"Nine Yang..."
Yao Zixuan's face turned pale, her heart aching.
Chen Jiuyang coughed up blood repeatedly. The Martial Saint's power not only affected him superficially but also damaged his Martial Dao furnace.
"The power of the Human King Sword has not yet been unleashed. That is the true last resort, and it cannot be used unless I am close to the Old Village."
"Currently, I still have the 'Heaven's Will is Like a Knife' technique, and the divine abilities taught by Princess 'Shi Le' have not been used."
Chen Jiuyang let out a roar: "Past, future, now, no immortals!!!"
"Swish, swish, swish!!!"
The Martial Saint's power, which had been tearing Chen Jiuyang apart, instantly diminished. Such a divine ability was effective even against Great Sages like 'Meng Yi'. This was a forbidden divine ability at the immortal pháp level. Chen Jiuyang was wielding it by borrowing the power of Princess 'Shi Le'.
The expression of the peerless Martial Saint changed drastically: "There is such a forbidden divine ability! You court death!!!"
The might of a Martial Saint cannot be insulted.
He instantly surged forward, arriving before Chen Jiuyang. His massive arm swung out, directly attacking Chen Jiuyang.
Even with his cultivation aura suppressed, this was Martial Dao. With his Martial Saint physique alone, he could overwhelm Chen Jiuyang.
"This is the moment I've been waiting for!!!"
"Even if you are a Martial Saint, if you block my path, I will make you lose all face!"
Chen Jiuyang's face turned cold. The Yan Sheng Saber in his hand instantly erupted with terrifying and vast power: "Divine Ability—Heaven's Will is Like a Knife!!!"
"Rumble!!!"
Chen Jiuyang's signature divine ability, which had not been seen by everyone for a long time, suddenly appeared. With a single saber strike, it split the sky in two.
"Whoosh—"
Caught off guard, the peerless Martial Saint, suppressed by the 'Past, Future, Now, No Immortals' divine ability, was struck by the saber. His physical body was torn apart, and blood spurted out.
"Rumble!!!"
Every drop of the Martial Saint's blood splashed from the sky onto the ground below. Each drop could crush a great mountain, and each drop could evaporate a river.
"Brat!!!" The peerless Martial Saint was truly enraged. His dignified Martial Saint body had been wounded by a mere first-level Emperor Realm cultivator. What a profound humiliation!
"Divine Ability—Seal of the Gods Hegemonic Seal!!!"
The heavens and earth suddenly erupted. Similar to Chen Jiuyang's Eight Extremes Arrow Array, it appeared, intending to completely block the path of the long rainbow, trapping Chen Jiuyang like a turtle in a jar and grinding him to death.
A surging killing intent flashed in Chen Jiuyang's eyes: "I merely wished to retire, to not provoke enemies, and to live a peaceful life. Why..."
"Must you all force me!!!"
"Divine Ability—Myriad Races of the Mortal World, Fear Me as Heaven!!!"
"Rumble!!!"
Another aura of a heaven-defying divine ability appeared, instantly dispelling the peerless Martial Saint's divine ability.
"Divine Ability—Shatter Kunlun!!!"
Chen Jiuyang, coughing up blood, unleashed a powerful punch towards the peerless Martial Saint.
"Brat! How dare you be so presumptuous!!!"
The peerless Martial Saint roared, his eyes filled with shock and anger: "A mere Emperor Realm brat, relying on immortal pháp divine abilities, actually made him bleed and attack him first!"
It was like an ant provoking a human; under normal circumstances, a single finger would be enough to crush it!
"Boom!!!"
A punch struck the peerless Martial Saint, sending him flying. A hint of mockery flashed in Chen Jiuyang's eyes:
"Except for the fact that I am far ahead on the path to the celestial platform, if it were within the same realm, my combat power would be no more than this."
"Brat, you deserve to die!!!"
The peerless Martial Saint's eyes turned red with anger.
The two immediately engaged in close-quarters combat, fighting fiercely atop the long rainbow.
Behind them, Enfu, along with the Lotus Mother and others, watched with great alarm:
"What divine ability did this Chen Jiuyang use to fight on par with a Martial Saint? It's incredible!"
"Suppressing the Martial Saint's cultivation to the same combat realm, his physique not inferior to a Martial Saint. Is this the terrifying foundation of the perfected Qianyang Dao Body?"
With their current foundations, they likely could not push Chen Jiuyang to such a degree.
Although they were the top prodigies of their generation, compared to an unparalleled prodigy like Chen Jiuyang, who was constantly blessed with great fortune, they were still a step behind.
And that one step was enough to form a chasm.
The two continued to fight. As time passed, Chen Jiuyang was covered in wounds, and the Martial Saint also bore several injuries.
Meanwhile, their distance gradually approached the vicinity of the Old Village.
"Something's not right!!!" The peerless Martial Saint's eyes flashed with sharp light: "For this brat to use these two heaven-defying divine abilities and still fight me for so long, his power is definitely insufficient to sustain this. What medium did he use?"
His guess was correct. Chen Jiuyang's current strength was indeed insufficient to sustain the use of these two divine abilities for so long to resist and suppress the Martial Saint; it was Princess 'Shi Le's' hair.
"Soon, we will be close to the Old Village."
Chen Jiuyang's lips bled. In his line of sight, he could already see the river surface outside the terrifying forest of the Old Village.
"Alas."
At this moment, a strange sigh echoed through the heavens and earth, sending chills down Chen Jiuyang's spine and a surge of life-or-death crisis through his heart.
It was a feeling that truly blotted out the sun and obscured the sky, blinding him and preventing him from shifting his gaze.
Just the aura alone made one tremble!
"Martial... Dao... Great... Saint!!!"
Chen Jiuyang's teeth were grinding. This was his true fatal tribulation.
A hint of surprise flashed in the peerless Martial Saint's eyes: "Hahahaha, brat, how dare you, you actually managed to attract the attention of a Great Saint? Dying at the hands of a Great Saint is also your good fortune."
Martial Dao Great Saint, also known as Saint King.
Immediately, the peerless Martial Saint withdrew.
On the riverbank near the Old Village, stood a white-haired old man, his body crystalline, radiating immortal light. Beside him was someone Chen Jiuyang had not expected.
It was Chen Fengge, who had only one arm.
Chen Fengge, the sole survivor of the Chen family of Shu Mountain!
Years ago, Chen Fengge had an arm severed by Chen Jiuyang outside Yunxian Cliff, after which he disappeared. He had not been seen when the sixteen families of the Shu Mountain Holy Land were annihilated.
"Remnant of the Immortal Alliance!!!"
Why was there a terrifying existence at the Great Saint level?
Chen Fengge looked at Chen Jiuyang with icy eyes and respectfully said to the white-haired old man beside him: "I trouble you, Ancestor, to make a move to avenge the annihilation of my Chen family."
"Agreed."
The white-haired Great Saint merely raised his hand. Instantly, the colors of the heavens and earth changed, the world turned upside down. Chen Jiuyang felt his blood and pháp force unable to circulate. The few heaven-defying divine abilities instantly dissipated, and an icy, intense sense of death washed over him:
"...Am I to die here today?"
Suddenly, Chen Jiuyang felt very tired, and he felt that perhaps this was as far as he could go.
His eyes were filled with guilt as he looked at Yao Zixuan: "Zixuan, I'm sorry, I cannot fulfill my promise."
"Ri Yue, please escort her to the edge of the Old Village. Someone will come to pick her up."
"No!"