Chapter 1630: Saint (Second Update)

He turned and came before Wenhua Academy.

His gaze passed through the invisible barrier reserved for sages, landing on Venerable Qianjiao's sleeping quarters deep within the academy.

He bowed deeply and said, "Senior, everything is proceeding as planned."

"Please make your move."

From within the sleeping quarters, an ancient yet calm voice, devoid of ripples, was heard.

"You protected Qianjiao and the Young Master for many years to earn this single opportunity for my intervention."

"Are you certain you wish to use it for the great war?"

"If you wish, I can help you ascend to sagehood right now."

A rumbling sound—

Muffled thunder rumbled overhead.

It was as if his words had defied the Central Land's rules, drawing the displeasure of the Saints.

Grandmaster Xingyuan's gaze was resolute as he said:

"The Central Land is on the verge of destruction; what good would my becoming a sage do?"

"I wish to exchange this for a sliver of hope for the Central Land."

A moment of silence fell in the sleeping quarters before the voice slowly spoke again:

"As you wish."

"However, I must warn you: from my observation, there is an anomaly in the direction of Tianzhou."

"Your Central Land might still not escape utter destruction."

Grandmaster Xingyuan's expression shifted, but he quickly regained his composure:

"This junior understands!"

"Please make your move, Senior!"

A soft sigh emanated from the sleeping quarters.

"Very well."

On the battlefield.

Observing the four sages charging fearlessly to their deaths, the Central Tribal Emperor's expression was indifferent:

"Courage changes nothing."

"Kill them."

The seven Giant Emperors and the Ten Evils of the Central Land beside him promptly moved.

Eighteen against four would be a battle over in an instant.

The leader of the Inferior Sages, the Inferior Sage of Two Calamities, shook his head: "A thousand years have passed, and they are still this foolish."

"I will personally send them on their way!"

He took a step forward, and destructive, law-governed power surged like a tsunami.

The other Nine Evils of the Central Land also let out sinister sneers:

"Qingtian, you earned boundless hatred when you killed Sword Venerable Beixuan back then. Now it's our turn to reap some hatred."

It turned out that the leader of the Ten Evils of the Central Land was Sage Qingtian.

Qingtian, as the name suggests, signifies clear heavens and bright earth.

He was supposed to be a sage who purged evil, yet now he had become the Central Land's greatest sinner.

It was, undeniably, ironic.

Inferior Sage Qingtian said hoarsely, "Alright, you may proceed."

However, before the Nine Evils of the Central Land could even make a move, the Slumbering Giant Emperor spoke chillingly:

"The ten of you stand down!"

"We Giant Emperors will have our fun first!"

His hateful gaze swept past the four sages, settling menacingly on the Great Libationers of Taicang Great Province, and also on Jiang Fan.

His face contorted savagely: "I told you I'd make you regret this!"

"Now, watch closely as our Giant Emperors brutalize your sages!"

"Hahahahaha..."

Eight blazing golden suns moved in unison.

Eight against four, it was still a one-sided slaughter!

Meanwhile, the Nine-Sun Giant Emperor was rapidly descending, remotely locking onto the Great Libationers and preventing them from offering aid.

They could only watch helplessly as the Central Land's four great sages met a tragic end under the Giant Emperors' siege!

The Central Land's darkest hour had arrived!

Just as the four sages of the Central Land clashed with the Giant Emperors.

From the direction of Wenhua Academy, hoofbeats suddenly echoed.

It was clearly the most ordinary sound, yet each hoofbeat seemed to land directly on everyone's heart.

Whether they were in the Spirit Transformation realm or the Sage realm.

Whether they had experienced one calamity or two.

A shiver of dread spread from the depths of their souls to their very skin.

The ferocious Giant Emperors all halted, their massive vertical eyes peering into the distance with apprehension.

The descending Nine-Sun Giant Emperor suddenly stopped.

His raised head, with its nine suns, rotated vigilantly.

The four sages also stopped abruptly, looking back with surprise and apprehension.

