Chapter 1483

About to Breakthrough

Rumble!

The Saint Luck around Zhuowen grew more and more terrifying. The golden light shot into the sky and dyed the entire sky golden yellow.

The dense yellow mist in the surroundings was dispersed by the terrifying golden light. The ground began to tremble violently, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

"How terrifying. Zhuowen is about to break through."

The abnormality of the yellow mist world naturally attracted the attention of the leaders of the various forces on the nine square platforms outside the Ninth Underworld Sky Platform.

Their gazes passed through the layers of yellow mist and landed on Zhuowen, who was covered in golden light. Their eyes were filled with astonishment.

"The Flower Fairy and the Assassin are both dead."

Bai Meisheng, the leader of the Hundred Flowers Park, and the leader of the Assassin League, the Imperial Exterminator, had ugly expressions.

Although they couldn't see clearly due to the yellow mist, the words representing the Flower Fairy and the Assassin on the light screen above the Ninth Underworld Sky Platform had completely dimmed.

"It was Zhuowen who killed them."

Bai Meisheng and the Imperial Exterminator's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent as they spoke in a low voice.

"Zhuowen!"

The Undying Old Monster, the leader of the Undying Sacred Altar, and the leader of the Sacred Martial Sect, Wu Hou, also had cold gazes as they stared at the figure covered in golden light, as if they were about to devour him.

The top genius of the Undying Sacred Altar, Shui Zhe, and the genius of the Sacred Martial Sect, Wu Zhan Tian, had both been killed by Zhuowen. The two of them couldn't wait to tear out Zhuowen's tendons and bones.

Swallow him alive.

However, they couldn't do it now. The Ninth Underworld Sky Platform was controlled by Cao Rong, and there were powerful restrictions around it. Even a Heavenly Saint would find it difficult to break into the Ninth Underworld Sky Platform by force.

Therefore, they were all waiting for the Ninth Underworld Convention to end.

Once the Ninth Underworld Convention ended, Zhuowen would become the target of everyone.

"He's about to become a Heavenly Saint. This guy must be stopped."

Qing Longzi's eyes were dark as he shouted coldly. He took a step forward and slashed out with the Dragon-Head Broadsword in his hand. Boundless Saint Force spread out and formed a huge dragon.

The giant dragon roared and shot toward Zhuowen like an arrow. Wherever it passed, the space collapsed and formed countless black holes.

Yang Yi, who was originally lazy, narrowed his eyes. He stepped on the air and swung his long staff. His staff blasted out, forming a dense staff shadow.

These staff shadows gathered together to form a huge golden staff that was thousands of feet long. It came crashing down from the sky and smashed into the huge dragon.

Rumble!

An earth-shattering sound rang out. The sky of the yellow fog world was completely torn apart by this terrifying energy, like a piece of cloth that had been cut open by a knife.

The cultivators nearby all retreated, their eyes filled with fear as they stared at the two people fighting in the sky.

"Why is Yang Yi's strength so terrifying?

Wasn't it said that Qing Longzi was the strongest in the Nine Netherworld Realm?

Why is Qing Longzi on par with Yang Yi? "

Below, countless cultivators were in an uproar, their eyes filled with awe.

In the sky, Yang Yi was holding a golden staff while Qing Longzi was holding a Dragon-Head Broadsword.

The two of them continued to exchange blows on the gigantic golden dragon. They were like two blurry shadows. Every time they collided, a portion of the surrounding space would be shattered to pieces.

Boom! Boom!

Boom! In just a few dozen rounds, the huge golden dragon was completely blown into golden powder by the aftermath of the battle between the two.

At this moment, the entire yellow fog world was covered in a strange golden rain.

"Yang Yi, you've hidden your strength well. I didn't expect your strength to be so terrifying."

Qing Longzi narrowed his eyes and stared at Yang Yi, who was holding a long staff in front of him, and said coldly.

Yang Yi smiled faintly, but he didn't show any complacency. He yawned and said, "I advise you not to find trouble with Zhuo Wen. Let him break through smoothly. We can just wait here. Fighting here and there is just a waste of energy."

Hearing this, Qing Longzi's face darkened, and he said in a low voice, "Those who block me will die!"

As he spoke, Qing Longzi was like an angry dragon. He stepped into the void, and the golden rune between his eyebrows emitted a blazing golden light. Countless golden dragon shadows floated under his feet.

Qing Longzi was the first person to reach ten golden runes. The power of Saint Fate in his body was extremely powerful, while Yang Yi only had nine golden runes.

Even so, Yang Yi still managed to intercept Qing Longzi.

"Kill him!"

Yan Ruhuo was the first to react. He shouted at Yaksha and Gui Sha, who were stunned on the other side.

"Kill!"

Yaksha and Gui Sha nodded. Immediately, they stepped on the empty air and rushed towards Zhuo Wen, who was still in the midst of breaking through, in a pincer attack manner like two sharp arrows.

As for Yan Ruhuo, he followed behind the two, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"Oh no!

Brother Zhuo is breaking through. We can't let him be disturbed. "

Wu Die's face changed slightly. The thin wings on her back opened and closed, and she quickly disappeared like a gust of wind.

When she reappeared, she was already in front of Zhuowen. With a wave of her hand, seven golden runes flew out from between her eyebrows and turned into a golden whip.

