Chapter 744 While We Were Still Striking at Him, He Actually Beca a Saint
Bai E, Shangguan Yun, Ao Tian, and the other Supres wished to rescue those who had fallen under influence.
But they too were deeply affected by the demonic aura.
Once they opened their mouths to speak, the degree of influence only deepened further.
The Supres present were all nearly consud by frenzied accusations.
They were on the verge of tearing each other apart.
In the shadows, a demon saint sneered coldly.
His na was Huizhuo, the strongest demon saint of the Filth Division within the Five Saint Demon Nation.
Since he acted personally, these human and dragon Supres naturally had no power to resist.
The darkness deep within their hearts now condensed into formless black miasma, creeping along the ground and gathering toward him.
These were his nourishnt.
With the Taiyi Demon-Sealing Grand Formation present, his strength could not leak out much.
Magnifying the darkness in the Supres’ hearts was one of the few things he could do.
Just then.
From the horizon, a streak of azure light roared forth.
It swept across the battlefield like a tidal wave.
Wherever the azure light passed.
The barren land suddenly began to revive.
From the heavens poured down a torrential rain.
Cracked soil sprouted tender green grass and bright red blossoms.
Tiny saplings broke through the ground, in the blink of an eye growing into trees as thick as a bowl.
The Supres who had been cursing, accusing, and even fighting suddenly regained clarity.
They froze in confusion, turning to look toward the horizon.
"This is..."
Bai E, Shangguan Yun, Ao Tian, and the others stared wide-eyed at the land restored to life.
This place had been demonic soil.
Even if liberated, it should have taken tens of thousands of years to recover vitality.
What was this azure light?
How could it so easily restore life?
Huizhuo was equally astonished.
From this azure light, he sensed a trendous threat.
It was power utterly opposed to the demons!
"Saint Realm power, it must be Saint Realm power!"
Huizhuo muttered in shock.
The Supres too now realized that a Saint must have appeared.
Otherwise, their plight could never have been resolved.
"Bai E of the Heaven’s Creation Sect greets the Saint!"
"Shangguan Yun of the Reincarnation Holy Land greets the Saint!"
"Ao Tian of the Four Saint Dragon Palace greets the Saint!"
Voices rose one after another.
The Supres dropped to one knee, incomparably respectful.
At that mont, a voice echoed from the sky.
"Dignified Supres, and yet you allowed yourselves to be tainted by the demonic aura of the Filth Division."
"You should all return and reflect deeply."
Hearing this, sha filled every heart.
They now understood what had just happened.
If not for this Saint’s arrival.
They would likely have already slaughtered one another.
That was an outco none wished to see.
Curiosity now stirred in their hearts.
Who was this suddenly appearing Saint Realm figure?
Not only they—
Even Huizhuo was bewildered.
In today’s Shengxuan Heaven and Earth, could soone still achieve sainthood?
Or was this a Saint who had returned from the endless void?
Whoosh!
A fierce wind swept by.
A figure appeared high above in the sky.
Bai E, Shangguan Yun, Ao Tian, and the others all saw the face clearly.
Their expressions instantly froze in shock.
Ling Xuan?!
It was actually Ling Xuan!
He had beco a Saint?!
Impossible!
The face of Huizhuo, the Filth Division demon saint, turned extrely dark.
Of course he recognized that face.
Back then, Youhuang had shown it to every demon.
"Too fast."
"While we were still striking at him, he actually beca a Saint!"
"This must be reported to Youhuang at once!"
Shen Mo had already cast his gaze toward Huizhuo’s hidden location before the latter could flee.
In the previous instant he was still in place.
In the next instant he appeared above Huizhuo.
"After corrupting so many Supres, you still wish to escape?"
Shen Mo’s cold voice rang by his ear.
It was like a thunderclap!
Huizhuo’s expression changed drastically.
His concealnt arts were of the highest caliber.
How could a human youth who had only just stepped into the Saint Realm see through them?!
But even if he was exposed, so what?
What could Shen Mo do to him?
He was, after all, the foremost demon saint of the Filth Division in the Five Saint Demon Nation!
Could a newly ascended Saint Realm human youth truly kill him?
The Supres all changed color.
No wonder they had been tainted by demonic aura simultaneously.
It turned out such a powerful demon saint had been hiding right beside them.
This was none other than the leader of the Filth Division demon saints!
Even suppressed by the Taiyi Demon-Sealing Grand Formation, his thods could still reach out and affect the Supres.
"Shen Mo, the saint artifact in your hand is not bad."
"So that is your guide into the Saint Realm."
Huizhuo looked at Shen Mo and sneered.
Shen Mo said nothing, but spiritual power surged forth.
Eighteen azure lotus seeds shot through the air, sealing the space around Huizhuo.
A surging vitality enveloped him.
Huizhuo imdiately sensed sothing amiss.
Seal in? For what purpose?
You want to kill ?!
He was stunned for a mont, then burst into loud laughter. "Shen Mo, you want to kill ?"
"I have more saint artifacts of the Great Dao in my hands than you!"
Shen Mo waved casually.
The jade lotus flower flew out, descending upon Huizhuo.
That majestic vitality pressed down, cleansing everything in its path.
Even Huizhuo felt a asure of pressure.
Before this vitality, he already found it sowhat difficult to endure.
He could not understand how Shen Mo, having just beco a Saint, could already possess such a terrifying saint artifact of the Great Dao.
If only he could corrupt it into a demonic saint artifact of the Great Dao...
Greed flickered in Huizhuo’s heart.
Shen Mo’s face remained utterly calm. He clenched his hand.
From the lotus seeds and jade lotus flower, vitality far surpassing before suddenly erupted.
Huizhuo’s expression changed drastically.
Without hesitation, he pulled out a pitch-black jar.
From within it burst a gust of black wind.
That black wind was like the embodint of the vilest and foulest things in the world.
It seed filled with dreadful plagues and disgusting venomous insects.
It sought to burrow into the body of every living creature, corroding and devouring them completely.
The Supres, seeing that black wind, imdiately turned pale and retreated.
Bai E said gravely, "That is Huizhuo’s most prized saint artifact of the Great Dao—the Turbid Wind Jar."
"He once used this treasure to poison two Nine Tribulation Supres, corrupting them into demonic Supres."
Ao Tian suddenly slapped his head, hatred flashing across his face. "I rember! One of my dragon clan forebears was corrupted by this Turbid Wind Jar."
"Fortunately, the other ancestors slew him, otherwise our dragon clan’s honor would have been utterly disgraced."
The other Supres also spoke in hushed tones.
Clearly, they too recognized the terror of the Turbid Wind Jar.
"It seems Shen Sheng also wields a saint artifact of the Great Dao."
"Yet which of the two artifacts will prove stronger?"
Shangguan Yun whispered.
The hearts of the Supres all hung suspended.
By rights, Shen Mo had just beco a Saint, while Huizhuo was a demon saint with long-standing fa.
Shen Mo at most possessed a single saint artifact of the Great Dao.
Huizhuo, however, had at least two.
Their strengths were not on the sa level.
How could Shen Mo hope to prevail?
"Go!"
Shen Mo finally spoke slowly.
In his hand erupted an icy white fla—the Nine Nether Icefla—which poured into the surging vitality!
In an instant.
The power of vitality surged to terrifying heights!
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