LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 778
Ten thousand years have passed, and they finally saw that man again!
In an instant, the sense of impending doom vanished without a trace, replaced by a surge of confidence as if there was something to rely on, unafraid of any threat!
It was once like this, and it still is!
Because this man is synonymous with invincibility!
“It’s you!”
Xueyan instantly recognized his identity, every muscle in his body tensed to the extreme, as if facing a formidable foe.
He felt Ye Junlin’s state was strange; on the surface, he seemed only to be a Saint King, but he exuded an overwhelming aura that could dominate the heavens and the earth, making even him feel a bit like kneeling in submission!
What’s going on?
Xueyan felt a bit uncertain, but thinking of his current state, he forced himself to calm down!
What’s there to fear?
At worst, it’s a fight to the death!
After all, Xueyan was completely confident that with his abilities, he could at least challenge a top-tier powerhouse like the Yuzhu Clan Leader!
“To deal with my Kunlun Realm, you Nine Nether really went all out this time, but unfortunately, you’re destined to fail.”
Ye Junlin casually strolled forward, steadily closing the distance to Xueyan.
As the silver-haired youth approached, Xueyan instinctively tensed up. Not wanting to show weakness, his eyes flashed fiercely, deciding to strike first!
Boom!
A vast blood-colored sound wave erupted from his mouth, a force so overwhelming that even the celestial bodies trembled.
Hearing this piercing howl, Hong Qianye and Li Wujie were shaken to their core; this attack was utterly insurmountable in their current state!
Yet, they didn’t even flinch, standing their ground, confident they wouldn’t take any damage, and the reason was simple.
Because their Master had already shielded them behind him!
[Beep, detected that the host is facing an attack from a Saint Ancestor-level Nine Nether enemy, triggering the passive effect of becoming stronger when encountering strong foes, gaining the cultivation level of Saint Ancestor level ten!]
The system notification chimed.
Ye Junlin’s aura soared like an angry dragon, rising from Saint King Realm to the perfection of Saint Ancestor Realm!
Reaching this level, the rules of the Saint Path in the world completely became his own, standing at the pinnacle of the immortal path like a never-dying ancestor of the Saint Path!
Then, he raised his hand and lightly waved, instantly dispersing the vast power of the sound wave.
“You!” Xueyan felt like he was struck by lightning, his eyes wide with disbelief as a chill crept down his back.
Ye Junlin’s lips curled into a teasing smile, “Killing you is as easy as flipping my hand.”
With that, he reached out.
In an instant, the quasi-imperial grade Sacred Intent erupted!
Xueyan felt his scalp tighten with fear; in his vision, Ye Junlin merely extended a hand, a move that seemed straightforward, but inexplicably brought a tremendous sense of pressure.
It felt like a giant reached out its massive hand to grab a tiny fly before it!
The fly couldn’t resist, only waiting for it to happen!
“Run!”
That thought flashed through Xueyan’s mind.
He knew he was no match for Ye Junlin, flapping his wings wildly to retreat. His speed was at the peak level of Saint Ancestor Realm, so he was quite confident about escaping.
After all, if he couldn’t win, couldn’t he at least run away?
Holding onto that thought, Xueyan abandoned the idea of revenge and desperately tried to flee Kunlun Realm.
But unfortunately.
He had no chance!
Swish~
A golden hand traversed the endless void, radiating the terrifying imperial aura that suppressed all realms, forcibly grabbing this blood-sucking creature back.
“Ugh…”
Xueyan cried out in horror, struggling desperately, but it was futile; his power seemed trivial under that golden hand.
As a being whose strength was extremely close to a top-tier powerhouse, he was played with like a toy by that young man, and the feeling of defeat was overwhelming, accompanied by deep despair and regret!
“The Master’s strength is so strong…” Li Wujie was dumbfounded, finding the scene before him unbelievable.
The enemy he had barely managed to contend with was treated like a mere bug in the hands of his Master!
“Normal. The Master has been in seclusion for ten thousand years, his strength must have greatly advanced.” Seeing the situation, Hong Qianye’s eyes flashed with ultimate shock, excitedly saying.
They didn’t even realize that Ye Junlin had unleashed quasi-imperial grade Sacred Intent, partly because their comprehension couldn’t reach that level, and partly because they couldn’t even notice it!
Quasi-imperial grade Sacred Intent was like stepping into a higher dimension, something of their level couldn’t perceive.
“Ye Tian Emperor, I was wrong, let me go, and I will never oppose Kunlun Realm again!” Xueyan, knowing fear, quickly begged for mercy.
“Do you think that’s possible?”
Ye Junlin smiled nonchalantly and suddenly tightened his grip.
“Ah…”
With a resonant bang, Xueyan was crushed by the golden hand, leaving not a single remnant behind, forever disappearing from this world.
To be fair, if Ye Junlin had merely mastered respect grade Sacred Intent, he might not have cleanly wiped out Xueyan; he would’ve needed some effort to thoroughly eliminate him!
However, with the quasi-imperial grade Sacred Intent in action, even a being with a terrifying self-healing ability like Xueyan couldn’t last even a single round under Ye Junlin’s dominance!
He was directly obliterated!
“Hiss~~~~”
Hong Qianye and Li Wujie drew in sharp breaths, looking at Ye Junlin with an expression as if he were a deity.
Their Master truly deserved the title; what they couldn’t achieve even after going all out, he accomplished effortlessly!
Simply absurdly strong!
As he slowly withdrew his hand, Ye Junlin gained a clearer understanding of the power he wielded now.
It was worth the wait of ten thousand years to attain this strength.
So worth it!
If others knew that Ye Junlin just took a simple nap to master the most coveted quasi-imperial grade Sacred Intent ever sought after in the Saint Ancestor Realm, they would surely be furious!
Where in the world can one find such a bargain?
Ye Junlin clasped his hands behind his back, looking at his two disciples with a gaze full of appreciation, saying, “During the time I was absent, you’ve worked hard.”
“Master!” Li Wujie snapped back to reality, wanting nothing more than to rush over and hug the young man’s leg.
“The disciple found it tough, but I missed you so much!” Hong Qianye was emotionally stirred, her cheeks flushed, unwilling to take her eyes off him for even a moment.
Ye Junlin’s voice was calm, his smile refreshing like spring breeze, “Ten thousand years, just a snap of the fingers; I’m so glad you’ve grown to this level. I truly did not misjudge you; you’re both remarkable.”
“Thank you for the praise, Master!”
Receiving the young man’s acknowledgment, Li Wujie and Hong Qianye’s eyes brightened, a massive warmth flooding their hearts, deeply moved.
“Now, it’s time to head to the next location.” Ye Junlin’s gaze flickered, his tone solemn.
The seventh zone, the last energy node of the Destruction Tower.
The Nine Nether alien races stationed there must be cleared out; otherwise, this war would not be over!