dhibooks Chapter 551 Haotian is going berserk! A quasi-saint assassin?
Chapter 551 Haotian is going berserk! A quasi-saint assassin?
Not far away, Yaochi held a peach branch and kept wrapping it around the three quasi-saints from the Xuanhuang Realm.
From time to time, beams of green light would emanate from the peach branches and flow into Haotian's body.
It was actually constantly replenishing Haotian's magical power!
"Boom!"
"Bang bang bang..."
The two worked together seamlessly, suppressing the three quasi-saints of the Xuanhuang Realm.
"hateful!"
"How could these two work together so perfectly?"
"The three of us are no match for them!"
A quasi-saint from the Xuanhuang Realm was furious.
Before he could think any further, the phantom of the Heavenly Emperor Seal crashed down relentlessly.
"Bang!"
Caught off guard, the Quasi-Saint was directly struck by the illusory image of the Heavenly Emperor's Seal.
"Pfft..."
He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward.
Fortunately, the other two quasi-saints from the Xuanhuang Realm saw this and quickly stepped in to help the quasi-saint withstand the subsequent attacks.
……
Just as Haotian and Yaochi were engaged in a great battle with the three Quasi-Saints of the Xuanhuang Realm.
On another battlefield, Zhen Yuanzi unleashed the Book of Earth.
"boom……"
An earth-colored light barrier unfolded, protecting a large number of human cultivators.
……
At this moment, the Styx Ancestor was also engaged in a fierce battle with the beings of the Xuanhuang Realm.
Beneath his feet, twelve crimson lotuses of karmic fire bloomed, and the swords Yuan Tu and A Bi transformed into two streaks of blood-red light, weaving through the enemy ranks.
Wherever they went, many beings from the Xuanhuang Realm were killed.
The blood that fell was absorbed by the Twelve-Petaled Karmic Fire Red Lotus, nourishing the Styx River and giving him seemingly inexhaustible power.
"Ha ha!"
The Styx Ancestor burst into wild laughter.
"Come on! Come on!"
"Let me see how much blood you have left to shed!"
Having said that, Styx continued to fight fiercely, naturally wanting to kill more beings in the Xuanhuang Realm and accumulate battle merits.
……
At this juncture, Kunpeng chose to roam the edge of the battlefield, specifically targeting lone creatures from the Xuanhuang Realm.
He was extremely fast; once he struck, he would disappear thousands of miles away, leaving his opponent defenseless.
"That old sly fox..."
"A mere Quasi-Saint level cultivator, yet so treacherous and cunning, killing many Grand Luo Immortals in my Xuanhuang Realm!"
A quasi-saint from the Xuanhuang Realm gritted his teeth in hatred, but he was powerless against Kunpeng.
On the other side, the armies of the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan were each engaged in battle in their respective areas.
Meanwhile, the disciples of the three religions formed various grand formations to directly clash with the cultivator army of the Xuanhuang Realm.
"Boom!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
"Bang! Bang!"
Looking around, magical artifacts and supernatural powers intertwined to form a destructive ocean, with living beings constantly falling every moment.
……
Time flies.
Unbeknownst to many, the Great Wilderness and the Xuanhuang Realm had been locked in a great war for a century.
Over the past century, countless beings in the primordial world and the Xuanhuang Realm have perished.
The Xuanhuang Realm suffered even greater losses, with as many as eight Quasi-Saints being killed.
Among them, the Heavenly Court alone killed three Quasi-Saints from the Xuanhuang Realm.
On this day, at the location of the Primordial Allied Forces' encampment in the Xuanhuang Realm.
Haotian stood in the void, his body covered in blood, yet he was full of vigor.
At this moment, he was sharing his experience of killing a Quasi-Saint with the Primordial Alliance.
"Gentlemen!"
"Although the Quasi-Saints of the Xuanhuang Realm are also called Quasi-Saints, most of them have shallow foundations and their practical combat experience is far inferior to ours!"
"As long as we find their weakness, a decisive blow won't be difficult!"
"..."
