Chapter 1750: Not a Single One Worth Fighting
The voice of True Wonderful Little Daoist echoed through the heavens and earth, lingering without end.
Below, dozens of Paradise Realm Saint Kings stood guard outside the divine temple, looking up.
Among them, a Paradise Realm Saint King with six golden sacred eyes discerned True Wonderful Little Daoist's true form and said with great surprise, "That's a hundred-thousand-year ancient sacred medicine."
A hundred-thousand-year ancient sacred medicine was a rare find, something even Great Saints sought.
Who would have thought one would deliver itself to their doorstep?
However, the Paradise Realm Saint Kings realized True Wonderful Little Daoist was formidable. The sacred might radiating from it was deeply intimidating. Moreover, a powerhouse like Kun had been severely injured and rendered unconscious by it.
Thus, none dared to rush forward recklessly, fearing they would follow in Kun's footsteps.
Besides, a hundred-thousand-year ancient sacred medicine suddenly appearing was inherently suspicious.
True Wonderful Little Daoist, seeing that none of the Paradise Realm Saint Kings responded, grew impatient and cast a contemptuous glance. "Is there not a single one worth fighting in Paradise Realm?"
"Just a mere sacred medicine dares to provoke Paradise Realm? This king will take you today."
A burly figure shot forward.
This man ranked among the top ten of the Paradise Realm Saint Kings present, known as Absolute Heart King.
Absolute Heart King's seven-glory ten-thousand-pattern sacred artifact, the "Approaching Heaven Tower," had been seized by the Heavenly Mandate Corpse Emperor, leaving him deeply enraged. Naturally, he couldn't tolerate a sacred medicine bouncing around and provoking him.
"Heavenly Punishment Art."
Absolute Heart King channeled sacred qi within his body, and a mass of sacred dao rules flew from his brow, converging into his arms to form a circular seal dozens of feet in diameter.
"Sizzle."
The sacred qi of heaven and earth surged wildly toward the circular seal.
But before Absolute Heart King could unleash the seal, his expression shifted dramatically.
A vast, overwhelming supreme might surged from the hundred-thousand-year ancient sacred medicine before him, causing the heavens and earth to change color. Even the circular seal in Absolute Heart King's hands trembled uncontrollably under that supreme might, nearly slipping from his control.
"Whoosh—"
A beam of supreme power condensed into a streak of purple light, tearing through the sky and colliding with the circular seal.
Absolute Heart King's face grew even more strained. He desperately mobilized truth rules, pouring them into the seal, amplifying its power severalfold.
"Boom."
Still, he couldn't hold out. The purple light pierced through the seal.
With a "pfft," the purple light struck Absolute Heart King's waist and abdomen, tearing through a mass of flesh and nearly cutting him in two.
Sensing the supreme power invading his wound, Absolute Heart King fled backward, roaring, "That hundred-thousand-year ancient sacred medicine wields a supreme sacred artifact! Everyone attack together!"
The dozens of Saint Kings outside the temple were all startled, a chill running down their spines.
A supreme sacred artifact?
It was well known that a Nine-Step Saint King wielding a complete supreme sacred artifact could contend with a Great Saint. In other words, below the Great Saint level, a supreme sacred artifact could crush everything.
Unless another Saint King also possessed a supreme sacred artifact, they could only counter it.
Still, with Shang Zihong, Zhuo Man, Gongzi Yan, Xun Ya, and others present, they weren't overly terrified. They quickly calmed down, each unleashing a ten-thousand-pattern sacred artifact to attack True Wonderful Little Daoist.
Dozens of ten-thousand-pattern sacred artifacts simultaneously erupted with ten-thousand-pattern annihilation force. The scene and momentum were astonishing, with howling sounds echoing through the clouds.
True Wonderful Little Daoist raised the Purple Gold Eight Trigram Mirror, forming an eight-trigram imprint. It clashed with the dozens of ten-thousand-pattern sacred artifacts as he advanced step by step toward the Saint Kings.
"Bang, bang."
One by one, ten-thousand-pattern sacred artifacts were shattered by the supreme power, reduced to scrap metal.
When Shang Zihong sensed that True Wonderful Little Daoist wielded a supreme sacred artifact, he wanted to personally suppress it. But he was under simultaneous attack from six Nine-Step Saint Kings and couldn't break free for the moment.
Inside the temple.
The Kunlun Realm cultivators, besieged by ten times their number of enemies, were retreating step by step.
From time to time, a cultivator fell to the ground, becoming a cold corpse.
The gap in strength was too vast. Even though the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden continuously activated the ancient inscriptions within the temple, unleashing offensive and defensive measures, she couldn't hold out. The Paradise Realm Saint Kings had them surrounded.
If not for the Confucian Ancestor Sacred Book and the "Ten Thousand Lamps Illuminating the World Diagram," they would have been wiped out long ago.
Gongzi Yan and Xun Ya emerged from behind the crowd, both exuding an air of arrogance as they looked at the Kunlun Realm cultivators like they were lower lifeforms.
The outcome was already decided.
The Paradise Realm Saint Kings' eyes gleamed with greed. One of them said, "That sacred book and that scroll are both treasures of Kunlun Realm, likely passed down by two ancient gods. Obtaining either would bring endless benefits."
The Confucian Ancestor Sacred Book was held in Shengshu Cainü's hands, emitting blinding sacred light.
Countless profound characters flew out from the book, hovering around the Kunlun Realm cultivators, protecting them within a barrier of text.
