In the Imperial Nether Domain, Xiang Shaoyun was the absolute master. With a single thought, he could send countless chains out. With the strength of his saint soul, one would have no way of stopping his chains unless one was a peak Saint.
Whoosh!
Instantly, more than 10 Saints were squeezed to death. Only a few could protect themselves with their high-tier armor. Even so, it did not seem likely that they would be able to escape. Their strength had been suppressed too much.
Relying on his flame of extreme yang, Lu Wang, the peak sixth-stage Saint, managed to defend himself against the chains. He had thought that he would be able to defeat Xiang Shaoyun by burning his soul into nothingness.
However, Gui Qi’s soul attacks were almost impossible to defend against. Before Lu Wang could launch more attacks at Xiang Shaoyun, he felt like countless needles were stabbing into his brain. He was forced to protect his soul and could no longer focus on defending against Xiang Shaoyun’s chains. With that, he was tied up by the chains as well.
“You want to kill me? Both of us will die together!” Lu Wang was a decisive person. He knew that he couldn’t escape anymore, so he decided to self-detonate and kill both himself and Xiang Shaoyun.
Unfortunately for him, before he could even self-detonate, Xiang Shaoyun appeared beside him and threw a punch at his head.
Boom!
His head was smashed apart like a watermelon. Even his soul was destroyed by the force of the fist.
“Nobody can take this overlord’s life,” said Xiang Shaoyun while radiating thick bloodlust.
At this point, only three survivors were left in the Imperial Nether Domain. Xiang Shaoyun’s gaze landed on them, preparing to kill all three of them as well. But at this time, a powerful attack struck his Imperial Nether Domain, nearly blasting the domain apart.
Xiang Shaoyun could feel that his Imperial Nether Domain wouldn’t last against another strike of the same attack. A peak Saint was attacking him. He unhesitatingly withdrew his Imperial Nether Domain, allowing the three survivors to escape death.
Right after Xiang Shaoyun withdrew the Imperial Nether Domain, he saw someone controlling a lotus device to bombard him with extremely cold energy. The lotus device was an extremely powerful saint weapon. The energy it released could freeze even space.
The cold energy coupled with the countless icicles it could release was extremely destructive. No ordinary Saint could resist the attacks of such a device. It was one of the White Lotus Sect’s top saint weapons, and it was currently controlled by Dong Lian and Han Mei.
“Let’s see how you’re going to survive now,” said Beiming Tianpeng coldly.
The chill caused Xiang Shaoyun extreme discomfort. If he had been any slower, he would have been frozen into a chunk of ice. He wanted to first escape the area, but he found that his surroundings were completely sealed by numerous Saints. Not even escaping through the void was possible.
“Die, devil!” Dong Lian roared as she channeled her energy into the lotus device incessantly. With Han Mei’s assistance, the lotus device bloomed again and again as its frosty petals opened, sending an endless torrent of frost energy toward Xiang Shaoyun.
Despite the pressure he faced, Xiang Shaoyun showed no fear. He waved his arm, sending out a burst of devilish energy, manifesting a Nether Yin Gate before him. A powerful suction force erupted from the gate and dragged all the frost energy into it, protecting Xiang Shaoyun from all harm.
Roar!
At the same time, one nether yin devil after another walked out of the gate. Thick devilish energy spread in all directions as they appeared, radiating a powerful aura that alarmed all the Saints present.
“This is bad! Those are nether yin devils! Everyone, work together and kill them!” someone exclaimed in alarm.
“These nether yin devils are too terrifying! They all seem to be peak Devil Saints! Lord Wuqing, Lord Hua, Madam Yu, please stop them!” someone pleaded.
“We need to stop holding back. Let’s attack together. We can definitely exterminate all these devils,” suggested someone.
Not one of the Saints could maintain their calm any longer. The Nether Yin Gate and four nether yin devils had given them way too much pressure.
For nether yin devil summoners, the stronger one’s cultivation was, the stronger the summoned nether yin devils would be. At the Heavenly Snow Mountain, Xiang Shaoyun was capable of summoning nether yin devils at the Great Devil Saint Realm. Due to the destruction of his stars, his saint soul was barely capable of combat.
Thus, he could only rely on his main body, which was much weaker than his soul. Therefore, the nether yin devils he summoned this time were somewhat weaker than the ones he had summoned before, but they were still peak Devil Saints, not far away from being Great Devil Saints. For the Saints he was facing, these Devil Saints were already extremely powerful.
The four nether yin devils charged in four different directions, each aiming for a different opponent. They were fearless, overbearing, and powered by endless nether yin energy. They blasted apart the frost energy that had sealed space in the area before proceeding to attack the surrounding Saints.
On the lotus chariot, fear was finally visible on Beiming Tianpeng’s face. He looked at the three people on the chariot that had yet to make a move and said respectfully, “Please lend us a hand in exterminating the devil!”
The three were none other than Emotionless Sword Lei Wuqing, master painter and calligrapher Hua Ruren, and Madam Yu Huan. Lei Wuqing was a slim man with a cold and detached look. He might look young, but all his hair was white. Standing there while hugging the Emotionless Sword, his entire person looked like a sword. The moment he left his sheath, blood would flow.
Hua Ruren was a scholarly and handsome middle-aged man. His entire person radiated a refined and bookish aura while a smile constantly hung on his face, giving off an amiable and approachable impression.
Madam Yu Huan was an incredibly beautiful mature woman. She was dressed revealingly, showcasing her bare shoulders and arms, which looked as tender as the skin of a teenage girl. Any man’s heartbeat would accelerate upon seeing her.
All three of them were eighth-stage Saints. If they attacked with all their strength, they could even contend against Great Saints. They were also the strongest among all the Saints who had come to kill Xiang Shaoyun.
If even the three couldn’t defeat Xiang Shaoyun, then this devil extermination operation would be destined to fail.
