Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 428: 243_1

Translator: 549690339

Chapter 243, Holy Throne Battle

The half-step Saint-level Monster continued to roar, its terrifying sound waves shattering space as if to obliterate everything. The Heavenly Saint Taoist chuckled coldly, launching his Divine Skill to isolate the sound waves in one fell swoop.

Next, by turning his hand into a seal, a heavent-defying Saint Being’s power heavily smashed into the half-step sacred throne demonic beast causing it to tremble with terror. The laws were devastating the Giant body, as if it was about to explode. This was just a casual strike by a Sanctuary Powerhouse.

“You’re a tiny half-step Saint-Seat, will you continue to obstruct?” The Heavenly Saint Taoist took a step forward, bracing himself for another attack. If the opponent did not retreat, he wouldn’t mind annihilating it.

A half-step Saint is ultimately just half-step. Although it bears the name of Saint-Seat, it is in fact just in the Dominating Realm, far behind himself and the True Saint Throne. If it were smart, it would make way. If it insists on acting foolishly, then he would have no qualms about a killing spree.

“You are a Saint, and I am far from your match. Even if I continue to cultivate for a thousand years, I may never reach your level, and may not even step into Saint-Seat in my lifetime. But for the sake of protecting the Demon Beast King, even if I should die and my soul dispersed today, what does it matter if I would never reincarnate?”

With a determined look in its eyes, the half-step saint-level monster said in human language: “And also, you have already been injured in your battle with the Beast King. Your domineering attitude now is only a show to intimidate others. Actually, your strength is only one-tenth of what it used to be. As a half-step Saint, I am not incapable of fighting.”

Upon hearing this, a flicker of panic appeared in the eyes of the Heavenly Saint Taoist. Indeed, the opponent’s words had hit him at his painful spot. A hundred years ago, he was on the brink of falling, with his life close to its end. However, he was not willing to accept this. After all, he had already reached the Saint-Seat, fulfilling the highest realm of cultivation.

In order to prolong his life, he had fought with the Beast King, aiming to obtain the Supreme Treasure of the Demon Beast Clan, the Inner Alchemy. If he could get the Inner Alchemy, his life could be extended for ten thousand years to continue his cultivation. However, both of them were severely injured in that battle, and it took him a hundred years to not fully recover.

After a hundred years, his life was now hanging by a thread, like a candle about to extinguish. Adding more oil was futile because the wick had already burned out. So, he desperately needed to get the treasure of the demon beast clan to prolong his life of ten thousand years.

Today, he cannot retreat, there is only one chance. Just now, he had used a great deal of effort to calculate everything and found that the Beast King’s injuries were healing. Once the Beast King recovers to his prime, not only will his entire plan collapse, he will also be subjected to the endless hunt of the Beast King.

“You can try it. Even a Saint-Seat who is injured is still a Saint-Seat, not something you petty dominators can match. I have been patient with you all along and haven’t caused you trouble for a hundred years. Today if you seriously want to stop me, I’m desperate, even if it takes my life, I will send you to hell.”

The Heavenly Saint Taoist shook his head, concealing that moment of panic in his heart, and replaced it with a more domineering look. He didn’t have much time left, he had to quickly scare off this half-step saint, or use all means to kill him, in order to seize that glimmer of hope for himself.

Having said that, the Heavenly Saint Taoist gathered the Law’s Force in his hands. In that instant, his entire figure seemed to be larger, like a deity high above, with every breath able to dictate everything. His immense power made everyone tremble with fear, and they unconsciously wanted to kneel down and worship.

The recently arrived Shangguan Bowe and others were amazed, “So… this is a Saint-Seat? Just at first glance, it is so intimidating. If one day I could reach this realm, how grand and terrifying that would be? Witnessing this battle between Saint-Seats today, this journey is not in vain.”

“That’s what I’m saying, a cultivator’s dream,” said Ba Ke Yun, a hint of envy flashed in his eyes. There was not a single cultivator who didn’t want to cultivate to the Saint-Seat. This was the ultimate goal of their lives, their worst nightmare, inciting them to forge ahead like a devil.

The half-step Saint-Seat beast didn’t lag behind. Despite being at a disadvantage earlier, it was now able to muster 120% of its power after adjusting. Coupled with the inherently stronger power of the demonic beast in gathering the Spiritual Energy Law around it, it managed to block the attack of the Heavenly Saint Taoist.

This left the Heavenly Saint Taoist slightly surprised. After all, he was aware of how strong his move was, which could basically kill all strong beings below the Saint-Seat level. Yet the opponent easily blocked it, indeed it was not a simple adversary. However, he still had many means that he hadn’t used, that move just now actually was just testing the waters.

At this time, more than three thousand super rankers also arrived here, but because there were hundreds of thousands of demon beasts in the field, they could only watch from a distance, fearing to draw the attention of the demon beasts. However, they were also astonished and shocked when they saw this scene. They had witnessed a real battle between Saint-Seats.

Someone exclaimed, “The strength of the Heavenly Saint Taoist can obliterate the whole sect in an instant. Such formidable power makes people envious. If one is fortunate enough to become his closed-door disciple, I would be willing to go through hell and high water. The only problem is whether he will consider me.”

“I don’t hold such high hopes, I just hope that the Heavenly Saint Taoist must win. Although I don’t know why he had a great battle with the demon beast, I guess it must be for revenge for our seven or eight thousand dead people, the grace of the Heavenly Saint Taoist is as high as a mountain.”

Another person stood out with a quiet look in his eyes, “Ah, if the Heavenly Saint Taoist loses and is obliterated by the demonic beast, then we three thousand people will have no good end. I guess we will also end up being devoured by the demonic beasts, let’s all pray in silence.”

“Thinking too much, the Heavenly Saint Taoist is after all a Saint-Seat, and that demonic beast claiming to be a half-step Saint-Seat is actually only a dominator. Even if you increase its power by a hundred times, it is not an opponent of the Heavenly Saint Taoist, so everyone just watch quietly. We have been bullied by the demonic beasts before, and now it is finally about to turn around.”

Most people scoffed, thinking that the other party had a guilty conscience and was afraid that a Saint-Seat could lose the battle. If a Saint-Seat can’t defeat a half-step Saint-Seat, wouldn’t it be a big taboo in the world? With that being said, that half-step Saint-Seat was too weak, he couldn’t even crack Logan’s array before.

The battle continued, with the Heavenly Saint Taoist constantly invoking the Heavenly and Earthly Laws, coupled with his own Saint-Seat strength, he remained invincible. The half-step Saint-Seat monster was inferior and could only rely on desperation.

After more than a dozen rounds of attacks, both sides were equally matched. The half-step saint-level monster, with its reckless fighting style, somehow managed to hold off the Heavenly Saint Taoist for a while. For a moment, the battlefield seemed to be in a stalemate. The half-step saint-level monster breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it could hold on for an hour, it would be fine. And now, half an hour had already passed.

But Shangguan Bo Wen’s brows frowned, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong. “The Holy Seat is injured, and his strength is only one-tenth of what it was. He shouldn’t be only drawing with a half-step Saint-Seat. There must be a trick here, but I just can’t figure it out.”

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