Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 401

“Let Ye Junlin become a Saint Envoy?

Take over the Kunlun Realm on behalf of the Bright Clan’s Saints?

They couldn’t accept the conditions put forth by Situ Yan.

Especially Senior Gou—he was stunned.

That’s a Saint!

An existence beyond the Immortal Emperor!

In the glorious times of the Kunlun Realm, there were only four, so you can imagine how powerful a Saint truly is.

And the Saint Envoy is the spokesperson for the Saint, every action representing the hidden Saint; in terms of status, it’s absolutely higher than that of an Immortal Emperor.

But the most chilling part was the ambition revealed in Situ Yan’s statement.

Clearly, the Bright Clan plans to swallow the entire Kunlun Realm!

“Saint?”

Ye Junlin raised an eyebrow.

Hearing this new term, he realized it must be a realm above the Immortal Emperor.

Interestingly, after realizing their plan had failed, they tried to use family resources to negotiate with him, hoping to pull him in.

“Featherbrain, you really don’t need to resort to this delaying tactic, do you?”

“It’s fine to fool others, but don’t fool yourself!”

Ye Junlin shook his head, preparing to swing his sword again.

Situ Yan was scared out of his wits, hastily pleading, “Your Excellency Ye Tian Emperor, what I said is true! I can make a solemn vow to ensure that if the Bright Clan descends upon the Kunlun Realm, I will strongly recommend you to the clan’s Saint as the Saint Envoy!”

He was genuinely terrified of dying, so he wanted to seize every opportunity to struggle.

Sure, begging a foe might be humiliating, but there was no other path to survival at the moment.

Moreover, given Ye Junlin’s immense strength and qualifications, if he were to recommend him to the clan’s Saints, the success rate would be nearly a hundred percent.

That said, Ye Junlin would have to willingly pledge loyalty to the Bright Clan and become their dog, leaving an unshakeable imprint on his Divine Soul!

That was the cost of becoming a Saint Envoy!

But Situ Yan thought, serving a Saint—it was a price worth paying, wasn’t it?

After all, across countless planets in the universe, beings who wished to become Saint Envoys were innumerable because it meant having a massive backing, no one daring to offend you, and getting to issue commands with excellent treatment.

In the Bright Clan, Saint Envoys were scarce, and for those powerful Saint-level experts, the status of their Saint Envoys could even surpass his as a direct member!

After all, these Saint Envoys were dispatched solely by the behind-the-scenes Saint, even disregarding the clan leader’s orders, truly obeying the call, not the pronouncement.

Thus, in Situ Yan’s view, the allure of this condition was absolutely immense.

If it weren’t for the life-or-death crisis forcing him to seek a way out, he wouldn’t want to give Ye Junlin this chance to rise.

“Don’t be foolish; do you think I care?” Ye Junlin dismissed it all, coldly slashing with his sword.

Swish!

The golden sword light split the sky, a massive Sword Qi soaring as if to pierce the heavens.

“You!”

Situ Yan was both shocked and furious—he never expected Ye Junlin to be so arrogant, even disregarding the Bright Clan’s offer.

Suddenly, he had a thought, gritting his teeth.

He grabbed the Order Ring, pouring all his strength into it, then hurled it down with all his might.

Swish!

The Order Ring transformed into a silver sun flying out, its surface crackling with fractures, an immensely terrifying aura of destruction spreading.

As a treasure of the Bright Clan, its self-detonation would unleash incredible destructive power.

In a moment of desperation, Situ Yan couldn’t care less; he thought to create some trouble for Ye Junlin while giving himself a bit more time to escape.

At the same time, Situ Yan flapped his pure white wings, madly burning his blood essence to invoke the clan’s flying secret technique and rushed away.

If he could escape this time, he vowed he wouldn’t show his face unless the Saint’s agreement was torn up and the Bright Clan had invaded Kunlun Realm—then, he’d liaise with his people, keeping his life safe. Why fight to the death?

Boom…

In an instant, the Order Ring exploded.

