Category: The Saintess Has A Showdown

Chapter 145: Drawing the Blade

“The four Saint-rank guardians… defeated just like that…?”

“The Sorrowful Saintess, still at the Dead Sea Stage, controls four Saint-rank spirit beasts!!!”

“And she has a Dual Soul Body! Even the Phoenix Immortal Saintess would be instantly defeated~~”

“Aaaaaah, she’s so beautiful! I’m ovulating!!!” A certain green-haired maid in a revealing outfit shrieked, drawing strange looks.

“Phew~~~”

Standing at the center of the battlefield, the focus of all eyes, Gong Lianyue sighed, a melancholic expression on her face.

Because the Tyrant Demon Seed was a wild spirit beast, she hadn’t even used half her spirit energy, but the mental strain had left her looking pale.

However, with the troublesome Wind Realm Four Guardians dealt with, the remaining Wind Realm Spirit Masters were no longer a threat.

Envoys are not to be harmed.

And having displayed such terrifying power, no one would dare to attack her in public!

The massive purple cube created by the Ice Soul Cold Star still hung in the sky, the shattered Windchaser Emperor trapped within.

If she released Ice Emperor City, the Windchaser Emperor would instantly perish.

Click—

However, the purple ice cube began to rotate, returning to its original form.

After several twists and turns, the Windchaser Emperor’s body was reassembled, its scattered soul core fragments restored.

Swish!

The next second, the cube shattered, ice particles scattering like dust.

Floating in the sky, the restored Windchaser Emperor cautiously examined itself, still in disbelief that it was alive.

The Ice Soul Cold Star had spared it. Its aura, however, was weakening, seemingly about to revert to its Ice Spirit form.

Just then, the two icy eyes on its wrists suddenly turned, and its chilling spirit energy formed a question mark: ?

A wave of water erupted from Gong Lianyue, gradually forming an indistinct, watery spirit beast.

Swish, swish, swish—

Hundreds of gazes within the Yin Tomb fixed upon the bulky, ungainly, water-shaped figure. Was that… a Water Element?

Compared to the graceful and beautiful Ice Soul Cold Star, the Water Element’s appearance was… underwhelming, a fact readily apparent even to humans.

Wait! It came from the Sorrowful Saintess. Was this her companion spirit beast?

Having already revealed her Saint-rank team, why summon a low-rank Water Element?

Everyone was puzzled, including Gong Lianyue herself.

This was similar to the Ice Spirit’s earlier behavior, appearing without being summoned.

And hadn’t the Water Element already evolved into the Water Element Commander? Why had it regressed?

[Death Tribulation]

The moment the Water Element appeared, the Ice Soul Cold Star radiated a dense purple spirit energy, transforming into a mysterious, star-filled sky that enveloped the entire Yin Tomb.

The massive purple star, several kilometers wide, sealed off the entire area, trapping everything within.

The Water Element, oblivious, continued to flow towards the edge of the mountain range, its movements slow and stiff, as if it had no will of its own.

The Ice Soul Cold Star didn’t interfere, simply watching.

However, noticing the Water Element’s direction, the Six-Faced God, previously defeated by the Tyrant Demon Seed, suddenly leaped to its feet and intercepted the Water Element.

“Sorrowful Saintess, I advise you not to cross the line.”

The battered Six-Faced God’s tone was serious, but its face, still a mask of terror, was unconvincing.

The next second, its expression shifted, a smug smirk appearing.

Instantly, its injuries vanished, its body fully restored.

“I have six masks, each with a different ability. The abilities themselves are not inherently stronger or weaker, but if I switch to the next mask within an hour, my power multiplies!”

“In other words, I have six stages of enhancement. You just defeated my second stage. This is my third!”

“When I reach the sixth stage, you cannot defeat me!”

As the Six-Faced God boasted, the Water Element reached it and flowed through its silver body, a clear, transparent stream.

Passing through the Six-Faced God effortlessly, the Water Element continued on its path, unresponsive.

Bang!

The Six-Faced God’s spirit energy erupted, and it spun around, unleashing a powerful punch.

The terrifying impact shattered the surrounding area, but it didn’t even touch the Water Element, passing through it like a ghost.

“What…?”

The Six-Faced God’s smug smirk turned to a weeping face, then an indifferent face, then a despairing face.

Its aura surged, its silver muscles tightening, harder than steel, far more powerful than before.

According to its own explanation, it had now reached its strongest, sixth form!

However, the more its power increased, the less it could sense the Water Element, its despair deepening.

Just then, it received a telepathic message from the Ice Soul Cold Star.

“Physical attacks are useless against it. I’ve frozen its concept of existence. Unless it reveals its true form, it cannot leave this area.”

Hearing this, the Six-Faced God finally understood. This Water Element wasn’t under the Sorrowful Saintess’s control.

An uncommunicative, unusual being, only the Ice Soul Cold Star could restrain it. This realization filled her with dread.

“No, no, no, no, this is useless!!!”

“What?”

“Your range is too wide!!!”

The Six-Faced God was almost in tears, its words vague, still hiding something, clearly not wanting to reveal the full truth to the Ice Soul Cold Star.

Because the Water Element was heading towards… the Hibernating Sun’s resting place!!!

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the Water Element reached the edge of the mountain range and stopped.

A few seconds later, it plunged its watery arm into the ground, the water seeping down for thousands of meters, until it touched something cold and ancient.

Boom!!!!

The next second, as the Six-Faced God watched in despair, a dark, shadowy aura erupted, filling the sky.

A cold, merciless, incomprehensible presence, unlike any other being.

In that instant, the sky and earth lost their color, all other auras extinguished.

The Wind Realm Overlord, a legendary-rank spirit beast—the Shadowlurking Blade, Night’s Executioner.

The Water Element had drawn it out!!!

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Chapter 146: Legendary Water Element

BOOM!!!!

A terrifying aura, unmatched and overwhelming, resonated, plunging the world into a despairing darkness, eclipsing the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers.

No one dared to resist, no one dared to show even a hint of disrespect.

This was a legendary-rank spirit beast, the Shadowlurking Blade, Night’s Executioner…

Even more terrifying was the Water Element that had drawn the demonic blade. How could it so casually touch a legendary being?

Witnessing this, not only the Six-Faced God despaired, but even the Ice Soul Cold Star’s comical icy eyes showed a rare flicker of… concern.

All their efforts… wasted! They were doomed!

The Shadowlurking Blade, Night’s Executioner, its body shrouded in a dark mist, its true form only visible in its reflection on the ground.

A bizarrely shaped greatsword, its curved blade covered in cracks and fissures, resembling a woman’s slender waist, alluring and seductive.

It looked more like a dancer’s prop than a weapon designed for killing.

This was the Wind Realm Overlord’s true form!!!

The five-meter-long, pitch-black blade, held in the Water Element’s hand, radiated a chilling, sinister aura that instantly shattered the surrounding purple stars.

With Death Tribulation broken, after sixteen years, the Water Element finally breathed the outside air.

It looked up at the sky, a contented expression on its face, inhaling the chaotic, dirty spirit energy, the water flowing around its body beginning to distort.

Whoosh~~

The pure, azure water turned a disturbing, murky black, an endless tide of darkness spreading outwards, condensing into a sinister black crown.

The watery figure’s long hair billowed, a dark, shadowy crown atop its head, its body, however, radiating a pure, almost holy light.

Like a seductive sea goddess, its beautiful form both captivating and terrifying, drawing one into the depths of despair.

The black-crowned Water Element’s evolution didn’t stop there, its aura growing darker and more profound, transforming into something even more mysterious.

Swish!

A black, watery domain expanded, an endless vortex of tides filling the sky, silently consuming the surrounding mountains.

