Chapter 402 The Great Battle Concludes
In the sky.
The six Great Sage realm combatants witnessed the conclusion of the Saint-level battle below. The situation instantly became one-sided.
With Saints fallen, their battle as Great Sages could only lead to defeat.
The Demonic Sword Spirit was the first to flee toward the horizon.
Bing Yan's lips curled slightly: "Can you escape?"
As she spoke, her sword moved gently. A Taiji diagram materialized in the sky.
As the diagram descended, the Demonic Sword Spirit's connection to the demonic sword was instantly severed.
"This... how is this possible?"
"How could you sever my bond with the demonic sword?"
Bing Yan said calmly: "Your knowledge is too shallow. Become my sword spirit obediently."
With that, she casually produced a small pagoda and sealed the sword spirit within.
Simultaneously, Blood Ming Dragon vanished from sight.
Great Sage Jinchi's lips lifted: "Where can you flee before my divine ability?"
He instantly reverted to his true form, wings flapping as he disappeared.
When he reappeared, his claws gripped a massive dragon.
Blood Ming Dragon stared in disbelief: "How can you possess divine abilities when we're both mounts?"
Slap!
Great Sage Jinchi struck Blood Ming Dragon's face with his wing, sneering: "What caliber are you to compare with me? That master of yours? He's my half-brother!"
Blood Ming Dragon: "......"
He fell silent, accepting his fate.
Among the three Great Sages, only Shadow Great Sage remained. He was now enveloped by a scorching sun, unable to hide anywhere.
"You've lost."
Sun Great Sage stated calmly: "As a fellow Great Sage, I grant you dignity in defeat."
"Hmph!"
Shadow Great Sage snorted: "Northern Abyss has shadow guards who die in battle, not cowards who take their own lives. If you want battle, then battle—Abyssal Shadow Kill!"
As he spoke, an abyssal dharma form manifested behind him. He transformed into countless shadows, attacking Sun Great Sage from all directions.
"Stubbornly unenlightened."
Sun Great Sage thrust his sword casually, instantly piercing one shadow.
In an instant, the other shadows vanished. Shadow Great Sage's form gradually materialized. He said nothing—knowing death was inevitable the moment he struck.
Rip.
Sun Great Sage withdrew his sword, watching Shadow Great Sage fall slowly toward the ground.
With this sword, everything ended.
In the sky, Shi Xuan smiled: "Your trump cards are exhausted. Now we settle our final grudge."
At his words, the five frozen figures produced escape treasures and vanished.
Chu Feng watched calmly: "Xiao Chen, Daqian, Qin'er, Beixuan—each take disciples to capture the Children of Destiny except Zhao Wuji. Junior Disciple Yishan—leave Zhao Wuji to you."
"As ordered."
After acknowledging, all vanished.
Chu Feng turned to Shi Xuan: "Xuan'er, handle the aftermath."
"As ordered."
Shi Xuan descended to the ceremonial platform, his gaze locking onto the eight ashen-faced women.
Where there was sorrow, there was also joy. Zhao Zhirou watched the condemned women with malicious glee.
Finally, no one would compete for Brother Shi Xuan's affection. These women should all be drowned in pig cages.
Equally pleased was Zhao's father. Initially worried his daughter would be implicated, he never imagined the Shi family had suppressed two Great Sages.
The Shi family would now dominate the Northern Abyss Sacred Dynasty. As Shi Xuan's father-in-law, he'd bask in reflected glory—perhaps even gain benefits when the Shi family destroyed sects.
Northern Crown Prince was equally ecstatic, forgetting that his son Shi Xuan hadn't mentioned becoming Qiankun Great Sage's disciple.
Shi Xuan spoke: "Jin Xi, step forward."
Among the eight women, a breathtaking beauty closed her eyes, walking forward with martyr-like resolve.
In the crowd, a stern, square-faced youth clenched his fists instinctively. An elder beside him quickly grabbed his arm, whispering: "Hao'er, patience prevents disaster. Hold your tongue."
Shi Hao gritted his teeth, staring at Shi Xuan: "Shi Xuan, if you harm Sister Xi today, I swear I'll grind your bones to ash."
Jin Xi walked before Shi Xuan, speaking calmly: "Your Highness Xuan, proceed."
Shi Xuan smiled: "Why should I act? I never intended to marry you. The engagement was merely the Jin family's wishful thinking. Our Shi family only promised you would marry a Shi clansman—not necessarily me."
At these words, the onlookers were stunned. Many couldn't comprehend Shi Xuan's intentions.
Shouldn't this be the moment to crush the defeated and eliminate these women and their families?
Even the Northern Crown Prince watched his son with suspicion.
Despair flickered across Jin Xi's face: "Your Highness, if you must kill, then kill. Why humiliate Jin Xi so?"
Shi Xuan asked calmly: "Why didn't you intervene earlier?"
Shi Hao replied: "Our conflict is internal to the Shi clan. I will defeat you with my own strength and reclaim what is mine. Relying on others is not my way."
"Good."
Shi Xuan said: "Take her away then, before weapons on this platform claim bystanders."
"My thanks."
As Shi Hao stepped onto the platform and took Jin Xi's hand, Shi Xuan's voice stopped him.
"Wait."
"Have you changed your mind?"
Shi Hao watched Shi Xuan warily.
"Rest assured. As disciple of the foremost Great Sage, my word is iron. I merely remembered something I must return."
Shi Xuan's tone was casual, as if discussing a trivial matter.
But Shi family elders paled at his words.
The Crown Prince spoke first: "Xuan'er, you must not."
Even the Shi Clan Ancestor flew onto the platform: "Xuan'er, this matter is not yours to decide."
This sudden turn made Shi Hao's expression shift. He instantly realized what Shi Xuan intended to return, but seeing the Ancestor's reaction, he knew it was impossible.
The crowd burned with curiosity—what could Shi Xuan be returning that would alarm a Great Sage?
Just then, a faint voice drifted from the heavens.
"Everyone. I am Shi Xuan's master. Perhaps you should hear my words first."
The crowd remembered the figure above, responding respectfully: "We await the Qiankun Great Sage's guidance."
To all present, Chu Feng, though titled Great Sage, was no different from a Saint.
Chu Feng gazed at Shi Xuan: "Xiao Xuan, do you recall my words when you became my disciple?"
"This disciple has never forgotten."
Shi Xuan replied with utmost reverence.
Chu Feng smiled: "Then act as you see fit. Whatever choice you make, your master will bear the consequences."
Had others spoken thus, it would have seemed arrogant. From Chu Feng, it felt entirely natural.
"This disciple thanks Master."
As Shi Xuan spoke, holy light erupted from him. His expression twisted into something ferocious, his complexion growing increasingly ghastly.
"ROAR!!!"
After an unknown time, Shi Xuan roared. An object wrapped in holy light flew from within him...
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