# Chapter 2019: The Struggle for the Saint Bone
"Dong!" Every step Wang Jian took sent an immensely heavy force vibrating through heaven and earth. The golden bowl drew closer and closer to the saint's skull, expanding wildly as it grew.
"Go!" Wang Jian shouted. Instantly, the enormous golden bowl lunged toward the saint's skull, enveloping it within. At this moment, a terrifying sword intent spread out, as if it could pierce through everything. Countless people could clearly sense the power of this sword intent. Even the golden bowl seemed to be pierced through, yet it remained stable, firmly encasing the saint's skull inside.
The golden bowl surged back toward Wang Jian. But at that instant, a terrifying aura erupted violently. How could those monstrous prodigies allow Wang Jian to take the saint's skull?
Zhuo Qing took a step forward. A golden storm in the void crushed outward, as if golden dharma kings appeared within the storm, holding dharma instruments and blasting out terrifying light screens. With a thunderous explosion, the golden bowl shattered before Wang Jian. The powerful sword intent spread out, making Wang Jian sense a terrifying crisis. He raised his shield, retreated slightly, and roared as a spear pierced toward Zhuo Qing. In an instant, an incredibly fearsome golden spear appeared in the void, penetrating space and shooting to kill Zhuo Qing.
Zhuo Qing snorted coldly. The golden storm crushed down entirely. The spear was blocked by an invisible force and then completely exploded, stirring up a terrifying storm in the void.
"Some have said that Wang Jian and Zhuo Qing are evenly matched, with a fifty-fifty outcome in battle. This brief exchange between the two is extremely fearsome. If they truly clashed, it would be hard to tell who is stronger and who is weaker."
While the two were contending, Gu Yao Holy Maiden stepped forward. Space twisted. Her palm trembled, and the distorted space directly moved toward the skull, enveloping it within the spatial distortion. Then, with a sharp pull, the saint's skull rushed toward her direction.
Seeing this, Chu Chunqiu stepped forward. This skull was very likely that of an ancient saint. To him, it was absolutely a great supplement. How could he give it up? The reason he had entered this sacred land secret realm was twofold: first, for the various geniuses, and second, for the relics of ancient saints. As long as it was the will left by ancient saints, he would devour it all. Everything would become his.
Chu Chunqiu's hand grabbed out. A heaven-devouring force surged fiercely, enveloping even the twisted void. Gu Yao Holy Maiden snorted coldly, forming seals with her hands. The chaotic space turned into a twisted storm, confronting the devouring force. The skull remained suspended between the two, locked in a stalemate.
At this moment, Zhuo Qing stepped forward. He actually reached out his hand directly, grabbing toward the skull. His entire body was now covered in a layer of diamond-gold armor, like an ancient divine general. His head was protected most thoroughly, with only his eyes exposed. After all, this skull was very dangerous, and he had to be cautious.
"Swish!" A terrifying sharp screech rang out. The spear in Wang Jian's hand shot directly toward Zhuo Qing, all power concentrated on the saint's skull.
"Chi, chi"
Faint sounds emerged. The saint's skull seemed to have become enraged. The invisible sword intent tore through the light screen, broke through the devouring force, and burst out violently, rushing into the void. The terrifying sword intent swept wildly at the four people around it.
"The saint's skull seems to have gained sentience. The four experts joining forces to seize it instead stimulated the sword intent."
Chu Chunqiu roared. From between his brows surged an overwhelmingly terrifying will. He actually directly devoured the incoming sword dao will into himself. Those who saw this felt their hearts tremble slightly. This guy was too crazy. His devouring power was simply terrifying.
Zhuo Qing was clad in diamond-gold armor, Wang Jian possessed a divine shield, and Gu Yao Holy Maiden twisted the void. The sword intent could not kill them. But the skull floated up into the void. Just then, streaks of cyan light suddenly spread out from the void, abruptly wrapping around the skull.
This sudden development left the crowd momentarily stunned. The skull had disappeared, vanishing along with the cyan light.
"Who?" A explosive shout rang out. The crowd's gaze instantly turned toward the direction the cyan light had fled. They saw Langxie racing away.
"Realm King Body Langxie." The crowd's pupils contracted slightly. It was him. Only the power of realms possessed such divine abilities, allowing him to take the skull right in front of everyone.
"Chase!" Figures streaked across the void, rushing straight toward the fleeing Langxie. Wang Jian and the others, in particular, had extremely ugly expressions. While they were contending, someone had actually taken the saint's skull right from under their noses. How outrageous.
"Stay together and don't wander off. This ruin is very dangerous." Lin Feng stared at Piaoxue Princess and spoke.
Looking into Lin Feng's eyes, Piaoxue Princess felt her heart tremble slightly. The domineering aura in his words seemed irresistible. She, of course, knew this place was dangerous. But the saint's skull—who wouldn't want it? Yet she also understood that the saint's skull might bring disaster rather than fortune.
