Yuan's Ascension
Chapter 1137: Battle Of Eternals, Slaying Saints Once More

Chapter 1137: Battle Of Eternals, Slaying Saints Once More

Though it seemed slow, less than a quarter hour had passed since Wu Yuan and Overlord Lan Yan returned to the outer region of Ancient Dream Mountain and slew that group of Que Luo powerhouses. The actual combat had taken even less time.

The mana and ether bodies of the Que Luo powerhouses were killed, but their true selves remained within the Zhu Ye Saint Realm. They had immediately begun sending messages to Saint Dong Luan, Saint Ye Xing and the others.

With Wu Yuan's abilities as a qi refiner, defeating some Overlords and Perennials was easy. But annihilating their true selves through their mana or ether bodies? That was still beyond him.

So, Saint Dong Luan, Saint Ye Xing, and the others swiftly learned of the battle's outcome, and were aware of how powerful the mysterious Overlord of Spacetime was.

"He’s here?"

"Who? That Overlord of Spacetime?" Saint Ye Xing and another Saint, Jin Jiao, grew vigilant. Among the three, Saint Dong Luan's perceptive abilities were the strongest.

The dozens of Perennial and Overlord powerhouses standing nearby all paled upon hearing this.

These Overlord and Perennial powerhouses had all learned of the battle's outcome and knew that the terrifying Overlord of Spacetime could annihilate other Overlords from afar with a mere thought. Even Perennial powerhouses were easily slain by him.

"Should we retreat?" Saint Dong Luan asked in a low voice.

"Retreat?" Saint Ye Xing's body was the most massive. Countless bolts of lightning flickered across his form, a show of his anger.

"The four of us came together to hunt him down for the Nüwa stone fragment," Saint Ye Xing rumbled. "Now Saint Zhu Mu has fallen, and numerous Perennials and Overlords have died in succession.

"Are we three Saints simply going to withdraw like this?" Saint Ye Xing's gaze turned icy. "If so, we would utterly lose face.

"Not just our own, but we would completely disgrace our entire Que Luo race."

Saint Dong Luan and Saint Jin Jiao wore ugly expressions, but also seemed hesitant. After all, their opponent's strength was truly chilling. Even Perennial mana bodies couldn't withstand his soul attacks. One could imagine how devastatingly sharp his techniques must be. Could the three of them withstand it?

This was an Overlord who could potentially create a Legend of the River. Moreover, according to previous intelligence, that powerful Devil Emperor Xia had always accompanied this Overlord of Spacetime. Two Legends of the River joining forces? They might very well be able to overwhelm the three Saints.

"No need to discuss further. He's here." Saint Dong Luan's expression suddenly changed. "He’s even faster than I imagined."

Saint Ye Xing and Saint Jin Jiao's expressions changed again.

"First, gather up the other Overlords and Perennial powerhouses," Saint Dong Luan quickly said. "Hurry, come quickly."

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! The many Overlords and Perennial powerhouses hastily flew over, swiftly entering Saint Dong Luan's grotto-heaven artifact.

If they were facing Devil Emperor Xia, these Overlords and Perennias could still be somewhat useful. The Perennials in particular, though only mana bodies or ether bodies, could all unleash fourth-stage Overlord-level power. It would take Devil Emperor Xia at least a strike or two to kill them.

But against a soul class powerhouse, the situation was completely different. This type of powerhouse excelled at group battles.

Strength in numbers? As long as they couldn't withstand it, all would be swept away in a single thought. In duels between top powerhouses, numbers had never been the deciding factor. A single mighty cultivator could determine everything.

Swiftly, the three Saints gathered in one place, gazing into the distant void.

By now, both Saint Ye Xing and Saint Jin Jiao sensed it too.

Whoosh! The fog roiled and churned, parting to either side as two figures flew forth, one in white and one in purple.

The white-robed man floated like an immortal, handsome as jade. That aura of surveying all below him, transcending above all living beings, involuntarily aroused admiration in others.

The purple-robed woman similarly possessed an otherworldly air, yet also seemed like an attendant.

Naturally it was Wu Yuan and Overlord Lan Yan. Upon seeing the three Saints, they too came to a halt.

At this moment, the two sides faced off from afar.

"See, Lan Yan? I told you there were several Saints here," Wu Yuan said casually with a smile. "Once I've slaughtered these three, I too shall be a Legend of the River."

"Three Saints? Slaughter?" Overlord Lan Yan was extremely nervous, staring fixedly at the three Saints of the Que Luo race in the distant void.

Saints were eternally indestructible figures in her eyes. When roaming the cosmic sea by herself, she hadn't dared provoke such existences at all.

Young Master speaks so casually of slaying Saints? Overlord Lan Yan gazed at the carefree Wu Yuan with worship.

She might have harbored a trace of concern before, but now that she had witnessed Wu Yuan's abilities, she had nothing but blind faith in him.

"Have you come here to fight?" Saint Dong Luan's voice boomed, echoing through space.

"You Que Luos, don't play dumb. So many of your powerhouses are gathered here. Are you not aiming to hunt us down?" Wu Yuan's voice was indifferent.