Next, Haotian explained in detail how he killed three Quasi-Saints from the Xuanhuang Realm.
How to anticipate the opponent's moves, how to exploit their psychological weaknesses, and how to strike a decisive blow at a crucial moment.
Many powerful beings from the primordial eras present listened attentively.
Of course, some powerful beings from the primordial era scoffed at this idea.
"snort!"
"He only killed three quasi-saints, look how smug he is!"
Kunpeng watched from afar, his face slightly gloomy.
Throughout his century of life, he has consistently relied on surprise attacks.
Countless beings below the Quasi-Saint level in the Xuanhuang Realm died or were injured at his hands.
However, Kunpeng only managed to kill one being at the Quasi-Saint level.
"Looks like I'll have to put on a better disguise from now on."
After thinking for a moment, Kunpeng muttered to himself.
You must understand, he is a near-saint here.
Several times he attempted to ambush the Quasi-Saints of the Xuanhuang Realm, but failed to land a single blow.
Once the opponent sensed his cultivation level, he lost all will to fight and immediately used a secret technique to escape.
Subsequently, the near-saint beings of the Xuanhuang Realm set their sights on Kunpeng.
Wherever he made his move, it wouldn't be long before a Quasi-Saint from the Xuanhuang Realm would arrive to provide assistance, severely hindering his progress in killing other beings in the Xuanhuang Realm.
……
During this period, many sages in the prehistoric world would occasionally clash with sages from the Xuanhuang Realm, each with their own victories and defeats.
Especially Niu Ben, who made several moves and directly killed several saints from the Xuanhuang Realm.
Unfortunately, the opponents were all resurrected.
……
Three hundred years later.
On the battlefield, Haotian already had a resounding nickname—"Quasi-Saint Killer".
Over the past three hundred years, as many as fourteen Quasi-Saints of the Xuanhuang Realm have died at the hands of the Heavenly Court.
In total, only twenty-five Quasi-Saints have died in the Xuanhuang Realm.
Haotian alone occupied more than half of them.
"That Haotian guy... he's really gone mad with killing."
"Only twenty-five Quasi-Saints have died in the entire Xuanhuang Realm, and he killed as many as fourteen of them."
Standing in the sea of blood, the Styx Ancestor watched Haotian's figure slaughtering everyone in the distance and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"If this continues..."
"It's highly likely that Haotian will obtain the title of Saint after the great war ends!"
Thinking of this, the Styx Ancestor was immediately filled with worry.
It should be noted that he has been fighting bravely against the enemy for hundreds of years.
Unfortunately, despite using all his methods, he only managed to kill three Quasi-Saints from the Xuanhuang Realm.
On the other side, Kunpeng was naturally indignant and unhappy upon seeing this.
"This...this Haotian is really risking his life!"
"Those quasi-saints in the Xuanhuang Realm are always rushing to deliver their heads to him!"
"When they encounter me, they run away faster than anyone else."
Kunpeng muttered to himself, realizing that he wasn't lacking the strength to kill a Quasi-Saint.
Unfortunately, every time the quasi-saints of the Xuanhuang Realm saw him, they all avoided fighting.
Several times, Kunpeng tried his best to kill him, but he was stopped by the Quasi-Saint who came from the Xuanhuang Realm.
So far, he has only killed two Quasi-Saints from the Xuanhuang Realm.
At the same time, Zhen Yuanzi and Huang Tian and other powerful human beings all looked solemn upon seeing this.
"Senior brother."
"At this rate, I'm afraid no one can compare to Haotian when it comes to slaying quasi-saints!"
Cangjie, the ancestor of literature, looked at Huangtiandao with a solemn expression.
Huang Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, his face full of bitterness and helplessness. Although they all had the cultivation of Quasi-Saints, they could only suppress them at most in every battle against the Quasi-Saints of the Xuanhuang Realm.
It is extremely difficult to completely annihilate the quasi-saints of the Xuanhuang Realm.
Over the course of several hundred years, through meticulous planning, they lured the quasi-saints of the Xuanhuang Realm into the gauntlet, and together they managed to kill two of them.