Chapter 724: Starry Sky Explodes, Slaying the Saint

Outside Earth, in space.

Inside the Black Sword Imperial Dynasty's war fortress, several saints were drinking tea, quite composed, because they were very confident that no one could stop them this time.

Everything had been prepared. A vast net had been cast. Outside the solar system, supreme powerhouses lay in wait, and vital cosmic pathways were guarded by ultimate experts.

This time, even if the Saint Master arrived, they would meet a bitter end and find it difficult to escape. In this battle, they intended to achieve complete success and eliminate all potential threats!

The eleventh-ranked ancient land of life, still deluding itself with revival and hoping to create the strongest evolutionaries again? "Impossible," they sneered. "How could we permit such a thing to happen?"

Even in ancient times, when this planet was among the highest-level evolutionary civilizations, it was still slaughtered into desolation by them, leading to an age of barrenness that lasted for many eras.

"Come, friends, try this divine tea. It's excellent. It was harvested in ancient times from the planet beneath our feet. Ah, unfortunately, when we transplanted the mother plant to our own planet, it didn't grow very well, and the yield is very low."

The old man wearing a bronze mask spoke, inviting them to taste the tea. The leaves in the teacups were exceptionally crystalline, of various colors, and emitted brilliant, sacred light.

"Excellent tea!" the Dark Saint nodded.

Another man, wearing a ghost-face mask, also nodded and said, "Hmm, the planet beneath us still has divine medicines and divine trees. Back then, we didn't have time to harvest them because an unexpected event occurred – Purgatory reappeared, forcing us to retreat in a hurry. This time, we won't miss out!"

"Yes, and there are still some inheritances and various medicinal fields in the famous mountains, all very good."

At this moment, they were already discussing how to divide the opportunities and fortunes on Earth, and even allocating the famous mountains!

Meanwhile, they received a report that the ongoing hunting operation in the starry sky was highly effective. A total of sixty-nine heads had been sent back, all belonging to members of the Demonic Ox, Mountain Tortoise, and other tribes.

"People who choose the wrong side will be punished," one said. "We didn't move against you back then because the time wasn't right. The Saint Master and a few others were still a lingering menace in the world. Now, finally, they will be completely dealt with."

"Later, I'll treat everyone to roasted whole ox, a saint-level one!" the man with the ghost-face mask said, clearly indicating he intended to target the Demonic Ox tribe's saints in the future.

"You can leave such tasks to us, the Heaven Stabbers; we're willing to take them on," the Dark Saint said, his laughter chilling.

At this moment, in the starry sky, blood splattered. Gold-medal seed-level figures among the Dark Hunters were in action, competing to hunt down evolutionaries from over a dozen specific tribes.

*Clang!*

A master from the Mountain Tortoise tribe, despite his incredibly high defense, was ultimately sliced open by a greatsword that split his shell. He was cut in half, blood gushing out, and died a violent death.

"You demons, why are you killing us without reason? Even if our ancestors were close to Earth's evolutionaries in ancient times, that shouldn't doom their descendants, right?" A young Mountain Tortoise evolutionary's eyes were bloodshot.

Unfortunately, after a brief exchange, he was beheaded with a single sword strike!

"Why? My tribe wasn't involved in this, you executioners!" An old man of the Demonic Ox tribe roared, staggering back while clutching his grandson's corpse, covered in blood, his eyes wide with fury. "I'll fight you to the death!"

In the distance, evolutionaries from other tribes were also screaming. This was the sight that Great Black Ox witnessed, and his blood immediately boiled, his eyes turning red.

"Fire!" he roared.

At this moment, both he and Yellow Ox could transform into human forms, their slicked-back hair turning wild and flying wildly, and fire blazing in their eyes.

*Rumble!*

At this moment, the Demonic Ancestor's relic, the great cauldron, was reviving and activating. Simultaneously, a mechanical voice warned them to retreat three zhang (approx. 9 meters).

With a hum, within three zhang, a curtain of light formed. Within it, the great cauldron became crystal clear and translucent, with countless order symbols appearing on its surface.

Finally, the mouth of the cauldron became dazzling, as all the symbols gathered there, forming a surging sea of runes, intensely churning and tempestuous.

*Boom!*

Finally, a loud bang erupted, leaving Great Black Ox, Ouyang Feng, and Yellow Ox's minds blank, shaken by an inexplicable aura.

Fortunately, the Demonic Ancestor's Cauldron was very precise. Even though it was terrifyingly powerful and capable of instantly killing countless evolutionaries at their level, it caused no harm.

This was because the energy was highly concentrated, with no trace of order symbols leaking out. All of them flew out from the cauldron's mouth, forming a beam of light that shot towards the outer domain.

In an instant, the Immemorial Mountain, perpetually devoid of sunlight, had the grey mist shrouding its sky dispersed. Sunlight, a rare sight, finally streamed down, while a monstrous demonic light surged upwards!

Outside Immemorial Mountain, people like Northeast Tiger, Wu Qifeng, and Old Lama were all stunned. They all gazed up at the sky, utterly petrified.

The beam of light was terrifying, with densely packed runes coalescing. It was like a true dragon soaring into the sky, or a silver waterfall flowing backward, blasting towards the starry void.

"Oh dear, oh dear, this old donkey's heart is pounding, I want to howl, I can't bear it! What's going on?!"

At this moment, not just those on Earth, but even those in the outer domain fell silent. Everyone was terrified, their hearts trembling, and their souls quivering.