"Indeed." Saint Ye Xing spoke in a low rumble: "We are just here to hunt for treasures. That Nüwa stone fragment was first discovered by our Que Luo race powerhouses, but the Overlord beside you stole it from us. Later, you joined forces with that Devil Emperor Xia to massacre our race’s powerhouses. You've reaped all the benefits while our Que Luo race has suffered all the losses."

Saint Ye Xing's words made it seem as if they had suffered a great injustice, but Wu Yuan's face flashed with disdain.

Young Master once allied with Devil Emperor Xia? To massacre Que Luo powerhouses? Overlord Lan Yan's heart jolted upon hearing this.

She suddenly understood why the young master had said he was not Devil Emperor Xia's equal–they must be familiar with each other.

"Stop spouting nonsense," Wu Yuan sneered. "By your logic, should Saint Zhu Mu's downfall be blamed on me as well?"

Though Wu Yuan hadn’t been back for long, he had obtained much intelligence about Ancient Dream Mountain through the Blood Dream Alliance and Eldritch Court's information networks, including details of Saint Zhu Mu's demise.

"Boy, who exactly are you?" Saint Jin Jiao frowned. "Overlords of Spacetime are rare, and those skilled in soul attacks even rarer. Observing your aura, you seem to have already attained an Eternal Psyche."

"Me? Ming Jian!" Wu Yuan uttered. The Xuanhuang Cosmiris would open soon, and this matter could not be concealed for long anyway. There was no need to hide it further.

"Ming Jian?" Saint Jin Jiao and Saint Dong Luan were puzzled at first, unable to recall who that was.

They didn’t pay much attention to matters in the River of Universes, and Wu Yuan's rise had been very brief.

"Ming Jian? The Ming Jian from the Taiyuan Saint Realm?" Saint Ye Xing's eyes flashed with shock. Clearly, he knew of Ming Jian's exploits.

According to his intelligence, Ming Jian had cultivated for a few hundred thousand years and should be at the second or third stage Overlord level. How could he exert such unbelievable power?

"Are you truly Ming Jian?" Saint Ye Xing asked in a low voice, staring at Wu Yuan with utmost gravity.

Saint Jin Jiao and Saint Dong Luan's eyes also flashed with shock. They had just received Saint Ye Xing's message. The way they looked at Wu Yuan changed completely.

Acquiring such power after cultivating for billions of years versus a mere few hundred thousand years was two entirely different concepts.

"Mm." Wu Yuan nodded casually.

The three Que Luo Saints all began harboring thoughts of retreat. No one was particularly willing to go up against such a super genius.

"Fellow Daoist Ming Jian." Saint Ye Xing said in a low voice, "I am Ye Xing of the Que Luo race. I have a proposal–let us both take a step back and reconcile, resolving this grudge. What do you say?"

Resolve the grudge? Wu Yuan revealed a cold smile. "This conflict was instigated by you. I was just thinking of borrowing your lives to make a name for myself. However, I can give some face to you Que Luo True Saints.

"Resolving our grudge is not off the table. Hand over three mid-grade Xiantian artifacts," Wu Yuan said indifferently. "Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless." Having endangered Sovereign Lan Yan and taking the initiative to attack multiple times, Wu Yuan held no goodwill toward the Que Luo race.

Three mid-grade Xiantian artifacts? The three Saints all frowned slightly. They didn't want to make an enemy of Ming Jian, a super powerhouse, but they were even more unwilling to hand over treasures.

Among Saints, those possessing high-grade Xiantian artifacts were a minority. Most used mid-grade Xiantian artifacts as their main weapons.

"Overlord Ming Jian, you go too far. From start to finish, you've been the one taking advantage of us," Saint Jin Jiao, the most hot-tempered, shouted angrily. "We respect you and don't wish to make an enemy of you, but don't treat our Que Luo race like a pushover.

"Even if you can become a True Saint or Dao Zenithel in the future, that's still a long way off. It won't affect our Que Luo race. Our Nine Saints Alliance doesn't fear you either." Saint Jin Jiao glared at Wu Yuan. "Are you willing to reconcile? Yes or no?"

Saint Dong Luan and Saint Ye Xing looked on silently, clearly agreeing with Saint Jin Jiao's words.

Future threats paled in comparison to immediate benefits. If Wu Yuan truly wanted to fight, they would have no choice but to oblige.

"Fine! You clearly fear me, yet are completely unwilling to make concessions, even trying to threaten me with your Nine Saints Alliance?" Wu Yuan's mana body sneered. "You say I've taken advantage of you? You've surrounded and attacked us repeatedly. If I lacked sufficient strength, my friend and I would have died who knows how many times by now.

"Alright. You want to kill me? Then be prepared to fall." Wu Yuan's voice turned cold. "Daoist Devil Emperor Xia, come out."

Whoosh! With a flicker of movement, a towering figure clad entirely in black battle armor suddenly appeared in the void.

It was none other than Wu Yuan's ether body, its aura fierce and domineering like a god of slaughter.

When his gaze swept over the three Saints, it made their scalps tingle.

Devil Emperor Xia? Overlord Lan Yan was stunned when she perceived his soul’s aura.