Rivers flowed in reverse, mountains crumbled.

Like a devastating flood, the landscape of the Yin Tomb was instantly transformed.

Within the swirling vortex, the Water Element’s illusory, watery form solidified, its skin turning a delicate, snow-white, its features becoming more human.

A moment later, the Water Element transformed into a woman with long black hair, a single black teardrop adorning the bridge of her beautiful nose, her gaze cold and indifferent.

Her flawless form, like a divine creation, her naked body enveloped in swirling black water, floated in the air.

Seeing this bizarre transformation, the Six-Faced God’s face twisted in confusion.

“The Variant Water Emperor?”

“The Flowing Shadow?”

“The Watery Years?”

“The Serpentine Nether River?”

“No, this is…!!!!!”

Before it could finish, the black-haired woman, formed from the black-crowned Water Element, swung the blade.

A flash of light, a terrifying wave of energy erupting from the five-meter-long Shadowlurking Blade, Night’s Executioner, engulfing all life present.

Swish, swish, swish—

A massive, black arc, like a giant sword slash, tore through the mountain range.

The Six-Faced God’s powerful body was cleaved in two, the Tyrant Demon Seed also struck, its core shattering instantly.

The Windchaser Emperor and the Nether Bell Maiden, two of the Four Guardians, were also cut down, their bodies falling to the ground.

Swish, swish, swish—

The terrifying blade continued its rampage, hundreds of Spirit Masters’ soul cores shattering in an instant, their bodies collapsing like felled trees.

Even Nether Traverse Stage Spirit Masters couldn’t escape. Whether they had time to summon their spirit beasts or not, their soul cores were cleaved by the soul-piercing blade.

Even a Nether Traverse Stage Saint-rank spirit beast, the Cloud Emperor Demon Jiao, hidden within the Firefly Palace delegation, was instantly sliced to pieces.

No one could withstand the might of a legendary being. The moment the Shadowlurking Blade fell, their fates were sealed.

The green-haired maid spat out a mouthful of green blood, then collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

After that single strike, no Spirit Master or spirit beast remained standing within the Yin Tomb.

No, there was one!

Gong Lianyue, the Sorrowful Saintess!

She seemed unaffected by the attack, but her state was… strange.

The blue-haired girl silently examined her soul cores. The Water Element’s core was shattered, only a faint thread of their contract remaining.

And the black-crowned Water Element, despite radiating an invincible aura, was now battered and weakened, its face pale, blood trickling from its orifices.

It had deliberately shattered its own life core, severing its connection to its Spirit Master.

Although she didn’t understand how the Water Element could still move, this was clearly beyond the realm of Saint-rank abilities.

The Ice Soul Cold Star and the Frost Snow Woman, having no intention of fighting it, stood aside, their expressions sullen.

“You’re leaving? Will you return?”

Recalling some strange encounters, Gong Lianyue looked up and asked.

Staring at the shimmering teardrops on the blue-haired girl’s face, the black-crowned Water Element didn’t reply, but slowly turned to leave.

“Stop! Leave the master behind!!”

Seeing it about to leave, the Six-Faced God, its body severed, lying in a pool of silver liquid, roared.

It recognized this spirit beast’s level, hence its desperate cry.

This was the unique humanoid form of a legendary-rank spirit beast!!!

This Water Element was also a legendary being! And it was taking the Wind Realm Overlord with it!

Hearing the Six-Faced God’s futile rage, the black-crowned Water Element glanced back, the black teardrop on its forehead shimmering coldly.

Bang!

The Six-Faced God instantly vaporized, not even a fragment of its core remaining.

The scene within the mountain range was one of utter carnage, all the spirit beasts dead, victims of the Water Element’s devastating attack.

Before leaving, the beautiful woman with the black crown looked back at the blue-haired girl, as if etching this memory into her very being.

The next second, she vanished, her body transforming into a black meteor, a deafening sonic boom echoing as she soared into the sky.

Her terrifying aura shook the entire Wind Realm, reaching even the distant Wind Valley and the vast Cangsheng Palace.

A new legendary spirit beast had been born…

Chapter 143: The Beautiful Ice Soul Cold Star

Swish—

“Hm!?”

Watching a black meteor streak across the sky, everyone was speechless. The Sleepless Sparrow had fled again…?

Its speed was like a hurricane, disappearing from sight in an instant.

To be fair, the Sleepless Sparrow’s decision was understandable. After all, nothing was more important than survival.

A single flower had unleashed such terrifying power. Facing tens of thousands… there was no chance of survival.

Running away was shameful, but effective!

Seeing the most dangerous threat neutralized, Gong Lianyue breathed a sigh of relief and recalled the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage.

Maintaining that transformation consumed an enormous amount of spirit energy, twice as much as the Weaver of the Sun. If she didn’t have a Dual Soul Body, she wouldn’t be able to sustain it.

It seemed that even the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage, if it truly manifested here, would become a disaster…

Gong Lianyue quickly swallowed four or five Life Fruits to replenish her depleted energy.

It wasn’t that she didn’t have more, but she couldn’t stomach any more at the moment.

The Sleepless Sparrow had fled in terror, and the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage, instead of choosing a new target, had been recalled.

With the most terrifying threat gone, the Windchaser Emperor and the Nether Bell Maiden relaxed slightly, relieved. A one-for-one trade at worst. Not a bad deal.

They wondered how much longer the Sorrowful Saintess could maintain her other three Saint-rank spirit beasts. She must be nearing her limit.

Against a human Spirit Master, there was no need to fight her spirit beasts to the death.

[Battle Technique – Soul Embroidery]

Swish, swish, swish!!

Chilling threads of energy lashed out, tearing through the mountains, sending dust and debris flying, drawing the Nether Bell Maiden’s attention back to the Frost Snow Woman.

Both support-type spirit beasts, the Nether Bell Maiden’s spirit artifact was a black banner. As she danced gracefully, illusory claws emerged from the void.

The black claws clashed with the icy threads, their techniques and auras evenly matched, neither gaining an advantage.

The Frost Snow Woman didn’t use her sealing technique, and the Nether Bell Maiden also refrained from using her more powerful moves. They exchanged blows rhythmically, a strangely civil fight.

Their spirit energy consumption was minimal. With some tea and snacks, they could probably keep this up for hours.

Meanwhile, the most bizarre behavior belonged to the Ice Soul Cold Star.

Its two icy eyes, constantly rotating, watched the battle between the Frost Snow Woman and the Nether Bell Maiden, completely ignoring the Windchaser Emperor in the sky.

This wasn’t simple admiration. After all, the Ice Soul Cold Star was an elemental type. Its aesthetic preferences should align with the Windchaser Emperor, also an elemental type.

Therefore, its disregard for the Windchaser Emperor could only mean two things:

One, it was ugly.

Two, it was weak.

The Windchaser Emperor, its wind-formed body, clearly sensed this and bristled with indignation.

Many ignorant people held prejudices against elemental spirit beasts, thinking, “How can a lump of swirling metal be considered beautiful or ugly?”

But it was true. Among elemental types, beauty could be as dazzling as a diamond, while ugliness could be as repulsive as… a steaming pile of… well, you get the picture.

For beasts, strength was beauty.

For birds, magnificence was truth.

For elemental spirit beasts, the more graceful the form, the more radiant the crystalline surface, the greater the beauty.

The Ice Soul Cold Star, with its deep purple, star-like brilliance and its long, slender legs, could even arouse desire in humans with… peculiar tastes, let alone other elemental spirit beasts.

The Windchaser Emperor, on the other hand, its wind-formed body chaotic and flawed, its crystalline form bulky and cumbersome…

A pockmarked, dark-skinned tank!

