The Prodigies War

Chapter 1355 The Aura of an Emperor?

Blood rained heavily.

Looking up from the ground, the vast sky had long been covered by thick, dazzling blood-colored lights.

It was a gruesome red!

Waves of weeping and sobbing that sounded like the wailing of demons and lamentations of sages echoed endlessly. It was like a song of mourning.

The fighting continued unabated. The Dao Endless Pagoda rotated above Lin Xun’s head while he was enveloped in magnificent golden light. He was akin to a divine being who did not belong to this world.

He fought fiercely under the dome of heaven, clothes billowing around him. His bravery was unparalleled! He was facing off against a group of saints!

His invincible stance stunned Ye Jiuxiao, Xiao Bugui, and Wei Zangyun, their hearts churning like the turbulent sea.

No one expected that even Mister Miaoxuan from the Divine Apparatus Pavilion could not stop him.

Or perhaps, they never imagined that Lin Xun could single-handedly slaughter so many saints!

Unbelievable!

Boom!

On the battlefield, Yu Xiu from the Omega Sword Sect roared like a startled beast and bolted frantically.

At this point in the battle, he truly felt terrified and helpless.

To his despair, he had attempted to escape several times, but this side of the world had long been enveloped by a terrifying power and prevented him from activating the teleportation art!

This time, it was no exception.

Before long, he stumbled backwards from the force of Lin Xun’s fist, violently coughing up blood.

“Who the hell are you!?”

His eyes were bursting with anger.

The other saints also had the same question.

When the battle started, they thought that Lin Xun only borrowed the power of a saint and that it would not last long. Thus, they were confident and sure of victory.

But now, they realized there was a problem. In terms of cultivation level, Lin Xun was no different from an ant in their eyes.

But the power he borrowed could not possibly belong to the Saint Stage, nor the Big Saint or Saint-King Stage! contemporary romance

Boom!

Lin Xun did not answer him. He did not bother to talk. His expression was frighteningly cold. He controlled the Nameless Pagoda and launched it from the air.

Like a Buddha throwing an elephant!

Rumor had it that in ancient times there was a saint Buddha called Kassapa. He wandered the starry sky when an elephant as huge as a sacred mountain blocked his path. He lifted the elephant with perfect ease and tossed it like a stone!

This was regarded as a supreme majestic power in Buddhism.

Lin Xun’s blow clearly had the same splendor. It was terrifyingly domineering, and even the sky seemed to have cracked in parts.

“No—! Save—me!” Yu Xiu screamed at the top of his voice, struggling wildly.

Even a Saint who shone as bright as the sun and the moon and lived as long as the sky and earth was no different from ordinary people in the face of death!

Boom!

The Nameless Pagoda descended, and Yu Xiu was obliterated into smithereens. His cry for help also abruptly ceased.

“Mister Miaoxuan, as an elder of the Divine Apparatus Pavilion, are you just going to watch the boy kill us all with some evil demonic power?”

One of the saints cried out, eyes reddening.

It was undoubtedly a request for help!

In the distance, Mister Miaoxuan was sitting silently in the air and writing on the Annals of History with the Spring Autumn Brush: “Subsequently, Yu Xiu of the Omega Sword Sect was executed. So far, six saints have perished today.”

Seeing this, everyone’s heart sank. They realized that Mister Miaoxuan had decided to stay out of the matter!

“Kill!”

“Together!”

The risk of death ignited the Saints’ fighting spirit. They were like a group of trapped beasts.

They knew that fleeing was futile. This side of the world was already under Lin Xun’s control!

Yu Xiu had attempted to escape several times, but he still failed repeatedly and was killed in the end.

“I already told you all that no one can escape today!” Lin Xun’s voice was ice-cold.

He wanted to kill every single one of the old bastards that called themselves saints and deter anyone else from touching him again!

Ever since he came to the Ancient Wasteland Domain, whether it was in the West Infinity World or the East Victory World, he had been looked down on, suppressed, and hunted down by the ancient orthodoxies...

At that time, he knew he was too weak so he tolerated them!

But now, he could no longer tolerate everything!

After ten years in the Supreme Realm, not only had his state of mind changed, but he had also set his sights much higher. In addition, he possessed more terrifying grand dao power and all sorts of trump cards.

If he continued to be as tolerant and forgiving as before, what was the difference between him and a coward being ridiculed by the world?

Kill!

Lin Xun’s long hair fluttered in the air. His bearing turned superior and lofty, and his aura grew increasingly intimidating and menacing.

If he wanted the enemy to change their attitude, then the only way was to slaughter them until their liver ruptured and the mere mention of his name made them tremble with fear!

Kacha!

Before long, a saint had his chest smashed open. He unleashed a shrill roar before he was obliterated in midair by the Nameless Pagoda.

Saints who were hiding in the dark in the distance scampered like frightened rabbits. They panicked and did not dare to stay any longer.

Even if they were only spectating, they were all chilled to the core, terrified by the overwhelming destructive power that Lin Xun displayed.

“Run!”

“The situation can’t be reversed...”

“Ah!”

Voices of frustration, reluctance, and helplessness sounded in the dark. Saints who never showed up on the battlefield fled without hesitation.

