“Here all alone to send yourself to your death? Well, it makes sense since that useless crowd behind you can’t help you at all,” Luo Man scoffed.
Ye Junlin replied meaningfully, “Aren’t I the one surrounding you all alone?”
At that, everyone, including Luo Man, was stunned.
“Hahahaha…”
Suddenly, mocking laughter erupted all around.
The ancient saints looked at Ye Junlin like he was a fool!
Luo Man sneered, “So the mighty Lord of the Celestial Court is actually scared silly by us, spouting such nonsense!”
Ye Junlin didn’t get angry. Instead, with a tone of pity, he said, “In my eyes, you all came all this way just to die because killing you… is a piece of cake.”
At his words, the laughter ceased abruptly.
What replaced it was a killing intent as vast as the sea, sweeping through every inch of space!
Every ancient saint fixed their eyes on Ye Junlin, their faces brimming with killing intent.
Luo Man’s face darkened; he couldn’t fathom why this guy still dared to babble like this even now!
Was he just trying to talk tough before his death?!
“Get him! Grind this man into dust!” Luo Man, being the highest-ranking commander in the squad, pointed at several Nine Nether experts and barked his orders.
In an instant, four fierce figures flashed like ghosts, launching attacks from all four directions toward Ye Junlin, each with sacred intent backing them up, determined not to give him a single chance.
These four ancient saints figured Ye Junlin was a Sixth Order Formation Saint, afraid he knew spatial formations, so they aimed to seal off the area and prevent any tricks.
But they were clearly overthinking it; Ye Junlin had no intention of doing that.
Facing the onslaught of the four ancient saints, a beautiful system notification sound rang in his mind,
Ding! Detected host being attacked by a First Order Ancient Saint enemy, now triggering the passive effect of becoming stronger in the face of adversity, gaining the cultivation level of a Second Order Ancient Saint!
In the next moment, an incredibly terrifying aura erupted from Ye Junlin, a continuous flow of sacred power coursing through him, with a glimmer at his brow—the hallmark of condensed sacred intent.
Boom~!!!!
The four Nine Nether Ancient Saints felt an overwhelming force pressing toward them, a sacred might that even they found terrifying, their blood nearly freezing.
“Not good!”
But alas, it was too late.
Ye Junlin recklessly unleashed his newly acquired strength, directly blasting these four Nine Nether Ancient Saints to pieces, blood splattering across the ground.
Silence!
A deathly quiet!
Everyone stood there dumbfounded.
The Nine Nether Ancient Saints first fell silent, then erupted in chaos.
Luo Man was shocked, his tone betraying his disbelief, “You, you’re also an Ancient Saint?!”
Honestly, that was terrifying.
The Holy Realm had only developed for such a short time, and already there was an Ancient Saint born?
To think that even the Heavenly Dao of this world was only half a step to the Celestial Saint level, under such strict rules of the Sacred Path, how could there be beings who cultivate to the Ancient Saint realm?
It was simply incredible!
Violation of reason!
“So this is the power of an Ancient Saint; it truly feels different…” Ye Junlin calmed down, carefully sensing the entirely different power within him, a subtle smile forming on his lips.
Especially this so-called sacred intent; it brought him immense improvement!
“Strange, why do I feel that those four guys’ sacred intent wasn’t as powerful as mine?” Ye Junlin frowned, this disparity was extremely obvious to him.
If those four guys’ sacred intent could be likened to soft mud, then his sacred intent was solid steel!
That was why, upon impact, the sacred intent of the four had dissipated!
They were clearly not on the same level!
“Commander, explain this to me,” Ye Junlin said.
At this moment, asking the system was the right choice.
Ding! Reporting to host, sacred intent is divided into Six Stages: Scholar Grade Sacred Intent, Monarch Grade Sacred Intent, King Grade Sacred Intent, Emperor Grade Sacred Intent, Respect Grade Sacred Intent, and Emperor Grade Sacred Intent. Generally, the sacred intent condensed by an Ancient Saint is usually Scholar Grade Sacred Intent, which is the lowest!
However, the host currently possesses King Grade Sacred Intent! Because the host condensed the Crown of the Great Tian Position during the Immortal Emperor period, breaking through to Ancient Saint automatically comes with King Grade Sacred Intent!
Friendly reminder, sacred intent can be improved; the stronger the grade, the greater its assistance in future realms. To break through to the Saint King Realm, the sacred intent must first be King Grade Sacred Intent!
The system explained.
Ye Junlin suddenly realized; so that’s how it is!
He didn’t expect the Immortal Emperor level to be so crucial, having an enormous connection to future sacred realms.
