Chapter 1200
Someone becoming a Saint had the potential to influence the outcome of the battle and upset the balance .
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This was especially true since everyone in previous instances of the Battle of the Crimson River had already been outstanding fighters . Once they became a Saint, they could sweep away all opponents .
Therefore, in previous Battles of the Crimson River, it had not necessarily been a good thing to become a Saint during the battle .
And sure enough, many gazes fell upon Ye Wuchen at that moment .
A cold light flashed in Xing Chou and Xiang Nan’s eyes, two of the people who were most favored to win .
It was not that they bore any ill will towards Ye Wuchen . It was just that him becoming a Saint during the battle would affect them .
In light of this situation, they would have to deal with him before he completed his transformation into a Saint .
There was still a period in which he would need to comprehend the Divine Path, be baptized in the divine catastrophe, and then wholly step onto the Divine Path . This period was often fatal to those who were becoming Saints unless they gave up .
If they didn’t, they would probably be affected by the divine catastrophe .
At that moment, Ye Wuchen’s sword will had cut through the assault of the Swords of Kasypa . The powerful sword will smashed into the dragon patterned cauldron high in the sky, causing it to shake incessantly .
The mighty sword will wrapped around Ye Wuchen . Wuji Swords appeared around him, covering the battlefield .
It seemed that a catastrophe of swordsmanship was descending . The light of catastrophe blended with the red sky, making everything seem extremely oppressive and frightening .
Ye Wuchen felt all the eyes on him . He knew that now that he had started the divine catastrophe, others would start paying attention to him . Those who had not cared about him before would now want to make him be the first to flee the field .
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“This is your chance to step onto the Divine Path; you should leave the field,” said Xiang Nan to Ye Wuchen . The fact that he was becoming a Saint did not mean much to him . As a son of Emperor Xiang, he did not have any so-called respect for those who were becoming Saints .
As far as he was concerned, it did not matter who among them became a Saint first . The goal of this battle was to enter the Regional Palace .
Ye Wuchen looked at Xiang Nan, and his eyes were as sharp as swords . He then looked towards Yu Sheng . If he fled now, would Yu Sheng be able to make it to the end?
As Ye Wuchen hesitated, the divine catastrophe had gathered together and had arrived . Xiang Nan walked towards him .
He stepped into the air, reached out, and made a grasping motion . In a flash, a terrifying scene appeared in the air above Ye Wuchen’s head . A divine figure could faintly be made out . It looked like a god . The figure stretched out all its fingers and pressed downward, forming a giant golden palm print in the sky . It rushed down to crush Ye Wuchen .
The sword will around Ye Wuchen shrieked as it rushed up to resist . It collided with the palm print, and intense golden light burst from it . There seemed to be a light curtain flowing around it, slapping away the sword will . It continued downward towards Ye Wuchen .
Ye Wuchen stretched out his single arm and pointed into the sky . His countless swords melded into one, a giant sword that smashed into the onrushing palm print .
As the sword and the palm print collided, there was an explosion of brilliant golden light .
Xiang Nan looked indifferent . He glanced over the scene with eyes full of dazzling light that shone deeply within them . He put his hands out in front of him and formed a special seal .
The divine figure was like a shadow of Renhuang in the shape of Xiang Nan . The seal went out, and suddenly the figure was surrounded by a five-clawed golden dragon . Its massive claws swept downward, blotting out the sun as they tried to swallow Ye Futian up .
Boom! A loud noise rang out as the massive sword was pressed down . “Your swordsmanship is not bad,” said Xiang Nan . “Since you’ve seized the chance to become a Saint, you should stop here . You won’t ever get a better chance than this . ”
Ye Wuchen had taken the lead at the Battle of the Crimson River, being the first to seize the opportunity to comprehend the Great Path . But he was not the strongest one there; in fact, he was the weakest . Before he could become a Saint, he would need to increase his strength . Staying on the battlefield would be foolish .
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That was, unless he was the best cultivator on the battlefield .
But obviously, Xiang Nan did not think he was .
Seeing the great pressure that Ye Wuchen was under, Huang Jiuge, who had repelled Dong Chen, rose into the air . A dazzling radiance bloomed as he pulled back his bowstring . The Renhuang bow had nine arrows on it, and they were locked onto Xiang Nan .
At the moment that he let the arrows fly, there was an earsplitting noise that overpowered everything .
The powerful arrows were able to shoot through the Great Path itself . Xiang Nan glanced at Huang Jiuge, but at that moment, a figure stood between the two of them . It was Xing Chou, who was the favorite to win the Battle of the Crimson River .
Brilliant light bloomed from him, making him dazzling to behold . He stood there casually, like a god of war . He looked unshakable .
Xing Chou stepped forward, and a divine golden light curtain swept out from him . The overpowering arrows cut through the air and slammed into the light curtain, making a horrible noise . The air around them trembled fiercely .