If they did not leave now, then they likely could never leave.

This was because only two saints were still standing on the battlefield. Once Lin Xun got rid of them, it would be their turn!

However, they felt an indescribable feeling of shame and suffocation at the thought of themselves fleeing for their lives because they were scared of a junior.

But given the situation, they knew they could not wait any longer!

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The space rippled, and silently, the saints fled far away.

Noticing this, Ye Jiuxiao and the others, who were on guard against them, could not help but sneer. Have they been scared off? How embarrassing!

Meanwhile, Mister Miaoxuan once again put his brush to the Annals of History. “The Saints hiding in the dark are frightened and unnerved; their fighting spirits have collapsed, and they fled in panic. This is an unprecedented spectacle and a comical sight that is going to be laughed over by future generations.”

After writing this, Mister Miaoxuan heaved an inward sigh of relief.

In truth, he was still a little apprehensive, not because he was afraid of Lin Xun’s strength, but because he was frightened by his murderous nature.

If he was allowed to continue the killing spree, then an unknown number of saints would have fallen today!

Fortunately, although it was shameful and embarrassing for the saints to flee, they still escaped death and would not put themselves in danger.

Mister Miaoxuan was even certain that the escaped saints would never dare to take action against Lin Xun for the rest of their lives.

This was his deterrent power!

Today’s matter had made them forget their reputations and flee for their lives. This indicated that they were truly afraid, and that fear would forever haunt them like a shadow in their hearts, constantly reminding them that if they wanted to kill Lin Xun, they first had to consider the risk of being killed.

“Can you let me go?”

On the battlefield, a Saint’s face was twisted with despair.

Pu!

Lin Xun’s expression did not change in the slightest. He drew upon all his strength and thrust his palm to eliminate his opponent.

“You are just making yourself an enemy of the entire Ancient Wasteland Domain! No one will tolerate a bloodthirsty murderer like you living in this world!” The last standing Saint, Shang Ye from the Sea Soul Clan, screamed her lungs out like she had gone crazy.

“So what if the whole world is my enemy? Anyone who stands in my way will be killed!” As his indifferent voice sounded, Lin Xun summoned the Nameless Pagoda.

He was as cold and apathetic as if he was devoid of emotions. His strong and resolute stance sent a chill down Xiao Bugui and the others.

They all realized that it was a nightmare for anyone to become Lin Xun’s enemy!

In the end, Shang Ye was also killed on the spot.

Before she died, she cursed Lin Xun manically as though he was a demon bringing disaster to the world.

Unfortunately, the curse was very weak and did not affect Lin Xun at all.

A thick stench of blood pervaded the air, and the scarlet blood of the Saint sprinkled endlessly across the world

No more Saints were left!

Everyone who had encircled Lin Xun had been slaughtered. Not a single person managed to escape the fate.

Xiao Bugui and the others stared at the battlefield in a daze like they were dreaming. As Saints, they had seen much of life.

But this scene still made their minds wander. It felt too unreal!

Who would have imagined that a youngster at the seventh longevity stage could break out of the encirclement of a group of Saints and even slaughter every single one of them?

So terrifying!

In the sky, Lin Xun had no time to compose his emotions because an extremely terrifying aura was sweeping towards him from a very far away place.

That aura was so unbelievably strong that Lin Xun felt a sense of panic!

“Run!”

Before he recovered from the shock, everything before him seemed to blur. With a swish of his sleeve, Mister Miaoxuan took him away from the area.

Rumble!

The next second, boundless dao light suddenly appeared in the air, condensing into an imposing, stern-looking face. His eyes were as vast as the starry sky, and there seemed to be visions of a changing universe flickering in the depths.

He scanned the area and uttered coldly, “The aura of an Emperor, no wonder...”

The voice contained a hint of bitterness.

Eventually, his eyes landed on Xiao Bugui, Ye Jiuxiao and Wei Zangyun. “If you have the chance tell Lin Xun that when the war of the nine domains begins, if I don’t see him fighting in the frontline of the battlefield to atone for his sins then I will come kill him!”

The voice was like a decree of a ruler—cold and ruthless.

Boom!

Immediately, the majestic face dissipated into billowing light and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Xiao Bugui and the others broke out in cold sweat.

Even if they were Saints, the appearance of that majestic face still brought a suffocating oppressive feeling to them.

After a long while, Xiao Bugui took a deep breath and asked, “An Emperor?”

“If he’s not an Emperor, then he has to be a Saint-King. His true form did not show up, but the aura is already unthinkably terrifying.”

Ye Jiuxiao’s voice was low.

“I know him.”

Wei Zangyun mumbled absentmindedly as if he couldn’t believe it. Only after a while did he say aloud, “Do you know Bai Yujing?”

Ye Jiuxiao and Xiao Bugui both furrowed their brows. How would they not know about Baiyujing—the name of a province in the Ancient Wasteland Domain?

The Omega Sword Sect occupied that province.

“I’m talking about the name of a person...” Wei Zangyun said with a complex expression.

Ye Jiuxiao and Xiao Bugui froze and gasped audibly.