"Alright, we'll stay together." Piaoxue Princess nodded.
"Wait for me." Lin Feng nodded to Meng Qing and Hou Qinglin, then swept away like the wind. Several saint spirits materialized before him. These saint spirits actually fused together, transforming into a terrifying giant sword beneath Lin Feng's feet. He stepped onto it, and his speed suddenly increased dramatically. At the same time, the giant sword devoured the power of heaven and earth.
After Langxie seized the saint's skull, he fled at top speed. But waves of terrifying pressure descended from behind, making him feel an immensely heavy burden. This saint's skull was indeed a hot potato.
"Leave it behind!" A explosive shout shook his soul. Behind him, Wang Jian's hand traced through the void. A terrifying sharp sword pointed straight at his spine, as if locking onto his body.
Langxie erupted with boundless realm light. When the sword struck, it actually twisted and rushed into the realm light, disappearing without a trace, as if Langxie had moved it into his own space.
"Realm power." Wang Jian's pupils flashed with overwhelming killing intent. He roared. In the void, countless terrifying spears and swords suddenly emerged, all simultaneously attacking Langxie. The space emitted a terrifying furious howl.
Chu Chunqiu also pursued. Behind him erupted the terrifying will of ancient kings. Although he was far from Langxie, Langxie still felt that terrifying willpower, as if it would destroy him. In his mind appeared kings who would annihilate him.
Langxie's head ached terribly. That wisp of will contained all things, possessing various destructive powers. At the same time, a terrifying sense of crisis descended from behind, frustrating Langxie greatly. It seemed he couldn't keep this saint's skull.
Langxie reached out and pulled. Boundless realm light surged from his body. His figure soared upward. The endless attacks shot into the realm light and were all submerged, disappearing without a trace. But the realm light containing the saint's skull still appeared in Langxie's hand. His gaze was cold. He could only temporarily give it up.
"Langxie!" A loud shout came from behind. Langxie suddenly turned around. He saw Lin Feng riding a sword through the air, his speed as fast as lightning.
"Take it!" The realm light wrapped around the saint's skull and was thrown toward Lin Feng, who was off to the side. Sword light howled. Lin Feng's hand reached out, and a subtle aura wrapped around it. Then the realm light containing the saint's skull disappeared.
"Lin Feng." Chu Chunqiu and the others suddenly turned their eyes toward Lin Feng off to the side. Powerful killing intent burst forth. They directly abandoned Langxie and pursued Lin Feng instead. Since Langxie no longer had the saint's skull, he was meaningless to them.
"This guy... I wonder if he can hold onto that saint's skull." Langxie watched Lin Feng's retreating figure, feeling quite frustrated. It was still a matter of insufficient strength. If he reached the pinnacle realm and created a universe of realms, who could pursue him? Now, he needed to improve his strength. Chu Chunqiu, who had been at the same level as him in Sky-Gazing Ancient Capital, had already become terrifyingly powerful. The ancient king's will that had attacked him earlier had left him deeply shaken.
Lin Feng flew on the saint spirit sword, his speed extremely terrifying. But the people behind him refused to give up. Chu Chunqiu roared. His spiritual will seemed to rise further, and the aura surrounding him became even more terrifying. Every step he took seemed to cross space. Wang Jian continuously slapped the ground with his palm. Beneath his feet appeared rows of sharp swords. Each step landed precisely on a sword. The shooting swords seemed to give him an impact force, making his speed faster and faster.
Gu Yao Holy Maiden's speed was also terrifying. Her steps seemed to harmonize with the void, drifting like an immortal. On the other hand, Zhuo Qing of the Indestructible Diamond King Body was falling behind, unable to match their speed.
Besides these fastest ones, many people behind began to bring out imperial weapons that could accelerate. They were all monstrous geniuses. In battle, they didn't want to rely on imperial weapons, keeping them as trump cards. But now that they couldn't catch up to Lin Feng, they couldn't care about that anymore.
"These guys are all so fast." Lin Feng raced forward. He had already obtained the saint's skull and naturally didn't want to give it up like Langxie had. After a moment, he arrived before the abyss valley. Suddenly, he turned around. Several saint spirits appeared before him. Lin Feng formed sword seals with his hands. Terrifying sword intent spread out wildly. Before him, the shadows of over a dozen giant swords appeared, spewing out immense sword might.
Chu Chunqiu and Wang Jian abruptly stopped. Gu Yao Holy Maiden also strolled over, looking at Lin Feng with cold eyes.
"Lin Feng, you were also invited by the Tianci Dynasty. We should be allies. You can't handle this saint's skull. Give it to me." Wang Jian spoke to Lin Feng, his gaze sharp as a blade. But the only thing in Lin Feng's eyes was a cold sneer!