Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 697

Under everyone’s shocked gazes, Ye Junlin slaughtered among the Ancient Saints, blood raining down like a storm.

One man against ten thousand, unstoppable!

After all, Ye Junlin wielded King Grade Sacred Intent, while this bunch of Nine Nether Ancient Saints mostly had Scholar Grade Sacred Intent, with a few slightly stronger ones at Jun Grade Sacred Intent—the gap was immense right from the start.

Plus, he had the Human Sovereign Sword and the ever-strengthening Human Sovereign Banner, like a king tiger charging into a pack of wolves, ruthless chaos ensuing, with victories decided almost instantly.

Originally, there were a hundred thousand Ancient Saints, but soon over ten thousand were slaughtered!

Luo Man felt a chill run down his spine; he had to intervene personally!

Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!

“A bunch of useless trash, get out of my way!”

A roar echoed like thunder.

The rolling Shura Aura transformed into dark purple wings, creating rippling waves in the air with each flap.

Swish~

Luo Man leaped up holding his Battle Knife, his form transforming into a chilling black arc, erupting with overwhelming terror, scattering the Nine Nether Ancient Saints in his path as astonished gazes followed him directly towards Ye Junlin.

Having just slain a powerful foe, Ye Junlin sensed a violent aura rushing from his left rear—it was the only aura that truly drew his attention!

Clang~!

The clash of blades rang out, the fierce Blade Qi swirling wildly.

Ye Junlin held the Human Sovereign Sword, its blade deflecting the sharp knife edge, stopping it from making any progress.

“Die!”

Luo Man bellowed, his eyes bloodshot like a wild beast, his Battle Knife wrapped in countless Shura Aura, power stacking rapidly, like a colossal Holy Mountain bearing down.

But Ye Junlin remained unmoving, with the sword emanating brilliant golden light, dazzling beyond measure.

The two exchanged blows again, the sounds of metal clashing ringing in the air!

During the fight, Luo Man shifted from initial fervor to an icy calm, feeling increasingly uneasy.

He realized that no matter how hard he tried, he was effortlessly blocked by the other side, as if Ye Junlin was playing with him.

Keep in mind.

His Shura Aura was dark purple, second only to the royal family’s dark red, and had been pushed to its peak, enhancing his attack, defense, and speed by ninety times!

That was the pinnacle of dark purple Shura Aura, enough proof of Luo Man’s exceptional status as the trusted aide of the clan leader.

Not to mention, his Battle Knife was a top-tier Ancient Sacred Artifact, capable of killing an ordinary Ancient Saint with one strike and a slightly tougher one with two.

Yet, he still couldn’t harm Ye Junlin, let alone suppress him!

This was really messing with his mentality!

Noticing the faint panic in his opponent, Ye Junlin smirked meaningfully.

“Looks like you’re not so impressive after all~”

Boom!

Luo Man was blasted backward by a surge of power, blood spilling from his mouth as he yelled furiously, “What are you all dawdling for? Get in here!”

“Yes!”

The watching Ancient Saints felt frustrated.

Damn it, we thought you were going solo, but now you want us to back you up?

Realizing the urgency of the situation, the Ancient Saints didn’t dare linger; one by one they assaulted Ye Junlin.

With ample outside help, Luo Man felt much less pressure and sneered, “We still have the numbers on our side; as long as we continue to hold you off, you will tire eventually!”

“Is that so?”

Ye Junlin replied with interest.

He knew his opponent was counting on their strategy, with tens of thousands of Ancient Saints backing them up, slowly wearing him down—an ant doesn’t kill an elephant by itself; that was the idea.

But unfortunately, he held the most significant trump card, only waiting for the right moment to reveal it.

Because the time wasn’t right yet!

“Kill!!!”

The battle cries shook the heavens and earth.

Under the mournful gazes of the Five Great Sacred Domains, Luo Man led countless ancient strongmen in a concerted attack on that silver-haired figure.

This battle turned the world upside down, shattering mountains and rivers, with day and night in wild disarray and terrifying phenomena galore.

Ye Junlin charged left and right among the countless enemies, but he could feel himself slowing down, his momentum diminishing from the initial unstoppable force.

It was mainly due to a strong figure like Luo Man at the helm, significantly boosting the fighting capacity of this Ancient Saint team.

At this point, he could have wiped out another ten thousand Ancient Saints, but he had barely killed five thousand; his efficiency had dropped drastically, showing just how great the threat was!

“Hehe, feeling the strain now, are we?” Luo Man taunted between attacks, applying psychological pressure.

Ye Junlin’s eyes glinted, “You want to play? I’ll play to the end with you!”

As he spoke, ripples emanated from his body, and two more silver-haired figures stepped out, looking exactly the same, like perfect copies.

“What, this is?!”

Luo Man’s eyes widened in shock, clearly sensing the two new figures had identical auras, showing no disparity whatsoever.

This was truly terrifying!

It meant these two were avatars with strength equal to the original!

“One of me is enough to give you a headache, so what about three of me? How will you handle that?”

Ye Junlin mocked, this was the Divine Ability, One Qi Transforming into Three Purities!

Honestly, Ye Junlin hadn’t used this move in ages, mainly because he had faced a series of opponents unworthy of deploying such a technique.

After all, if he couldn’t handle one, why create two more?

But now.

Faced with the siege of tens of thousands of Ancient Saints, with his power stretched thin, Ye Junlin decided to invoke the long-lost One Qi Transforming into Three Purities to remedy the situation.

Swish, swish, swish!

Ye Junlin and his two avatars coordinated, launching fierce attacks on the surrounding enemies.

In no time, Luo Man and the others were caught off guard, hurriedly responding.

Ye Junlin pointed his sword, and the vast golden Sword Qi surged forth like a mighty river, decimating Nine Nether Beings in its path.

The other two avatars either unleashed the Battle Saint Fist or the Great Wilderness Prisoning Hand, working together seamlessly, causing numerous Ancient Saints to perish amidst their screams.

It’s worth mentioning that these two avatars had base combat power equal to the original, with one slight difference: their Sacred Intent!

Compared to Ye Junlin’s King Grade Sacred Intent, they possessed a lower tier Quasi-King Grade Sacred Intent.

This made their strength somewhat inferior.

“Ugh!”

Luo Man was struck, spitting blood, his armor nearly shattered, his ribs caving in; if not for the Shura Aura healing his wounds, he would have already been on the ground.

“I’ll kill you first!”

Ye Junlin swung his sword down, his aura fierce.

The other two avatars paved the way to protect the original, letting many Ancient Saints trying to intervene meet their demise.

In a moment of panic, Luo Man seemed to grasp some sort of pattern; his aura skyrocketed, sweeping outward like a storm.

At this moment, his Quasi-King Grade Sacred Intent officially upgraded to King Grade Sacred Intent!