Chapter 433: Emperor Burial Star
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
The Nine-Headed Lion saint had managed to break free from Long Wu’s restraints only by relying on external forces. Let alone someone like him who was even weaker than the Nine-Headed Lion.
“Spare… Senior Long Wu, please spare my life!”
The corners of the saint’s mouth trembled as he used all his cultivation to stammer out those these words with great difficulty. However, it was of no avail.
“Tell me about the Ancient Pact, or open up your sea of consciousness and let me probe it myself,” said Long Wu, her voice very calm yet earth-shattering, stunning everyone present.
The entire world fell silent at that moment, with not a soul daring to speak. Even many people’s breathing halted. Long Wu’s words were too oppressive for them to bear.
“You… What method did you use? Long Wu! You’re also an expert of our myriad races. Are you going to slaughter us all? Aren’t you afraid your actions will bring the True Dragon Clan to ruin when the myriad races retaliate?” another saint of the myriad races spoke in a trembling voice.
It was common knowledge that saints were inferior to saint kings. Yet Long Wu had suppressed all the Saint Realm experts with just her aura. This was too unrealistic.
After all, though they were only saints, they were not weak. And Long Wu was obviously not that heaven-defying. But at that moment, the pressure Long Wu exuded was no less than that of a Quasi-Emperor Realm expert.
The only explanation was that Long Wu seemed to have used some very terrifying method to suppress everyone present briefly.
They knew such a method was destined not to last long. Therefore, in just a while, Long Wu would no longer be able to maintain this. At that time, they would still have a chance of survival.
No matter what, Long Wu was also a creature of the Southern Region. They did not believe she would kill all the saints just for the mysterious master behind her. If Long Wu really did that, even with the True Dragon Clan’s backing, she probably could not protect herself.
“It seems none of you intend to speak,” said Long Wu, her expression very calm without a shred of killing intent, yet it made their hair stand on end.
As soon as she finished speaking, she gently raised her hand. A saint of the myriad races flew toward her, uncontrolled. In the next moment, Long Wu sent a wisp of her divine sense into his mind.
Boom!
In just a few breaths, a familiar loud sound resonated throughout the arena. Just like the Nine-Headed Lion, this saint didn’t even have time to scream before he turned into a bloody mist, vanishing from the world.
It wasn’t Long Wu who killed him, but the restriction in his mind triggered by her probe. That terrifying existence had directly wiped this saint from the world to prevent him from leaking any information.
Seeing this scene, Long Wu’s frown deepened further.
“Just what on earth is this Ancient Pact? Why don’t 1 have any information about it?”
Long Wu was certain this Ancient Pact could not have existed in ancient times. It was very likely something that had only emerged recently. Because when she had sealed herself in ancient times, no one had ever mentioned anything about a pact.
However, if it was something recent, she really could not fathom which quasi-emperor could wield such great power to control so many forces unnoticed. This was simply inconceivable. It was as if an invisible hand had gripped the entire Southern Region, starting there before slowly spreading to the whole world.
“Long Wu, you’ve seen that it’s not that we don’t want to tell you, but the Ancient Pact cannot be spoken of. Are you really going to massacre us all?” Saint Cang Yu said slowly.
At this moment, he had long lost his previous arrogance. Right now, he only felt deep fear toward Long Wu, afraid that he would become her next target for probing his memories. If so, he would likely meet the same fate of a destroyed divine soul.
“If this was in the past, 1 could have let you live,” said Long Wu coldly. “But now…I’m afraid everyone will be disappointed!”
Today’s news was destined to be revealed. After all, there were still so many humans present. Killing these saints would at least slow the spread of information.
After all, everyone present was targeting humans because of the Ancient Pact. Long Wu did not believe only one quasi-emperor and a few saints were involved in this mysterious pact.
Perhaps among them were other Quasi-Emperor Realm masters as well as countless Great Saint Realm and Saint King Realm masters. If she did not suppress this news today, she and her master would probably find it very difficult to move an inch in the Chaotic Sea Star Region.
Even if her master was extremely powerful, he could not deal with the entire Southern Region at once.
“Long Wu! Are you really going to betray…” Saint Cang Yu was furious and spoke in a deep voice.
However, before he could finish, Long Wu waved her hand. The entire sky split into two halves. A dazzling radiance expanded rapidly before their eyes, turning into a sky curtain that swallowed all the saints.
After a full quarter hour, the light faded away. Only Saint Shengyuan and Long Wu remained standing in the void. All the other saints had vanished as if they had never existed in this world.
Seeing this scene, all the humans in Kun City could not help but swallow their saliva. This was too terrifying. Those were several Saint Realm experts, not just anyone. Yet in the blink of an eye, they had all been annihilated. Could this be the power of a Saint King Realm master?
“Thank you, Senior, for helping the human race today,” said Saint Shengyuan, the first to react as he bowed respectfully.
“No need to thank me. 1 was only following Master’s orders,” said Long Wu coolly with a glance at the people of Kun City behind her.
As soon as she finished speaking, her figure flashed and disappeared from where she stood, gone to who knew where.
Chaotic Sea Star Region – everyone knew this was a mysterious area built by previous World-Transcending Sword Masters to place their inheritance. The entire place was fraught with danger.
Today, this quiet Chaotic Sea Star Region had been completely disrupted by countless living beings. The entire star field became lively.
In the boundless void, a star filled with an ancient desolate aura floated quietly. The entire planet was too massive, like a continent. Surrounding it were other stars akin to the sun and moon, defying comprehension as if some great power had forcefully crafted an ecological system.
The entire star existed in isolation within the Chaotic Sea Star Region. On it, towering mountains and winding mountain ranges stood like colossal demons between heaven and earth. Each towering ancient tree, firmly rooted in the soil, pulsed with vibrant life. Countless ancient vines entwined with each other, each as thick as a water tank, their growth spanning untold ages, exhibiting a truly primal essence. It was as if across the entire star, not only humans but any living beings had completely vanished.
Yet bizarrely, the spiritual energy on this planet was extremely dense, almost liquefied. No one would be willing to leave after staying here. Cultivating on this planet for a day was equivalent to cultivating for over ten days in the outside world.
And this was merely the planet’s periphery. One could scarcely imagine what sights the inner core held.
“We’ve finally arrived at the Emperor Burial Star that Master mentioned!” At this moment, a pleasantly surprised voice rang out from the void.
Next, the void distorted. A young person in blue robes holding a formation disc descended from a flying spiritual treasure.
His face was pale with many bloodstains on his body. His aura was very weak, evidently having experienced much trouble in this period..