Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 380 - 218: Ye Guhong: Your Majesty, Is It You? (6300 words)_1
Streams of Saintly Radiance descended, throwing the firmament into chaos. Spiritual Energy erupted like a tidal wave, and chains of the law blotted out the sun.
The myriad Demonic Beasts were instantly suppressed.
Their arrogance vanished as they recoiled. Some were even struck with fear and began to flee.
But as the terrifying light fell, countless Demonic Beasts disintegrated into wisps of blue smoke, screaming as they met their demise.
"ROAR—"
Deep in the sea, a Demon Race leader trembled. Its colossal body, far surpassing any mountain, had tentacles that could obscure the sky. Its strength was on par with the mightiest Saints of the Human Race. At this moment, its giant, lantern-like eyes glowed, filled with terror.
What’s going on? What happened? Where did these humans find so many powerful warriors? Isn’t this number far too great? Hundreds of them, all Saints... You’re trying to defy the heavens! It’s been less than a thousand years since the last great war. Even if a great age emerged during this time, it shouldn’t be like this, right?
"You Demon Race scoundrels! With your insatiable ambition to overturn the Pure Land of Divine Province, you can get back to your Demon Realm!"
An elder stepped forward, forming hand seals. Saint’s Rules emerged, transforming into mystical runes. Golden divine lightning struck down from the Nine Heavens, turning the world into a sea of tribulation.
"Is that... the Dragon Tiger Thunder Method?" On the battlefield, Ji Yan, who was also wreathed in lightning and unleashing thunderous judgment to annihilate demon after demon, immediately looked up, his eyes wide with astonishment.
"Senior Brother Yun?" In the Dragon Tiger Cave Heaven, a Saint was stunned, staring at Yun Wuxin with utter disbelief. Thousands of years ago, due to certain events, Yun Wuxin voluntarily entered the Ancient Sanctuary and was never seen again. Who would have expected him to be here today?
"That’s... the Grand Preceptor! I’ve seen him in the picture albums my master left behind. I could never be mistaken!"
"My heavens! These are the prodigies who once entered the Holy Academy! They’re actually still alive, and... they’ve all returned!"
What on earth happened?
At this moment, everyone was shocked, their minds buzzing as they struggled to understand the situation. But more than confusion, they felt a deep-seated joy and excitement.
The return of these powerful figures from ages past, breaking the restraints of the Holy Realm’s rules to reappear on the Divine Province at such a critical moment, was like a welcome rain after a long drought!
These were hundreds of Saints, an accumulation of power over thousands of years. It was an incredibly terrifying force, enough to drastically amplify the foundations of the many Immortal Sects present.
"Ancestors! Is it really you?" Gong Shangyu, the First Seat of the Sonic Sect of the Sanqing Immortal Sect, along with Ji Yan and the others, looked toward Zhang Yunting and the other Saints of the Sanqing, their joy irrepressible.
They were the prodigies from the previous generation of the Ancient Sanctuary. It was only by the grace of the Sanqing Saints that they were able to grow so rapidly over the years and achieve what they have today.
"What exactly is going on? How did you leave the Holy Realm?" they asked, both shocked and delighted.
"Hahaha... this is all thanks to Wang Xiu. Our Sanqing has produced a Kylin! He will surely be a blessing for generations to come!" Speaking of this, Zhang Yunting was so excited he looked as if he could grab their hands and talk for three days and three nights straight.
Wang Xiu?
Upon hearing the name, all the powerful figures present were stunned. What does this have to do with Wang Xiu? Wasn’t it because the rules of the Holy Realm forbid it that these ancestors couldn’t get out? That young man, Wang Xiu, is indeed talented, and his future is promising. The Sect Leaders and others value him highly, having secretly designated him as the Saint Heir. But that’s all in the future! No matter how you look at it, with his current strength, how could he possibly influence the rules governing the entire Holy Realm?
CREAK!
The giant Mecha turned its head, its bulb-like eyes glowing. "Old man, spill it. What happened to my disciple?"
"Your disciple?" Zhang Yunting sized her up, a look of life-doubting suspicion on his face. "You crazy girl, you can’t even keep yourself in line. How could you possibly raise such a fine disciple?"
He had experienced Luo Binglan’s madness firsthand. Back in the Holy Realm, she was a calamity who would fight anyone at the drop of a hat. She wasn’t just sharp-tongued; her attacks were fierce. Her popularity was at rock bottom, causing the ancestors of the Great Immortal Sects to come to him with complaints every other day. It was a massive headache. He refused to believe she could have raised a disciple as universally adored as Wang Xiu.
"What do you think? I taught him well from a young age. On Spirit Turtle Peak, I didn’t have to manage a thing. He could handle everything himself, so I just had to lie back and relax!" Luo Binglan huffed, her hands on her hips as the enormous Mecha’s eyes shone brightly.
"Now, speak up! What exactly happened?" Luo Binglan urged.
"Ahem, ahem..." Another Saint from the Sanqing cleared his throat twice as a reminder. "Everyone, we can discuss this later. The most important thing right now is to eliminate the demons!"
Zhang Yunting slapped his forehead, having nearly forgotten. "Right, right, right! Eliminate the demons first!"
This, however, displeased the Saints from the other sects. "Just tell us!"
"Don’t stop halfway! Are you trying to leave us hanging?"
"Hmph! What’s there to talk about? Go home and ask your own people! They all know!" Zhang Yunting’s beard bristled. Without another word, he plunged into the demonic horde and began to slay everything in his path.
Dammit. I’ve been stuck in the Holy Realm for thousands of years. It’s been too long since I’ve fought the Demon Race; my hands are itching... Today, I must kill to my heart’s content!
...
"Grand Preceptor, were you really able to come out because of that Sanqing Disciple?"
"Yes, it’s all thanks to him!"
"He has that kind of power?" Some Saints still couldn’t believe it; the idea was too fantastical.
"It’s a long story. You just need to remember this: for the foreseeable future, the Sanqing Immortal Sect is not to be trifled with. We are about to witness the rise of a peerless powerhouse!"
The Saints gasped.
"We’ll talk later! First, we kill the enemy!"
"Kill!"
The Saints had returned.
With the addition of hundreds of Saints, the warriors of the Human Race were greatly emboldened. Full of vigor, they charged into the demonic hordes.
