Chapter 388: Thirteen Saint Lords
"Too overbearing!" Jiang Yun shouted, his voice shaking the Divine City, reaching the ears of everyone present.
He had to be enraged. So many powerful figures had come together to kill the old Divine King, determined not to let Jiang Taixu revive, intent on carrying out an act of utter annihilation.
"If time could go back four thousand years, who would dare to cross blades with my clan's Divine King? Now, bullying him in his old age and frail condition, on the verge of death—does that make you top-tier experts?"
Jiang Yun's voice was cold, his killing intent surging like a tide, sweeping outward.
"Time wears down even the strongest. The Divine King should pass on. Why are you all so stubborn? You cannot protect him. He has no chance to revive!" A low voice came from the shadows.
"Boom!"
In the darkness, an unknown Great Emperor's sacred weapon awakened, like an ancient ferocious beast opening its maw, devouring heaven and earth. In an instant, it drained all the spiritual energy from the Divine City, resisting the Eternal Universe Divine Furnace!
Its terrifying fluctuations were like an ocean surging, as if a primeval king had emerged, or a deity was looking down upon all living beings.
At the same time, a phoenix cry resounded through the sky, clear and distant, echoing in everyone's heart. An unmatched divine might burst forth, causing the entire Divine City to tremble.
A divine phoenix spread its wings, enormous beyond measure, instantly covering the night sky and shrouding the ancient city. It suppressed the unknown sacred weapon below, and the aura of an ancient Great Emperor filled the air.
That night, everyone wished they could flee immediately. The Divine City was suffocating!
Around the Dragon Transformation Pool, it was as if many eternal divine furnaces were burning. Blood energies, like great dragons, pierced through heaven and earth, nearly boiling.
Top-tier experts closed in from all directions. Their vital essences surged like tsunamis, like volcanoes erupting, connected together, churning the sky.
The heavens shook, the earth moved, and people's hearts trembled. The Divine City was filled with a killing atmosphere. Endless fear and oppression made it hard to breathe. Many cultivators had already collapsed to the ground, unable to bear it.
"Unleash the extreme divine might!" Jiang Yun shouted, making this decision decisively and coldly.
His voice seemed to come from the Nine Netherworlds, icy and merciless, audible to every cultivator in the Divine City. Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, cold sweat soaking their bodies.
If the awakening of a Great Emperor's sacred weapon was already this terrifying, who could withstand it being truly unleashed?
No one could remain calm. They all cried out in terror. If the Sun Saint Furnace were to be unleashed, the Divine City would surely cease to exist, and no one would survive.
"Are we really... going to unleash it?" Even the voices of some Jiang Family elders trembled.
"Unleash it!" Jiang Yun's voice was ice-cold.
Beside him, Ye Fan's heart was far from calm. He hadn't expected things to come to this. What would he do in their place? He would probably have to unleash it too, with no other choice.
"Hum!"
The Sun Divine Furnace radiated boundless light, turning night into day. Phoenix blood was like the sun, the mists and clouds brilliant, almost tragically beautiful. A blood-stained phoenix soared.
This realm of heaven and earth was about to shatter. The Eternal Universe Saint Furnace was nearly fully awakened. Terrifying fluctuations burst forth instantly. The sky trembled, the earth shook.
The Great Emperor's sacred weapon, silent for so many years, was about to deliver a devastating strike, erasing all living beings from this land, like an ancient deity emerging!
But at this critical moment, the void suddenly stagnated, as if endless quicksand had appeared, trapping the saint furnace.
"We can't unleash the saint furnace!" Several Jiang Family elders cried out in alarm. They were the ones controlling the extreme weapon.
"What happened?" Jiang Yun couldn't remain calm. So many Saint Lord-rank figures were attacking, also wielding the divine artifacts of Great Emperors. The Sun Saint Furnace was their only reliance.
"In this realm, incomplete Great Emperor array patterns have been carved, connecting the Eternal Universe Furnace with that other sacred weapon. The Great Emperor's sacred weapons are suppressing each other and cannot be activated." The Jiang Family elders were extremely anxious.
Jiang Yun's expression changed. The enemy had come prepared, thinking of such a method. The Great Emperor's sacred weapons were neutralizing each other, and they couldn't be separated for a short time. This was a disaster for them!
