War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

The middle-aged man from Wandering Saint Island stared at Duan Ling Tian fearfully. He could not believe what had just happened. The purple-clad young man’s strength had struck fear into his heart. At the time, he was also filled with disbelief because he found it unbelievable that this young man dared to kill a disciple of Wandering Saint Palace in their territory. Although this had happened as well in the past, those people were mercilessly killed by the powerhouses in the palace.

Chen An must have said some offensive words to the purple-clad young man through Voice Transmission. Based on the young man’s words, it must have something to do with the twins next to him! The twins must be his women!’ The other young man who was also a patrolling disciple from the Wandering Saint Palace managed to figure out what happened. After all, he was close to Chen An who was just killed. Therefore, he knew how lecherous Chen An was.

When Chen An saw beautiful women, he would act recklessly and become more unrestrained if the women were from lowly backgrounds. The patrolling disciple sighed again as he thought to himself, ‘Chen An must have thought these people are common Human-Devils that came here to seek protection from the Wandering Saint Palace… He probably didn’t even know what hit him when he died!’ The young man silently said a prayer for Chen An after that.

The young man’s eyes were filled with fear as he looked at the purple-clad young man. He found him extremely terrifying. After all, he did not even see the purple-clad young man make a move, but he was able to effortlessly kill a cultivator at the Second Form of the Saint Celestial Stage with just his energy as though he was slaughtering a chicken.

Even Brother Hong could not react in time when the purple-clad young man attacked. Brother Hong’s at the Third Form of the Saint Celestial Stage so this young man has to be at the Fourth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage at least! However, it’s more likely that he’s at the Fifth or Sixth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage…’ The young man continued thinking to himself, ‘However, even if he’s a cultivator at the Sixth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage, he would still die for his audacity in killing a disciple of the Wandering Saint Palace disciple!’ The young man felt reassured when he thought about this. A hint of pity could be seen in his eyes when he looked at Duan Ling Tian, thinking about what was going to happen to Duan Ling Tian.

Generally, if a human was at or above the Fifth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage, he could freely join the Wandering Saint Palace. Since powerhouses like that were considered quite strong, an exception was made for them. However, this purple-clad young man’s action had trampled on the pride of the Wandering Saint Palace. If the Wandering Saint Palace did not kill him, their reputation would be greatly damaged. For this reason, the young disciple from the Wandering Saint Palace did not think Duan Ling Tian would survive today.

“If you’re going to ask for reinforcement, please do so quickly. You’ve been holding the Voice Transmission Jade Token for quite a while now,” Duan Ling Tian said calmly as though he was talking about something of little significance when he looked at the middle-aged man.

Since there were almost no Dao Cultivators in the Devil Clans, it was only natural that they did not have Dao Talisman. However, they had Voice Transmission Jade Token. It could be easily obtained from the people they had slaughtered in the Lower Province of Dao Martial Saint Land. After all, these Voice Transmission Jade Tokens were not rare.

“You…” The middle-aged man’s eyes widened in shock when he realized Duan Ling Tian had long discovered he had taken out a Voice Transmission Jade Token. He did not break the Voice Transmission Jade Token in his hands because he was afraid Duan Ling Tian would kill him if he found out about it. Based on that purple-clad young man’s strength and how he had easily killed Chen An, he could easily stop him from alerting the others.

In fact, the middle-aged planned to use the other young disciple as a distraction before he broke the Voice Transmission Jade Token. It was out of his expectation that the purple-clad young man had already discovered his plan.

If you’re going to call for reinforcement, please do so quickly…’ Duan Ling Tian’s words rang continuously in the middle-aged man’s mind. Even then, he did not dare to act recklessly. Who knew if the young man would stop the message before killing him?

“Ding Jian Hong? Why are there only two of you? Hmm? Who are these people?!” The middle-aged man, Ding Jian Hong, was having an internal struggle in his mind when an old voice rang out from afar. When he heard this voice, he felt relieved immediately.

It seemed like the other patrolling disciples from the Wandering Saint Palace had also found out about the situation here.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

These three noises heralded the arrival of three men. There was one old man, one middle-aged man, and a young man. The old man was clearly the leader among the trio, and he was also the one who had spoken.

Crack!

At the moment when Duan Ling Tian’s attention was focused on the three patrolling disciples who had just arrived, Ding Jian Hong quickly broke the Voice Transmission Jade Token before a bright streak of light flew to an unknown location in the Wandering Saint Palace.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

This caused a large commotion and alarmed the three people who had just arrived. Their expressions turned grim.

They knew that Ding Jian Hong must be facing a difficult situation for him to use a Voice Transmission Jade Token at this hour.

In the Wandering Saint Palace, each patrol group consisted of three people. Now that the three new arrivals saw Ding Jian Hong only had one person by his side, an ominous feeling rose in their hearts immediately.

“Hey, this purple-clad young man just killed Chen An… When he attacked, I could not react in time at all. When I regained my senses, Chen An had vanished. The only thing left was his Spatial Ring!” Ding Jian Hong transmitted his voice to the three who had just arrived, shocking them. “From the beginning to the end, he did not move at all. I suspect he’s at least at the Fifth or Sixth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage!” The latter half of Ding Jian Hong’s words shocked them even more.

A powerhouse at the Fifth or Sixth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage?

The three new arrivals were scared stiff. Among them, the strongest one was only at the Third Form of the Saint Celestial Stage after all. Let alone a powerhouse at the Sixth Form of the Saint Celestial, even a powerhouse at the Fifth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage could easily kill them.

At this time, Duan Ling Tian shifted his gaze back to Ding Jian Hong, causing Ding Jian Hong to sweat. However, he sighed in relief when he thought about the message that had been successfully sent.

Ding Jian Hong no longer felt afraid. At this moment, he had resigned himself to death. However, he was surprised by Duan Ling Tian’s words.

Duan Ling Tian complained lazily, “I told you to use the jade token earlier, but you waited until now to do it. Were you afraid that I would block you from sending the message?”

H-he’s not afraid of me sending the message?’ Ding Jian Hong was baffled. ‘Isn’t he afraid of death? Where does he get confidence from?

.All of a sudden, a thunderous voice reverberated in the air.

“An’er!”

How could I forget about him?’ Ding Jian An finally remembered Cheng An’s father was an elder in the Wandering Saint Palace! His cultivation base is already at the Seventh Form of the Saint Celestial Stage!

“Elder Chen Tong!”

“Elder Chen Tong!”

In just a blink of an eye, an average-sized man and a middle-aged man arrived as well. Ding Jian Hong and the other four patrolling disciples paid their respect to them. This middle-aged man was Chen Tong, the elder of Wandering Saint Palace. He was the father of Chen An who had been killed by Duan Ling Tian not too long ago.

Chen Tong ignored everyone’s greetings and instantly looked at Ding Jian Hong coldly before he asked, “Ding Jian Hong! Isn’t my son on patrol with you today? Where’s he?!”

Ding Jian Hong felt chills running up his spine but he gritted his teeth and answered, “Elder Chen Tong…Chen An has been killed.” He could meet Duan Ling Tian’s eyes when he spoke.

“You? You’re the one who killed my son?” Chen Tong’s gaze left Ding Jian Hong, causing him to sigh in relief, and he looked at Duan Ling Tian.