Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 675

“Impossible, the Ghost Blade Senior actually lost!” The Nine Nether Saints were in shock, terrified as if the sky had fallen.

The Ghost Blade Heavenly Saint gritted his teeth; if it weren’t for the Saint Tattoo absorbing most of the damage, he’d probably be a goner after that slash.

But the problem was, if he kept fighting, he would definitely die. He could only… choose to run!

It was embarrassing, but better to live to tell the tale than to die here, at least he could bring back news to Nine Nether, urging them to reassess the threat posed by the Celestial Court.

Thinking this,

the Ghost Blade Heavenly Saint’s eyes turned pitch black, the vital blood within him burning furiously as he cast a secret technique to vanish from the spot.

“Not good, he escaped!” Everyone exclaimed.

“Escape? Can he really?”

Ye Junlin sneered, instantly intercepting his path.

A sword struck from the west, the sword light reaching the heavens!

“Ah…”

The Ghost Blade Heavenly Saint wore a fearful expression as his body turned to ash under that beam of sword light.

Ye Junlin took the opportunity to summon the Human Sovereign Banner, absorbing his soul within, all about not wasting any souls.

“Wh-where am I…”

Inside the Human Sovereign Banner, the Ghost Blade Heavenly Saint was initially dazed, confusion creeping into his eyes. He remembered clearly that he had already died, so how could he end up in this bizarre place?

“Who are you three?”

The Ghost Blade Heavenly Saint saw three figures hovering not far away, a look of suspicion crossing his face.

These were three beings from the Bone Sword Clan!

In his sight, the three Bone Sword beings stood there like lifeless dolls, their eyes dull, hands hanging down, exuding a chilling aura.

Seeing this scene, an ominous premonition surged in the Ghost Blade Heavenly Saint’s heart.

Suddenly,

the entire space rippled with an eerie wave, and before he could react, it felt as if a force had shackled him, gradually erasing his memories, almost as if he was about to lose his very self.

“No, please no…”

The Ghost Blade Heavenly Saint despaired; this was crueler than death. The images in his mind froze on the last silver-haired figure, a deep sense of unwillingness and regret welled up inside him.

“It’s you…”

Moments later,

the Ghost Blade Heavenly Saint looked vacant, arms hanging limply, having utterly become a compliant soul slave.

This was the terror of the Human Sovereign Banner!

Once a soul entered here, no matter how great their ability, they couldn’t avoid the fate of being controlled!

Seeing the Ghost Blade Heavenly Saint obediently stay inside the Human Sovereign Banner, Ye Junlin revealed a satisfied smile.

He could sense that with the addition of this soul, the power of the Human Sovereign Banner had increased significantly.

Why not test it out now!

With the Ghost Blade Heavenly Saint dead, the remaining Nine Nether Saints were scared out of their wits, completely devoid of fighting spirit, scattering to escape.

After all, dozens of Saints were present, and if even one could make it out, it was a win; they didn’t believe Ye Junlin could wipe them all out!

“Naive!”

Ye Junlin sneered, swinging the Human Sovereign Banner violently, alongside a surge of terrifying black mist; the scene was quite frightening.

In an instant,

dozens of Nine Nether Saints exploded, their souls getting absorbed into the Human Sovereign Banner!

Everything happened so quickly that many cultivators didn’t have time to react. When they finally came to their senses, they were left horror-stricken, their expressions filled with fear.

What the hell?

He just swung that weird banner, and dozens of True Saints just died?

This is a bit over the top, right?!!

Seeing the influx of dozens of Saint-level soul slaves in the Human Sovereign Banner, Ye Junlin wore a radiant smile.

So satisfying!

Absolutely satisfying!

As more and more high-quality soul slaves were absorbed, the power of the Human Sovereign Banner would escalate exponentially!

By the time the moment was right, he could unleash a grand army of soul slaves, conquering the starry sky and dominating the universe!

At this moment,

the place fell into a deep silence.

Liu Huangshu had a look of suspicion, his eyes glued to the Human Sovereign Banner, confused as to where Ye Junlin had acquired such a thing.

