Yuan’s Ascension

Chapter 1197: Wu Yuan’s Reputation (2)

Just outside the Immortal Court’s Ling Jiang Saintdom, three figures stood transfixed.

True Saint Bu Xiu, True Saint Taiyuan, and True Saint Luan Jiang stared in shocked silence at the distant battle raging in the void.

“One move, and True Saint An Yu was annihilated?”

“Even with True Saint Xiao Yao burning his Saint Realm’s essence, he’s still completely overwhelmed by Wu Yuan.”

“True Saint Yun Hai, fleeing for his life?”

The three True Saints were deeply shaken. They had anticipated that Wu Yuan was hiding some strength, but never imagined his power would reach such terrifying heights. This far exceeded any of their predictions.

“This is definitely the True Saint level of combat power,” True Saint Taiyuan said softly.

True Saint Bu Xiu and True Saint Luan Jiang remained silent, wordlessly agreeing with this assessment.

Their judgment wasn’t wrong. In terms of raw power, Wu Yuan’s Eternal Matter Body combined with vital ether allowed him to approach the Full Saint level. But with the Xiantian Instrument, Limitless Sacred Saber, he could unleash the True Saint-level ultimate technique Limitless Chaos. This elevated Wu Yuan’s combat power to the Threshold True Saint level.

“True Saint Xiao Yao is doomed,” True Saint Luan Jiang suddenly declared. “But we cannot allow True Saint Yun Hai to escape. It’s my turn to act.”

Whoosh~ Eldritch Progenitor Luan Jiang transformed into a streak of purple light, tearing across the heavens in pursuit of the fleeing True Saint Yun Hai.

“We need not intervene,” True Saint Taiyuan murmured.

“Let’s wait and observe,” True Saint Bu Xiu agreed as they remained motionless in the void.

They maintained vigilant awareness of the surrounding space. Their senses detected multiple True Saints observing from the four directions of spacetime around the Immortal Court’s Ling Jiang Saintdom.

With True Saint Luan Jiang now engaging in battle, concealment became impossible. True Saint Bu Xiu revealed himself while True Saint Taiyuan remained hidden.

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“Wu Yuan’s strength!”

“This…!”

“An Yu has fallen?”

“True Saint level power? From a mere sempiternal lifeform?”

Those secretly observing the battle were plunged into absolute shock.

Originally, they had merely intended to watch, seeking an opportunity to intervene. But Wu Yuan’s power terrified even these True Saints, causing them to withdraw their consciousnesses instinctively.

If Wu Yuan could sustain such powerful bursts, after dispatching True Saint Xiao Yao, he could easily turn his attention to them. By then, it would be too late to flee.

“We must report to the Dao Zenithel immediately.”

“Within the Ling Jiang Universe, no one can stop Wu Yuan now. He’s invincible within this realm.” Complex thoughts raced through these True Saints’ minds as they hastily began relaying the news.

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While Wu Yuan’s body refiner self shocked and terrified True Saints from all sides with the capabilities he unveiled, he remained focused solely on his immediate task. He lacked even the capacity to deal with True Saint Yun Hai at the moment, concentrating entirely on subduing True Saint Xiao Yao.

Boom! Boom! Boom! In this terrifying battle, Wu Yuan swung his saber again and again, attacking True Saint Xiao Yao methodically.

Initially, although each clash wounded True Saint Xiao Yao, he leveraged the impact to propel himself further away, maintaining the distance between them.

Recognizing this strategy, Wu Yuan swiftly adapted. His saber techniques remained blindingly fast and razor-sharp, but instead of broad sweeping strikes, he shifted to an unrelenting torrent of precise attacks. His towering figure continuously flickered between dimensions, attempting to cleave at True Saint Xiao Yao from unpredictable angles.

This tactical shift drastically slowed True Saint Xiao Yao’s speed of escape.

Boom! Another terrifying exchange shook the void.

Aaargh! True Saint Xiao Yao howled inwardly in frustration and pain. Damn it, how can a mere sempiternal lifeform possess such incredible power? How can his saber techniques be so versatile—combining both an extreme piercing nature and perfect restraint? How long has he even been cultivating? He teetered on the edge of collapse.

He thought he could at least preserve his life by burning his Saint Realm’s essence. But the bitter reality crushed that hope. Wu Yuan was simply too formidable to overcome.

For normal powerhouses, their self-created Daos had limitations, with strengths concentrated in specific areas. True Saint An Yu excelled in domain restraints but had average physical defense. True Saint Yun Hai boasted extremely strong physical defense but poor ability to restrain enemies.

Similarly, True Saint Xiao Yao commanded decent attacks and domain techniques but possessed very average evasion abilities.

Yet he faced Wu Yuan, whose self-created Dao was remarkably comprehensive and nearly perfect, excelling most in direct combat and physical defense.