"Kill the Divine King!"
"Cut off Jiang Taixu's head!"
"Send the aging Divine King on his way!"
...
Voices rang out from all around the Dragon Transformation Pool, cold and merciless. They were all Saint Lord-rank figures, each a top-tier expert, dominating their own domains.
Their voices were not loud, but they echoed throughout the Divine City, heard by everyone. Cold and cruel, their low words struck people's hearts like divine hammers.
"The Jiang Family can't hold out. The Divine King is at the end of his road. He can't escape death!"
"The enemy has brought the weapons of ancient Great Emperors, no less than the Jiang Family. The two sacred weapons are neutralizing each other. The Jiang Family is powerless."
"No matter how strong the Jiang Family is, they can't withstand an alliance of so many top experts. The number of Saint Lord-rank figures is incomparable!"
...
In the Divine City, some senior figures were terrified, unable to help whispering. If such a great battle occurred, the Jiang Family would likely suffer heavy losses, and might even have their extreme sacred weapon stolen.
"Boom!"
Above the underground palace, one of the many Saint Lord-rank figures struck, slapping the ground and shattering it. Rocks flew through the air, and entire halls turned to dust.
"Slap!"
Another struck, and with a single palm, the ground sank. Large cracks split open one after another. A huge pit appeared, revealing the underground palace below.
These people were all cold and merciless, unknown to each other. Each was shrouded in thick mist, impossible to see through. No one would reveal their true identity.
Powerful killing intent caused the underground palace to crack. They filed in one by one, without a word. The killing intent was like an ocean, surging silently. The underground was as cold as an ice cellar.
It was extremely rare for so many terrifying figures to appear together, all just to kill a dying old man. Each was filled with a murderous aura.
"My clan's Divine King's life, the Nine Secrets Battle Art, the secrets of Emperor Wu Shi in Purple Mountain—which of these do you want, to come attacking like this?" Jiang Yun faced these people calmly.
"All of them!" One of them, an old man with a tall stature shrouded in black mist, spoke in a hoarse voice, emitting endless killing intent.
"To obtain all this, you would need my clan's Divine King to revive to find out. You're too impatient." Jiang Yun swept his gaze over them.
"No need for revival!"
"Soul search will suffice!"
Two others spoke respectively, their words very brief and forceful, unwilling to waste a single extra word.
"In that case, you'll have to step over my corpse first!" Jiang Yun's eyes shot out two divine beams of light. He stood in the arena, a war halberd appearing in his hand, and an ancient pagoda floating above his head.
"If you want to die, we'll grant your wish." Two of them slowly walked forward. The underground palace shook, as if it were about to collapse.
Above Jiang Yun's head, the ancient pagoda rose and fell. His battle intent soared to the sky. In the underground palace, the black war halberd gleamed with an icy light, pointing forward, blocking everyone.
"Hum!"
The two Saint Lord-rank figures who were stepping forward suddenly retreated with difficulty. With every step they took, a great earthquake occurred. They seemed to have exhausted all their strength, nearly trembling.
"Great Emperor array patterns!" They both exclaimed at the same time.
At the same time, Jiang Yun struck. The war halberd in his hand traced a black light, tearing through the void, sweeping across their chests and abdomens, trying to cut them in half.
"Slap!"
The two changed color. Their hands shook simultaneously, resisting the black iron halberd, but their steps remained steady, retreating rhythmically.
Their large hands—one crystalline like jade, the other red as blood—interwove with the power of laws, piercing through the void, blocking the war halberd.
"Boom!"
Jiang Yun was as fast as lightning. He charged forward with the black war halberd, thrusting it forward. At the same time, the ancient pagoda above his head rapidly enlarged and pressed down.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...
The underground palace shook. The three clashed so fast it was dazzling. The void was torn apart. The two great powers barely retreated out of the array pattern area, one of them bleeding from the shoulder.
"Ancient Great Emperor array patterns!" When they retreated to a safe enough distance, they shouted in unison, seemingly still shaken.
"The Jiang Family produced the Eternal Universe Great Emperor. They must have left array patterns behind, but they can't possibly restore such heaven-defying patterns." Someone beside them spoke coldly.
"These array patterns are less than a tenth complete. So severely damaged, they can only delay for a while!" Another person spoke.