The imminent decisive battle came to a sudden halt amidst the unhurried hoofbeats.

It was like pouring ice into a pot of boiling water.

The world grew terrifyingly silent.

Everyone was struck with dread by the hoofbeats, not daring to even breathe.

Jiang Fan swallowed quietly, his heart full of surprise and doubt as he looked towards Wenhua Academy.

What was that?

When did Hunyuan Province come to possess such a transcendent being?

Was it from the Central Land's side, or had the Heavenly Realm placed it there in advance?

Amidst the world's tranquility.

The hoofbeats grew clearer and clearer.

A stretch of blood-red clouds gradually appeared at the horizon.

Gradually, the entire sky turned crimson.

Even their battlefield was illuminated with a fiery red glow.

Finally, the entire sky was stained with blood!

The blood-red light eclipsed the golden radiance on the Giant Emperors' bodies, plunging the world into a blood-red hue.

And finally, everyone saw clearly what the so-called blood-red clouds truly were.

It was not clouds at all.

But a surging sea of blood!

In an instant.

The sky was like a sea, and the earth like blood!

The rumbling hoofbeats, treading in the sea of blood, exploded like thunder from the ninth heaven, causing the entire Hunyuan Province to tremble!

Until the hoofbeats arrived above the battlefield, everyone was shaken by the thunderous sound, swaying uncontrollably.

The four sages of the Central Land, the Eight Emperors of the Heavenly Realm, and the Ten Evils, who had all ascended into the air, were knocked back down to the ground.

It seemed as if no living being was permitted to transgress the heavenly might within the sea of blood.

Hnch—

Several heavy snorts from an unknown beast's nostrils were heard.

The thick, dense sea of blood was snorted open, revealing the supreme being within.

That was a black dragon.

No, it was nine black dragons!

They were bound by rusty, mottled dark chains, pulling an ancient bronze war chariot behind them.

The chariot itself was stained with ancient, unknown blood, bearing dreadful residual marks.

The beaded curtain on the chariot window gently swayed.

An elderly man, clad in black armor with a grizzled beard, sat cross-legged inside.

His eyes were slightly closed, his face serene, yet he exuded a quiet, awe-inspiring power, like a raging tiger capable of devouring the heavens.

He seemed like an old commander who had led countless beings and endured a world-ending war.

Gulp—

The Slumbering Giant Emperor subconsciously swallowed, producing a faint sound.

Yet, in the deathly silent world, the sound rang out clear as a bell.

The old commander's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were dry like ancient wells, devoid of much luster, appearing as if he were on the verge of death.

However, when he cast a side glance through the chariot curtain to gaze down at the earth.

The ground of Hunyuan Province directly exploded, revealing a nine-colored world barrier!

This was merely a single glance!

The vast battlefield fell into a deathly silence; everyone was utterly terrified.

Above the azure sky.

The Nine-Sun Giant Emperor let out an urgent, almost panicked cry:

"He's a peak Sage of Three Calamities!"

"No, that's not right!"

"He's a Saint suppressing his realm!!!"

"Flee!"

Uttering the last word, the Nine-Sun Giant Emperor shot skyward, fleeing towards the Heavenly Realm!

The nine suns on his forehead spun rapidly.

Before a Saint, sages were merely like specks of dust.

The Central Tribal Emperor's expression changed drastically, and he decisively fled in another direction.

The Slumbering Giant Emperor and the others also showed expressions of terror, scattering and fleeing in all directions.

Merely his appearance had sent the Giant Emperors fleeing in disarray!

The old commander's gaze, indifferent, turned towards the Nine-Sun Giant Emperor:

"I intended to be quiet."

"But you are far too boisterous."

Clip-clop—

The nine black dragons began to stride, pulling the bronze war chariot as they charged towards the Nine-Sun Giant Emperor.

Simultaneously.

The old commander glanced through the chariot window at the few Giant Emperors who were a beat too slow and still within his sight.

Poof, poof, poof—

The next moment, their massive bodies exploded without any warning.

Turning into golden-glowing blood mist that spread across the world.