xuan did not move. He merely stroked his sleeve lightly, causing the Nine Nether Tower to vibrate thunderously, golden threads intertwining throughout the tower.

“Is that…Saint Patterns?”

As the golden threads flickered in and out in the void, Wu Tian’s eyes froze abruptly, a voice of horrification escaping his mouth, his eyes revealing a look of absolute despair.

What are Saint Patterns?

Saint Patterns are a means unique to Saints, an embodiment of a trace of a Saint’s Holy Power Origin. No matter the vastness of your divine skills or cultivation, unless you enter the Saint Realm, no one can hope to escape the confinement of Saint Patterns.

Saint Patterns permeated every corner of the Nine Nether Tower, the golden Holy Light so mysterious, exuding a weight heavy as the heavens themselves.

“It’s over, it’s over!”

An Evil Demon cried in despair, causing a stir of various discussions, all filled with despair. They knew full well, with the Saint Patterns bolstering the Nine Nether Tower, escape seemed utterly impossible.

“Huh!”

Suddenly, a contemptuous, cold laugh sounded. Ye Xuan surveyed the Saint Patterns in the void, an eerie smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

“Myriad Buddhas Return to the Sect!”

Crash.

Ye Xuan’s hands formed a spell seal, his face still carrying a smile, but the Buddha Light around him shone brightly, mysterious Buddha texts being unleashed from him. The surrounding void twisted extremely, and one after another, Buddha phantoms began to condense and materialize.

“Collect!”

All methods lead to the same end; Heaven and Earth return to one. Chants echoed from the void of all heavens, causing the Nine Nether Tower to shake violently. What happened next made Wu Tian and others stupefied, for they witnessed an unbelievable scene.

With the chanting of heavens, Buddha phantoms reciting mantras, the Saint Patterns filling the Nine Nether Tower gradually turned illusory, until after a dozen breath’s time, they exploded and scattered in the void.

“The…the Saint Patterns disappeared?” Fang Han shouted in horror, suddenly looking at Ye Xuan with extremely complex eyes, as if unable to believe Ye Xuan could dissipate Saint Patterns.

“Disappeared, really gone. But how is it that you…you can erase a Saint’s means?”

If the disappearance of the Saint Patterns meant Wu Tian and others could escape from the Nine Nether Tower, then Ye Xuan’s ability to erase a Saint’s means left Wu Tian feeling utterly incredulous.

Wu Tian had extensive origins, understanding full well how terrifying Saints were. He had never heard of a Quasi-Saint capable of resolving a Saint’s methods, it was utterly absurd.

“Are we free? Are we truly free?”

“Curse the Western Sect, once I’m out, I will wipe out your Lingshan.”

“These damned baldies, none shall be spared.”

The Evil Demons roared fiercely, their murderous aura reaching the heavens. Upon witnessing the Saint Patterns dissolve, they howled madly, venting their pent-up frustrations.

“Who…who are you, really?”

Suddenly, Wu Tian stared fixedly at Ye Xuan, immense dread in his eyes, for he couldn’t believe Ye Xuan to be merely a Quasi-Saint. A Quasi-Saint was absolutely incapable of neutralizing the methods of the Western Two Saints. The true reason could only be that Ye Xuan was not a Quasi-Saint but a true Saint.

“Which of the Three Pure Ones are you?” Wu Tian roared, his voice instantly suppressing those of the Evil Demons, causing all to calm down from their excitement, their gazes towards Ye Xuan taut with extreme anxiety.

To wipe out the Saint Patterns within the Nine Nether Tower and even banish the soul of a Quasi-Saint; these two actions alone unequivocally revealed Ye Xuan to be Saint.

No wonder Wu Tian was extremely tense. The methods Ye Xuan displayed were not what a Quasi-Saint should possess, so Ye Xuan must be one of the Three Pure Ones. Only the Three Pure Ones could erase the Saint Patterns laid by the Western Two Saints.

“The Three Pure Ones?”

Ye Xuan muttered to himself, then looked at Wu Tian with an inexplicable expression, saying, “You do overestimate This Emperor, but unfortunately, This Emperor is neither of the Three Pure Ones nor a Saint. It’s merely your lack of insight. Who says a Saint’s means must be countered by a Saint?”

As Ye Xuan’s words fell, Wu Tian was dumbstruck on the spot, and the gathered Evil Demons fell silent, looking at each other in amazement, evidently deeply shaken by Ye Xuan’s words.

“Impossible, absolutely impossible. I have never heard of a Quasi-Saint being able to resolve a Saint’s means. The levels of life between the two are fundamentally different. This simply cannot happen.”

Wu Tian shook his head repeatedly, his eyes filled with suspicion, clearly not believing Ye Xuan to be a Quasi-Saint, convinced he was one of the Six Great Saints of Heaven and Earth.

Eyeing Wu Tian’s cautious demeanor, Ye Xuan smiled nonchalantly, disdainful of explaining to Wu Tian. Since the latter believed him to be a Saint, Ye Xuan saw no reason to refute.

In fact, Wu Tian wasn’t wrong. Since the creation of the heavens and earth, Saints stood so far above. Even though Quasi-Saints shared a “Saint” in their title, compared to Saints, they were worlds apart.

Only, Wu Tian didn’t know that Ye Xuan currently existed between the Quasi-Saint and Saint. If one were to give a precise designation to Ye Xuan, he could indeed be called a Semi-Saint.

Because when Ye Xuan overcame the Heavenly Dao’s First Tribulation, he had already completely surpassed the Quasi-Saint Realm, no longer vulnerable to any so-called Quasi-Saints, though there remained a considerable gap with that of a Saint.

Furthermore, Wu Tian also indeed overestimated Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan’s ability to dissolve the Saint Patterns arranged by the Western Two Saints was because he had long mastered the Myraid Buddha True Scripture completely.

The Myraid Buddha True Scripture, being the supreme treasure of the Western Sect, contained all of the Western Two Saints’ Saint Techniques, and the Saint Patterns were merely one such Saint Technique within the scripture, thus Ye Xuan could naturally dissolve such so-called Saint Patterns.