However, their safety wasn't directly threatened. It was merely an instinctive realization that something terrifying was unfolding.

Inside the Black Sword Imperial Dynasty's war fortress, the saints were still drinking tea, discussing and planning to divide the famous mountains and various fortune-filled ruins on Earth.

Suddenly, they felt a terrifying aura, like impending doom. Their hair stood on end, their scalps tingled, and their backs grew cold. They all leaped up and tried to flee outwards.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Even as they sensed the danger, and the beings in the outer domain were filled with extreme terror, the light beam, ejected from the Demonic Ancestor's Cauldron, had already arrived and surged into the dark war fortress.

That cauldron was too mysterious; the order symbols it blasted forth were boundlessly terrifying. The beam was only perceived when it was close enough to almost trigger a disaster capable of slaying saints!

The Black Sword Imperial Dynasty's war fortress, a super saint-level artifact a hundred li (approx. 50 km) long and wide, directly exploded. This sight shook the starry sky; the light it emitted was too dazzling, startling the entire world.

Firelight formed from order symbols instantly engulfed the area, and massive explosions erupted one after another.

Space itself was annihilated, and countless fragments were flung outwards!

Agonized screams echoed.

This scene stunned the entire cosmic star sea.

At this time, the "Heavenly Eyes" of various organizations, such as the Primal Beast Platform and the Black Blood Platform, were monitoring the dynamics near Earth, capturing this scene truly and clearly.

Any concealment in the void was useless now; the war imperial city was blasted out and appeared before the screens!

In an instant, countless people were profoundly shocked, feeling numbness from head to toe; this sight was simply too terrifying.

It's important to know that this was a super saint-level artifact, far superior to ordinary saint weapons, with astonishing defensive capabilities. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to break.

Unless an expert at the "Illuminating Heavens" level made a move, or a peak saint launched a fatal blow.

Otherwise, how could it possibly be destroyed?

Especially since it was hidden in the void, in the most advantageous position.

But now, before everyone's eyes, this super saint-level artifact, a hundred li long, was blasted apart, like a colossal fireworks display exploding outside Earth, brilliant yet terrifying.

Agonized screams echoed, but they weren't from inside the war fortress; they came from the assassins hidden nearby.

Tens of thousands of Dark Hunters had come to Earth upon command. Ninety percent of them were inside the imperial city. At this moment, they didn't even have a chance to groan before they exploded, turning into blood mist, which was then vaporized.

The scene was too horrific to behold. Over nine thousand assassins, armed with greatswords, had been quietly awaiting orders to attack Earth, but now almost all had died tragically.

Another ten percent of the force was scattered nearby, operating in the starry sky. It was these individuals who were now screaming, as the terrifying explosion of the saint-level artifact reached them.

This ten percent, roughly a thousand people, fell like dumplings, disintegrating with crackling sounds, turning into blobs of blood mist.

This spectacle was truly too tragic and horrifying.

It's worth noting that among these individuals were many masters, not a few at the 'Golden Body' level, and even some close to 'Sub-Saint' power, yet all met the same fate during the super saint-level artifact's explosion.

When these scenes were captured by the Primal Beast Platform, Black Blood Platform, and others, the entire starry sky was shaken, and everyone was silenced at that moment.

What kind of scene was this?

The Black Sword Imperial Dynasty was almost completely destroyed!

Tens of thousands of assassins! Every time they launched an expedition, they would annihilate a powerful evolutionary sect, often massacring an entire planet. They were synonymous with bloodshed and terror.

Yet today, they were reduced to dust in history, annihilated by a single blow.

Even their super saint-level imperial city was destroyed. All their elites, over ten thousand people, were slaughtered in one strike. What could possibly be left of them?!

Finally, screams came from within the shattered war fortress. Some had not died and were desperately trying to break free, but the light beam that flew from Earth was too terrifying, composed entirely of order symbols, and it was still pouring down, showing no signs of stopping.

"Who is it? Show yourself!"

The Dark Saint was roaring and wailing. His lower half was gone, and his upper body was bloody and horrific to behold. Furthermore, his right arm was missing, with white bone fragments protruding.

As for his body, it was covered in wounds, his black robe long gone. He was a disheveled old man, his face obscured by grey hair. His eyes were filled with venomous hatred, and he roared in anger, trying to surge outwards.

At this moment, his left arm also exploded, turning into blood mist, shredded by the order symbols. This was because he had used that arm to clear a path, attempting to disperse the surrounding order symbols, but it was destroyed in turn.

The old man who had worn the bronze mask was wailing in immense pain, for his remaining small portion of a body was riddled with bloody holes. After being struck by that light, he was almost instantly killed.

At this moment, many in the starry sky gasped, utterly astonished, recognizing his identity after his bronze mask was gone: he was indeed a saint of the Celestial Race!

Ultimately, he disintegrated, turning into a bloody stain, completely exploding at that spot, body and spirit utterly annihilated.

Slaughtering a Saint!

Such a thing happened right before everyone's eyes!

A middle-aged man wearing a ghost-face mask was howling as his mask shattered, revealing his true face. Black mist then enveloped his entire body, churning to protect himself as he tried to escape alive.

But the next moment, he too exploded. Having been struck by the light earlier, he was already on the verge of death. He had desperately clung to life, trying to escape, but ultimately failed.

"He's a saint from the Nether Race!" someone exclaimed in shock.

Inside the war fortress, those saints were screaming and dying tragic deaths. The fall of saints was occurring!