Supreme Sword God

Chapter 707: Chapter 706: I’m Going to Slay a Saint—Who Wants to Die?

Ye Chen’s thoughts quickly turned as he pondered how he could help Feng Wanli, this fool.

While in the battlefield within the light screen.

The battle also came to a conclusion.

Among the aliens, seven out of ten Dharma Realm warriors were killed, while three escaped.

From the human race, one fell and another was seriously injured and withdrew from the light screen.

In other words, this battle pushed the aliens’ territory back by eighty thousand miles!

Counting the previous two battles Ye Chen participated in, they managed to shrink the aliens’ land by two hundred and eighty thousand miles!

The Eastern Region’s territory is vast, and the aliens had claimed a large portion, but now they’ve already lost about one-third!

Their initial plan was to use the Grand Assembly of Hundred Races as an opportunity to expand their territory, but it backfired.

Feng Kuang’s body returned to normal, and with several others, he rushed out from the space covered by the light screen.

In the human camp, there was naturally another burst of cheers!

Feng Kuang returned to the preparation area, directly stood in front of Ye Chen, and said, "I didn’t do as well as you."

Ye Chen replied, "You killed better than I did. Brother Feng, I have something to discuss with you. You have so many Divine Techniques, is it possible for you to lend me a bit of their power?"

Feng Kuang: "...Sure, after all, you also practice the Flesh Dao and have birthed Divine Techniques.

However, the power I use to activate the Divine Techniques won’t linger on you for long, and you’re not fighting right now, what do you want this power for?

Moreover, even if I give you the power to activate Divine Techniques, you won’t be able to use it."

Ye Chen responded, "Let’s give it a try. I’m preparing to accomplish something big!"

"Alright!" Feng Kuang, without a word, suddenly placed a hand on Ye Chen’s shoulder.

An unusual power surged from Feng Kuang’s palm, rushing into Ye Chen’s body.

Ye Chen’s face showed a hint of joy.

The power to activate the Divine Techniques indeed has similarities!

However, Feng Kuang’s power fits his own Divine Techniques but doesn’t suit Ye Chen’s Divine Techniques.

"Let’s give it all!" Ye Chen muttered, and suddenly, a strand of ancient tribal origin power leaked out.

The ancient tribal origins can’t directly restore the power to activate Divine Techniques, but they can fuse with Feng Kuang’s power.

Although Lingxiao had advised not to use primitive ancient tribal methods freely in East Desolate City, the situation was special now, leaving no room for hesitation.

At this moment.

Two figures emerged from the alien camp.

A man and a woman.

The man bore the mark of the Hundred Spirits Race on his brow and emanated a transcendental aura, with ripples swirling around him, unleashing gentle breezes across the land.

This is the power of the Wind Law!

The woman was clad in Purple Crystal armor, her purple hair dancing, exuding a heroic spirit, especially with the shimmering long blade in her hand, covered in ice crystals!

Half-Sacred Artifact, Ice Law!

These were the most extraordinary talents of the Hundred Spirits and Purple Crystal race, Ling Miesheng and Purple Dream!

Even though the Hundred Spirits are one of the three major Celestial Races among the aliens, under fifty years old, there is only one Saint Realm, Ling Miesheng.

Purple Dream from the Purple Crystal Race is the greatest talent in their history, despite the Purple Crystal Race’s bloodline being inferior to the Hundred Spirits Race, Purple Dream was incredibly competitive.

Originally, the Purple Crystal Race’s status in the Alien Race Alliance could only be considered moderately high.

But just because of Purple Dream, the Purple Crystal Race has gained substantial influence in the Alien Race Alliance.

Purple Dream’s future achievements are boundless, and in a few decades, it is foreseeable that the Purple Crystal Race might become the fourth strongest race among the aliens, after the three major Celestial Races, under Purple Dream’s leadership!

"Feng Wanli, next, it’s our fight!" Ling Miesheng of the Hundred Spirits Race shouted.

The Hundred Spirits Race holds the alien regency in the Eastern Region, today’s sour affair for the Alien Race Alliance is a huge blow to the Hundred Spirits Race’s prestige.

If Feng Wanli is killed, it would somewhat regain face for the Hundred Spirits Race.

Feng Wanli sneered, stepping into mid-air, as he swung his Fiery Blood Demon Slaying Spear, unleashing the power of the Wind and Thunder Law, the wind howled and thunder roared.

"With twin laws and a Sacred Artifact in hand, you are indeed strong, but not the only one of that strength!" Ling Miesheng sneered, and suddenly, amidst the Wind Law surrounding him, emerged a surging heatwave, glowing with fiery lights.

He also mastered twin laws!

The Wind and Fire Law swept across heaven and earth, with terrifying might.

Soon, Ling Miesheng’s hand revealed a long halberd, the power erupting from it...was clearly also a Sacred Artifact!

"Ling Miesheng, let’s finish quickly, kill him together without letting him escape!" Purple Dream from the Purple Crystal Race spoke.

Ling Miesheng nodded.

In the human camp, all brows were furrowed.

Today’s Grand Assembly of Hundred Races, the human race gained significantly in the first three rounds, but the upcoming battle in the Saint Realm presented a huge challenge!

Feng Wanli is very strong, with terrifying talent, twin laws to Saint Realm, wielding the Fiery Blood Demon Slaying Spear.

Yet... Ling Miesheng also has twin laws to Saint Realm, also possesses a Sacred Weapon, plus there’s Purple Dream from the Purple Crystal Race who wields Half-Saint Weapon teaming up with Ling Miesheng.

"Feng Wanli, don’t enter the light screen, skip this battle!"

"We’ve already reclaimed 280,000 miles of territory, there’s no need to continue, even if you don’t fight this round, they’ll have to retreat their territory by 260,000 miles!"

"There’s no reason to fight to the death, there will be plenty of opportunities to clash in the future!"

Shouts echoed around.

Ling Miesheng sneered, "Feng Wanli, if you’re not brave enough to fight this round, then you..."

Before Ling Miesheng could finish.

Feng Wanli’s form flickered and entered the light screen, raising the Fiery Blood Demon Slaying Spear with a loud shout, "Let’s fight!"

Ling Miesheng laughed, "As you wish!"

With that, Ling Miesheng and Purple Dream flew toward the light screen.

And at that moment.

Suddenly, an intervention arose.

A loud shout echoed.

"You two, stop right there!"

Ye Chen’s form flew out.

Feng Kuang’s body staggered, nearly falling, as his strength had been almost completely drained by Ye Chen...

Watching Ye Chen’s back, soaring out, Feng Kuang’s expression revealed a complex look.

Ye Chen, what is he really trying to do?

Can Ye Chen use his energy?

Even if Ye Chen could use it, does he intend to fight these two Saint Realm prodigies from the alien races?

All gazes naturally turned to Ye Chen at that moment.

The Grand Hall Master of the True Martial Hall, Lingxiao, furrowed his brow, shouting, "Ye Chen, come back!"

Ye Chen laughed heartily, "Grand Hall Master, I’ve been in East Desolate City for over a month now, and haven’t done anything significant. I’m really itching to do something grand, so today I’ll kill a Saint Realm to satisfy my itch!"

These words left everyone dumbfounded, thinking they’d misheard.

Ye Chen said... itching... wants to kill a Saint Realm for fun?

"Ye Chen, I’ll kill these two!" Feng Wanli, already inside the light screen, shouted.

"Brother Feng, you can’t just take all the glory, leave some for me!" Ye Chen casually said, then looked at Ling Miesheng and Purple Dream, who had stopped, and said, "I aim to slay a Saint, which of you two wishes to die!"