Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

2The Origin Formation was constantly being bombarded, causing Ao Lingchen's facial expression to become heavier and heavier.    

    

Ao Lingchen wasn't the only one with a solemn expression. Sword Emperor Wusheng, Emperor Gan, and all the emperors of Exquisite Sound Valley had ashen faces.    

    

They didn't expect Haotian Saint Lord to be so shameless.    

    

As a Martial Ruler expert, he had actually attacked a Peak of True King junior.    

    

Sword Emperor Wusheng stared at the seemingly casual attack in the sky with his fierce eyes. He kept unleashing his energy towards Ao Lingchen. "Haotian Saint Lord, do you still have any face left? You even attacked me personally?"    

    

Sword Emperor Wusheng's roar stunned everyone on the scene.    

    

They never thought that Sword Emperor Wusheng would be so bold as to roar at Haotian Saint Lord.    

    

Furthermore, these words were an insult to Haotian Saint Lord. They were afraid that it would infuriate him.    

    

Ao Lingchen looked at Sword Emperor Wusheng's actions with a serious expression in his eyes.    

    

He knew that Sword Emperor Wusheng was trying to save him and attract Haotian Saint Lord's attention to him.    

    

However, this would make him the target of Haotian Saint Lord's hatred.    

    

Once Haotian Saint Lord attacked him, with Sword Emperor Wusheng's strength, there was no hope of stopping him.    

    

"Hmph, you don't know the difference between life and death!"    

    

A cold light glinted in Haotian Saint Lord's eyes as he waved his right hand.    

    

A suffocating energy rushed towards Sword Emperor Wusheng.    

    

Bang!    

    

A dull explosion sounded. Sword Emperor Wusheng was sent flying away like a cannonball.    

    

Blood sprayed in the air as his body heavily crashed onto the ground.    

    

Sword Emperor Wusheng didn't have any strength to resist Haotian Saint Lord's overbearing attack.    

    

"Sword Emperor!" Emperor Gan and the others exclaimed.    

    

Haotian Saint Lord's domineering strike had caused Sword Emperor Wusheng's life and death to be unknown.    

    

A Martial Ruler warrior's attack was just too terrifying.    

    

The reason why he didn't shatter Ao Lingchen's Origin Formation wasn't because he didn't have enough strength to destroy it.    

    

It was because he wanted to test how strong Ao Lingchen's Origin Formation was.    

    

Since Sword Emperor Wusheng dared to speak to him in such a manner, how could he let him go?    

    

He was a mighty Martial Ruler, an existence that far exceeded the Sovereign realm. How dare a puny Sovereign insult him?    

    

Everyone was shocked when they felt the energy fluctuation and Qi unleashed by Haotian Saint Lord.    

    

The strength of a Martial Ruler was so powerful that it made everyone's heart and soul tremble.    

    

This was just too terrifying. It was comparable to an invincible power.    

    

In the eyes of all the emperors, Sword Emperor Wusheng's strength was one of the top. It was hard to find an emperor amongst the nine major powers that could defeat him.    

    

He was an invincible emperor who stood in the midst of all the emperors.    

    

However, such a king was actually so weak in front of a Martial Ruler.    

    

"Is this the power of a Martial Ruler? It's ridiculously strong!" The emperors of the various sects who were watching the battle in the distance said to themselves in a deep voice.    

    

They were all shocked by the divine might that Haotian Saint Lord had displayed.    

    

They knew that the strength of a Martial Ruler was far beyond that of an Emperor, but they didn't know much about the true gap between them. They believed that as long as there were enough sovereigns, they might be able to fight a Martial Ruler.    

    

But now, after Haotian Saint Lord attacked Sword Emperor Wusheng, all of them could feel it. They understood that there was a huge difference between a Martial Ruler and an Emperor.    

    

They were afraid that no matter how many of them there were, they wouldn't be able to defeat a Martial Ruler.    

    

The strength of a Martial Ruler was incomparably terrifying. It was just too strong.    