That was undoubtedly what the Ice Soul Cold Star thought of it.

Although unable to distinguish human standards of beauty, the slender and graceful figures of the Nether Bell Maiden and the Frost Snow Woman clearly appealed to its aesthetic sensibilities.

Perhaps it was because it had seen so many ugly creatures of its own kind that it found these… unusual species… attractive.

Boom!!!

A sudden gust of wind, and the Windchaser Emperor’s aura surged, its rage intensifying.

Not only to avenge the insult to its pride, but also to create an opportunity for the other guardians, increasing the Sorrowful Saintess’s spirit energy consumption.

If it could stall the Ice Soul Cold Star, it could exhaust the Sorrowful Saintess!

The wind howled, condensing into a massive, terrifying fist that slammed towards the ground.

“Storm Fist!!!”

Crack—

The next second, the Windchaser Emperor’s mind froze, its aura vanishing.

Unable to comprehend what was happening, its entire body was trapped within a transparent block of ice, segmented and layered, unable to move.

A massive, cube-shaped block of purple ice, like a giant Rubik’s Cube, materialized in the void, encasing the Windchaser Emperor.

This massive cube, composed of billions of tiny, dust-like pieces, held everything within frozen and immobile.

Trapped within, the Windchaser Emperor felt nothing, as if lost in a vast, purple sea of stars.

A few seconds later, the purple cube began to twist and turn randomly.

Crack—

A single twist, like turning a gear, caused the billions of other pieces to shift and grind.

The Windchaser Emperor’s protective aura shattered like paper, its body twisting and distorting into a grotesque spiral.

With each turn of the cube, its form became more and more abstract, its original shape unrecognizable.

After ten rotations, the Windchaser Emperor’s wind-formed body was scattered across thousands of different locations.

However, strangely, its consciousness remained.

“This is… Ice Emperor City!!!!!”

A human Spirit Master might not recognize it, but as a fellow elemental being, it couldn’t mistake this battle technique.

This was the Ice Soul Cold Star’s technique, Ice Emperor City!!!

Even if its body was shattered into billions of particles, its organs turned to dust, as long as it remained within Ice Emperor City, its consciousness wouldn’t dissipate.

No pain, no senses, only endless mental torment.

The moment Ice Emperor City dissipated, the Windchaser Emperor would face death, a terrifying and inevitable end.

In other words, it was already dead…

The Ice Soul Cold Star, maintaining its flawless, seductive pose, sat cross-legged in the air, its wrist-mounted eyes watching the battle between the Frost Snow Woman and the Nether Bell Maiden.

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Chapter 144: The Tyrant Demon Seed’s Muscles

Boom!!!!

The earth groaned, the sky tore.

Two silver figures clashed repeatedly, their movements a blur, locked in a deadly battle at speeds beyond human comprehension.

Neither the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage’s eruption, the Ice Soul Cold Star’s Ice Emperor City, the Sleepless Sparrow’s cowardly retreat, nor the Windchaser Emperor’s impending doom could distract them.

The Six-Faced God and the Tyrant Demon Seed, both combat-type Saint-rank spirit beasts, their bodies and minds tempered through countless trials, their strength honed to an unimaginable level.

A hundred years ago, they were invincible beings of the Sun and Moon Realm, the shockwaves from their clashes capable of destroying half the Wind Realm.

Now, at the Dead Sea Stage, their clashes could only destroy half the Yin Tomb, but even this was a terrifying display of power for human Spirit Masters.

Bang!

The muscular rabbit, its thousand abs rippling, unleashed a powerful kick, the impact echoing through the mountains.

Facing this swift and brutal attack, the Six-Faced God’s graceful, silver, liquid form twisted and spun, dodging the blow by a hair’s breadth.

Landing gracefully on the Tyrant Demon Seed’s thigh, the silver figure grinned, its face a mask of rage.

“Rabbit, I win!” the Six-Faced God roared.

A crimson aura erupted from its body, all the liquid metal flowing upwards.

The air crackled and distorted as the silver figure assumed a fighting stance, then punched the massive, muscular rabbit.

Boom!!!!

A crimson, fan-shaped shockwave struck the rabbit’s upper body, sending flesh and blood flying, its entire head exploding.

This gruesome scene shocked the watching Spirit Masters. They hadn’t expected a battle between combat types to be so brutal and swift.

The Saint-rank elimination round was over. Next should be the finals.

Six-Faced God versus Ice Soul Cold Star!!!

However, before the Six-Faced God could relax, the dead Tyrant Demon Seed suddenly twitched.

Crack!

A pair of long, slender, white legs emerged from the rabbit’s abdomen, its skin tearing.

As everyone watched in disbelief, a silver-haired woman, covered in a white, viscous fluid, emerged from the Tyrant Demon Seed’s remains, two soft, fluffy rabbit ears twitching adorably on her head.

Her voluptuous, snow-white body, barely covered by a few strands of fur, her figure perfect, flawless, her skin so white it seemed to glow.

Thick, silver hair cascaded down to the ground, as thick and coarse as a lion’s mane.

As the silver-haired rabbit woman emerged, the Tyrant Demon Seed’s remains dissolved, its essence absorbed into the massive, spherical tail behind the woman.

The silver tail swelled, growing to the size of a small hill, weighing the woman down, forcing her into a crouching position, like an ordinary rabbit.

This, undoubtedly, was the Tyrant Demon Seed’s true form!!!

“This is… her true form!?”

The Six-Faced God’s mask of rage faltered, shifting, then morphing into an expression of shock.

Because it had always been covered in moon-like armor, no one had ever seen the Tyrant Demon Seed’s true appearance.

Perhaps due to being suppressed to the Dead Sea Stage and its weakened spirit energy, it could no longer create that powerful armor, forcing it to… reveal its true self!

Bang!!!

The next second, without warning, the Six-Faced God’s body arched like a shrimp, a burst of air erupting from its abdomen, clearly struck by a powerful blow.

It hadn’t even seen the Tyrant Demon Seed move. The world spun, its vision blurring into a pixelated mess.

No one had seen the silver rabbit woman’s attack. She had grabbed the Six-Faced God’s leg, flipped it over, and was now holding it in the air like a rag doll.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang, bang, bang!!!

With a gleeful expression, the silver rabbit woman swung the Six-Faced God around, slamming it against the ground, creating deafening booms and massive craters.

The silver figure offered no resistance, simply enduring the beating, viscous silver fluid splattering everywhere.

Bang!

After repeating this dozens of times, the Six-Faced God, thrown hundreds of meters away, its consciousness fading, finally landed.

“The Tyrant Demon Seed… just what kind of monster is it?!”

“Its physique, powerful, heavy as a mountain, resilient, its flesh… delicious.” (The Six-Faced God’s thoughts)

Bang!

The silver rabbit woman, her speed like teleportation, appeared beside the Six-Faced God and stomped on its face with her bare foot, pinning it to the ground.

Its head crushed beneath the rabbit woman’s powerful leg, the Six-Faced God’s soul core shuddered, its consciousness almost fading.

“It’s as fast as lightning, strong enough to move mountains, its power terrifying, its body… soft and plump.” (The Six-Faced God’s thoughts)

“And this rabbit, not only is its potential limitless, its attacks relentless, its persistence unwavering, its breasts… jiggling…” (The Six-Faced God’s thoughts)

Bang!

Bang!

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!!

The Tyrant Demon Seed continued to stomp on the Six-Faced God’s face, as if determined to crush it completely.

The ground beneath its feet deepened, cracks spreading outwards, unable to withstand the force.

