Sage of Humanity-Chapter 717 - 715: The Road Ahead

The war raged, shattering the years of peace in Xuezhou with endless slaughter.

Even though the Sky Ravine Sect had been entrenched in Xuezhou for many years with great influence and deep roots, how could it withstand the power of the entire Soaring Dragon cultivation world?

As soon as the cultivators from both sides clashed, the Sky Ravine Sect's forces collapsed like a crumbling mountain, lines of defense were breached one by one, and many cultivators perished.

By this time, even if these Sky Ravine Sect cultivators wanted to escape, there were no more paths open to them.

The main stronghold of the Sky Ravine Sect had been completely surrounded by the Soaring Dragon World cultivators, leaving no way out.

Wey Zhongze's face was filled with panic; he deeply regretted joining the Sky Ravine Sect and even more for believing the lies from above, which led him to a dead end, leaving him waiting for death.

He was from the Yellow Maple Sect in Zhangzhou, the Sect Leader's most proud disciple, and had been anticipated to succeed the leadership and continue the Yellow Maple Sect's legacy.

However, when his mentor, whom he had regarded as a father, discovered his affair with one of the mentor's concubines, everything changed.

Hunted by the cultivators of Yellow Maple Sect, he had no choice but to flee and seek refuge in the Sky Ravine Sect.

In the past two years, he had often thought that if he had honestly admitted his mistake to his master that day, given his master's temper, he would have at most been reprimanded, and his master might not have truly punished him.

But in his panic at the time, he instinctively stabbed his master...

He heard that after he fled, the mentor who had raised him for many years fell seriously ill and was never the same again.

All around him were sounds of battle and chaotic fluctuations of spirit force, and Wey Zhongze couldn't understand why such random thoughts filled his mind at this critical moment.

Suddenly, a figure descended from the sky, his naked upper body revealing bronzed skin stretched over well-defined muscles, brimming with vigorous blood Qi, his head completely bald, he shouted fiercely at Wey Zhongze, "Halt, fiend, where do you think you're going!"

A monk from Vajra Temple! Wey Zhongze's eyes twitched, sensing great danger enveloping him. Driven by instinct, he stabbed his sword towards the monk.

"Evil creature!" The monk from Vajra Temple roared. A surge of blood Qi rolled around him, and with a fierce punch, he slammed it down on Wey Zhongze.

After a short struggle, the battle ended, and Wey Zhongze lay on the ground, life ebbing away from him, with only one thought churning in his mind.

The monks from Vajra Temple were indeed as formidable as the legends said, their bodies as tough as monsters...

In his daze, he felt his own blood flowing out and seeping into the ground, summoning some mysterious entities.

Wey Zhongze was not the only one experiencing this; many others felt the same, and all of them were people close to death.

The Sky Ravine Sect suffered heavy losses, and the cultivator alliance forces also sustained damage.

A cornered beast will put up a desperate fight, let alone these cultivators who had attained significant cultivation. Facing the ferocious onslaught from the cultivator alliance forces, the only option for the Sky Ravine Sect cultivators to live was to fight back with all their might.

But everyone knew that the end of the Sky Ravine Sect was near; after today, the Sky Ravine Sect would cease to exist in this world.

"Sect Hierarch, we can't hold on any longer." Xing Mo, covered in blood, ran up to Celestial Saint and pleaded with teary eyes, "Please, Sect Hierarch, make a move and save our lives!"

Even at this moment, Celestial Saint remained as calm as ever, which gave Xing Mo an inexplicable confidence. If the Sect Hierarch had shown the same panic as him at this moment, then there truly would be no hope left.

Xing Mo did not know what his Sect Hierarch planned to do, but since he showed such confidence, there must be a strategy in place.

Having followed Celestial Saint for the longest time, Xing Mo knew his character well. Although the Sect Hierarch had appeared indifferent to everything in the past few days, he was actually extremely cautious. It was evident from the years of preparations without action that he would only act once everything was ready.

Cheng Henfeng also flew over. The sword cultivator had lost an arm, and his face was as pale as paper, indicating serious injuries.

By now, the Sky Ravine Sect had lost eight out of ten of their forces. The majority had already died in battle, and those who were still alive were unlikely to survive the day.

"It's time!" Celestial Saint said leisurely, finally taking action.

With one step, he strode across the void, and invisible layers of stairs seemed to form beneath his feet, lifting him towards his destination ahead.

And his destination was the 1,000 feet altar that stood not far away.

As if aligning with some great force, every step Celestial Saint took resonated like the pounding of war drums, emitting a muffled sound.

All the noises of the world subsided into nothingness, and the noisy battlefield fell silent in an instant. Everyone's gaze was involuntarily drawn to Celestial Saint as they looked up. freewēbnoveℓ.com

Celestial Saint's pace seemed unhurried, but in just two breaths, he had reached the altar. He picked up his robe with a flick, crossed his legs, and sat down. His gaze drifted effortlessly over the surroundings, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips as he spoke softly, "Distinguished guests, you've traveled far and worked hard."

Even though he spoke gently, under the augmentation of his spirit force, his voice spread across the entire battlefield, and in a moment, the area around the altar seemed to become the center of the world.

"I must thank you all for providing the Blood Food needed to activate this great array. I will remember you all, and the Soaring Dragon World will, too. Enough talk; I will begin now—this is the escape route I've found for you all after great difficulties!"

