Chapter 437: The Fall of a Great Saint Realm Expert 2
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
The might of the existence in the shadows was incomprehensible and unimaginable to them.
Buzz…
The golden fist reappeared, and in an instant, the heavens and earth shattered. The stars of the universe seemed to turn to dust before this punch, directly pulverized.
The chaotic aura flowing over it was like a giant hand from the heavens – unstoppable.
Boom!
The fist landed on the giant beast’s head, crushing it instantly like a smashed watermelon. Azure blood essence sprayed in all directions.
After an unknown amount of time, the golden fist slowly withdrew. The headless beast’s corpse limply fell from the void, its bright eyes gradually dimming.
In the lonely expanse of the universe, all seemed to hear a thunderous boom.
Rumble…
As the corpse of the headless beast fell, everyone’s hearts rose to their throats. Their instincts told them to leave this troublesome place immediately. After all, a battle between such supreme existences was not something they should pry into or look upon directly. Every scene they had witnessed could prove fatal.
However, their rationality said they had likely already been discovered by the supreme existence hiding in the shadows. If they left now, they could be killed before they even moved.
The being in the shadows could easily slay even supreme experts. Killing them would be no more difficult than crushing insects underfoot.
The middle-aged figure audibly gulped, his previous arrogance gone. Now there was only trembling, as if treading on thin ice.
They dared not stir, afraid the next to die would be them.
“Brothers…have you noticed anything?” he asked shakily.
“This is hard to say!” Zhu Jiu slowly shook his head, solemnity and fear in his eyes as he gazed at the endless void. “If I’m not mistaken…the senior slain was of the Thundercloud Hou Clan… I just don’t know which existence he offended to meet this end.”
Shock rippled through the group at his words.
The Thundercloud Hou Clan! An extremely mighty and ancient race, naturally adept at lightning – domineering and seldom provoked in ancient times. After ages sealed away, they had only just reemerged into the world. It should have been their time to regain their prestigious standing, yet this one had fallen here instead.
“That senior of the Thundercloud Hou Clan was at the…Great Saint Realm!” the burly woman atop the wolf spoke solemnly after a long silence.
As all eyes turned to Zhu Jiu, he only smiled bitterly, tacitly agreeing. Their hearts sank.
The Great Saint Realm expert…this was no common man! The ancient royal clans of the Southern Region had only just broken their seals; they’d had no time to nurture the next generation of prodigies. At this juncture, even the fall of a Saint Realm expert would be a crushing blow, let alone one at the Great Saint Realm!
If nothing unexpected happened, the Thundercloud Hou Clan would surely not let this matter rest. And the mysterious existence who had struck from the shadows likely did not wish for this news to spread. If so, they would probably not live past this day.
They had not only witnessed everything but had seen the demise of the Thundercloud Hou Clan senior with their own eyes. The hidden existence would not spare them, and their ending could not be good…
“There’s no need for pessimism,” said the middle-aged creature. “We are backed by the Heavenly Demon Alliance. That supreme existence should spare us for the Alliance’s sake. Moreover…we’re just nobody. He shouldn’t care about eliminating us few ants.” He forced out an ugly smile.
“Will you mind killing a few ants?” someone else retorted despairingly. “That hidden existence dared slay even a great saint of the Thundercloud Hou Clan. Why would he give any face to our Heavenly Demon Alliance? Frankly, what are we? Even one as mighty as the Thundercloud Hou Clan pays him no mind. Would he care for our status?”
It was harsh but realistic. While strong, their Heavenly Demon Alliance paled in comparison with the Thundercloud Hou Clan. Since the hidden existence clearly had no qualms about killing even the Thundercloud Hou Clan’s expert, he would not bother with a few insignificant members of the Heavenly Demon Alliance. Perhaps if their Master himself came, there might be a chance of mercy.
“But…no matter what, our Heavenly Demon Alliance is still from the ancient era…” the middle-aged figure began trembling.
Before he could finish, crisp footsteps sounded from the horizon. Though not loud, they rang in their hearts like tolling bells. Each footfall seemed to land upon their hearts, stilling their beats.
“He’s here!” The thought arose in all.
Though not yet visible, a supreme aura surged forth, terrifying as the resurrection of an ancient god coming to rule the world. Even peak-stage Quasi-Saint Realm beings seemed small boats on a vast ocean before it, at risk of capsizing at any moment.
Swoosh!
In the next moment, a tall figure appeared before them, clad in purple robes, hair spilling like a waterfall as boundless radiance swirled around him.
His face was obscured by misty chaos, but they could feel a profound gaze sweeping over them from within that aura, like a transcendent immortal king gazing down upon the masses from his heavenly vantage.
“What a terrifying existence…” they thought as one, legs weakening, faces pale. A deep sense of powerlessness welled up, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. Never had they felt such fear as today. They lowered their gazes instinctively to avoid meeting his.
Yet the sight that met their eyes as they did so was enough to shock them for life – the being held a round, blood-dripping head! Though long dead, the eyes were still frozen wide in anger. They saw the terror and endless unwillingness in those depths – unwillingness to fall by this hand, to die before attaining the inheritance of the World-Transcending Sword Master.
Their guts nearly burst from fright, bodies shaking, and hearts in their throats..