“And it’s a perfectionist…” (The Six-Faced God’s thoughts)

The Six-Faced God lay motionless, its consciousness fading, a strange feeling stirring within its heart.

Was this… love…?

If the Tyrant Demon Seed had insulted its hippo-like appearance with this beautiful form, instead of that grotesque, multi-limbed, multi-headed monster with a thousand abs, it would have fallen in love instantly, instead of fighting.

Even now, it felt no pain, only a burning desire.

“How should I confess?”

“Where should we get married?”

“What should we name our children?”

“Everything is perfect, except… are its legs a bit thick?”

The Six-Faced God, as its name suggested, was obsessed with appearances!!!

And normally, the Tyrant Demon Seed’s legs were slender and delicate. It was only when it charged its attacks that they swelled to the size of elephant legs.

At this moment, the Saint-rank battle had ended. The Six-Faced God was severely injured, the Windchaser Emperor trapped in Ice Emperor City, awaiting death, the Sleepless Sparrow long gone, and the Nether Bell Maiden exhausted.

The Sorrowful Saintess, single-handedly, had defeated the Wind Realm’s Four Guardians, turning the Overlord’s birthday celebration into utter chaos.

Chapter 141: Saint-Rank Melee

Humans have eyes, so they can see the world.

Beasts have ears, so they can hear sounds.

Life has a heartbeat, so it can live.

Weapons have wielders, so they can kill.

But without a wielder, can a weapon still kill…?

Legend told of a demonic blade, capable of instantly slaughtering all life in a realm without reason or discrimination.

Whether insects or mortals, Sun and Moon Realm Spirit Masters or apex Saint-rank spirit beasts, all were equal before its edge. A single strike, and they would be cleaved in two.

Massacring billions, yet its form remained unseen.

Finally, after countless, seemingly random massacres, people discovered the demonic blade’s weakness: it feared the light of the Divine Court. A special flame could ward off its indiscriminate attacks.

Dormant in sunlight, manifesting in shadows.

A legendary-rank, weapon-type spirit beast, the true name of the Hibernating Sun’s demonic blade—

[Shadowlurking Blade – Night’s Executioner].

Due to its immense danger, even the Wind Realm’s Four Guardians, its servants, dared not approach it, let alone touch it.

Only the chosen Sword Attendant, selected during the Overlord’s centennial birthday celebration, had the right to wield this demonic blade, gaining unimaginable power.

And now, this sacred, authoritative ceremony had been disrupted by a single woman.

Gong Lianyue, the Sorrowful Saintess of the Sea Concubine Palace!

She alone had summoned four Saint-rank spirit beasts, suppressing the Wind Realm’s Four Guardians, throwing everything into chaos.

The Blood Garden Phoenix Stage, the Frost Snow Woman, the Tyrant Demon Seed, and the Ice Soul Cold Star. Any enemy facing the Sorrowful Saintess would surely feel a deep, indescribable despair.

And what was going through the mind of that expressionless, blue-haired girl at this moment?

“?”

First, a question mark.

And then…

Let’s do this!

Facing such powerful enemies, she had no time to worry about how her spirit beasts had evolved, especially that strange Ice Spirit.

Gong Lianyue finally understood her miscalculation. She had always suspected something was wrong with the Water Element, but her investigations had yielded nothing.

Now it seemed the problem wasn’t the Water Element, but the Ice Spirit. Otherwise, why would it have hidden inside the Water Element’s body?

The Ice Soul Cold Star, its power unfathomable, and the Tyrant Demon Seed as backup… Her confidence soared. She would kill them all!

Gong Lianyue’s fighting spirit surged, a sentiment shared by one of her opponents.

As the Six-Faced God was sent flying by a powerful rabbit kick, and while the Nether Bell Maiden and the Sleepless Sparrow were still disoriented, the Windchaser Emperor’s fighting spirit ignited.

And the source of its courage wasn’t bravery, but strategy!

In a one-on-one situation, facing the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage, the Tyrant Demon Seed, or the Ice Soul Cold Star would be a guaranteed death sentence.

Only against the support-type Frost Snow Woman did it have a chance.

However, just as the Windchaser Emperor was about to challenge the Frost Snow Woman, the Nether Bell Maiden stopped it.

“Don’t be rash! Look closely!!”

“……?”

Hearing the warning, the Windchaser Emperor finally noticed.

The Ice Soul Cold Star’s body was radiating a terrifying aura. Its evolution wasn’t complete!

High above, a massive purple star, trailing sparks, was rapidly descending.

The spirit energy in the air crackled and distorted. Even a Saint-rank, grazed by that star, would be severely injured, if not killed.

As the massive star descended, the entire sky was painted a terrifying shade of purple.

The watching Spirit Masters screamed in terror. A meteor was falling!!!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

A few seconds later, the purple meteor crashed into the battlefield, absorbed by the Ice Soul Cold Star.

The earth-shattering impact created a massive cloud of dust that covered the entire mountain range.

As the dust settled, the transformation was revealed.

Two massive, crystalline arms emerged from the void behind the Ice Soul Cold Star, deep purple swirls covering their surfaces, forming strange cloud-like patterns.

Even more terrifying, two icy, core-like eyeballs grew on the wrists of the arms, rotating restlessly.

Arms, body, and star, a trinity. This was the Ice Soul Cold Star’s true form!!!

The purple elemental figure’s aura transformed completely, a terrifying pressure radiating outwards, a chilling purple mist spreading, as if slowing down time itself.

“…”

“Ah, this…!?

The Windchaser Emperor froze. How were they supposed to fight this?

It was ranked seventieth or eightieth among wind-type Saint-ranks, practically at the bottom. It couldn’t possibly defeat this top-tier water-type monster.

It would leave this to the Six-Faced God or the Sleepless Sparrow. It would just… go and harass the Frost Snow Woman.

However, after scanning the battlefield, the Windchaser Emperor realized something.

While it had been distracted by the Ice Soul Cold Star’s transformation, the Nether Bell Maiden and the humanoid Frost Snow Woman had already begun their duel.

Both possessed a ghostly lineage, both were support types, both wore shroud-like robes, and their physiques were similar. It was a natural matchup.

And the Sleepless Sparrow, seemingly trying to redeem itself after fleeing earlier, was facing the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage, their auras clashing.

It wasn’t attacking, simply posturing, ready to flee—no, to fight to the death!

Meanwhile, although the Six-Faced God hadn’t moved yet, its powerful, violent aura had already locked onto the white, muscular rabbit, radiating a furious, almost crazed, battle lust.

These two ancient rivals, from the Sun and Moon Realm, would settle their score here. There was no room for interference.

Finally, the Windchaser Emperor looked down at the graceful, purple elemental figure, the Ice Soul Cold Star, its icy eyes, one tilted up, one down, a mocking smile on its face.

Both elemental types… if they didn’t fight, who would?

Realizing this, the Windchaser Emperor forced a smile, more pathetic than tears, accepting its fate.

Frost Snow Woman versus Nether Bell Maiden.

Blood Garden Phoenix Stage versus Sleepless Sparrow.

Ice Soul Cold Star versus Windchaser Emperor.

Tyrant Demon Seed versus Six-Faced God.

The Saint-rank melee was about to begin. And Gong Lianyue, the Sorrowful Saintess, the blue-haired girl with six teardrop beauty marks, the instigator of this chaos…

She simply stood there, her expression calm and indifferent…

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Chapter 142: Nuclear Explosion

–Wind Realm Overlord’s birthday feast, the Yin Tomb.

Here, an earth-shattering battle between Saint-ranks was about to begin.

