Fantasy: I! Accept disciples and become stronger! - Chapter 415

Chapter 415 – A Pseudo Saint Weapon, yet you dare to act arrogantly in front of me?!

“Could it be that the Cloud Dragon Emperor was scared silly by the Pill Emperor Xuan Yi …”

Some cultivators asked in confusion, but soon, a few Emperors reacted and turned their gazes towards Xuan Yi.

“No! It wasn’t that the Cloud Dragon Profound Emperor was scared silly, but that the Emperor Xuan Yi’s sword was already his last trump card!”

Even though the Seven Slaughtering Sword Formation was still overflowing with killing intent, it was still the same as before.

But the crimson sword image that had once again condensed, be it in terms of sword intent or sword Qi, was comparable to the attack that had suppressed the Azure Dragon Carriage.

The difference was not just a small disparity.

The situation was very clear.

Xuan Yi’s previous strike was his strongest killing move. It could not be casually executed like an ordinary sword technique. On the other hand, even though the Cloud Dragon Profound Emperor had suffered a loss in that exchange just now, he was better than Xuan Yi.

However, it exceeded the Cloud Dragon Profound Emperor’s expectations.

After Xuan Yi was seen by him, not only did he not immediately flee, he remained indifferent.

No matter how he looked at his starry eyes, he felt a sense of pity directed towards him.

This caused the Cloud Dragon Profound Emperor to instinctively feel a trace of unease.

Xuan Yi shook his head and regretfully withdrew the Seven Slaughtering Sword Shadow.

With the support of the Grand Void Dao Domain, the Seven Slaughtering Sword shadow that was formed from the superposition of eight peak levels of sword intents had indeed been powerful.

Its killing power was quite extraordinary.

Unfortunately, it was not enough to kill a Half-step Sage Weapon.

At this moment, Xuan Yi’s Grand Void Dao Domain was only at an earlier stage, and he was unable to completely activate its full might.

But even so.

The divine might of that sword strike just now had caused the prestige of the Emperor Profound Sect to rise to 480 points.

Unfortunately, he was still twenty points away from completing the mission.

It seemed that he had to summon Ye Qingsong.

Having made up his mind, Xuan Yi finally shifted his gaze back to the Cloud Dragon Profound Emperor.

When Xuan Yi’s gaze landed on Cloud Dragon Profound Emperor’s body, he only felt a chill running down his spine.

Still, Cloud Dragon Profound Emperor threw away all of those strange premonitions in the back of his head and made a forceful move at this moment!

“Kid, you’re playing tricks again, die!”

The Cloud Dragon Profound Emperor’s roar was like thunder, and followed by it, there was a loud explosion in the sky.

Boom!

Divine power surged, and the mighty power of the Azure Dragon assaulted his face. The Azure Dragon Carriage once again transformed into a stream of light, falling from the nine heavens.

It pointed straight at Xuan Yi’s Heavenly Spirit!

However, Xuan Yi only slightly raised his finger and softly said, “Ye Qingsong, attack and kill this fellow.”

Following Xuan Yi’s indifferent voice.

With the battlefield as the center, the cultivators within a radius of a hundred thousand kilometers felt the sky suddenly darken.

Everyone turned their gazes to the sky above them, but they couldn’t move any further!

An image of a tree branch appeared in the originally clear sky.

Divine runes flickered around the shadow one after another. They interwove and spread out, releasing divine light that drowned the entire sky above the Southern Heavenly Gate, and the sea of clouds hung over a hundred thousand li!

What was even more shocking to the cultivators present was the appearance of an old man in front of Xuan Yi who held a green wooden staff!

His expression was indifferent, and his eyes were deep and distant. Within his eyes, it was as if the laws of heaven and the earth were being clearly reflected, and there was nothing hidden from those deep eyes that had witnessed countless life and death.

The green staff in his hand seemed like a pine branch that he had picked up from the mountains, but it radiated a terrifying might.

Even the Azure Dragon carriage was far inferior in front of it.

“Who is this person?”

At this moment, the crowd was trembling. There was no lack of Emperors among them, but when that old man appeared, they couldn’t help but want to retreat. Especially when that green robed old man raised the green staff in his hand, it even made everyone want to bow and kowtow!

The sea of clouds hung over a hundred thousand miles were green. Xuan Yi stood with his hand in the midair and waved his sleeve. Like a god, he spoke indifferently, “Go ahead.”

Thus, the old man waved his Green Bamboo Staff.

From the top of the Green Bamboo Staff, a beam of light that was almost invisible flew out lightly.

It was as if any cultivator could easily disperse it.

It collided with the mighty azure dragon pendant, shaking the entire world.

The world turned deathly silent.

Only a slight crack could be heard, it was almost inaudible.

However, in the blink of an eye, continuous explosions rang out from the sky. Booms thundered nonstop as if the apocalypse was near.

Under the terrifying eyes of the Cloud Dragon Profound Emperor, the half-step supreme treasure that devoured the karma of the Myriad Dragon Dynasty for a million years, the Azure Dragon Carriage, was beneath him.

The azure-robed old man’s seemingly incomparably casual attack cracked it bit by bit.

In the end, it completely shattered, turning into thousands of spiritual fragments that scattered all over the world!

Only when the Azure Dragon carriage completely dissipated did the green-robed elder finally speak.

“A mere Pseudo Saint Weapon? How dare you act arrogantly in front of me?”

His voice was not loud, but when it fell in the ears of everyone, it was no less than a thunderbolt.

It was a Pseudo Saint Weapon?

What kind of title had he given it?

No matter how bad the Azure Dragon chariot was, it was a half-step treasure. Relying on Myriad Dragon Dynasty’s karma, it was definitely expected to become a treasure of karmic luck after ten thousand years of refining.

But in the disdainful tone of the mysterious old man who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, he didn’t take the treasure as a thing at all, and even cursed it.

Many people secretly pouted in their hearts.

But only at the South Heavenly Gate, those who watched the battle with the highest status and the highest realm, the giants of the Holy Lands, could understand the strength of the old man!

For a time, their faces became pale, and their expressions were twisted with shock.

Especially when the green pine staff was slowly trembling in Ye Qingsong’s hands, the corners of their eyes were beating wildly.

Ordinary monks couldn’t see the depth, but they could recognize it.

The fluctuation of the green pine staff had already surpassed that of a Saint Weapon, and even the ordinary eighth-rank Saint Weapons could not be compared in front of it.

“This is an unparalleled treasure … a top-grade Saint Weapon!”