Chapter 50: Suppressing and Killing the Wind-Thunder Saint Body

Chapter 50: Suppressing and Killing the Wind-Thunder Saint Body

Clang—

The ancient prison-suppressing tower crashed into that thick black mist, emitting a crisp sound.

At the spot where the mist was, there were only a few ripples, and then nothing else happened.

It was true that the ancient prison-suppressing tower was a top-tier Sacred Artifact, but Qin Xuan was not the Great Demon God, nor was he in the Saint King Realm.

Even if he activated it with ease, he could not unleash one ten-thousandth of the Sacred Artifact's power.

The Double-Pupil Woman was certainly not Elder Qingxin, who would be forced to go all out by a mere top-tier Sacred Artifact.

In the eyes of those in the Saint King Realm, Qin Xuan's action was like a child holding a sharp sword, stabbing at a soldier clad in heavy armor.

The sword could not pierce the heavy armor's defense, and without the deterrent of the sword, Qin Xuan was essentially seeking death.

Gulp!

The Peak Master of Hongya Peak swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in great astonishment, "This kid is fierce; he's even fiercer than me! A mere Supernatural Realm cultivator, and he dares to suppress an ancient Double-Pupil holder? Was he raised on beast gall?"

Didn't you see that after the ancient Double-Pupil holder appeared, none of these Saint Kings said a word?

Even the Holy Lord went silent after asking just one question.

Why?

They were giving Face to the ancient Double-Pupil holder.

There was absolutely no need to tear apart their relationship with the Double-Pupil Woman of the Mingyue Dynasty for the sake of Ye Feng.

The status of this Double-Pupil Woman in the Mingyue Dynasty was much higher than Qin Zhenbei's status in the Ziyang Empire.

If things went wrong and they offended the Double-Pupil Woman, it was truly possible that the Mingyue Dynasty's army would descend upon them!

"Suppress! Suppress, suppress for me!"

Qin Xuan didn't care about anything else; he just used the ancient prison-suppressing tower to suppress the Double-Pupil Woman.

He never thought he could successfully suppress the Double-Pupil Woman on his own.

He was simply provoking her.

He was deliberately enraging the Double-Pupil Woman, forcing her to attack.

The thin mist surged continuously. The Double-Pupil Woman, who had only come as an Incarnation, felt her four pupils slightly contract, and she muffled, "Ant, you deserve to die!"

The Double-Pupil Aurora pierced through the clouds and mist, exploding toward Qin Xuan's location like thunder.

Even the great sun was dimmed by its piercing light.

Boom—

A thunderous roar sounded, like the earth Dragon turning over, kicking up dust a hundred feet high.

When the dust settled, Qin Xuan stood on the ground, safe and sound. Before him stood the Peak Master of Thunder Prison Peak, who had raised a thousand barriers in a single thought.

In his tiger-like eyes, rage swirled, "Qin Xuan is a Disciple of my Thunder Prison Peak. You protecting Ye Feng has already touched the bottom line of my Thunder Prison Peak. Now, you want to kill my Thunder Prison Peak Disciple right in front of me?"

"Don't say that you are just an Incarnation; even if your true self came, I would still fight you!"

Qin Xuan, a Disciple who had just joined the Thunder Prison Peak, dared to stand against the ferocity of the ancient Double-Pupil for the sake of the Thunder Prison Peak's dignity.

How could he, the Peak Master of Thunder Prison Peak, sit idly by?

Ye Feng had to be killed, and Qin Xuan had to be protected!

The Double-Pupil Woman sneered, "A mere Saint King Realm Middle Stage, and you dare to spout nonsense before me? Even as an Incarnation, I can suppress and kill you within ten moves."

Rumbling—

Above the Yaochi Sacred Land, in an instant, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and the clouds churned inversely.

A Double-Pupil, bringing a glimmer of light in the endless darkness, was as huge as a star.

The moment those two pupils, which were fusing together, made contact, the heavens and earth lost their color.

A beam of Double-Pupil light, capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, shot toward the Peak Master of Thunder Prison Peak like a beam of world-ending destruction.

This was the innate precious art of the ancient Double-Pupil holder, a life-risking technique branded into the Bloodline.

Its power was earth-shattering, enough to destroy the entire Yaochi Sacred Land.

"Double-Pupil Woman, get back to your Mingyue Dynasty. In my Yaochi Sacred Land, it is not your turn to act wantonly."

The Holy Lord softly exhaled a breath of clear Qi.

Thousands of Saint-Grade arrays bloomed with radiance at this moment, revealing their power.

But this time, it was even more stunning and heart-stirring than when suppressing the Great Demon God earlier.

The Holy Lord was now mobilizing the power of the Holy Land's Foundation to obliterate this Incarnation of the Double-Pupil Woman.