And the instigator of this chaos, Gong Lianyue, the Sorrowful Saintess, the blue-haired girl with six teardrop beauty marks on her face…

She simply stood there, her expression calm and indifferent…

Although Gong Lianyue wasn’t entirely sure what was happening, she knew she was about to unleash carnage!!

At the center of the battlefield, one on land, one in the air, the two opposing figures almost filled the entire valley.

The most eye-catching battle: the Sleepless Sparrow versus the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage!

The Sleepless Sparrow’s massive wings beat tirelessly, its entire body drenched in a cold sweat that rained down from the sky.

“Should I attack…?”

“No, I can’t.”

“Its aura is flawless. A direct attack would be suicide!!”

The Sleepless Sparrow circled in the sky, observing, hesitant to commit to a full-on assault.

The bloody aura emanating from the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage was simply too terrifying, a chilling presence that made its scalp tingle.

The only apparent weakness was the small, crimson fox at the tip of the massive tail, but the fox’s aura was dozens of times stronger than the surrounding flowers, a seemingly insurmountable contradiction!

“But a tentative probe shouldn’t be a problem… right…?”

The Sleepless Sparrow muttered uncertainly, then slowly stopped flapping its wings.

It hovered in the sky, a strange black mist, like a feathered cloak, swirling around it, a flickering afterimage.

A oppressive aura, like a storm cloud, descended, the surrounding spirit energy churning chaotically.

Oh no…

Gong Lianyue, her ice-blue eyes spinning 360 degrees, taking in the entire scene, instantly noticed the Sleepless Sparrow’s change in demeanor.

It was finally going to attack. This was bad news for the little fox!

No, she couldn’t let it unleash that attack!

After all, the Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower’s transformation was just a fragile illusion. If she couldn’t scare it off in one go, they would be in danger.

Her mind raced, her thoughts moving at an inhuman speed.

Ding!

A flash of inspiration. A solution that would take an ordinary person several seconds to devise, she found in an instant.

At the same time, receiving the synchronized mental command from its master, the little fox, lying amidst the sea of blood and flowers, tilted its head in confusion.

Although its limited intelligence couldn’t comprehend the plan, it simply had to obey!

Boom!!!!

The next second, the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage erupted with a terrifying aura, radiating outwards for several kilometers, shaking the Sleepless Sparrow in the sky, its carefully gathered spirit energy almost dispersing.

It looked down in alarm. The waves in the bloody sea of flowers surged, converging towards a single Blood Fox Phoenix Flower, which absorbed all the energy.

This flower, now brimming with power, began to grow, develop, mutate, and bloom.

The bud opened, its petals unfurling.

Its center, facing the sky, began to condense a terrifying amount of spirit energy.

“Here it comes!!”

The Sleepless Sparrow tensed, its focus absolute, its concentration reaching its peak.

The extinct Blood Garden Phoenix Stage, reappearing in the world… just what kind of terrifying power would it unleash?!

Not just the Sleepless Sparrow, but every living being present, whether spectator or combatant, was captivated by this terrifying surge of spirit energy.

The small flower swayed as if… giving birth, a crimson glow condensing at its center.

The air vibrated, blood-red sparks converging into lines, countless crimson particles propelling a fireball outwards, its terrifying energy compressed to the limit.

“Ptoo!”

With a pained shriek from the little flower, the fireball transformed into a thin, red beam of light that shot towards the sky.

Like a laser beam, the energy blast tore through the clouds, reaching the Sleepless Sparrow.

For an ordinary Spirit Master, it would have been too fast to react to, but for a Saint-rank spirit beast, it was… slow, almost comical.

So the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage wasn’t as powerful as she had imagined~~~

The Sleepless Sparrow casually flicked its wing, effortlessly dodging the beam, even striking a flamboyant pose.

However, after passing the Sleepless Sparrow, the beam didn’t dissipate, but continued upwards, reaching the highest point of the Wind Realm’s atmosphere.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

A blinding flash, a deafening explosion.

The scorching heat ripped through the clouds, the earth-shaking impact creating a massive mushroom cloud.

The air above vaporized, the intense heat boiling the moisture, a destructive wave of energy rippling outwards.

A violent shockwave spread for dozens of kilometers, every creature in its path cowering in fear.

This was the Blood Garden Phoenix Flower’s ultimate technique, the Phoenix Blossom Nuke!!!

Ahem, just kidding~~~

Looking at the Sleepless Sparrow’s stunned, pale face, Gong Lianyue almost chuckled.

That nuclear explosion had been a fake, an illusion created by the little fox using its spirit energy. If it had actually hit, the deception would have been instantly exposed.

Even if you’ve never eaten pork, you’ve seen a pig run. Although she had never experienced a nuclear explosion, as a transmigrator, imagining one wasn’t difficult… right?

As expected, the Sleepless Sparrow was terrified.

It stared blankly at the roiling, scorching air, then down at the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage.

Not just the Sleepless Sparrow, but many Spirit Masters were already fleeing.

If the Sleepless Sparrow were actually hit, they would all be reduced to ashes.

The Sleepless Sparrow gulped nervously, its mind reeling, trying to reassure itself.

“It can’t possibly use that attack again… right?”

However, the moment it spoke, the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage stirred once more.

The blood-red waves churned, a terrifying vortex of spirit energy converging, thousands of flower buds blooming.

Half a minute later, tens of thousands of Phoenix Flowers bloomed in unison, their stamens all pointed at the Sleepless Sparrow in the sky.

“Wait… wait a minute… isn’t this a bit much…?”

Chapter 139: The Four Guardians Emerge, The Sorrowful Saintess’s Desperate Situation

Swish!

In the center of the Yin Tomb battlefield, before anyone could react, a dark purple meteor, trailing a sonic boom, streaked across the sky and vanished.

The Windchaser Emperor and the Nether Bell Maiden stared blankly. Had the Sleepless Sparrow just abandoned them?

Below, the Blood Garden bloomed, tens of thousands of Blood Fox Phoenix Flowers swaying, a chilling sight.

The Blood Garden Phoenix Stage, a creature that had appeared only once in history, its aura of despair so profound it had scared the Sleepless Sparrow into fleeing without a fight.

In reality, with the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage and the Frost Snow Woman, a 2v3, they still had a chance if the Sleepless Sparrow stayed.

But now, with the Sleepless Sparrow fleeing, it was like a death flag in a horror movie. They would be picked off one by one.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

With a bang, the throne at the northern end of the Yin Tomb exploded, a cloud of dust and debris erupting.

Screams of surprise echoed as the massive form of the Sleepless Sparrow, its wings flapping, streaked across the sky, about to escape the Yin Tomb, when a chilling killing intent enveloped it.

From the ruins of the throne, a massive, silver-gray, liquid giant rose, its powerful arm extending for a kilometer, grabbing the Sleepless Sparrow’s wing.

The silver giant’s face was contorted in rage as it swung the massive bird around and threw it back towards the battlefield.

Boom!!!

The Sleepless Sparrow’s massive body crashed to the ground, the impact shaking the mountains, a deafening roar echoing.

A few seconds later, the Sleepless Sparrow, shaking its feathers, emerged, its head lowered submissively, afraid to move.

Ignoring the battered Sleepless Sparrow, almost everyone’s attention was now focused on the silver giant.

Its bald head reached the clouds, its mountainous muscles rippling, its liquid body seemingly melting and reforming.

Most terrifying was its face, a grotesque, demonic mask of rage.

Another terrifying Saint-rank spirit beast had appeared!

The last of the Wind Realm’s Four Guardians, finally awakening from its century-long slumber!

[Saint-rank Biological Combat Type – Six-Faced God]

“Strange, why is the Six-Faced God so large?”

“I heard it was about the size of a human a hundred years ago…”

Hearing the few scattered comments from the higher levels of the mountain, Gong Lianyue gulped nervously.