Figures walked forward one after another. A full thirteen stood at the front, joining forces to try to break the incomplete Great Emperor patterns, unwilling to give the Jiang Family any more time.
This was an incredibly terrifying force. So many Saint Lord-rank figures joining hands could sweep through the world. Unless an ancient sage emerged, who could stop them?
"Crack!"
They struck together, shattering the ground, trying to destroy the natural Dao patterns and annihilate everything here.
But the dim marks did not disappear. They were imprinted in the void, isolating them outside, preventing them from truly charging through.
"Ancient Great Emperors are truly terrifying. Just a corner of their incomplete array patterns can block so many terrifying figures." Ye Fan marveled inwardly.
At the same time, he felt that things were going badly. He thought he had come up with a clever plan by hiding here, where no one in the Divine City could find him.
But unexpectedly, he had jumped out of the dragon's pool and into the tiger's den. The Dragon Transformation Pool was more dangerous than any other place in the Divine City. So many super-terrifying figures had come to kill the Divine King, and he had been passively drawn into it.
"Slap!"
The thirteen great figures struck, joining forces to erase the Dao pattern marks in the void. They struck again and again with heaven-shaking divine power, finally beginning to see results.
"These are just incomplete array patterns. If you could set up even a tenth of the complete array diagram, we wouldn't be able to break through!" One of them spoke, his voice like metal clashing, crisp and forceful.
The Dragon Transformation Pool was crowded. The Jiang Family's experts were gathered here, all frowning. The Eternal Universe Divine Furnace was still unusable, locked in a stalemate with another Great Emperor's sacred weapon.
In the milky white pool water, the vital blood coughed up by the True Dragon Divine Medicine—nine little dragons—had already been refined, six of them. They had merged into Jiang Taixu's body. His flesh was no longer so withered, showing traces of life force.
But still, there was no sign of him waking up or reviving. He lay silently in the pool water, and everyone had a bad feeling.
Could it be that even after refining the nine little dragons, the Divine King still couldn't revive?
"We can't let them break the array patterns. If these people charge in, all our efforts will be for nothing!"
More than ten Jiang Family elders stepped forward. Each had blood energy soaring to the sky, their vital essence surging. They strode to the edge of the array patterns, resisting the powerful enemies.
"Boom!"
Even with the array patterns between them, it was hard to block the tsunami-like divine power. Both sides fought fiercely, but the gap in strength was enormous.
"Puff!" "Puff!"...
Almost as soon as the battle began, four elders were beaten into meat paste, turning into clouds of blood mist, leaving nothing behind.
It wasn't that the older they were, the stronger they were. These elders were Jiang Family Supreme Elders, who had lived for who knows how many years, but they were no match for Saint Lord-rank figures.
"Come back!" Jiang Yun shouted. He didn't want his clan members to throw away their lives in vain. They couldn't stop these people, couldn't delay them even for a moment.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, with the final strike, the thirteen great powers erased the patterns imprinted in the void. The incomplete Great Emperor Dao patterns completely disappeared.
"Jiang Taixu, I've come to take your head!"
"Divine King Jiang, you've dominated an era. That's enough. There's no need for you to come back!"
"Since ancient times, how many have killed a Peerless Divine King? Today, I have the honor of staining my hands with divine blood. It's a great joy in life!"
The thirteen Saint Lord-rank figures walked forward. Even the sky trembled. Their words spread throughout the Divine City. Everyone's expression changed. The assassination of the Divine King was about to succeed!
Thirteen terrifying great figures strode forward. The Divine City shook. With their combined strength, who in this world could oppose them?
Even if an ancient sage were to reappear, they would likely frown!
Boundless killing intent surged. The thirteen super great figures advanced with cold smiles. The annihilation of the Divine King was imminent.
"Swish!"
Suddenly, two bolts of cold lightning shot out from the Dragon Transformation Pool, like primordial divine light tearing through the void, making everyone tremble uncontrollably, wanting to prostrate themselves.
"Jiang Taixu... is alive!"
The thirteen Saint Lord-rank figures all changed color, all shocked into retreating!
This was the might of a Peerless Divine King!
Even though four thousand years had passed, when he revived, he still shook people's hearts. Even so many Saint Lord figures standing together were frightened back.