This didn’t mean Wu Yuan was weak in other areas. On the contrary, with minimal effort in cultivation, he could become extraordinarily powerful in any aspect.

In evasion techniques, he was second only to those who cultivated the Great Dao of Spacetime.

In domain restraints, he was second only to those who cultivated the Great Dao of Yin-Yang.

In soul attacks, he was second only to soul-class powerhouses that could construct Dream Worlds.

Given another hundred million years to deduce and create various ultimate techniques and secret arts, Wu Yuan’s direct combat ability might not improve substantially, but all other aspects would undergo profound changes.

“True Saint Xiao Yao!” Wu Yuan’s voice cut through the void, his eyes cold as ice. “From the moment you appeared, your fate was sealed.”

He cleaved through True Saint Xiao Yao’s defenses repeatedly, sending him flying with each strike, his vital aura growing fainter with each collision.

Whoom~ True Saint Xiao Yao’s aura abruptly weakened, the power behind his golden staves dramatically reduced.

“No!” True Saint Xiao Yao’s expression transformed into one of utter horror, tinged with madness. “Damn it all!!”

Burning one’s Saint Realm essence had its limits, and now True Saint Xiao Yao’s was completely exhausted. Instantly, his burst power weakened significantly, falling below his initial strength.

“Die!” Wu Yuan’s saber techniques transformed once more, shifting from continuous torrents to incredibly violent and focused strikes.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! The blade rays howled through the void like a waterfall cascading downward, completely engulfing True Saint Xiao Yao.

“No!” he screamed, his voice breaking. “I shouldn’t have come! I shouldn’t have!” The desperate howl echoed through the void.

Several samsara cycles ago, he had already died once, and it had been incredibly difficult to revive and return. To fall again now? It was uncertain whether he could revive at all.

Boom! Boom! Boom! True Saint Xiao Yao’s aura grew weaker and weaker until it completely dissipated into nothingness.

The entire void fell into profound silence.

True Saint Xiao Yao was dead.

This True Saint Xiao Yao’s battle armor must have been a Xiantian Instrument to withstand my attacks for so long. Wu Yuan muttered to himself. It took nearly a hundred strikes to kill him.

Wu Yuan waved his hand, collecting all the treasures left behind by True Saint Xiao Yao. However, he had no time to examine them carefully.

Wielding his saber, Wu Yuan strode across the void, rapidly heading to where another great battle was unfolding. There, True Saint Luan Jiang was engaged in fierce combat with True Saint Yun Hai.

Whoosh~ Endless purple mist surged forth, enveloping the vast spacetime around the combatants. This ethereal mist strove to engulf True Saint Yun Hai, preventing his escape.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Accompanied by the whistling of countless spears, innumerable spear silhouettes stirred through the mists, desperately restraining True Saint Yun Hai, preventing him from building momentum or speed.

“Luan Jiang,” True Saint Yun Hai snarled through gritted teeth. “If this were the cosmic sea, you wouldn’t be able to touch me. If you have the guts, come face me in the cosmic sea!” His roar carried frustration and rage.

The countless spear silhouettes and mists couldn’t harm him directly, but they effectively hindered his movement, reducing his current flight speed to less than a fifth.

Trying to escape via the weak points in the River of Universes’ spacetime? It would take far, far too long.

“Hahaha! Too bad, this isn’t the cosmic sea.” True Saint Luan Jiang laughed loudly. “In the cosmic sea, I wouldn’t be your match. But here in the River of Universes, we’re both suppressed, and the gap in our strength has narrowed.”

True Saint Luan Jiang possessed Standard True Saint-level strength. In stark contrast, True Saint Yun Hai had Peak True Saint strength, having cultivated an Eternal Matter Body and achieving far greater renown. Yet within the confines of the River of Universes, both found their powers compressed to the Full Saint level. Though True Saint Yun Hai retained a slight advantage, the gap between them had diminished considerably.

Suddenly, a thunderous aura swept toward them from the distance—Wu Yuan approached rapidly, fresh from his victory over True Saint Xiao Yao.

“Hahaha!” True Saint Luan Jiang’s laughter cut through the air. “True Saint Yun Hai, your moments in this world are numbered. Burn your Saint Realm’s essence if you wish—buy yourself a fleeting reprieve. But once it’s depleted, your death is certain.”

True Saint Yun Hai’s expression frosted over instantly. He knew the gravity of his situation.

“That fool Xiao Yao,” he hissed through clenched teeth. “Dead already? How useless!”

He understood with complete clarity that, barring some miraculous intervention, he would soon join True Saint An Yu and True Saint Xiao Yao in oblivion. Not because they were weak—but because Wu Yuan was incomprehensibly powerful.