Boom! Boom!

The golden whip swept out, and the shadow of the whip filled the sky.

Wu Die did not attack. Instead, she used the shadow of the whip to form an extremely tough defense.

The moment Wu Die arrived, Mo Wen and Fo Wen's clones also landed beside Wu Die. Whether it was Mo Wen or Fo Wen, they both held golden Buddhist Commandment Blades.

Fo Wen was surrounded by Buddhist Light, while Mo Wen's Demonic Qi soared into the sky. The two of them had a tacit understanding. They crossed their blades and took a defensive stance.

"You're courting death!"

Yan Ruhuo arrived in an instant, and his golden sword smashed down, causing the void to explode.

The power of the sword had shattered the void!

Crack!

The defensive stance formed by Wu Die, Mo Wen, and Fo Wen completely collapsed under the sword. The three of them spat out mouthfuls of blood and retreated.

"Hold on!"

Jian Mu blasted away the opponent in front of him. Surrounded by sword shadows, he stepped on his sword and blocked in front of Wu Die and the other two.

His sword aura soared into the sky, like a god or a demon.

Clang!

The two long swords clashed. Jian Mu retreated dozens of steps, while Yan Ruhuo retreated a few steps.

"Hmm?

Jian Mu of Fine God Academy, you have eight golden runes? "

Yan Ruhuo's eyes narrowed as he stared at the young man with a sword in front of him.

Jian Mu was not famous in the Ninth Netherworld Realm, but in recent years, he had suddenly risen.

Although Jian Mu's cultivation was only at the Sage-to-be level, he had comprehended the Law of Ruthlessness, coupled with his powerful and exquisite swordsmanship. In addition, he was a sword cultivator himself. His offensive skills were unparalleled in the world.

Although he was only at the Sage-to-be level, Jian Mu had defeated a Void Arcane Saint Realm Saint. His combat strength was extremely terrifying.

In the world of yellow fog, everyone's Origin Energy, Mind Power, Power of Law, and even Spiritual Rings could not be used. Everyone's starting point was the same.

However, Jian Mu was different. Although he could not use the Law of Ruthlessness or Origin Energy, his exquisite swordsmanship was extremely powerful.

Here, his combat strength was displayed to the greatest extent.

Jian Mu only had six golden runes earlier, but in this short moment, he had killed seven or eight people in a row. The Saint Luck he had obtained had caused the golden runes between his eyebrows to evolve from six to eight. His Saint Aura was vast and mighty.

"Jian Mu, how dare you stop me?"

Yan Ruhuo's eyes were cold as he stared at the expressionless young man holding a long sword in front of him.

"Why wouldn't I?"

Jian Mu stood in front of Yan Ruhuo and spat out such a sentence. His battle intent soared to the sky.

"Good, good, good!

I said that those who block me will die. "

Yan Ruhuo snorted coldly and stepped out. His speed soared to the extreme, like a stream of light.

Jian Mu was awe-inspiring, but he was not afraid. His Sword Qi soared to the sky and turned into ten thousand swords.

Jian Mu's offensive swordsmanship was displayed to the extreme. Countless sword shadows formed around him as if forming a sword defense.

Ding! Ding!

Yan Ruhuo's sword was extremely heavy. Every move of his seemed to contain the power of ten thousand catties. On the other hand, Jian Mu's sword was as light as the wind. However, if they were to collide, the killing intent contained within would be fatal.

The two swords bombarded each other in the void, bursting with power that could collapse space. The countless sword shadows dazzled many martial artists.

"Let's go!"

The moment Yan Ruhuo and Jian Mu fought, Yaksha and Gui Sha looked at each other and continued to rush toward Zhuowen.

However, the moment they were about to reach Zhuowen, they were intercepted by two figures.

"Mo Wen, how dare you stop me?

If you get out of the way and let me kill Zhuowen, I can ask the Island Master to let you back into the deserted island. In the future, you will still be a part of the deserted island and the Desolate Nether Realm. "

Gui Sha stared at Mo Wen and said in a low voice.

On the other side, Yaksha was blocked by the Buddhist text and could not touch Zhuowen at all.

"Fight!"

"Amitabha, this path is blocked!"

Mo Wen and the Buddhist text each gave their own answer. Then, they burst out with their own battle strength and rushed toward Gui Sha and Yaksha.

For a moment, the shockwaves of the battle spread out in all directions like ripples in water.

The entire yellow fog world became somewhat chaotic.

As the fuse of this battle, Zhuowen was floating quietly in the air. His body was wrapped in Saint Luck.

"Ice, Fire, Void, Desolation, Death!"

Zhuowen closed his eyes and murmured. These four were the power of laws in his body. He knew that if he wanted to become a true Saint, he had to integrate these five laws into his own Saint Power.

At this moment, the golden Saint Luck around him poured into Zhuowen's body. This Saint Luck followed Zhuowen's meridians and entered his Dantian.

Under the effect of the Saint Luck, the Yuanli in his Dantian began to gradually transform into golden Saint Power.

When Zhuowen's Dantian was completely dyed golden, Zhuowen knew that the power in his Dantian would no longer be called Yuanli, but Saint Power.

This was much more powerful than Yuanli. It was a power that only Saints could have.

"Next, I have to summon my own laws and integrate them into Saint Power. Then, I can become a Saint."