Combat type was a sub-category within the biological type evolution path, its overall combat power on par with offensive types, though their size was generally smaller.

Their bodies were built for close combat, possessing unique fighting techniques.

Similarly, the unusual type was exclusive to the elemental type evolution path. Both were rare classifications. The Tyrant Demon Seed she had encountered earlier was a combat type.

But the Six-Faced God, a combat type, why was it so massive?

As everyone wondered, the silver, liquid giant suddenly began to dissolve.

The massive form shrunk, the flowing liquid condensing, until only a small figure remained.

A woman, her height similar to a human’s, her alluring figure encased in a tight-fitting layer of liquid, her long silver hair whipping wildly around her.

It was impossible to tell if she was beautiful or not. Her face was a mask of rage, a grotesque and terrifying sight.

As her muscles tensed, the flowing liquid solidified, transforming into a hard, shimmering armor.

Tons of viscous liquid compressed, its density incredible, enough to crush mountains and rivers.

This was the Six-Faced God’s true form!

“I will accept my punishment when Master awakens!” the silver woman growled, her voice raspy.

“I know, I know~~”

The Sleepless Sparrow, gently stroking its damaged wings, muttered resentfully.

It had been terrified of the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage, but the Six-Faced God’s arrival had calmed it.

No matter how strange or mysterious that creature was, it couldn’t possibly defeat the invincible Six-Faced God!

The tide had turned!

The blue-haired girl, shielded by the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage, anxiously watched the four Saint-rank spirit beasts in the sky.

The Wind Realm’s Four Guardians had all assembled: the Windchaser Emperor, the Sleepless Sparrow, the Nether Bell Maiden, and the Six-Faced God!

And she only had the Frost Snow Woman and the Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower. Even if she used the Dual Soul Pill to summon another, she had no Saint-rank combat power to match them.

And the little fox was just a fragile illusion. If they attacked, they were doomed…

Even racking her brains, Gong Lianyue couldn’t think of a way out. What should she do?!

The Sorrowful Saintess, trapped in a desperate situation!

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The four Saint-rank auras clashed in the sky, the atmosphere in the Yin Tomb growing heavy and oppressive, many of the weaker Spirit Masters losing consciousness.

So many Saint-ranks present… even Saint-rank Spirit Masters felt the strain, let alone those who had come to simply watch the show.

The few hundred Spirit Masters still conscious had complex expressions, their thoughts racing.

Even the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage, as mysterious as it was, couldn’t possibly defeat two or three powerful Saint-ranks at once, especially since it was controlled by a human Spirit Master, unable to unleash its full power.

Not to mention the Six-Faced God’s terrifying strength. Although newly awakened and only at the Dead Sea Stage, it had once been an invincible being of the Sun and Moon Realm. Its skill and experience alone could crush most Saint-rank spirit beasts.

The Sorrowful Saintess of the Sea Concubine Palace… She alone had drawn out all four of the Wind Realm’s Saint-rank Guardians, requiring their combined strength to suppress her.

Such power… even the Wind Realm’s strongest, the Phoenix Immortal Saintess, might not be a match for her…

But this was likely her limit…

The Sorrowful Saintess’s reign of terror would end here. She couldn’t defeat the Four Guardians alone.

Plop!

Just then, a purple, crystalline, ice elemental figure materialized.

A low-rank Ice Spirit. It looked around in confusion, as if it had wandered onto the wrong set.

A low-rank spirit beast appearing amidst a Saint-rank standoff… a bizarre and comical sight.

Even Gong Lianyue was confused. She hadn’t summoned it. Why had the Ice Spirit appeared on its own?

“Even a low-rank? Is she performing magic tricks now?”

“Wait, three… three spirit beasts?”

“The Sorrowful Saintess has summoned three spirit beasts!!!”

Although it was just a low-rank, weak, and pitiful Ice Spirit, its appearance still caused a wave of shocked whispers.

The Nether Bell Maiden had mentioned that the Sorrowful Saintess had likely consumed a Dual Soul Pill.

But what about this third one?

The appearance of a third spirit beast was inexplicable!!!

The Ice Spirit’s sudden arrival stunned everyone.

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Chapter 140: Gong Lianyue’s Four Saint-Ranks, Ultimate Trump Card Revealed!!!

Just as the six Saint-rank spirit beasts faced off, an Ice Spirit inexplicably appeared, like Cinderella crashing a royal ball, looking out of place and awkward.

The Ice Spirit’s appearance itself was insignificant. What was bizarre was that it was the Sorrowful Saintess’s third summoned spirit beast!

Initially, no one thought of the Dual Soul Body, suspecting instead that the Sorrowful Saintess had been concealing her Samsara Stage cultivation.

Upon reaching the Samsara Stage, a Spirit Master’s soul core evolved, allowing them to summon two spirit beasts simultaneously.

However, under the scrutiny of countless spirit energy probes, the truth was undeniable. Gong Lianyue was undoubtedly at the Dead Sea Stage. She could deceive her peers with small tricks, but she couldn’t fool the Nether Traverse Stage experts among the higher-ups.

A Dead Sea Stage Spirit Master, summoning a third spirit beast after consuming a Dual Soul Pill…

A Dual Soul Body!!!

This Sorrowful Saintess… she had a Dual Soul Body! No wonder no one had ever survived to report her spirit beasts’ true forms!

The seemingly weak Water Element and Ice Spirit would taunt and provoke the enemy, and the moment they retaliated, they would be instantly suppressed by a Saint-rank aura, leading to an easy counterattack.

That was how the Sorrowful Saintess’s low-rank spirit beasts had achieved such an impressive record.

No!

Just as everyone realized this, the Six-Faced God noticed something else.

The Dual Soul Body was still uncertain. More importantly… there was something wrong with this Ice Spirit!

The Six-Faced God stared at the Ice Spirit with its fierce, angry eyes for a long time, but the Ice Spirit didn’t even flinch.

This creature… was a hidden Saint-rank…!!!

Having once reached the Sun and Moon Realm, the Six-Faced God instantly recognized the truth.

A jolt of shock went through her. She looked at the blue-haired girl below with a newfound wariness.

Without any warning, the Sorrowful Saintess had subdued three Saint-ranks. If it hadn’t been for her own intervention, they would have all been defeated.

Three Saint-rank spirit beasts…

“Step aside. I’ll handle this.”

The Six-Faced God roared, a fanatical glint in its eyes.

Even with three Saint-rank spirit beasts, even with a Dual Soul Body, the Sorrowful Saintess would still lose.

Not because of anything else, but because it had once been a Sun and Moon Realm spirit beast. Its skill and experience far surpassed any Dead Sea Stage Saint-rank!

Hearing the Six-Faced God’s command, the other three Saint-ranks stepped back, seemingly confident in its power.

Combat-type spirit beasts were known for their love of battle. They preferred to fight alone, unafraid of any challenge.

Boom!!!!

The Six-Faced God’s spirit energy erupted, its body propelled forward by a powerful burst of energy, like a rocket launching, its bones and muscles contracting.

A silver aura enveloped its body, its hair streaming upwards.

Its powerful muscles tensed, hardening, shimmering like diamonds.

Swish!

The next second, the Six-Faced God vanished.

Time seemed to freeze, everyone’s thoughts suspended.

The silver figure, a blur of motion, effortlessly bypassed the unresponsive Frost Snow Woman and the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage, appearing before the purple, crystalline Ice Spirit.

A delayed sonic boom echoed, a terrifying hurricane sweeping through, almost lifting the entire mountain range.

The Frost Snow Woman’s hair and robe billowed, obscuring her vision, and the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage trembled, its illusory form flickering.

