Chapter 2132 - 2130: Matching the Power of a Saint Sovereign Realm Level 8
Chapter 2132: Chapter 2130: Matching the Power of a Saint Sovereign Realm Level 8
Dozens of elders, all were secluded elders of the Holy Moon Sect.
Even standing there with their hands behind their backs, the aura of authority and overwhelming presence was enough to make nearly all martial artists present tremble.
When a martial artist steps into the Saint Sovereign Realm, they gain a strong resonance with Heaven and Earth.
Within this realm, each layer represents a significant difference in Heaven and Earth resonance, bringing with it a huge disparity in power.
These dozens of elders, without exception, were Eighth Layer Martial Artists of the Saint Sovereign Realm, wielding eighty thousand Dao.
In comparison to the over a hundred Sixth Layer martial artists of the Saint Sovereign Realm who had previously besieged Xiao Yi, the difference was immeasurable.
Any of these secluded elders here could easily wipe out those over a hundred Sixth Layer martial artists.
That is to say, the opponents Xiao Yi now has to deal with are fundamentally not on the same level as before.
"Holy Daughter," at this moment, an elder said in a low voice, "The Saint Lord’s command must not be defied."
"Step back three steps away from that little thief Xiao Yi, and leave the rest to us."
Behind Xiao Yi, Yiyi shook her head.
"Elder Mingyue, does this mean that Yiyi cannot even leave this sect now?"
The leading elder shook his head, "It’s still the same, the Saint Lord’s command must not be defied."
"If you insist on proceeding, I shall have no choice but to capture you."
The leading elder, also known as Elder Mingyue, was one of the notable powerful figures within the Holy Moon Sect, a secluded elder, and a title elder.
In terms of strength, he is not much weaker than those title elders behind the Saint Lord.
However, it is also evident that Elder Mingyue’s gaze towards Yiyi holds a touch of affection and fondness for his young Heavenly Talent.
But, this gaze did not last long.
As Elder Mingyue’s eyes had already turned cold.
This chill transformed entirely into a glare, cast upon Xiao Yi.
"Xiao Yi, little thief, causing a commotion in my Holy Moon Sect, disrespecting the authority of the sect, you are guilty and deserve to be executed."
"Now you’ve deceived the Holy Daughter, leading her mind into chaos, can’t evade punishment even in death."
"Guards, capture this little thief at once, kill him on the spot, and rescue the Holy Daughter."
"Yes." The secluded elders behind Elder Mingyue responded in unison.
Elder Mingyue stood with his hands behind his back.
While the elders behind him, who were initially blocking the path, have now all taken action, transforming into an encirclement.
"Merely a First Layer of the Saint Sovereign Realm, I can capture you easily."
An elder shouted coldly, sending a palm strike forth.
The elder’s speed was extremely fast.
Almost immediately as he finished speaking, the moment his silhouette moved, the palm was already upon Xiao Yi.
"So fast." Xiao Yi was startled in his heart.
As expected, these secluded elders, Eighth Layer powerhouses of the Saint Sovereign Realm, were in no way comparable to the previous Sixth Layers.
One person’s palm was enough to make Xiao Yi exert himself fully in battle.
Clang...
Xiao Yi reacted quickly, his sword moved instantly.
The elder’s withered yet Primordial Power-laden hand had already forced its way to his chest.
It was too late to swing his sword now.
Xiao Yi could only raise the sword body to block.
But...
Bam... a loud explosion.
The elder’s palm slammed heavily onto the sword body.
The Purple Lightning Divine Sword remained undamaged, but the purple light on the sword was instantly scattered.
The giant force transmitted from the sword instantly made Xiao Yi’s hand throb in pain, nearly causing his tiger’s mouth to split.
Furthermore, his Qi-Blood surged momentarily within.
"Hmm? You have some skill." The elder’s face showed slight surprise, a reverse palm was sent forth again.
Xiao Yi had already fallen behind from blocking with his sword earlier, now it was even more impossible to strike with his sword, he could only raise the sword to block again.
Bam... another loud explosion.
The palm power from the sword directly forced Xiao Yi to take a step back.
"Ugh." Xiao Yi spat out a mouthful of blood.
The piercing and cold eyes suddenly restored their clear and bright state.
"So strong." Xiao Yi was utterly shocked.
This was the strength of a Eighth Layer powerhouse in the Saint Sovereign Realm.