However, activating the original power of the Confucian Ancestor Sacred Book consumed immense spiritual power. Shengshu Cainü's face was as pale as paper, barely holding on.
Gongzi Yan's gaze fixed on the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden. "This woman is quite formidable. Earlier, she activated the ancient inscriptions in the temple, causing us no small trouble. If not for my profound mastery of the Way of Space, which broke those inscriptions, Paradise Realm would have suffered significant casualties."
Xun Ya grinned. "This woman is indeed extraordinary. But she's already reserved for me, so don't set your sights on her."
"Fine. The woman is yours, the book is mine." Gongzi Yan didn't argue with Xun Ya.
The Kunlun Realm cultivators' eyes burned with rage. The Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden was so pure and sacred, yet they were discussing her belonging like goods.
Some Kunlun Realm cultivators felt despair and sorrow.
The enemy was too strong—so strong that even escape was impossible. They were like sheep surrounded by a vast pack of wolves, awaiting only humiliation and death.
Seeing the despair and helplessness in the Kunlun Realm cultivators' eyes, many Paradise Realm Saint Kings wore mocking smiles, relishing the feeling of controlling others' lives and deaths.
"Roar!"
A Kunlun Realm cultivator at the Half-Saint King realm rushed out from the protection of the Confucian Ancestor Sacred Book and the "Ten Thousand Lamps Illuminating the World Diagram," shouting, "If we're going to die, let's die together."
"Not good! He's going to self-destruct his sacred source."
A four-winged scarlet angel cried out in alarm.
The Paradise Realm Saint Kings quickly retreated, placing their strongest sacred artifacts before them to form a defensive formation.
But Gongzi Yan remained unfazed, sneering coldly, "Trying to self-destruct a sacred source in front of a space controller? How naive."
Gongzi Yan pressed his palm forward, drawing on spatial power.
"Boom."
The Kunlun Realm cultivator's sacred source had already shattered, with destructive force tearing through his sacred body. But before him, space suddenly collapsed in a large area, swallowing him.
The destructive force ultimately failed to erupt.
The Kunlun Realm cultivators' hearts sank. Couldn't they even take the enemy down with them?
At that moment, a Paradise Realm Saint King noticed Chi Kongle and Chi Kunlun among the Kunlun Realm cultivators. His eyes flickered with surprise, and he quickly sent a voice transmission to Gongzi Yan. "Young Master Yan, look at those two children. Don't they look like Zhang Ruochen?"
Gongzi Yan's eyes narrowed, and a cold aura emanated from him.
Indeed, they did.
Especially the young girl—she bore a striking seven-tenths resemblance to Zhang Ruochen. If she had no connection to Zhang Ruochen, Gongzi Yan would never believe it.
Gongzi Yan wasted no more time. He created a spatial rift, forcibly tearing a gap in the Confucian Ancestor Sacred Book's defense, and charged straight at Chi Kunlun and Chi Kongle.
"Don't touch them!"
Qing Xiao, who had been severely injured and meditating to heal, forced himself to his feet and struck a palm at Gongzi Yan to protect Chi Kunlun and Chi Kongle.
"Boom."
Gongzi Yan swung his arm, his palm slapping Qing Xiao like swatting a fly, sending him flying.
The force of that strike was far beyond what Qing Xiao could endure.
Half of Qing Xiao's body was mangled, countless bones broken. He crashed heavily to the ground, blood flowing from his seven orifices, his body twitching faintly.
"Insolent wretch. How dare you block this young master?"
Gongzi Yan stepped on Qing Xiao's face, pressing down with immense force, producing a series of "crack" sounds as bones shattered.
As a space controller with a cultivation at the Seven-Step Saint King realm, Gongzi Yan moved through the Kunlun Realm cultivators like walking on empty ground, easily seizing Chi Kunlun and Chi Kongle.
"Let my sister go!"
Chi Kunlun swung a sacred sword at Gongzi Yan's right hand.
"Playing with swords in front of me? You're still too green."
Gongzi Yan spat out a sword of qi, striking Chi Kunlun's wrist. With a "pfft," it severed the hand holding the sword. A gush of crimson blood sprayed from Chi Kunlun's wrist. The pain, unlike anything he had ever experienced, nearly made him faint.
"Speak. What is your relationship with Zhang Ruochen?"
Gongzi Yan released a powerful sacred might, pressing down on Chi Kunlun and Chi Kongle.
Seeing them gritting their teeth and refusing to yield, Gongzi Yan frowned slightly. Then, he launched a spiritual power attack, assaulting their sacred souls and spiritual will.
Instantly, Chi Kunlun and Chi Kongle's faces grew paler, their expressions twisted in agony. Blood flowed from their mouths and ears.
Luo Xu roared in anger, "Gongzi Yan, as a leader of the Space Divine Temple, what kind of skill is it to bully two children?"
Gongzi Yan turned to Luo Xu. "Fine. How about you tell this young master their relationship with Zhang Ruochen?"
Just then, True Wonderful Little Daoist's arrogant voice echoed into the temple: "You want to know? This humble Daoist will tell you. Is there not a single one worth fighting in Paradise Realm?"
"Boom."
A violent storm of power surged in through the temple's main gate.
Within the storm, over a dozen Paradise Realm Saint King corpses flew out, scattering haphazardly on the ground. Among them was Absolute Heart King, who ranked among the top ten in combat power.