"Celestial Saint, you scoundrel, meet your end!" A furious shout echoed, accompanied by a world-shocking sword light.

Not only that, but a majestic force surged forward like a dragon soaring into the skies with its magic and spells.

There was also a bald monk charging forward with a surge of blood Qi, raising his Demon-Subduing Pestle high, with boiling spirit force and blood Qi as he struck down at Celestial Saint.

Kui Yuanshan, the Vice Sect Master of Imperial Heaven Sect; Yuen Changcun, the Dean of Haoran Academy; Monk Guangjing, the Abbot of Vajra Temple; they all took action together.

In the absence of Li Sa, Fa Hua, and Liu Tianyi, with Huang Liang not making a move, these three were the strongest beings in this domain and the most powerful cultivators in the alliance forces.

They launched a ferocious joint attack, assaulting from all directions; there was no one under heaven who could withstand their combined strike.

Countless cultivators' eyes were drawn to these three figures, as if they had already foreseen the scene of the Celestial Saint's soul shattering under their siege.

However, seated atop the 1,000 feet altar, the Celestial Saint merely gave a faint smile.

This smile seemed incredibly eerie.

Facing the joint strike of these three mighty cultivators, he didn't even entertain the thought of dodging.

A layer of blood light suddenly emerged from his body, so rich it was almost indecent— in an instant, it made the Celestial Saint appear as if he was wearing a cloak of blood.

The astonishing sword light struck the blood light without causing it to waver in the slightest, just as the magic and spells that soared like a dragon had no effect when they collided with the blood light.

Monk Guangjing's Demon-Subduing Pestle came crashing down.

The pinnacle of Cloud River Level 9 cultivation, coupled with the power bursting forth from his tempered physique, distorted the very Void with this blow. It was powerful enough to shatter not just a person but even metal.

Yet, under this strike, the Celestial Saint remained unharmed, the massive blow not even producing the slightest sound.

Only the thick blood light surrounding the Celestial Saint rippled ever so slightly.

"How is this possible?"

Countless cultivators who witnessed this scene were stunned on the spot, unable to believe their eyes and wondering if they were experiencing an illusion.

In this world, could there really be such a person?

Although it was commonly said that the Sky Ravine Sect's Sect Hierarch Celestial Saint had attained a level of cultivation that gave him insight into the mysteries of creation, he couldn't possibly be this powerful.

Yet, there were quite a few who noticed something amiss, especially the three who had striked...

Of course, the Celestial Saint himself did not have the capability to withstand the joint strike of the three, the anomaly lay in that layer of blood light on his body.

Especially Monk Guangjing, who charged forth to battle the Celestial Saint, now clearly sensed something was wrong.

The Blood River Great Array covering a radius of about 30 miles was roaring furiously, with the altar occupying the eye of the array; the might of the entire big array was concentrated upon the Celestial Saint.

No one noticed when he had activated this powerful and mysterious array.

The sound of rushing water arose, accompanied by the rolling Blood River and a heartbeat-skipping aura.

"What evil magic is this?" Monk Guangjing glared furiously.

The Celestial Saint responded with an indifferent smile, "It's a divine method bestowed by heaven, how would a monk like you understand its profundities?"

This was no lie; the Celestial Saint had never practiced Array Path in his life, and the ability to set up such a big array indeed came from the mysteries he comprehended within the Sky Ravine.

But whether this was truly a divine method bestowed by heaven, only the Celestial Saint himself knew.

"Even fiends and spirits dare to play tricks and pretend to be divine!" Monk Guangjing roared like an angry lion, lifting his Demon-Subduing Pestle high again and bringing it down with a thunderous crash.

"In the presence of my lord's divine might, you should stop embarrassing yourself," the Celestial Saint huffed lightly and flicked his finger, sending a ray of blood light flying out, striking Monk Guangjing right in the chest.

It was merely an inconspicuous streak of blood light, yet when it hit him, Monk Guangjing felt as if he had been struck by a mountain. His large frame uncontrollably flew backward, spitting out a mist of blood while in mid-air, his face pale and eyes wide with disbelief.

"Master!" Yuen Changcun from Haoran Academy quickly flashed forward, catching Monk Guangjing. Their bodies tumbled, retreating for several hundred feet before finally stabilizing.

However, the sight of Monk Guangjing was shocking; his chest area was a mangled mess of flesh, covered by a blood light which seemed highly corrosive, emitting a sizzling sound.

His body, tempered through countless hardships and protected by a lifetime's cultivation of the protective golden aspect, was effortlessly pierced by this blood light.

All was silent...

When the Celestial Saint flicked Monk Guangjing away, all those who were watching had a shift in their gaze.

The remaining cultivators of the Sky Ravine Sect felt excited, while the cultivators of the Soaring Dragon alliance forces felt fearful.

"Did he... truly take that step?"

In that moment, many people couldn't help but think this unbelievable thought.

Being at the same Cloud River Level 9, even if the Celestial Saint was exceedingly powerful, it should not be possible for him to flick Monk Guangjing away with a finger.

Yet, he had done just that.

For this to happen, there was only one explanation.

The Celestial Saint had taken that step countless in the Soaring Dragon cultivation world had dreamed of for many years; he had broken the shackles of the Cloud River and ascended to a higher level of existence.

At this moment, the Celestial Saint was shrouded in dense blood Qi. Even if someone wanted to gauge his foundation, it was impossible.

So, no one really knew whether he was still in the Cloud River Realm or not.