bookbashuk Chapter 93: The Four Extremes Slay the Saint
Chapter 93: The Four Extremes Slay the Saint
Chapter 93 Four Extremes Slay the Saint
Boom!
The five-meter-long golden-winged roc crashed to the ground, its forehead pierced, its primordial spirit strangled, and it was beyond dead.
At this moment, the entire Jade Pool fell silent; no one had expected such a thing to happen.
No one expected that Qin Feng would be so bold as to defy the Demon Saint's rebuke and kill another Demon Saint's direct descendant in a swift and decisive manner, without the slightest hesitation.
Because the incident happened so suddenly, many people in the Demon Court camp did not have time to react.
After a short while.
"Ahhhhhh!"
"Dead—dead!"
"The King of Peng—he—he's been killed!"
Wow~
A tremendous shock and uproar spread among the demons of the Demon Court.
"Little thief Tianxuan!"
"Human scum!"
"That's incredibly audacious!"
Do you know what you've done?
The powerful figures of the Demon Court cried out in shock and anger, but their anger remained merely verbal; none of them dared to make a move.
"On the battlefield of life and death, life and death are preordained, that's the rule. If you have any objections, you can ask the Western Emperor Tower if they agree." Qin Feng said calmly, casually putting away the corpse of the Golden-Winged Roc.
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone in the Demon Court was stunned for a moment, and then a huge commotion broke out again.
It wasn't just the younger generation; even the older generation was grumbling and complaining.
They initially thought Qin Feng meant that if they had any opinions, they could go on stage and practice.
In this way, they can legitimately send out dragon-transformation realm or even Sendai realm experts to suppress it.
Who would have thought that Qin Feng was telling those who had objections to go and confront the Western Emperor Tower? Who could withstand that?
Unlike the furious demon court warriors, many members of the human race couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Pfft—Well done! Brother Qin Feng is truly a role model for us all!" Jiang Chengfeng, the scoundrel from the Jiang family, exclaimed.
"Brother Qin, I have some dragon meat here. Can I trade it for a chicken wing?" the Nanling barbarian king, carrying a spiked club on his shoulder, shouted.
"Brother Qin is exceptionally talented. Would you do me the honor of having a drink with me later?" The Third Prince of Great Xia extended a gentle invitation.
"Sis, what are you standing there for? The ancestor told you to go and get closer to her. With your looks, you can win her over in no time." The young man from the Ji family said, but the next second he was suppressed by his older sister's Void Handprint, and a big bump swelled up on his head.
Various forces that had no prior ties with Qin Feng successively extended olive branches to him through their younger generations.
Seeing this scene, the expressions of the holy lands such as Dayan and Jiuxiao were not very good.
If Qin Feng were to actually join a powerful force, then, not to mention the secrets he possesses, killing him would be an incredibly difficult task.
When their divine bodies are fully formed, they may face retribution, which is definitely not the outcome they want to see.
"Enough!!!"
Just as the holy lands were pondering, a majestic roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth; it was the Nine-Headed Demon Saint roaring.
On this trip to Yaochi, all the descendants of the three saints of the Demon Court from the younger generation were present, but now only the Golden Lion of the Nine-Headed Demon Saint lineage has survived.
The Mantis Clan's Wu Tian died too quickly because he was too weak, and there was no way to save him. However, Peng Wang Ju was different; there was a real possibility of saving him.
The Nine-Headed Demon Saint never expected that even after he had given the order, Qin Feng would still dare to kill him.
The thought of that protective old roc gave the Nine-Headed Demon Saint a headache, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
The only way to quell his anger right now is to take Qin Feng's head and bring back the Feather Banner.
Thinking of this, a fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the Nine-Headed Demon Saint. He slowly raised his finger and then brought it down.
hum~
An invisible aura of holy might emanated and spread towards the arena of life and death.
At that moment, Qin Feng was terrified, alarm bells rang, and every cell in his body was telling him that danger was imminent.