    

"What I do is not something a puny Sovereign like you can question." Haotian Saint Lord said coldly.    

    

As he spoke, runes appeared all around his body and surrounded him. There was a peerless aura coming from his body.    

    

At least to the many emperors present, he was indeed peerless.    

    

That terrifying aura frightened many of the experts present. They secretly sighed. Martial Ruler was indeed powerful.    

    

After sending Sword Emperor Wusheng flying with a single strike, Haotian Saint Lord no longer paid any attention to the former. Instead, he unleashed a domineering attack towards the Origin Formation below.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

The overbearing fist force landed on the Origin Formation. The powerful force caused it to tremble violently.    

    

Almost instantly, the Origin Formation that Ao Lingchen was confident in collapsed.    

    

The moment the formation was broken, Ao Lingchen spat out a mouthful of blood. His Qi instantly weakened.    

    

His strength seemed to have been sucked away at this moment, and he collapsed onto the ground.    

    

Facing such a powerful attack, Ao Lingchen had no hope of retaliating at all.    

    

Looking at the attack of the Sacred Lord, the other six Great Sovereigns who were going to attack Ao Lingchen also stopped attacking.    

    

They knew that from the moment the Sacred Lord attacked, Ao Lingchen had already become the prey of the Sacred Lord, and they had no right to interfere.    

    

If they attacked recklessly, they would be punished by the Sacred Lord instead.    

    

Haotian Saint Lord stepped into the air and approached Ao Lingchen.    

    

He was extremely dignified, and his body was emitting a suffocating pressure. He looked down at Ao Lingchen like a god that had descended from the heavens.    

    

"Samsara Body? Does he have the right to be arrogant?"    

    

Haotian Saint Lord looked at Ao Lingchen with contempt, his face showing some ridicule.    

    

"No matter how strong one's talent is, or how strong one's physique is, if one doesn't grow up in a day, then it's just a lie. A true expert only cares about strength, not physique and talent. "    

    

A terrifying pressure surged out from Haotian Saint Lord's body, enveloping Ao Lingchen.    

    

This pressure was like a huge mountain, crushing towards Ao Lingchen's body, as if it wanted to use this force to crush his body.    

    

Facing Haotian Saint Lord's pressure, Ao Lingchen's eyes slightly bulged, and his body trembled violently.    

    

He could feel that the blood in his body had become chaotic at this moment, as if it wanted to burst out of his body.    

    

Under the impact of this pressure, cracks began to appear on the bones in his body.    

    

Death seemed to be right in front of Ao Lingchen's eyes.    

    

What kind of combat strength was this? Just the pressure alone was enough to take his life.    

    

At this moment, Ao Lingchen finally experienced the true power of a Martial Ruler.    

    

The power of a Martial Ruler was truly displayed at this moment. It was indeed incomparably powerful!    

    

Enduring the intense pain in his body, despair emerged in Ao Lingchen's heart.    

    

He didn't know how long he could last in the face of Haotian Saint Lord's pressure.    

    

Perhaps he could last a little longer, or perhaps in the next second, his body would be crushed by the terrifying pressure.    

    

Emperor Gan and the others were fighting intensely against the enemy in front of them. They wanted to break through the seal and rescue Ao Lingchen.    

    

However, in their hearts, they had no confidence.    

    

With Haotian Saint Lord's help, they knew very well that with their strength, there was no way they could stop the man in front of them. There was no way they could save Ao Lingchen from this man.    

    

When they thought of this outcome, despair emerged in the hearts of Emperor Gan and the others.    

    

They had no other choice.    

    

Haotian Saint Lord's attack had made all the people who were still struggling completely despair.    

    

Haotian Saint Lord looked at Ao Lingchen, who was lying on the ground and staring at him fiercely. He sneered, "I have seen many of your unconvinced eyes. Those people died in the end."    

    

As he spoke, a sharp light shot out from Haotian Saint Lord's finger.    

    

Puff! Blood splashed out. A bloody hole appeared on Ao Lingchen's arm. With the bloody hole as the center, his arm broke inch by inch, and blood splashed everywhere.    