“Friend Ye, that magic treasure of yours is incredible…” Xiang Jiba felt a chill in his heart, convinced that this treasure was exceptionally strange, even more potent than any divine artifact he had ever seen.

Ye Junlin found it amusing and said, “The crisis has been averted, aren’t you all happy?”

As soon as those words left his mouth,

everyone exchanged glances before bursting into cheers.

“Thanks to the Heavenly Emperor’s intervention, the alien races were suppressed, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable!”

“The Celestial Court’s leader is invincible! Ye Tian Emperor is invincible!”

The cultivators shouted excitedly.

This move undoubtedly boosted morale, filling them with a powerful sense of security, asserting that the Celestial Court was more than capable of protecting the Holy Realm and was unafraid of any external threats.

As for Tong Wudi, he just stared blankly at all this, feeling a mix of emotions he couldn’t articulate, bitterness flooding him.

So this was the gap between him and that man!

Thinking back to when he felt so confident after becoming a Saint, wanting to replace the other, it left him feeling absurd and pathetic.

“Lord Tong, are you alright?” Several Immortal Emperors approached to show concern.

Tong Wudi shot them a glare, “Call me the Unbeaten Saint Emperor! The Unbeaten Saint Emperor!”

“Y-yes, yes, yes…”

Supportive yet stunned, Tong Wudi suddenly felt a figure appear before him. Looking up, it was Ye Junlin, grinning playfully at him.

“Little Tong, still want to challenge me?”

Upon hearing this,

Tong Wudi immediately looked glum, “Returning to the Heavenly Emperor, I was just joking earlier…”

At this moment, he seemed like a submissive child, completely devoid of the earlier confidence.

Ye Junlin chuckled, “You said it.”

“Take him away to rest!”

“Understood!”

Ye Junlin found it quite entertaining to treat Tong Wudi as a bit of comic relief.

After all, he was the chosen one, currently the second strongest being, though if he were to step outside the Holy Realm, his combat power would drop a level…

Upon hearing the invader had been slain by Ye Junlin, cheers erupted from all across the Holy Realm. Countless cultivators were invigorated, repeatedly shouting about the Celestial Court’s leader being invincible, filling them with more hope for the future of the Holy Realm!

Meanwhile,

the higher-ups of Nine Nether were put on alert.

Because just moments ago, they received news that the life tokens of Ghost Blade Heavenly Saint and others had shattered, indicating they had encountered misfortune.

“What’s going on? Is the Immortal Realm some dangerous place? Why have all the Saints we sent out fallen one after another!?”

“Damn it, this doesn’t make any sense!”

“In that case, there must be something fishy going on in the Immortal Realm, and that Celestial Court leader isn’t as simple as we thought!”

“Thorough investigation! We must conduct a thorough investigation!”

Having suffered consecutive setbacks, Nine Nether realized something was amiss and rapidly sent people out to re-examine the Immortal Realm.

The result revealed that the Immortal Realm had completed its ascension stage, officially reaching the Holy Realm level!

This meant that the mastermind behind the destruction of this Nine Nether team was likely a local powerhouse from the Holy Realm!

“Good, we truly underestimated the natives of this world, who could achieve this!” a Nine Nether chief remarked maliciously.

“Since this world is the Holy Path World, we ought to formally mobilize an army of Saints without hesitation!”

“Exactly, the Saint agreement never included the Holy Realm, but rather the previous Immortal Realm. Thus, Nine Nether has every reason to act against the Holy Realm, no need to be as covert as before!”

“Kill! We must kill! Completely obliterate them! If we delay for another hundred thousand years, who knows, they might establish a powerful Holy Path World and become a formidable opponent of ours in Nine Nether!”

Inside Nine Nether, many voices filled with murderous intent rang out, their words laced with deep hatred, eager to crush the Holy Realm in order to avenge their past grievances.

Just imagine,

after countless years entangled with an old rival, only to find they not only hadn’t faltered but had actually grown stronger as their momentum escalated.

Thus, the upper echelon of Nine Nether felt a great sense of crisis from this. This crisis profoundly unsettled them, pushing them to urgently eliminate this threat before it could grow!