Merely two palms had shattered the electric light on his Purple Lightning, dispersing his Demonic State along with it.
Of course, the Purple Lightning Divine Sword, as the top-grade Holy Artifact below the Supreme Treasure, was completely unharmed.
But Xiao Yi’s body could not withstand these palm strikes.
The first strike had already caused the Qi-Blood within him to churn fiercely.
The second strike caused slight damage to his internal organs.
Demonic State is strong, but not invincible.
Xiao Yi, with merely the cultivation of the First Layer of Saint Sovereign Realm, trying to fight against a Saint Sovereign Realm Eighth Layer expert is simply a fantasy.
"See the difference now? Trash." The elder sneered, clearly sensing Xiao Yi’s diminished aura, recognizing that Xiao Yi’s Demonic State had been broken.
"It’s like the frog wanting to eat swan meat, that describes someone like you, right?"
As the elder’s words fell, a palm strike had already been sent out.
This was the Killing Palm, aiming straight at Xiao Yi’s heart.
"Elder He Yue, no!" Yiyi exclaimed in shock.
The elder, Elder He Yue, eyes filled with terrifying rage, "When you killed my brother Jingz Yue, you became my enemy."
Elder He Yue’s palm struck forward but hadn’t noticed Xiao Yi’s eyes had already turned icy cold once again.
"Then you shall join him on the road." The iciness in Xiao Yi’s eyes turned into ferocity.
His aura instantly returned.
The Demonic State was also instantly restored.
This time, he was able to draw his sword.
Facing Elder He Yue’s incoming palm, without dodging or flinching, he countered with a strike of the sword.
Sss...
A crisp sound rang out.
Elder He Yue’s hand was pierced through instantly by the Purple Lightning Divine Sword.
Boom... a loud explosion.
Elder He Yue’s palm eventually struck Xiao Yi, precisely onto Xiao Yi’s palm.
"Pft." Xiao Yi spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm, already heavily injured.
But...
Elder He Yue stood there in shock, staring incredulously at his chest.
The Purple Lightning Sword had already pierced his chest.
At that instant, the purple electric light of this top-grade Holy Artifact instantly shattered his internal organs.
"You..." Elder He Yue could only utter the word ’you’ before his body fell limp.
Xiao Yi’s eyes were fierce, looking at Elder He Yue’s corpse, "I said if you don’t step aside, then you die."
"Elder He Yue." The surrounding elders exclaimed in shock.
From the spectating seats afar, the Hidden Family Masters gasped in disbelief.
A Saint Sovereign Realm Eighth Layer expert, a secluded elder from the Holy Moon Sect, killed just like that, fallen in an instant?
Several meters before Xiao Yi, Elder Mingyue, who had been inactive all along, squinted his eyes.
Elder Mingyue noticed the impatient and unfriendly gaze of the Saint Lord at the chief of the spectating seats.
"Attack together." Elder Mingyue shouted angrily.
"No, first retrieve the Holy Daughter, ensure no harm comes to her."
"Yes." The surrounding elders of the Holy Moon Sect, who had been high-minded, disdainful of a joint attack, no longer dared to take it lightly.
They joined forces to act.
Dozens of elders, half joined to attack Xiao Yi, while the other half, their figures flashed, went after Yiyi.
In this instant, Xiao Yi was besieged on all sides, no, surrounded on eight sides.
Aged hands, containing immense primordial power, came forth.
Xiao Yi’s eyes were icy, his hand brandishing the Purple Lightning in a sweep, while his steps moved.
Clang...
The brilliant Sword Shadow, fierce Sword Light, formed a mystical arc.
An elder broke through the arc of Sword Light and struck Xiao Yi’s back with a palm.
"Pft." Xiao Yi spat another mouthful of bloody phlegm, unable to care for it.
His sword aimed at the elder who first reached for Yiyi.
Clang... the crisp sword sound mingled with fierce lightning.
The elder’s eyes shrank, recalling the death of Elder He Yue, quickly ducked, and retreated.
Sss...
As he retreated, the Sword Light flashed across his waist in an instant.
The elder’s waist was drenched in blood.
If he hadn’t reacted quickly and retreated, he might have been cut in half and killed.
"Sss, what a sharp sword." The elder’s face was full of horror and dread.
"No wonder it’s a sword made by the Sword Venerable Lin Ye, it’s immensely powerful."
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The first update.