    

"Ah!" Ao Lingchen let out a miserable roar.    

    

Ao Lingchen, who was facing the heavenly tribulation, didn't even let out a single cry of pain, let out such a miserable cry. It was imaginable what kind of pain he was enduring.    

    

Haotian Saint Lord's attack didn't only affect Ao Lingchen's body, it also caused his soul to be violently torn apart.    

    

This scene stunned everyone. The ferocity of Haotian Saint Lord's attack had far exceeded their understanding.    

    

However, no one dared to speak.    

    

Even Ao Luoluo's mouth was covered by the Sovereign of Exquisite Sound Valley, preventing her from acting rashly.    

    

It was because the Haotian Saint Lord in front of her was too powerful, so powerful that it was incomparable. He was completely undefeatable!    

    

Anyone who offended him at this moment would probably die.    

    

While screaming, Ao Lingchen coughed out a large mouthful of blood.    

    

The injuries on his body had made his Qi incomparably weak.    

    

This strike of Haotian Saint Lord was hard for him to defend against.    

    

Such a powerful enemy was too terrifying.    

    

Haotian Saint Lord looked at Ao Lingchen indifferently, his eyes were filled with a cold light, "Weren't you able to cause a lot of trouble just now? Why aren't you causing a lot of trouble now?"    

    

"Get up. Let me see how you are torturing yourself." Haotian Saint Lord said with a cold smile.    

    

A terrifying aura burst out from his body.    

    

Haotian Saint Lord had wanted to attack Ao Lingchen a long time ago.    

    

This brat actually didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. He actually dared to kill so many geniuses of Haotian Saint Land. Even the Heavenly Saint Body that he had high hopes for was killed by him.    

    

How could he tolerate such hatred?    

    

The reason why Haotian Saint Lord didn't attack just now was because he was wary of Jiang Chengzi from the Saint Asura Sect.    

    

Now that he had waited for so long and Jiang Chengzi had yet to show himself, he wouldn't waste any more time.    

    

"Initially, I thought that Jiang Chengzi from the Saint Asura Sect would come and save you. Unfortunately, he didn't come."    

    

As he spoke, Haotian Saint Lord's right forefinger shot out a ferocious light. It struck Ao Lingchen's body and his lower abdomen. * Hong Long...... *    

    

"Puff!"    

    

The finger light directly opened up a bloody hole in Ao Lingchen's lower abdomen. His intestines were pierced through, and blood splashed everywhere.    

    

The moment Ao Lingchen's lower abdomen was pierced through, his body started trembling violently.    

    

He let out a miserable scream.    

    

His whole body was trembling. The continuous heavy blows had made him lose all hope.    

    

Haotian Saint Lord's attack this time was so vicious that it made everyone's hairs stand on end. Everyone knew that this was a person they couldn't afford to offend. This was a ruthless person.    

    

Ao Lingchen was lying on the ground, continuously coughing out blood. He couldn't move anymore, and could only lie there and wait for his death.    

    

Emperor Gan and the others were furious when they saw Ao Lingchen being severely injured and tortured.    

    

They never thought that Haotian Saint Lord would be so despicable and cruel to such an extent. How could he be so cruel to a junior?    

    

If he wanted to kill or cut, he would give it a quick death, but this bastard chose to torture him cruelly.    

    

"Forget it. I'll give you a quick death if I don't destroy your reincarnation origin."    

    

Haotian Saint Lord stared coldly at Ao Lingchen and said.    

    

He clenched his right fist tightly, and a powerful force surged on top of it.    

    

He was prepared to give Ao Lingchen a final blow.    

    

"Go to hell!"    

    

A ruthless voice sounded from Haotian Saint Lord's mouth.    

    

A bright light of a fist shot towards Ao Lingchen's head.    

    

Looking at the incoming light of the fist, a trace of relief appeared on Ao Lingchen's face.    

    

"Is it finally going to end?"    

    

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