All his methods were useless in the face of the impending threat, just as Qin Feng was preparing to activate his "emergency evasion" power.
Duh!
A dragon-headed cane descended from the sky, drawing upon a wisp of supreme power, colliding with the divine might in the darkness.
Rumble~
The ancient battlefield was distorted, and large areas of the void were destroyed.
The mere wisp of pressure emanating from it was enough to send cold sweats down the spines of all the powerful figures.
"To secretly assassinate a junior is not something a sage would do," said the old matriarch of Yaochi coldly.
Only then did people realize what had happened: the Nine-Headed Demon Saint had disregarded his status and was trying to annihilate Qin Feng with his holy might.
"This is the first time I've ever seen someone bully the weak to this extent," the living fossil-level expert from the Jiang family said sarcastically.
"Yes, it's unheard of for a sage to target the juniors of the Four Extremes." The living fossil of the Wind Clan chimed in.
The Imperial Uncle of Zhongzhou Daxia, the Emperor of Jiuli, and others also spoke one after another.
"Enough! All of you shut up!" The Nine-Headed Demon Saint roared again, his holy might spreading for three thousand miles.
His assassination attempt on the junior failed, and he was exposed on the spot, which made him lose face completely.
Since that's the case, the Nine-Headed Demon Saint simply decided to give up and do whatever he wanted.
"Everything is decided by strength. Anyone who has a problem with me is welcome to come up on stage and fight!"
The Nine-Headed Demon Saint stepped forward and landed on the battle stage, intending to start a war between saints.
Under his holy might, even living fossils of the holy land were terrified and unable to resist.
"What's wrong? Are you all mute? Does the Eastern Wilderness human race not even have a single person to fight? If that's the case, from now on, the Eastern Wilderness shall be respected by my Demon Court, and everything left behind by the Tianxuan Holy Land shall be taken over by my Demon Court, including the remnant brat Qin Feng."
Having already abandoned all shamelessness, the Nine-Headed Demon Saint decided to go all the way, relying on the fact that various factions couldn't easily reveal themselves, and wantonly displayed the power of a saint.
[Xiao Yan: Damn it!!!]
[Xiao Yan: I have never seen such a shameless person!!!]
Because he was under the influence of the divine power, Xiao Yan in reality was completely unable to speak and could only express his emotions in the group chat.
[Lu Mingfei: Why doesn't God send down a bolt of lightning to strike that shameless old bastard dead?!]
[Qin Feng: Luo Feng, notify Babata to prepare to activate the Mechanical Race's immortal spaceship.]
Luo Feng: Okay.
[Wang Xuan: Lao Qin, hold on, don't be reckless!!!]
Qin Feng remained silent, his expression cold and stern.
There was a surge of anger in his chest. It was bad enough that he had just been assassinated, but now he was openly trying to seize Tianxuan.
If things really get out of control, Qin Feng wouldn't mind using his Four Extremes Body to try and slay a Saint.
If the Demon Court thinks that it can easily manipulate a mere cultivator at the fourth level, then it is sorely mistaken.
At worst, he could unleash the mechanical race's immortal spaceship and fire three star-destroying cannons. Even if he couldn't kill the Nine-Headed Demon Saint, he would at least take a severe beating. Just as Qin Feng was thinking this, suddenly, a gentle breeze swept over his mind, calming his turbulent emotions.
"Young man, this is not your stage. Let this old man take over."
Without a sound, a short voice appeared on the life-or-death battle platform; it was none other than the old Taoist priest who had been accompanied by the Queen Mother of the West the day before.
"Who are you?" The Nine-Headed Demon Saint was startled, his large, copper-bell-shaped eyes looking at the old Taoist priest warily.
"My surname is Cai. As for my given name, it doesn't matter. My ancestors came from the Eastern Wilderness, so I can be considered half an Eastern Wilderness person," Old Taoist Cai said calmly.