The difference in power was too vast…

At the center of the blast, the Six-Faced God, its face still a mask of rage, extended a finger towards the Ice Spirit and flicked it lightly.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

A deafening explosion, like a nuclear blast, echoed through the mountains.

If it had been a true low-rank spirit beast, it would have been obliterated.

The Six-Faced God had targeted the Ice Spirit, intending to force it to reveal its true form with a single blow.

However, something unexpected happened…

Despite the terrifying sonic boom, there was no shockwave, no dust, no debris.

A shimmering, transparent purple wall had appeared before the Ice Spirit, blocking the attack.

No, not a wall, but a star formed from swirling purple clouds.

And now, the Six-Faced God’s entire body was enveloped by this purple star. That was why there had been no shockwave!

The beautiful, mysterious purple star rotated gently around the Ice Spirit, like a protective bubble.

[Battle Technique – Death Tribulation]

The Six-Faced God’s attack… blocked by a low-rank Ice Spirit…?

So close, yet untouchable.

Before anyone could react, another bizarre aura descended.

A small, white rabbit with floppy ears jumped from Gong Lianyue’s collar. Before it even landed, it began to transform, like a magical girl.

In a flash of holy light and dazzling special effects, a massive, muscular, humanoid rabbit with a thousand abs materialized, its mouth spewing a bloody mist.

A wave of chilling terror washed over everyone present.

The Tyrant Demon Seed, a Saint-rank spirit beast! What was it doing here?!

It was here…

For revenge!

The muscular rabbit pretended to look around in confusion, then, without warning, kicked the purple star.

If it weren’t for the Six-Faced God’s interference, it wouldn’t have been forced to fight her to the point of shattering mountains and rivers, earning the Wind Realm Overlord’s wrath and being sentenced to guard the Wind Valley.

Such a petty sneak attack wouldn’t faze the Six-Faced God. With a furious expression, it punched the inside of the purple star.

Bang!

The Six-Faced God’s full-powered punch struck the inner wall of the purple star, the water ripples swirling, but the barrier remained unmoved, impenetrable.

Meanwhile, the Tyrant Demon Seed’s leg, phasing through Death Tribulation as if it were water, kicked the Six-Faced God in the gut.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

An explosion, the earth shattering.

The silver figure was sent flying backwards, crashing into the mountains several kilometers away, creating a massive crater.

The nearby Shadowcandle Temple delegation was almost caught in the blast, scrambling for safety.

As the dust settled, everyone stared in disbelief at the Sorrowful Saintess.

The Ice Spirit had transformed, its body smaller, more graceful, more alluring.

The solid ice crystals had become flowing nebulae, its surface shimmering with beautiful, mysterious star patterns, a breathtakingly beautiful elemental form.

Ah, this… this was—the Ice Soul Cold Star, the strongest shield among Saint-rank elemental spirit beasts, the uncrowned empress of ice!!!

At this moment, a dazzling lineup of SSR Saint-rank spirit beasts stood beside Gong Lianyue:

The Blood Garden Phoenix Stage, the Frost Snow Woman, the Tyrant Demon Seed, and the Ice Soul Cold Star.

Who would have thought the Sorrowful Saintess possessed four Saint-rank spirit beasts?!

Eight Saint-ranks facing off, a scene most Spirit Masters would never witness in their lifetime. This sight… shook the Wind Realm to its core.

The tables had turned again. It was now a 4v4. No…

A 1v4!!!

Single-handedly suppressing the Wind Realm’s Four Guardians… what was going through the mind of that expressionless, blue-haired girl?

Chapter 137: The Sorrowful Saintess’s Second Saint-Rank Spirit Beast

In just a few moments, the gloomy, hazy mountains were covered in a blanket of snow and frost.

A Snow Woman in a pale shroud floated in the air, her slender form, her beautiful yet frail appearance, radiating an endless chill.

The Frost Snow Woman, a Saint-rank spirit beast!

Her icy aura spread outwards, causing the Windchaser Emperor’s face to darken.

Humiliated by a high-rank spirit beast in public, it wanted to retaliate, yet it hesitated, intimidated by the Frost Snow Woman’s terrifying aura. It was caught between a rock and a hard place.

The Nether Bell Maiden, presiding over the duels, was also unsure of how to proceed.

Technically, challenging one of the Wind Realm’s Four Guardians wasn’t against the rules.

It was just that no one had ever done it before…

It was the Windchaser Emperor who had broken the rules by interfering and rescuing the Gloomy Saintess. It would likely be punished later.

Amidst this tense atmosphere, the Windchaser Emperor suddenly heard a strange sound, seemingly coming from the blue-haired girl.

The garbled voice was difficult to understand, but after repeated calls, it finally understood.

“Idiot.”

“Stupid.”

“Moron.”

A small, white rabbit with floppy ears, hidden inside Gong Lianyue’s collar, was punching the air and hurling insults at the wind giant.

Due to the unique nature of spirit energy sound transmission, only the Windchaser Emperor could hear it.

The wind giant’s eyes glowed blood red, the swirling wind around it growing hotter, its rage building.

But to everyone else, it simply seemed like the Windchaser Emperor was angry at being humiliated by the Iron Jade Ice Scorpion. How petty!

The silver armor around the Windchaser Emperor swelled, the swirling wind growing hotter, as if charging up for an ultimate attack.

[Battle Technique – Frozen Domain]

Swish!

Something unexpected happened. The Frost Snow Woman simply glared, and the ferocious wind giant deflated, its aura and charged attack dissipating.

The Gloomy Saintess had almost been killed by this sudden interruption. Anyone caught off guard like this would be in grave danger.

Seizing the opportunity, the Frost Snow Woman’s hands began to move.

The threads wrapped around her slender fingers spun and intertwined, merging into a single, thick strand.

Then, the bundled thread contracted and tightened, like a spring, coiling around her fingertip.

Fully charged, the Frost Snow Woman pointed at the wind giant in the sky, a terrifying aura radiating from her, icy blue blood dripping from her finger.

[Soul Embroidery: Sea and Sky as One]

Boom!!!

The next second, a burst of air pressure tore through the sky for several kilometers, the blinding white arc almost blinding everyone.

There was no time to react. The Windchaser Emperor hadn’t even realized what was happening.

However, at the moment of release, the Frost Snow Woman’s body trembled slightly, causing the thread to deviate.

The resulting shockwave, like a laser beam, grazed the Windchaser Emperor’s soul core, narrowly missing a direct hit.

With a bang, a part of its core shattered, and the Windchaser Emperor’s armor exploded, dissipating like dust.

As the wind subsided, a small, graceful, female, wind elemental figure was revealed, its body covered in black blood, its expression filled with shock.

So this was the Windchaser Emperor’s true form!

It had almost been instantly killed by the Frost Snow Woman…?

First, sealing its battle technique with Frozen Domain, then a direct attack on its core. An unavoidable first-strike kill!

It was a shame the attack had missed slightly. Otherwise, the Windchaser Emperor would be dead.

As everyone stared in shock, the Frost Snow Woman moved again.

She swung her threads wildly, like whips, cracking through the air, swirling around her.

Whoosh~~~ Whoosh~~~ Whoosh~~~

—Bang!

The heavy threads, after swirling in the air, suddenly extended for hundreds of meters, smashing into the throne at the southern end of the Yin Tomb.

The massive, black throne shattered, and an enraged roar erupted.

“Frost Snow Woman, don’t push it! Enough is enough! Let’s talk this out! There’s no need for violence!”

As the roar echoed, a dark shadow enveloped the sky.

A massive bird, its wings spanning a kilometer, blotting out the sky, rose from the shattered throne.

