The Prodigies War

The area was dead silent and the atmosphere was suffocating.

The faces of every Golden Crow Clan expert was either overcast, furious, shocked, or menacing.

In the first battle, Wu Henghai, who was hailed as ‘number one slayer of the Big Saint Stage in the past eight hundred years’ was killed and obliterated with one finger.

In the second match, Wu Hengzhen, who was regarded as the strongest pinnacle Big Saint in the Golden Crow Clan, was slaughtered by an unparalleled lightning tribulation.

The heavy blow one after another made everyone including Wu Zhentian feel blood dripping out of their hearts.

How could this be?

The kid is just a supreme True Saint so Big Saint Stage experts should have killed him with ease, but unexpectedly the two dispatched both met with disasters!

At this moment, Lin Xun was standing upright in midair, surrounded with ripples of energy unique to the Big Saint Stage that made him appear vast and immeasurable.

From his appearance, it was difficult to imagine that an unparalleled tribulation was lying dormant inside him!

“I originally thought that the battle was very unfair, but I never imagined that Lin Xun would score one victory after another. This is karma.” Shaohao sighed, his words full of mockery towards the Golden Crow Clan.

At first, Wu Hengtian was afraid of the forces behind the supreme True Saints so he shamelessly proposed those rules.

But in the end, Lin Xun killed two old monsters of his clan in a row.

It should be noted that the Big Saints were no pushovers, especially fierce characters like Wu Henghai and Wu Hengzhen. They wielded great authority and power within the Ancient Wasteland Domain.

But now, they both died at the hands of Lin Xun. This was no doubt a heavy blow to the Golden Crow Clan! They tried to take advantage of the situation but only ended up worse!

Ruowu, Mi Hengzhen, Ye Mohe, and the others also couldn’t help smiling.

“Old bastard, it’s time for the third match.” Lin Xun’s indifferent voice broke the silence and made Wu Hengtian’s face darken.

Even Wu Hengzhen, a perfect Big Saint Stage cultivator, was no match for Lin Xun. Was it time to dispatch an old antique of the Saint-King Stage?

“This is bad, that old guy must be planning to ask a Saint-King to take the third match.” Toady’s face paled.

Almost at the same time, everyone else’s expressions also changed. That was a strong possibility.

If that happened then there would be serious trouble!

What was a Saint-King?

They were kings of saints. They controlled a Great Dao Field, condensed law boundaries, and stood above all Saints!

A Big Saint was nothing before a Saint-King. The difference between them was like the clouds and the mud.

Everyone knew that after Wu Hengzhen’s death, no other person at the Big Saint Stage in the Golden Crow Clan was a match for Lin Xun.

If the Golden Crow Clan wanted to win the third match, they had only one choice.

Send out a Saint-King!

If that happened, even if Lin Xun had broken through to the Supreme Big Saint Stage, even if an unparalleled lightning tribulation was lying dormant within him, he stood no chance against a Saint-King who controlled a Great Dao Field.

This was common sense.

Sure enough, the next moment, Wu Hengtian gritted his teeth and said each word with a noticeable pause, “Someone, go and ask Ancestor Wu Yazi to come here!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a long sigh sounded, “I am here, but I couldn’t come quick enough to save Hengzhen...”

A skinny old man with deep eyes and snow-white beard and hair silently appeared in midair.

Dressed in a black robe, he looked old and decrepit, but his appearance filled the area with a powerful aura as if a sovereign had descended upon the world.

He was like a sovereign who controlled the universe and held the sun and the moon!

“Paying respect to Old Ancestor!”

All Golden Crow Clan members, including Wu Hengtian, bowed their heads humbly and respectfully.

Wu Yazi, a Saint-King who had lived for countless years, was one of the pillars of Sunset Current Valley!

With all the quasi-Emperors in the world stationed on the Frontline Battlefields Saint-Kings were considered the strongest in the Ancient Wasteland Domain.

If an ancient orthodoxy had a Saint-King watching over them, then they would not need to fear the threat of other forces!

Toady, A’lu, and the others all felt their hearts sink. The worst situation was happening.

A Saint-King stood above all Saint cultivators!

In the sky, Lin Xun’s eyes were unfathomable.

He had already predicted this, so he did not panic in the slightest. Moreover, when he was at the Great Emperor Pass, he had met many quasi-Emperor figures.

As for Saint-Kings, they were even more common.

However, even if Lin Xun had met many Saint-Kings before, facing off against one was still terribly difficult and stressful.

He had only just reached the Supreme Big Saint Stage and had yet to completely stabilize his foundation or familiarize himself with his newly acquired powers.

The only thing that he could rely on was the lightning tribulation stored inside him,.

But to Saint-Kings, the tribulation that was aimed at the Supreme Big Saint Stage would pose not much of a threat.

“It’s time to put a stop to this nonsense.” With a quiet sigh, Wu Yazi’s figure appeared high in the sky, like a sovereign looking down at the world.

The world suddenly became extremely silent and still as a wave of invisible power pervaded the battlefield.

Everyone in the area had only one feeling—

A sovereign was descending upon the world!

The weaker Golden Crow Clan experts felt the urge to drop to their knees and bow their heads.

This was the power of a Saint-King!

In the eyes of secular people, or even cultivators in the five great cultivation stages and Life Death Stage Kings, Saint-Kings were no different from the ‘divine gods’ in legends.

