"If he survives, then countless giants in the entire Hundred Broken Mountain Range will probably have sleepless nights, forever living in fear. The deterrent he brings is undoubtedly countless times more frightening than the Sword Saint."
"Him? Haha, look across the vast Martial Soul Continent, every day there are ancient prodigies falling, and he’s just one among many. What makes him think he can make it out alive? Is it that family of his from the mountains and wilds? Hahaha."
Many cultivators from opposing forces snickered coldly, mocking continuously. Seeing that figure in a seemingly certain death situation, their mood seemed to lighten considerably.
These unabashed words reached the ears of the dozens from the Ye Race, sounding extremely jarring. Listening to these words, a rare trace of grief and rage appeared in Ye Wuyuan’s aged eyes.
Meanwhile, the entire vast expanse of the ocean shook.
South Peak.
Swish, swish, swish—!!!
A chorus of piercing sounds arose, revealing among the few majestic figures on the South Peak, one with icy gleams in his eyes, glaring intently at the giants approaching from all directions over the endless mountains and rivers, his expression grave and sinister. He then waved his hand swiftly.
Suddenly, a torrent of infinite talismans surged from him, various sacred talismans flooding out like an unending deluge, their diversity and sheer volume enough to make one’s scalp tingle.
Countless sacred talismans roared upward from Qi Yun, like a dam breaking, causing spectators to be appalled.
A generation’s Talisman Saint does not bear his title in vain; his ultimate sacred talismans, though unable to slay giants, nonetheless possess overwhelming might.
Clearly, long before Qi Yun and Dugu Nan deduced the ’Sacred Disk’ years ago, the Talisman Saint tirelessly made sacred talismans day and night, evident now in the tidal wave of talismans on him.
"Now is the time, Daoist, I entrust Fan’Er to you. Together, we shall send him to the east."
Qi Yuan, controlling the endless sacred talismans, soared skyward, speaking to the demon elder behind him. It was clear the latter intended to take the lead, using the sacred talismans to carve a path and send the life-and-death sworn protégé to the teleportation array safely.
At this moment, Ye Xiaofan finally understood that both his master and Elder Qi Yun had long prepared for this day. The former confronting endless ultimate strongmen, the latter releasing innumerable sacred talismans to clear a path—to send him out of the Hundred Broken Mountain Range even at the cost of their lives.
For a moment, the pinnacle of South Peak was like a sea of sacred talismans, vast and uncountable, covering the entire peak, making those who saw it shiver with cold.
It was also at this moment that billions of cultivators finally witnessed the terror and horror of a generation’s Talisman Saint.
As previously stated, the Sword Saint is the supreme of Sword Dao, while the Talisman Saint is the sovereign of Talisman Dao. Both extreme sanctified beings are the ceiling.
Yet even so, Qi Yun’s eyes were still filled with worry; the Sword Saint Dugu Nan had too many lifelong mortal enemies. Not only had the Sword Saint made countless enemies, but the Talisman Saint also had quite a few foes. Just the strength of the two of them had a slim chance of breaking through, only gambling on a slim hope of life.
With Qi Yun’s words, the demon elder’s expression was also extraordinarily grave. Even as a giant-level powerhouse, facing the deadly threat of the Hundred Broken Mountain Range area, a hundredfold of giants could only add to the grim odds.
However, this Demon Realm giant did not hesitate, immediately unleashing endless sacred might, shielding Ye Xiaofan, Yunmo Xi, Mu Xin, Mu Yan, and the Jian Shi and Jian Yu within the ’Saint Domain.’
"Hmph, Qi Yun, you truly don’t know what you’re getting into. Do you really think you can stop us?"
Witnessing Qi Yun summoning the sky-covering sacred talismans, the endless supreme giants were furious. They were all mighty rulers of the Hundred Broken Mountain Range realm, naturally familiar with one another, let alone with a generation’s Talisman Saint.
What truly enraged countless giants was that the Talisman Saint Qi Yun, for the sake of a so-called cross-generational friendship, had willingly cut ties with the Divine Sword Sect years ago, exiling himself from the sect forever.
In accordance with the decisions of the Divine Sword Sect’s leadership, no cultivators of the sect were allowed to intervene in the Sword Saint’s matters. Yet Qi Yun completely severed his ties with the Divine Sword Sect, studying no more relations, even willing to put his life on the line for a standoff with them.
Listening to the enraged voices from afar, Qi Yun remained unfazed, while his terrifying sacred talismans erupted with astounding talisman power, each talisman like a giant’s strike.
This is the terror of Talisman Cultivators. As long as they craft enough talismans, they can battle without depleting their internal strength. If they carry enough terrifying talismans, they can even face endless powerhouses simultaneously.
But today is different. The desire to assassinate the Sword Saint’s heir brought too many contemporary giants, so many that Qi Yun might exhaust all his sacred talismans and still be unable to escape. Yet he still made the unwavering choice to stand by that youth.
And just as the endless giant powerhouses and the ultimate of the Saint Realm were about to approach within ten thousand miles of South Peak.
Just as billions of cultivators sneeringly mocked the Sword Saint’s heir for overestimating himself.
Amidst the endless laughter in the Hundred Broken Mountain Range.
Suddenly.
Under the watchful eyes of countless cultivators from the Hundred Broken Mountain Range, a startling upheaval emerged.
In the nick of time.
On the boundless Cangqiong Peak, an astonishing world-shaking pressure suddenly erupted.
This pressure was incredibly terrifying, akin to heavenly might descending, instantly causing the skies to thunder deafeningly, trembling the entire heavens and earth.
The moment this force manifested, countless cultivators were utterly stunned, all looking upward with horror, from the endless contemporary giants and observing giants, to the ancient immobile giants standing silently in the distant vastness, all abruptly raised their eyes, thunder rolling in their gaze.
Especially the countless disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, prodigies, and timeless savants, who were immensely shaken.
Everyone looked up simultaneously, and at the top of Cangqiong Peak, a tremendous spatial rift suddenly tore apart, revealing a colossal ten-thousand-foot demonic hall plummeting from within, rapidly descending towards the South Peak.
The ten-thousand-foot demonic hall was immensely gigantic, with demonic qi soaring to the heavens, yet it pressed down the sky, shaking the galaxy, as if reversing the universe.
At the same time.
An extremely domineering voice resounded from within the demonic hall, instantly spreading across the entire expanse of the Divine Sword Sect, shaking the endless snow and wind in confusion.
"Hahaha, hahahahaha—!"
"The giants of the Hundred Broken Mountain Range are truly eye-opening. A myriad of saints besieging a dying man, endless giants joining forces to slaughter a junior, truly a pride to the Righteous Orthodox Sects."
Boom—!!!
Along with the voice, suddenly, a staggering power descended from above, pouring from the demonic hall, enveloping the entire South Peak.
Moreover, from within the demonic hall, towering majestic demonic shadows emerged en masse, so vast and overwhelming they struck awe and fear, unleashing world-shaking might, crushing towards the giants of the endless Hundred Broken Mountain Range.
The sudden event instantly left countless cultivators thunderstruck, the endless ocean of people staring towards the peak of Cangqiong, filled with indescribable extreme shock.
Especially the endless high levels of the Divine Sword Sect, all looking upward, eyes awash with turbulent waves.