Its body shimmered with a beautiful purple light, its plumage vibrant and colorful, a magnificent and powerful creature.

The Sleepless Sparrow, one of the Four Guardians!

The Frost Snow Woman’s attack had indeed missed due to its aura. It had intended to apologize and smooth things over.

But it hadn’t expected the supposedly gentle Frost Snow Woman to be so impulsive and violent, shattering its throne with a single lash of its threads.

But if it hadn’t intervened, the Windchaser Emperor would be dead!

Although the Four Guardians weren’t close, they couldn’t just stand by and watch one of their own die during the Overlord’s birthday celebration. That would be disastrous!

Both the attacker and they, the guardians, could incur the legendary being’s wrath.

This Frost Snow Woman seemed to be influenced by her Spirit Master’s emotions. It had to calm them down.

The Sleepless Sparrow hovered in the sky, observing the blue-haired girl’s furious expression.

However, hearing the giant bird’s cry and seeing its menacing gaze, Gong Lianyue’s heart tightened.

Although she couldn’t understand the common spirit beast language in her current state, she could sense its powerful, hostile aura. It was clearly a challenge.

They had multiple Saint-ranks, while she only had the Frost Snow Woman. It seemed she had to go all out…

Bang!

The next second, the lid of the ice coffin beside the Frost Snow Woman was blown off, a terrifying aura emanating from within.

Like a concentrated mass of resentment and malice, viscous blood flowed out, forming a gruesome river.

Enhanced by the Ice Coffin, the Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower’s aura had become even more terrifying.

Sensing this despairing aura, the Sleepless Sparrow’s massive wings stiffened, and the Nether Bell Maiden’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Was this… another Saint-rank?!

The Sorrowful Saintess possessed two Saint-rank spirit beasts!!!

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Chapter 138: The Little Fox’s Super Evolution!!!

Bang!

As if sensing the Sleepless Sparrow’s powerful spirit energy, the lid of the Ice Coffin beside the Frost Snow Woman was blown off, as if kicked away.

A torrent of viscous blood, like a concentrated mass of resentment and malice, flowed out, forming a gruesome river.

The chilling aura, piercing to the bone, made many Spirit Masters recoil in terror, trying to distance themselves from the battlefield.

Even Gong Lianyue felt a tingling in her scalp as she watched the Ice Coffin, a sense of foreboding washing over her.

Just what kind of creature had the little fox become? Such a terrifying aura, unlike anything she had ever sensed before!

Panic filled the arena, except for one person.

The green-haired maid, lying on the ground, her eyes filled with hearts, Luo Kuxin, was writhing ecstatically, drool dripping from her mouth, forming a small puddle, soaking her clothes.

And at this crucial moment, no one noticed her strange behavior…

Even Luo Kuxin herself, if not for the numerous onlookers, would have jumped into the river of blood to alleviate her… symptoms.

Although the Wrathful Saintess’s clones shared her consciousness, they couldn’t control the physical and physiological reactions of the Misty Heart Lotus’s body.

Finally, as the Sleepless Sparrow’s eyes widened in horror, a massive, blood-red fox tail emerged from the coffin.

Swish~

The thick, soft tail swirled, coiling around the area for several kilometers, a river of blood flowing within its grasp, a gruesome and unsettling sight.

Then, the sea of blood solidified, and thousands of pink flowers bloomed, swaying gently in the wind.

A vibrant garden of blossoms, a riot of color.

It looked more like a flower garden than a spirit beast.

However, what truly terrified the Sleepless Sparrow wasn’t the flowers themselves, but the unfathomable despair lurking beneath the sea of blood.

The dense spirit energy within the sea of blood seemed endless, fueling the flowers’ growth, their size increasing rapidly, reaching the proportions of giant, otherworldly plants.

Each flower was four to five meters tall, and as they grew, the blood-soaked garden, encircled by the fox tail, expanded, almost engulfing the entire valley, its size exceeding even the Sleepless Sparrow in the sky.

And then, pulled upwards by the countless flowers, the true form hidden within the sea of blood was finally revealed.

Connected to the tip of the massive fox tail, a tiny crimson fox, no larger than a human hand, slept peacefully within the sea of blood, a stark and shocking contrast.

A tail that could shake the heavens, a body as small as a speck of dust.

“Impossible!”

Gong Lianyue’s teardrop eyes narrowed as she stared at the massive sea of blood and flowers in disbelief.

Such a bizarre creature didn’t exist in either the Sea Region or the Wind Realm, rarely even mentioned in legends.

But it was recorded in the complete Spirit Beast Compendium.

A dual-type, hybrid spirit beast, its plant-type genes dominant, with only a trace of fox bloodline, appearing only once in history, now extinct.

[Saint-rank – Blood Garden Phoenix Stage!!!]

The Blood Garden Phoenix Stage, like the Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower, was unique, appearing only once in tens of thousands of years.

The little fox could even transform into an extinct species?!

And it had perfectly replicated this creature, despite it only having a trace of fox genes!

Even more shocking, this was a predominantly plant-type spirit beast, and the little fox’s bloodline was also mostly plant-based.

This was the first time she had seen the little fox transform into a plant, although it did have some fox blood.

Transforming into a form closer to its dominant bloodline… could it be that its power would be drastically different from its fox transformations…?!

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“It’s the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage! We should retreat! No one can defeat this thing!” The Windchaser Emperor quickly backed away.

“Why can the Sorrowful Saintess summon two spirit beasts?!” The Sleepless Sparrow’s voice trembled, its magnificent wings shaking.

“I saw her swallow a pill earlier. It must have been a Dual Soul Pill,” the Nether Bell Maiden said, her face even paler under the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage’s terrifying aura.

“A Dual Soul Pill? Where did she get that…? The Soul Prison Trial!!!”

The Sleepless Sparrow answered its own question, then its eyes widened in shock.

The Sorrowful Saintess… how terrifying.

No wonder she had been able to subdue the Frost Snow Woman. Her companion spirit beast was a legendary Saint-rank, and she was a Soul Prison Trial participant.

The Blood Garden Phoenix Stage had appeared suddenly, while its thousands of siblings, born at the same time, were all ordinary, low-rank Blood Fox Phoenix Flowers.

In other words, the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage was simply a mutated Blood Fox Phoenix Flower.

The probability of such a mutation was like two humans naturally conceiving a rabbit—practically impossible.

Even if it happened once, it shouldn’t be repeatable.

And yet, here it was, the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage reappearing, defying all logic!

Was it a fox, or a flower? Who could tell?~

A massive fox tail forming a garden, a sea of blood filled with countless Blood Fox Phoenix Flowers, its spirit energy seemingly endless, like a vision of hell.

“But… controlled by a human Spirit Master, it should have its limits…”

The Sleepless Sparrow narrowed its eyes, glancing at the Frost Snow Woman, its gaze settling on the small, crimson fox at the heart of the sea of blood, surrounded by flowers.

That must be the core of the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage. If they could destroy that, they could stop it.

“I’ll attack! Cover me!!”

The Sleepless Sparrow flapped its massive wings, creating a powerful gust of wind, about to dive into the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage.

However, at that moment, the small, crimson fox slowly raised its head, its beautiful red eyes gazing at the three Saint-rank guardians in the sky.

The Sleepless Sparrow froze, a chilling dread running down its spine, a sense of despair pulling it into the abyss.

Swish!

The next second, the Sleepless Sparrow vanished, while the Nether Bell Maiden and the Windchaser Emperor remained.

Hearing a distant sonic boom, they turned to see a black meteor streaking across the sky, disappearing into the distance.

The Sleepless Sparrow, fleeing without a fight!

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