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…
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…?”
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