From the core of the array, a seven-colored, radiant light exploded, colliding with the Double-Pupil light in the Nine Heavens.

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth split.

The space spanning ten thousand miles was shattered into an endless abyss.

From within that abyss, endless gale winds swept out.

The two beams of light were in a stalemate for only a moment before the array's light shattered the Double-Pupil light, tearing the Double-Pupil Woman's Incarnation, hidden in the black mist, into pieces.

"Yaochi Sacred Land!" The Double-Pupil Woman's Incarnation dissipated, and a look of fury appeared in those Double-Pupils.

Before the Double-Pupils disappeared, she stared at Qin Xuan and said coldly, "Ant, I have remembered you."

The Holy Lord acted again. A crystalline jade palm shattered space, grabbed the Double-Pupils, and squeezed them, causing the Double-Pupils to dissipate into thin mist.

Thump!

After witnessing the dissipation of the Double-Pupil Woman's Incarnation, Ye Feng fell from high altitude, exhausted.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

His last life-saving method had been rendered ineffective by Qin Xuan.

Resentment, unwillingness, regret?

Complex emotions surged violently in Ye Feng's chest.

He knew better than anyone how vicious Qin Xuan was, calculating him to death step by step, nailing him forever to the pillar of shame.

Making him unable to turn the tables even if he wanted to resist.

"I have lost."

"Dying at your hands, I have no complaints!"

Ye Feng closed his eyes, having given up the struggle.

He could die, but he was unwilling to show even a hint of panic or regret in front of Qin Xuan.

And he would not beg for mercy.

Even in death, he would die with dignity!

Qin Xuan stepped forward, took away Ye Feng's Storage Ring, and in front of him, took out the heavenly desolation halberd, exclaiming, "Good stuff! I didn't expect you to have such a Sacred Artifact. I'll take this as compensation for you framing me!"

When Qing Ning saw the heavenly desolation halberd, resentment welled up in her heart, "It was this Sacred Artifact! Ye Feng used this very Sacred Artifact to pierce through my head!"

Ye Feng's gaze wavered.

This was not his Sacred Artifact!

Wronged, aggrieved.

He could be certain that the person who killed Qing Ning was the Qin Xuan before him.

But now, in the entire Yaochi Sacred Land, no one would trust him.

Qin Xuan's action was to force him to lose control, wanting him to fall into madness.

He gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing his monstrous rage, and did not resist, not wanting to let Qin Xuan get his wish.

"Since you recognize reality, then go die." Qin Xuan logically possessed the right to use the heavenly desolation halberd.

The great halberd pointed diagonally at the ground and thrust out fiercely.

Just as it was about to pierce through Ye Feng's chest, Senior Sister Ziyuan descended from afar, her body wrapped in Sacred Artifact robes, and said clearly, "Qin Xuan, I ask you to spare his life."

Qin Xuan turned his head and feigned surprise, "You want to save him?"

Senior Sister Ziyuan shook her head, "It is not to save him, but my Saint Physician Lineage owes him a promise. He once promised to let me kill you, and I did not do so. Today, I want to fulfill this promise. Please spare his life; you can suppress him forever in the Black Prison of the Thunder Prison Peak, never to see the light of day."

Qin Xuan frowned, gritted his molars, stared at Ye Feng with resentment, and finally sighed helplessly, "Fine, since Senior Sister Ziyuan of Wanzhen Peak has spoken, I cannot continue to kill him."

He stared at Ye Feng and said hatefully, "Publicly or privately, I should kill you to uphold the law and vent my anger. But since Senior Sister Ziyuan has stepped forward, I cannot refuse to give her this Face. I will spare you this time, but next time we meet, I will definitely tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

Ye Feng was dumbfounded.

A single word from Senior Sister Ziyuan had saved his life.

He survived?

He wasn't afraid of being suppressed.

As long as he was alive, there was a glimmer of hope, and he could turn the tables.

Sooner or later, he would break out of the Thunder Prison Peak's Black Prison and make Qin Xuan pay back the humiliation of today a hundred times over!

He looked at Qin Xuan's back, then glanced at Senior Sister Ziyuan, and before he could thank her, he saw Qin Xuan, who had been leaving, turn around again.

The heavenly desolation halberd twisted and shook, directly piercing through his chest, and even his heart was shattered in an instant.

Ye Feng spat blood from his mouth, staring in disbelief at Qin Xuan, who had dealt the killing blow, and completely broke down, "You! You go back on your word, you wicked thief, traitor, treacherous thief!! You go back on your word, ahhh!!!"

Qin Xuan's mouth curled into a smile, his eyes carrying a provocative glint, and he ignored him, saying, "We meet again."