And to Toady, A’lu, Shaohao and the others, Wu Yazi’s power and might was truly terrifying, sending chills down their spines and forcing their hairs to stand on end.

This was an absolute oppression in cultivation level!

At this moment, Lin Xun launched into attack mode.

The vision of a giant abyss floated up, which was quickly followed by arrows of tribulation lightning pouring down in torrents, just like rivers of stars falling from the nine heavens.

Rumble!

The lightning tribulation raged.

The aura of destruction was frightening.

Wu Yazi stood motionless, face still and devoid of liveliness, but a golden divine flame field was suddenly spreading outwards from him.

It felt as though a small world formed from golden flames was being opened up, containing the supreme secrets of space.

Great Dao Field!

This was a supreme skill that only Saint-Kings could control!

Instantly, the endless lightning tribulation was imprisoned, trapped within the Great Dao Field of golden divine flames, and immediately destroyed before disappearing completely.

Wu Yazi’s expression remained calm and indifferent and his figure did not move an inch from the beginning to end. He truly was like a supreme ruler, unshakable and induced despair in any opponent.

Lin Xun narrowed his dark eyes, realizing that the power wielded by a Saint-King was beyond the scope of his understanding. The present him could not shake it in the slightest.

“Great!”

Wu Hengtian and other Golden Crow Clan experts were all stirred up.

Meanwhile, Toady, A’lu, and the others were terrified. Wu Yazi was too strong, and the power of his Great Dao Field was incredible!

“Young man, is this all you’ve got?” Wu Yazi spoke indifferently with a tinge of disdain.

But Lin Xun responded with a cold smile. The No-Nonsense Bow suddenly appeared in his grip. The white bone bow body looked particularly ferocious, and its scarlet bowstring that looked like it had been soaked in blood suddenly was drawn back.

Buzz!

The wind raged and thunder clapped. A frightening and fierce aura spread from the bow, casting all sorts of alarming visions such as a shattering sun, a golden crow weeping blood, and howling gods and demons.

The surrounding space instantly collapsed!

The dark and dull Biluo Arrow had already been set on the bowstring at some unknown time, and the tip of the arrow gleamed a cold and intimidating light.

No-Nonsense Bow!

Biluo Arrow.

Wu Yazi’s eyelids twitched violently. He lost his composure and his expression drastically changed.

As a member of the Golden Crow Clan, how would he not recognize the No-Nonsense Bow?

The owner of the bow was the mortal enemy of Demon Crow Great Emperor, and the spirit of the bow was still imprisoned in Sunset Current Valley.

The Biluo Arrow was one of the nine divine arrows of the ancient Great Yi Tribe and had taken the lives of countless Golden Crow Clan cultivators in the past!

“Die!” Wu Yazi raged.

Boom!

He stepped forward and the world quaked violently.

The aura of Great Dao Field spread out before turning into a golden world formed from divine flames and swept into the distance to engulf Lin Xun.

If trapped, Lin Xun would no doubt be slaughtered!

This was because inside a Great Dao Field, the Saint-King was the supreme ruler, wielding absolute power to control one’s life and death.

Bang!

At the same time, Lin Xun fired an arrow.

That arrow seemed able to pierce all eternity and break all fetters. As the arrow cut through the air, it produced a sonic boom that stung everyone’s eardrums.

It was too sharp and domineering. In just a blink of an eye, it tore a hole in the golden flame field like it was unstoppable.

Boom!

Caught off guard, Wu Yazi let the arrow graze his shoulder. Blood spattered and his shoulder bone exploded. He staggered backwards from the blast.

In the audience, everyone was dumbfounded.

The showdown had just begun, but the Saint-King Wu Yazi was actually wounded by an arrow already?

“That’s not your power!”

Wu Yazi’s face turned ashen. He seemed to have realized something.

Lin Xun’s expression was stone-cold. Without any wavering, he drew his bow again.

Bang!

The Biluo arrow whizzed out, its ferocious qi growing more and more intense, plunging the world into chaos. The sound of raging wind and thunder resounded like the roar of gods and demons.

Wu Yazi roared, and the Great Dao Field rushed forth, only for it to be pierced like paper in just an instant.

His countenance changed, then, an obscure divine armor appeared in front of him.

Bang!

The next second, the armor that was forged from Sacred Sun Stones instantly cracked before splitting into endless fragments and flew everywhere.

Wu Yazi coughed up blood, face deathly pale. Although he blocked the arrow, he was left wounded from the impact.

“It’s that evil creature!” He roared, his eyes about to burst from fury.

A young man who had just become a supreme Big Saint could not possibly injure him even if he held the No-Nonsense Bow and the Biluo Arrow.

Unless someone was helping him in secret!

Wu Yazi instantly thought of someone: the evil creature suppressed under the Sacred Fusang Tree for years!

A commotion broke out in the audience after this turnabout change.

Toady, A’lu, Shaohao, Mi Hengzhen, and the others glanced at one another. They had already guessed that Lin Xun must have come prepared to Sunset Current Valley.

However, the scene still amazed them when they witnessed it with their own eyes.

In the third match, Saint-King Wu Yazi was dispatched, but he suffered a serious setback as soon as they exchanged blows. This alone was unbelievable.

Hearing Wu Yazi’s words, Wu Hengtian and other Golden Crow Clan experts seemed to realize something, and their expressions dramatically changed.

Damn it!

Has that evil creature escaped?