The terrifying explosion force rapidly spread, appearing like an ocean of thunder that seemed ready to engulf a radius of millions of miles, creating a doomsday scene devoid of life.

Crisp!

The golden sword light fell into the ocean of thunder, only stirring up faint ripples; it had some effect, but not much.

Realizing the unprecedented power of this attack, Ye Junlin began to get serious.

The Immortal Wheel floating behind him spun ten times instantly!

Soon, an immense wave of power surged from within, like millions of volcanoes erupting, and Ye Junlin’s imposing aura skyrocketed, covering everything.

His silver hair fluttered, his gaze like lightning; every inch of his skin radiated light—he appeared peerlessly powerful.

A true pinnacle above all!

Swish, swish, swish~

Ye Junlin reached the peak of his state, wielding his sword to unleash countless Sword Lights, each containing a terrifying Dao Sword Intent.

In an instant, the ocean of thunder, which could annihilate millions of miles and slay even Immortal Sovereigns, was enveloped by crisscrossing golden Sword Lights and began to crumble away piece by piece.

The visual impact was utterly shocking!

“Heavens, what power…”

The cultivators watching were filled with admiration.

“Master, that featherbrain escaped!” Li Wujie said, begrudgingly.

“This time he won’t get away.”

Before the words were out, Ye Junlin had already locked onto Situ Yan’s aura, using the Great Void Technique to teleport and intercept him.

Situ Yan thought he could slip away smoothly, but suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in the void before him, scaring him out of his mind, forcing him to hit the brakes and halt abruptly.

“Surprised? Didn’t see this coming, did you?”

Ye Junlin stood in mid-air with his sword, a playful smile on his face.

Situ Yan’s heart raced with fear and despair, almost losing control as he shouted:

“Ye Junlin! Why must you go to such extremes? You think killing me will protect this world? Mistaken! Utterly mistaken!”

“Our invasion of the Kunlun Realm is still in its early stages; thanks to the Saint’s agreement, the Saints from the major worlds won’t act against you. But if it drags on, this agreement will be torn apart, and those Saints will intervene personally! Even if the Heavenly Dao of the Kunlun Realm stands up in the end, it will ultimately be too weak to withstand the suppression!”

“When that time comes, without the protection of the Heavenly Dao, what will happen to all the beings in this world? You know deep down!”

“Calm down and think about the conditions I presented. If you’re willing to pledge loyalty to the Bright Clan and help them take over the Kunlun Realm early, you’d be a great contributor to my clan!”

“In a sense, you’d also be protecting the beings of the Kunlun Realm, right? Why fight to the death and risk mutual annihilation?”

“If I die, and the Kunlun Realm is breached, your outcome will be even worse—you’ll not only have harmed yourself but also dragged everyone down with you!”

Situ Yan’s mind raced, his survival instinct kicking in as he tried to sway Ye Junlin’s killing intent with desperate words.

To be honest, for those lacking strong convictions, they might actually be swayed by such talk.

From a broader perspective, the power of the Kunlun Realm was far too weak, akin to a piece of fat meat eyed covetously by various cosmic forces.

This was merely a game about resource distribution from start to finish.

Eventually, they might even tear each other’s masks off, directly sending Saints down to intervene for their ulterior motives.

If what Situ Yan said was true, then if they could yield to the Bright Clan sooner, perhaps they could spare the Kunlun Realm from greater invasions.

“Are you saying the Saints will make a move on the Kunlun Realm later?”

Ye Junlin’s smile was profoundly meaningful: “In that case, I hope they come in droves; you’re all warmly welcome!”

“What?”

Upon hearing this unexpected response, Situ Yan was left dumbstruck.

He thought Ye Junlin would feel uneasy, but instead, it was an extraordinarily eager reaction.

Every Saint could wipe out an Immortal Emperor with a snap of their fingers!

Even if you’re Ye Tian Emperor, the most powerful Immortal Emperor of ancient times, what could you possibly do against the Saints?

What’s more, the Kunlun Realm would soon face a team of Saints from various major worlds!

How dare you, Ye Junlin?!