Starting straight with King Grade Sacred Intent is truly impressive!
No wonder those four had been so vulnerable; it turns out the gap in sacred intent was just too vast.
“Too weak! Any stronger opponents? Or you all can come at me together!” Ye Junlin immediately threw down the gauntlet.
Luo Man was furious, his eyes filled with killing intent as he roared, “All of you, attack this native! Kill him!”
He realized Ye Junlin was a terrifying threat; how had he grown to this point in such a short time?
Calling him a rare monster in this world was no exaggeration!
Lucky he had arrived to suppress this, or else it would have posed an even greater threat to Nine Nether!
Swish, swish, swish~
The ancient saints could no longer restrain their fury and moved out in droves, a grand spectacle intending to eliminate this arrogant fool.
Indeed, overwhelming one with numbers just to deal with one person was quite embarrassing, but so what?
Extreme times call for extreme measures!
Anyway, once they return, they’ll keep quiet about it!
“Come at me!”
Watching the countless ancient saints storming toward him, Ye Junlin remained completely unruffled, his expression filled with excitement.
Behind him, the shadow of the Human Sovereign Banner flickered as the souls of the four fallen Nine Nether Ancient Saints began to be refined within, increasing its power.
This thing was like stacking kill books; the more you stacked, the stronger it became!
Anyone who has played such games would understand!
Boom, boom, boom…
Each sacred technique came like a storm, containing terrifying power.
Ding! Detected host being attacked by four Fourth Order Ancient Saint enemies, now triggering the passive effect of becoming stronger in the face of adversity, gaining the cultivation level of a Fifth Order Ancient Saint!
Ding! Detected host being attacked by six Sixth Order Ancient Saint enemies, now triggering the passive effect of becoming stronger in the face of adversity, gaining the cultivation level of a Seventh Order Ancient Saint!
Ding! Detected host being attacked by eight Eighth Order Ancient Saint enemies, now triggering the passive effect of becoming stronger in the face of adversity, gaining the cultivation level of a Ninth Order Ancient Saint!
The system notifications kept ringing.
Ye Junlin’s aura surged violently, causing the heavens and earth to change color.
Every punch, palm, and finger he threw, under the King Grade Sacred Intent’s enhancement, felt like a deadly weapon, directly carving a bloody path through the tens of thousands of ancient saints!
“Ah…”
Screams, cries of agony echoed endlessly.
Sacred blood poured like heavy rain, staining the sky crimson.
During this, several ancient saints perished, their souls getting sucked into the Human Sovereign Banner.
When the time was right, Ye Junlin grasped the Human Sovereign Banner in one hand and the Human Sovereign Sword in the other, charging through like a whirlwind!
In the midst of countless astonished gazes, that silver-haired young man slaughtered like a death god; lives as strong as Ancient Saints were reaped from him like chives, harvested at will!
“How… how is this possible?!” Luo Man’s scalp tingled in shock.
The opponent’s cultivation level matched his own—they were both Ninth Order Ancient Saints—but the strength displayed was overwhelming, far exceeding that of his peers.
“Wait, his sacred intent is King Grade Sacred Intent!”
Upon noticing the revelation, Luo Man’s eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably.
Even he had only condensed a pseudo-King Grade Sacred Intent; how on earth did this native manage to get one step ahead of him?
“No wonder the Heavenly Emperor is so fearless; it turns out he hid such strong powers. Now we have hope!” Bu Qianfan exclaimed excitedly.
Watching that silver-haired figure rampaging through the sea of people, invincible and unstoppable, Li Ruotong fell into a daze, her heart stirred fiercely.
She initially thought that after breaking through to True Saint, she could at least keep pace with him, but his cultivation speed was utterly astounding; it had only been so short a time, and he had already reached the Ancient Saint realm—she could barely make out his back now!
“Compared to this man, my talent is simply too inferior…” Li Ruotong felt dejected, greatly impacted.
This sentiment left the Celestial Court cultivators speechless, the same kind of impact hitting them hard, leaving them unable to refute.
It was true!
Their strongest being was only at True Saint realm, still far from Celestial Saint realm, while that man was already an Ancient Saint.
It was simply incomparable, incomparable!
“Master is indeed Master, always ahead of us. Usually so low-key, yet he’s been hiding a ton of cultivation, so impressive!” Li Wujie said, filled with admiration.
Hong Qianye’s expression showed a slight ripple as she cleared her throat and casually said,
“This is all normal operation.”
Having experienced the preceding events, he had long gotten used to Ye Junlin’s bizarre speed of improvement—he just became stronger and stronger, seemingly limitless!