"Do you think you can escape?"
Qin Yu's pupils erupted with ferocious killing intent. Two Human Emperors of the Xiandao Sect had fallen one after another, and Zhao Huangchao had already become the third. This hatred could not, would not, be let go.
"Kill!"
The golden war spear roared, spitting out terrifying sharp light as Qin Yu's fighting spirit surged to its absolute peak. With a distant sweep, a brutal golden spear intent slashed across the sky.
"Great River Sword Intent!"
Chu Xun struck again with the same sword.
This was his strongest move.
He didn't even dare to use the Eight Desolate Palms, afraid that even the slightest delay would spell disaster.
"He's finished…"
Chu Yaoyao, the leader of the Goddess Sect, hovered in the air. Her beautiful eyes were filled with complicated emotions. She had witnessed Chu Xun's brilliance, and now, she was about to witness his end.
Qin Yu, fully unleashed, was nearly unrivaled in the Human Emperor Realm. This sword from Chu Xun also meant one thing clearly,
He had nothing left.
"I don't think he can last more than a few exchanges," the leader of the Tianji Sect shook his head. "Using a sacred weapon is no simple matter. At most, three to five strikes."
Qin Yu's attacks were already chained together. In the next instant, there would be dozens, perhaps hundreds, of blows.
Unless someone intervened, Chu Xun would surely die.
Looking across the battlefield, the only one who had the strength and the position to intervene was Jiang Zhenshan.
Lu Nantian, the leader of the Zhenwu Sect, stared coldly at him. Earlier, Jiang Zhenshan had blocked him, now their roles were reversed.
"Elder Chu!"
"Elder!"
"Elder!"
The disciples of the Donglin Sect turned pale.
They stared at the figure in green robes, black hair flying in the wind. Their hearts were filled with panic and grief. They all knew,
Chu Xun could not hold on for long.
"No… we can't let Elder Chu take this risk!"
Xiao Rongyu clenched her teeth, her eyes filled with resolve.
Anyone in the Donglin Sect could die,
Except Elder Chu.
"Explode!"
"Forbidden Technique!"
Pain twisted across her delicate face.
Yet an overwhelming aura awakened within her body, like a giant dragon slumbering for countless years, or an ancient true god about to revive. Just the release of that breath shook the heavens and stars.
"Roar,!"
Her realm exploded upward.
Fourth Realm of the Human Emperor.
Fifth Realm.
Sixth Realm.
Seventh Realm.
The scene was utterly shocking.
Wang He and Elder Jiang clearly understood what was happening. Their expressions were complicated, yet they did not stop her.
If they truly had to choose,
They would still choose Elder Chu.
Given time, Xiao Rongyu could grow.
But Chu Xun's accumulated experience and combat insight were irreplaceable. Emotionally, rationally, and instinctively, they all chose him.
"Hmph."
Cold light filled Qin Yu's eyes.
How could he fail to seize such an opportunity?
A dark, chilling radiance erupted from his body, transforming instantly into black lightning that tore through the void, striking straight toward Xiao Rongyu.
"Stop!"
Elder Wang He!
Elder Jiang!
Both of them turned pale.
But the moment they moved, the three remaining Human Emperors of the Xiandao Sect blocked them.
They could only watch as the dark light struck Xiao Rongyu, forcibly interrupting her forbidden recovery.
Puff!
Blood sprayed into the air.
Xiao Rongyu's face turned deathly pale.
Her body weakened instantly.
Yet what filled her heart more than pain,
Was despair.
Qin Yu's gaze was icy and emotionless. He cast Xiao Rongyu a merciless glance, killing intent surging.
If Donglin Sect could be erased today, then this battle would not be a loss.
Chu Xun was already a dying man. He would not allow any variables.
Though Xiao Rongyu's transformation was strange, it meant nothing once interrupted.
He swept his eyes across the battlefield.
Elder Wang, irrelevant.
Xiao Rongyu, gravely injured.
Elder Wang He and Elder Jiang,
Nothing to fear.
From this perspective, the destruction of Donglin Sect was almost certain.
A cold smile crept onto Qin Yu's lips.
In that case, losing three Human Emperors was not as unacceptable as it first seemed.
"What a pity…"
Chu Xun sighed softly as he took in the scene.
The power of a Ninth-Realm Human Emperor exceeded his expectations. He truly could not resist, after all, the gap of multiple realms was too great.
Yet he was not afraid.
Before coming here, he had already prepared for this.
There were very few Human Emperors capable of killing him,
And Qin Yu was not one of them.
As his thoughts stirred, a talisman paper appeared in his left palm.
It was a reward he had received after reading a thousand volumes of scriptures.
It could block one attack.
And within it was sealed his strongest strike.
If used now, combined with the Great River Sword Intent, it would be enough to force Qin Yu back and allow him to withdraw safely.
It was a pity.
This life-saving treasure would be consumed only days after he obtained it.
But he did not hesitate.
Things had already reached this point.
Any further delay would only invite the unforeseen.
"No one can save you now!"
Qin Yu advanced step by step, his aura overwhelming. The golden spear radiated endless cold light.
The next strike would severely wound Chu Xun.
Within three moves,
He would kill him.
"Alas…"
A long, distant sigh echoed through the heavens.
It lingered, reverberating endlessly.
And in that instant,
The entire sky froze.
All Human Emperors still locked in battle were frozen in place. Those watching from below were struck dumb, their pupils contracting violently.
It was as if the whole world had been sealed.
The aftershocks of battle hung motionless in the air.
Time itself seemed to stop with that single sigh.
The leader of the Goddess Sect.
The leader of the Tianji Sect.
The leader of the Zhenwu Sect.
The leader of the Shenxing Sect.
The head of the Nangong clan.
The head of the Jiang clan.
These peak Human Emperors were all immobilized, their bodies restrained by an invisible Dao.
Their eyes widened in horror as they stared toward the Donglin Sect.
Only one thought echoed in their minds,
A Saint!
An overwhelming fear surged through them.
The realm of "Saint" was too terrifying.
In the vast Eastern Region, there were only six holy lands,
And they were revered precisely because each had once produced a Saint.
Yet now,
A single sigh had been clearly heard by everyone on this chaotic battlefield.
Battle, aftermath, space itself,
All frozen.
Only a Saint could do this.
"A Saint of the Donglin Sect!"
Qin Yu was frightened out of his wits, like a cat struck by lightning.
He desperately swung the golden spear, not at Chu Xun, but at the void itself, forcing his way through the pressure.
In the next instant, he retreated in terror, flashing a hundred thousand miles away, becoming the one who fled the farthest.
No one laughed at him.
If they were in his place, they would have fled even faster.
Moments ago, Qin Yu had pressed step by step, the destruction of Donglin Sect seemingly inevitable.
Who could have imagined,
A Saint would appear at the very end?
"Damn it!"
Standing far away, Qin Yu's expression twisted with uncertainty, relief at having escaped, mixed with fear and raging resentment.
If Donglin Sect truly had a Saint,
Why didn't they appear earlier?
Why give him hope,
Only to push him to the edge of despair.
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