War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

In just a blink of an eye, only one out of three disciples from the Wandering Saint Palace was left!

Although the remaining disciple of the Wandering Saint Palace was at the Fifth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage, his expression changed drastically when he saw the power of the sword qi that shot out of Duan Ling Tian’s index finger. Duan Ling Tian did not even use any Saint Weapon to kill two powerhouses at the Fourth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage. “This… How’s this possible!?” He had lost his confidence as a powerhouse at the Fifth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage. Moreover, fear began to rise from the depth of his heart. Alarm bells began to ring in his mind.

Whoosh!

The quick whistling sound of the sword qi rang again.

Upon hearing the whistling sound, the crowd of people widened their eyes in confusion. Their hearts were in turmoil. “There’s still more!?”

The fleeting sword qi, as if guided by a divine entity, shot toward the powerhouse at the Fifth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage.

There was no doubt the disciple from the Wandering Saint Palace who was at the Fifth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage could not avoid the sword qi. He trembled in fear when he heard the whistling sound.

The expression of the powerhouse at the Fifth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage turned terrified as he screamed, “No!!!” At this moment, his life was hanging on a fine thread. He thought he was definitely going to die since the sword qi was traveling at the speed of light toward him. Moreover, it was locked on him like a missile. He did not think he would be able to avoid this attack so he did not bother trying to escape at all. Moreover, he was rooted to the spot out of fear. It felt as though his legs had turned to lead. All of this was his own doing, it had nothing to do with Duan Ling Tian.

At the moment when Duan Ling Tian’s sword qi was about to kill the Wandering Saint Palace’s disciple at the Fifth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage…

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of wind howling was accompanied by a shower of daggers. It appeared to flank the disciple at the Fifth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage, fending off Duan Ling Tian’s attack. The shower of daggers crushed the sword qi in just an instant.

Against all odds, the disciple from the Wandering Saint Palace who was at the Fifth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage managed to escape death!

“Who is it!?” Duan Ling Tian was momentarily stunned. He quickly regained his senses and looked up into the sky.

A figure hovered in the air. There was no doubt the shower of daggers came from this person.

At the same time, the crowd followed Duan Ling Tian’s line of sight and looked into the sky as well.

The figure belonged to a woman dressed in a robe as white as snow. Her hair was silky and straight. Although only her back could be seen, she emanated a cold aura that prevented people from getting close to her.

As soon as Huang Qi Ling saw the back view of the figure, his eyes widened and he instantly cried out after bowing respectfully, “Sister Wen Jing!”

“Sister Wen Jing?” The disciples from the Wandering Saint Palace who was at the Fifth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage recovered from his shock of almost being killed by Duan Ling Tian when he heard Huang Qi Ling’s voice. He turned look at the woman who had just saved him. The instant he saw the woman, the fear in his eyes vanished and was replaced by joy and excitement. In the next moment, his expression turned solemn as he said, “Sister Wen Jing, you have to avenge Qi Gang and Yuji!” As he spoke, he pointed at Duan Ling Tian and said angrily, “It’s him! He’s the one who killed Qi Gang and Yu Ji!”

Lin Qi Gang and Situ Yu Ji were the two powerhouses at the Fourth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage from the Wandering Saint Palace whom Duan Ling Tian had killed.

“He’s also friends with Huang Qi Ling… Huang Qi Ling is trying to revolt. He’s planning to join forces with outsiders to kill the disciples from the Wandering Saint Palace!” He accused Huang Qi Ling.

While the disciple at the Fifth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage was loudly accusing Huang Qi Ling, many people began to recognize the women dressed in the snowy white robe.

“It’s Huang Wen Jing!” Many people could recognize her even though only her back could be seen.

“Huang Wen Jing?”

A commotion broke out when the crowd heard Huang Wen Jing’s name.