Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 695

Witnessing this tragic scene, the Nine Nether warriors were filled with dread.

They realized this was a trap meant to lure them in!

After all, who knew there was such a powerful Formation Saint in this world, setting up a series of formations waiting for them to walk right into the net?

If they had known, they would’ve taken precautions and not opted for such an aggressive strategy!

But now, it was too late!

This fleet of holy ships was an important force within the Nine Nether Legion, and now it was almost wiped out. The losses were catastrophic for the overall situation.

“Damn it, how dare you toy with us! Who set up these formations? Show yourself!” roared Luo Man, the Nine Nether general, unable to contain his inner fury anymore.

Boom~

A terrifying Saint Aura surged like a raging river, sweeping across the heavens and the earth, far stronger than the combined might of everyone before him.

The laws of the Holy Realm trembled in fear, hiding away and not daring to utter a sound.

Because it could sense the immense power of this otherworldly being!

Luo Man, from the Asura clan, was at the pinnacle of Ancient Saint level, hailed as a grand prince within his clan with high status.

This time, he was tasked with leading an expedition against the Holy Realm, aiming for a completely dominating victory.

Yet ever since the army entered the Holy Realm, they had been on a continuous losing streak.

In contrast, the Celestial Court remained completely intact!

This was a stark contrast to the army he led, leaving him feeling as if he’d been struck on the head—dazed and confused!

Everyone’s hearts sank, their expressions serious.

Luo Man’s aura made them feel uneasy. The previous group of Nine Nether Saints seemed like mere pawns compared to him.

Ye Junlin’s gaze was filled with mockery, “I set it up. What’s it to you?”

Luo Man’s eyes pierced through the raging storms of thunder and fell on Ye Junlin, his gaze radiated a chilling intent as he spoke with heavy killing intent,

“So it was you!!!”

Aside from being the leader of the Nine Nether Legion, Luo Man also held an identity as a trusted aide under the clan leader Luo Wuliang. After the little princess incident, the clan leader had given him strict orders—to crush the Celestial Court and slay its master to vent the little princess’s anger!

Now, this culprit had cunningly set up a series of schemes, resulting in major losses for his holy ship army. Wasn’t this just a slap in the face?

Luo Man felt a wave of humiliation wash over him. With a mocking anger, he said, “You think these formations can stop us? You’ll soon understand that all this is futile! The outcome won’t change, and you’ll all die along with this world!”

Ye Junlin sneered, “Well then, you can give it a try. I want to see what else you’ve got.”

“Haha, let me show you the terrifying power of the calamity-level annihilation decree!” Luo Man stood tall atop a skeletal dragon, his battle knife raised high, his tone commanding:

“Pass down my orders! All troops, attack the Celestial Court!”

Booming~

Once left behind in the rear, rows of War Fortresses received the command and surged toward their target.

Each massive and towering War Fortress, akin to a beast of steel, raced through the sky, gathering densely in numbers to create an extremely terrifying scene.

Honestly, if the Immortal Realm hadn’t already transformed into the Holy Realm, even then, it wouldn’t have been able to accommodate such an overwhelming number of War Fortresses!

Moreover, each War Fortress was crafted from ultra-high-density Saint Iron, packed inside with a vast array of Saints, each led by a battalion of Ancient Saints, the most terrifying force within the Nine Nether Legion!

In an instant.

The howling winds roared, and the void shattered.

Countless figures burst forth from the fortresses, glowing in their entirety, like a hundred thousand suns blazing in the sky—a truly stunning spectacle!

“What…?” The Celestial Court crowd gasped in shock, their hearts racing.

It was simply because every single shadow that dashed out exuded an aura of Ancient Saint-level cultivation!

That vast Saint Aura overshadowed the realm, causing the entire world to lose its luster and dimmed all its brilliance.

Originally, those thunderous storms that could easily tear apart holy ships now seemed like mere breezes as the Ancient Saints traversed through them effortlessly, not needing to resist at all!

This scene left everyone astounded!

How strong were Ancient Saints?

To put it simply, even the most ordinary Ancient Saint could overpower a hundred thousand Celestial Saints with ease!

Compared to Celestial Saints, who had Saint Tattoos granting them power, Ancient Saints possessed a unique trait—they could condense Saint Intent!

The level of this Saint Intent directly affected their future, and its purpose was to blend into each move, unleashing far more terrifying power than before!

This was the superiority of being an Ancient Saint!

Theoretically, a small Holy Dao World could only birth one Ancient Saint at best; only in medium-sized Holy Dao Worlds would their numbers increase, but even then, it wouldn’t be many—at most in the hundreds.

Currently, this Nine Nether Legion boasted a shocking number of ten thousand Ancient Saints. Just imagining this was enough to instill despair!

This was the most terrifying aspect of the calamity-level annihilation decree.

Confronted with the combined assault of ten thousand Ancient Saints, any medium-sized Holy Dao World would face annihilation.

And what about a freshly developed world like the Holy Realm?

No wonder so many beings in the universe previously looked down on the Celestial Court, thinking it was courting disaster and seeking self-destruction. After all, the gap in strength was too immense; there was not a shred of suspense!

“See that? This is the gap. I admit that you Celestial Court have some skill, but it’s nowhere near enough to oppose my Nine Nether!” Luo Man stood tall, sneering.

The Celestial Court’s people fell silent, no one dared to rebut.

At this moment, all hope rested on that silver-haired youth.

Strangely enough.

Ye Junlin felt no panic; on the contrary, when he saw the appearance of these ten thousand Ancient Saints, his eyes glimmered with a fiery excitement, like a pauper spotting a mountain of gold, wanting to stuff it all into a sack…

“Great, great, great! This is exactly what I was waiting for!”

With that, Ye Junlin stepped forward, flashing away from the Celestial Court, and positioned himself right in front of these ten thousand figures.

But to the vast number of ignorant cultivators, his silhouette appeared so lonely and desolate.

“Celestial Emperor…” Many cried with tears, their hearts deeply moved.

“The Celestial Emperor is doing this to protect us, fighting to the death all alone!” An elderly old man wept, kneeling on the ground, gazing at that towering silver-haired figure, crying out tragically.

“Even if I have to die alongside him, it’s worth it!” Another youth sobbed uncontrollably.

In the five Sacred Realms, the masses mourned, outcries rising and falling.

To numerous cultivators, the Celestial Emperor’s act seemed too heroic, implicitly drenching the scene in a somber, tragic hue!

Truly worthy of the oath made to protect the Holy Realm!

Hearing these cries, Ye Junlin felt utterly speechless.

Hey, hey, hey, aren’t you all being a bit too dramatic?

Who said I was going to die?

I’m just about to show off in style, okay?!