Urban All-Round Master

In order to become a Saint, countless Cultivators have put forth immense effort.

But...

How many have died on the path to sainthood?

Though Lin Zifeng is now a Saint, he is merely a Saint who hasn’t taken the final step, with no future Heavenly Tribulation or potential. He can only stop here for a lifetime at the Saint Realm.

If the demonic nature of the Holy War hadn’t exploded all its energy in the Elemental Power Seed, Lin Zifeng’s path to sainthood would be far off, but...

He absorbed all the energy of the demonic nature Holy War, so now, he can only remain a Saint forever. Relying on external forces to break through would only ensure that his current self gains no further potential.

Watching Lin Zifeng successfully break through to a Saint, the handsome man was not excited but rather felt sympathy for him.

A genius like Lin Zifeng, a top-tier genius even with the protection of the Magic Bracelet, if he had taken the Transformation Path, his success would have been almost guaranteed. And now all his potential has been lost.

”Damn, it’s a pity, really a pity, such a good physique and potential, now it’s all ruined, all over. Everything’s destroyed now.”

The handsome man shook his head helplessly.

He knows what Lin Zifeng’s breakthrough to the Saint Realm at this moment signifies.

However... more Cultivators saw the demonic nature Holy War self-destruct and lamented its loss. You must know how formidable a Demon Body is; what if the True Body came?

If that Demon Body hadn’t self-destructed, had Spiritual Sense, and cultivated independently, its potential would have been unparalleled.

However... more people speculated that all of this might have been deliberately left by the Holy War for his son.

”Father!!!”

At this moment, the grief-stricken Lin Zifeng howled to the sky, encircled by a rising layer of black Demonic Qi.

Facing the black-haired man, his eyes were crimson, especially upon seeing his father self-destruct and die, flames seemed to burn within his chest.

”Kill!!!”

Lin Zifeng shouted and charged first at the black-haired man, wielding the Heavenly Painting Halberd.

”Lin Zifeng!”

The Bright Pope knew his emotions had already turned violent and immediately followed him, preparing for battle against the black-haired man.

”Madness! To dare self-destruct the Demon Body, Holy War, it seems I, Supreme Emperor, have lost more than a step to you.”

Since the demonic nature Holy War’s self-destruction, he already understood everything. This Demon Body has surprisingly been controlled by the True Body of the Holy War; otherwise, why would the Demon Body have its own consciousness to self-destruct?

The entire situation was completely controlled by the Holy War; just in terms of layout, Supreme Emperor had already lost immensely. Whereas others controlled everything, he only sought to be the number one in the world!

”Heavenly Painting Halberd!” Lin Zifeng bellowed in grief, holding the halberd with both hands, and slashed fiercely downward. In the dim sky, a blood-red Divine Rainbow suddenly appeared, facing the black-haired man without any reservation. Having broken through to the Saint Realm, his Combat Power seemed to multiply!

”Die then, damn it, I’m risking it all too.”

The handsome man shouted and followed Lin Zifeng into the sky, battling the black-haired man.

”Bang!”

The Heavenly Painting Halberd collided with the black-haired man’s iron chains, but those chains seemed to possess Life Force, wrapping around the Heavenly Painting Halberd.

Since the Heavenly Painting Halberd was immobilized, Lin Zifeng ignored it, charging forward, raising his Iron Fist, and punching the black-haired man’s abdomen.

”Bang!”

The black-haired man punched like a gale, and their Iron Fists collided explosively, yet...

The black-haired man’s Iron Fist directly sent Lin Zifeng flying back dozens of meters.

Swish...

The black-haired man gazed greedily, knowing Lin Zifeng held great treasures; if he obtained them, the benefits would be immense. With this in mind, he completely focused his target on Lin Zifeng.

”Everyone, charge!!!”

From the crowd of thousands of Cultivators below, someone suddenly shouted, and nearly dozens of Saints transformed into beams of light shooting into the sky. If Lin Zifeng were defeated, then every Cultivator here today would die!

To survive, to save themselves.

Everyone was desperate; even if they had to fight the black-haired man to the death, they wouldn’t hesitate.

Among the crowd, both Western Cultivators and Eastern Martial Artists were thrilled. They shared the same goal—to survive.

To completely survive and live on so they could return to see their wives and children.

There were no divisions between East and West, no racial boundaries.

If they died, it would all be over.

”Train my War Sword, spill my hot blood, even if I die, let my corpse rest in the universe!”

”Brother Tan, if I die, remember I have a young child and lovely wife at home, remember to take care of my child who never got to call me dad.”

Within the crowd, many people were giving last-minute instructions, knowing that few would survive this battle.

”Damn it! If I die, teach my son to read!”

”Boom-boom-boom...”

The first wave of strong individuals ascended the sky, but the merciless iron chains smashed down, turning almost everyone’s bodies into pulp, blood mist filled the air. Many regretted coming to the Dark Prison.

Now, dying in a foreign land with no remains to return, how desolate is that?

”Kill, kill, kill!”

The intent to kill filled the sky, bolstered by their own cheers. The sky-shattering killing cries continued as corpses of strong individuals fell from the sky.

Even Supreme Emperor was pierced through by the chains at the abdomen; had he not protected his Elemental Power Seed at the critical moment, that strike would have killed him.

”No, don’t hit my mommy~”

The little one, Luobo, emerged from Lin Zifeng’s embrace, seeing the black-haired man punch Lin Zifeng hard in the abdomen, causing Lin Zifeng to spit blood uncontrollably.

The little one desperately lunged at the black-haired man, swinging small fists at his body.

”Luobo!”

Lin Zifeng flew backward, alarmed seeing the little one attack the black-haired man.

But in the life-or-death moment, the little one transformed into a hundred-foot black dragon, wrapping tightly around the black-haired man, immobilizing him completely.

”Break the hell of eighteen levels!” Lin Zifeng roared loudly.

Nearly everyone’s power was focused on the point Lin Zifeng aimed to destroy.

Enlarging the Heavenly Painting Halberd, blasting towards the endless darkness beyond the three-layer Iron Tower.

”Boom!”

The endless Dark was shattered into an extremely glaring aperture, and under the combined force, even infinite darkness was broken open.

”Everyone step aside!”

In his madness, Lin Zifeng gathered all his strength again, hugging the black-haired man intensely, charging towards the endless Dark’s end.

”Bang! The black-haired man kicked him in the chest, instantly fracturing three ribs.

Yet Lin Zifeng was already frenzied, holding him and the little one Luobo together, charging into the limitless darkness.

”No!!!”

The Bright Pope cried mournfully, using Great Magic Power to bind the black-haired man, attempting to recover Lin Zifeng.

”Shika, if I, Lin Zifeng, die, please do me a favor, remember to take care of the Holy Hall, and ensure that my wife and children are not harmed.”

”No! You cannot die, I don’t want you to die, come back! You must come back!”

At that moment, even the Pope had tear-filled eyes.

Yet Lin Zifeng broke free from Bright Pope’s restraint, and when the little one Luobo entangled the black-haired man, he plunged with them into the boundless darkness.

At that instant, with eyes filled with desolation and emptiness, his face carried a deeply poignant smile, for only this way could he ensure others’ survival.

”Heavenly Painting Halberd!”

Along with his voice, the Heavenly Painting Halberd seemed to possess human-like emotions, surprisingly guarding by his side, unwilling to depart.