The arrows pierced through the light curtain bit by bit, seemingly able to destroy the will within it . But Xing Chou made a grabbing motion, causing another loud noise . A giant palm print grabbed up all the arrows and snapped them .
Xing Chou did not care about Ye Wuchen, but if he entered the Saint plane, things would be different . He naturally needed to stop him .
Huang Jiuge stepped forward, the power sweeping out from his Renhuang body . He wielded the Renhuang sword . A majestic will swept out from him, striking towards Xing Chou with majestic purpose .
But Xing Chou glanced at him indifferently . The descendant of Renhuang, who had just barely comprehended the Dao, wanted to attack him?
That was like an ant trying to shake a tree .
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An extremely tall figure appeared behind him, looking like a god of war and filled with a sense of limitless power .
Seeing Huang Jiuge striking towards him with the Renhuang Sword, Xing Chou stepped into the air . The air around him trembled fiercely, and beams of brilliant light bloomed from him, seeming to resonate with the great worldly path . It seemed that everything in this area was his to use .
The battlefield illusions around Huang Jiuge shattered wildly, and the god of war behind Xing Chou slammed its fist downward . The Great Path was suddenly integrated into its fist, and it seemed that the limitless power of the Great Path was behind this attack . It slammed directly into Huang Jiuge’s Renhuang Sword .
A destructive storm swept out as the fist, and the Renhuang Sword collided . An overpowering force tried to split the fist apart, but terrible beams of light burst upon Huang Jiuge’s body . The violent fist sent Huang Jiuge flying backward .
Xing Chou still looked indifferent . The lofty and mighty god of war once again struck out with its fist towards Huang Jiuge as he flew away . In a flash, countless fists were stretching out beside it, pressing through the air . Huang Jiuge looked up into the sky . He felt like his opponent’s fists were everywhere, and had become one with the Heavenly Path .
The violent attacks fell upon him, and he continued to be sent flying backward until he fell upon the battle platform beside the Crimson River with a thud .
The wind howled as even stronger fists fell from the sky, crushing down along with the god of war . Huang Jiuge looked up and saw that the god of war had the Great Path within it, and his heart trembled slightly . It seemed that he was nowhere near strong enough .
Boom!
There was a loud noise as Huang Jiuge’s body bent until he was nearly lying on the ground . His face was pale as he spat out a mouthful of blood .
Elsewhere on the battlefield, Ye Wuchen’s situation was dire as well . Xiang Nan’s attacks were powerful, and the catastrophe of the Great Path was gathering together . It seemed like it could descend upon him at any moment .
Di Hao also chose that moment to launch his attack on Ye Wuchen . The bell and cauldron rang, and his sword qi cut towards him, cutting through his defenses . The Swords of Kasypa cut directly through Ye Wuchen’s body, and blood stained his robes .
“Get out of her,” said Xiang Nan coldly . Suddenly, he struck out with his giant hand, slamming Ye Wuchen to the ground .
Everyone watching from the riverbank trembled within their hearts . The moment of becoming a Saint was a sacred time for any cultivator .
But here on this battlefield by the Crimson River, it was treated as an abnormality and brutally suppressed .
Boom! There was a loud noise as the catastrophe of the Great Path descended, piercing into Ye Wuchen’s body . His flesh and spiritual will were bathed in sword will . His body trembled slightly . The attacks had seriously wounded him, and so as far as he was concerned, this was a bad time to face the Divine Catastrophe .
Yu Sheng naturally saw what was going on over there . Over on his side of the battlefield, Kong Xuan and Kong Zhan were launching violent attacks on him . Nine colored light shot down, its power shaking heaven and earth, slamming into him time after time . It was truly shocking to behold .
At that moment, Yu Sheng swept out his arms, sending Kong Xuan and Kong Zhan flying back . But a divine bird was swooping towards his head with its talons . It was Jialou Feng .
He stretched out his left arm to block in front of him, and Jialou Feng’s talons raked across it, trying to tear it apart . But Yu Sheng’s other hand shot out like a bolt of lightning, grabbing the golden roc’s talons .
Bang! He stepped into the air as the golden roc struggled wildly, trying to break out of Yu Sheng’s grip . But Yu Sheng was as powerful as a demon, and he suddenly threw the roc towards the ground .
The golden roc tumbled downward, but he suddenly spat a golden sword from his mouth . Yu Sheng covered his eyes with his arm . The wind blew over them as they both fell towards the ground .
He raised his arms, and with a loud noise, he slammed Jialou Feng into the ground .
And before he could do anything, Yu Sheng stepped on his stomach, grabbing his golden wings . He began to pull his feathers out one by one, causing Jialou Feng to scream in pain .
Yu Sheng ignored his cries . He looked up at Kong Xuan and Kong Zhan in the sky . He then the ground shook wildly as he charged towards where Ye Wuchen was .
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