She had visited Wu Yuan's body refiner self with gifts before his Overlord advancement celebration, and seen him in the flesh. She naturally recognized that Devil Emperor Xia before her eyes was none other than Wu Yuan.

Devil Emperor Xia is Overlord Wu Yuan? Overlord Lan Yan felt bewildered.

"Lan Yan, don't spread this," Wu Yuan's mana body's voice rang out in her mind.

Overlord Lan Yan nodded repeatedly.

Devil Emperor Xia was Overlord Wu Yuan? This news could shake the entire cosmic sea.

"Haha. Daoist Ming Jian has a good temper, taking the time to reason with you all. I can't be bothered to do that." Devil Emperor Xia sneered, then suddenly roared in anger: "Die!"

Boom! Devil Emperor Xia's form blurred, accelerating to a hundred times the speed of light as he charged straight for Saint Dong Luan.

"Engage!" Saint Dong Luan, Saint Ye Xing, and Saint Jin Jiao immediately took action.

The three lightning stars united their strength, their auras surging like a tempest. The force of their combined power scattered the surrounding fog, clearing a path as they bravely charged forward to confront Devil Emperor Xia.

"Saber!" Devil Emperor Xia roared, his body growing to nine million li, nine arms swinging the Skybreaker Sabers. Blade rays erupted, like miniature universes blooming one after another, ferociously chopping down towards the three Saints.

Eternal ultimate technique - Blade of the Abyss!

"Lightning Annihilation."

"Thunderbolt! Roar!"

"Ultimate Rainbow!"

The three Que Luo Saints simultaneously unleashed the ultimate techniques of their self-created Daos. In an instant, vast and endless lightning exploded forth, the radiance of three self-created Daos bursting out.

This energy, this radiance, this imposing might, faintly transcended heaven and earth, surpassing the fluctuations of the Great Dao's essence.

They collided with an earth-shattering roar. The impact sent shockwaves rippling outward, distorting spacetime itself. The heavens quaked, the earth shuddered. It was a sight both awe-inspiring and terrifying.

This? A clash at the eternal level? Sovereign Lan Yan held her breath as she watched this scene.

Whether it was Devil Emperor Xia or the three Que Luo race Saints, they were fundamentally 'Overlords', but the ultimate techniques they were unleashing were too powerful, their might terrifying. The mere aftershocks of a casual strike could probably annihilate her.

One sempiternal lifeform battling three great Saints - this was absolutely another legendary battle.

Clang! Boom! Layers of fog were dispersed, Daos waxed and waned, Xiantian artifacts clashed, and eternal ultimate techniques collided. The battle between four super powerhouses had completely transcended the realm of sempiternal lifeforms.

Rip! A streak of blade ray tore through heaven and earth, violently chopping down onto Saint Dong Luan's enormous body, extinguishing countless lightning bolts and carving a massive wound across his form.

Boom! A lightning spear ripped through the void, as though to pierce through all of heaven and earth, violently slamming into Devil Emperor Xia's body. Yet it only forced him back a step, his vital aura barely diminishing.

"What formidable physical defense."

"This!"

"The legends were true after all. Devil Emperor Xia's physical defense is unbelievably extraordinary." The three Que Luo race Saints were all stunned, and somewhat helpless.

They had only sent their mana and ether bodies, but could still unleash peak Perennial (fifth-stage Overlord) strength. In theory, suppressing Devil Emperor Xia shouldn't be difficult. But they turned out to be the ones suppressed by Devil Emperor Xia in this frenzied bloodbath.

"Haha, exhilarating! Exhilarating! As expected of Saints, your techniques are indeed extraordinary." Devil Emperor Xia's voice boomed, resounding through the void: "Brother Ming Jian, take action. Let's end this quickly."

The expressions of the three Saints changed slightly. During the fierce exchange just now, Overlord Ming Jian had not made a single move.

"Sink into oblivion." A trace of coldness flashed through Wu Yuan's mana body's stern face. A hazy fluctuation spread out, instantly striking the three Saints' souls and spirits.

Eternal ultimate technique - Myriad Rebirths Tribulation!

This was truly the first time Wu Yuan's two true selves were joining forces since they had each created their eternal ultimate techniques.

"This?"

"Hmm?" Although all three Saints had soul-type Xiantian artifacts protecting them, they still felt their souls shaking in the face of Wu Yuan's soul attack. Then, they all fell victim one after another.

Saint Dong Luan and Saint Jin Jiao's eyes became unfocused. Their brows knotted, showing signs of struggle, yet they were unable to awaken instantly.

"Not good!" Saint Ye Xing was confused for just a moment before awakening.

The moment he regained clarity, he saw a blade ray streaking across the sky, aiming straight for him.

"Since you’re the first to awaken, you’ll be the first to die!" The cold voice exploded in Saint Ye Xing's mind.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Both sides exchanged six lightning-fast blows. Although Saint Ye Xing struggled with all his might, he had already lost the initiative in his panic. In the end, a saber passed through his enormous body. Countless lightning bolts exploded.

Saint Ye Xing's ether body perished.

"Two left." Devil Emperor Xia shifted his ice-cold gaze and charged straight for them.