489: C489 Ten Elders of the Myriad Ghost Sect

C489 Ten Elders of the Myriad Ghost Sect

"Kid, you killed so many people of my Million Wraith Sect and completely destroyed our sect's plans in the Eastern Emperor Continent. Do you really want to just leave like this?"

The silver-masked old man let out a ghastly and terrifying voice. A murderous intent immediately swept out, blotting out the sky.

This was the domain of a saint, a Supreme Realm cultivator could be destroyed in an instant.

Qian Bao immediately stood in front of them and exuded an equally powerful aura, protecting everyone behind him.

"Hey, there are actually saints among you people!" An incredulous cry of surprise came from beneath the silver mask.

"No wonder our Eastern Continent suffered such heavy losses. So it turns out that there was a Saint that acted. This is rather unexpected." Although the old man's words were plain, everyone could feel the anger in his voice and even the sound of his teeth chattering.

However, the words of a saint caused the Wind Emperor and the others to take a second glance at Qian Bao. It turned out that this fatty was not just for show; he was actually a supreme expert.

Right now, the King of Hell's Palace was overjoyed. His daughter had actually married a saint. Previously, he had thought that Fatty was nothing special, but now, he found his daughter to be more pleasing to the eye.

Originally, according to Ling Tianyu's instructions, they weren't allowed to expose a Saint's cultivation level. However, who would've thought that a Saint would appear in the Million Wraith Sect? This forced Qian Bao to reveal his strength.

"Old man, you know that I'm a saint, why aren't you scram?" Qian Bao boasted in front of his father-in-law.

Of course, Qiu Yi Shui and Wan Qing also didn't say anything and gave the chance to show off to Qian Bao.

"Get lost? Hmph, you damned fatty, you probably don't even know who this old man is! " "Beneath the silver light, a voice filled with disdain rang out." I am also the Tenth Elder of the Million Wraith Sect. I have already killed several saints like you. "

What? This old man could kill a saint?

Hearing these words, the flying ship began to shake. If that was the case, then they would not be able to escape calamity.

"Sir, are you not afraid of losing your tongue when you're boasting? A person who doesn't even dare to show his face dares to boast here?" At this moment, Ling Tianyu walked out.

Upon seeing him, the silver-masked old man's voice suddenly changed, "You are Ling Tianyu? "As expected, you are our sect's mortal enemy. I didn't think that you would be the one to destroy the Eastern Continent this time around."

"If I don't take your head back today, I wonder how I would explain this to Grand Elder."

As the silver-masked old man spoke, his aura condensed into countless sword rays, causing the divine chains to move.

The might of a saint was enough to cause people's hearts to tremble, especially those from the Empire of Feng Yun. When had they ever seen a saint in action before? They were all terrified. After all, they were all top tier existences in the mortal world.

"Damn fatty, I'll leave it to you guys. This young master will pinch the heart of these conceited fellows when he sees them, and take off his head for them!"

Ling Tianyu pointed at the old man as he walked into the cabin.

"What?" As the silver-masked old man listened, his anger began to rise. A brat who stank of milk actually threatened to wring his head off?

"Don't worry, this fatty doesn't even have this much ability. How can I protect the water!"

Qian Bao blinked his eyes and smiled at Qiu Yi Shui. His figure instantly disappeared, appearing in front of the silver-masked old man.

This was a naked show of love!

Qiu Yi Shui's eyes glittered gently, her heart filled with warmth. However, the Lord Prefect of Pluto was still a little worried. After all, Qian Bao was still young.

"Shuishui, just how strong is my son-in-law?" The Lord of the Nether King asked.

"Father, don't worry. There are only a few people who can hurt that fatty!" Qiu Yi Shui smiled and remained silent.

Boom!

Suddenly, with a loud bang, wind swept away the clouds, and powerful auras swept across the world, shaking everything.

This was caused by the silver-masked old man. The attacks of a saint were enough to annihilate everything.

Under the shock of this aura, the flying ship was like a small boat swaying in the wind, about to be destroyed.

However, with Qiu Yi Shui and Wan Qing present, the people inside didn't have any effect.

"Old thing, come. Let this fatty see your strength!"

Qian Bao was standing in the middle of the air with his arms crossed. The formation runes on his body glittered brilliantly.

The old man was already angered to the point that he couldn't control his anger. Earlier, he was just bragging, but now, he actually made a move. He raised his hand and released a wave of power that hacked down.

"Little fatty, this old man will send you back to the West first."

Beneath the mask, a cold voice came from behind the mask. Then, countless laws of the Dao struck Qian Bao's voice, causing a rumbling sound.

Many of the people on the boat closed their eyes, not daring to look. They were afraid that Qian Bao would be beheaded, but when they opened their eyes, they saw the runes surrounding Qian Bao.

"Good, as expected from a young man born from the ancient times!"

When the old man wearing a silver mask saw this, he immediately became terrified.

"How could that be? "How could you possibly defend against my strongest attack? Even a Middle Saint would not be able to do it!" he cried out, and then he understood.

"Formation defense? You actually engraved the formation into your body? Who is your master?"

The old man recalled that there was only one person in this world that had such attainments in formations. That person was the Formation Emperor. However, he had disappeared after the internal strife of the transcendent sky palace over 20 years ago.

Who would've thought that today, they'd run into a little fatty who could use magical formations to enter his body?

"Who is my master? Who cares about your life? Let's see how this fatty wrenches your head off!" Qian Bao's face darkened as he charged forward to kill.

His fists were dancing in the air. Each of his punches contained a powerful force, as well as flashing formation patterns.

The silver-masked old man tried his best to resist, but it seemed to be useless. After a few rounds, the old man's hair was completely disheveled, and even his mask was shattered.

Everyone looked at him. This old man's face was still alright, but why was he wearing a mask?

"Brat, I advise you to offend our Million Wraith Sect the best. Otherwise, there will be no place for you in this human world." The Tenth Elder threatened.

"Tsk, you have no place to stand on!" Qian Bao waved his fist and smashed on the elder's face again. Immediately, the elder's face was bruised and his nose was swollen.

"Stop. Do you know the strength of my Million Wraith Sect? When the time comes, when the Emperor is out, you will all die."

"Die your ass!" Qian Bao punched the Tenth Elder in the eye.

Bang!

"Ouch!" The Tenth Elder was smashed into a panda eye.

"Bastard, this Saint will make all of you die, die!"

Patriarch Ten roared angrily. He raised his hand and took out a big flag. The color of the sky changed instantly as a cold wind howled and ghosts wailed.

"Ten Thousand Soul Banner?" Qian Bao and Ling Tianyu frowned.

A saint rank soul flag was no small matter!

Ling Tianyu narrowed his eyes and said, "Senior, go and help Yi Shui settle the matter."

"Alright!" The two of them nodded before disappearing.1

"You all …" Watching Qiu Yi Shui and Wan Qing disappear, everyone was stunned. Could they really fight in a battle between Saints?

"Don't worry, it'll be fine!" Ling Tianyu smiled faintly.

In the air, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner had been activated and countless ghosts appeared. The wind was like a sword and it was several times stronger than the one before.

The Tenth Elder looked at Qian Bao and the others with a pair of sharp, bloodthirsty eyes.

"Two peak Manifestation stage martial artists also came. Let's die together!"

The soul flag could devour thousands of souls, especially one made by a saint. It was enough to instantly kill any and all supreme experts.

However, Wan Qing and Qiu Yi Shui were not Supreme Realm cultivators. They released their auras, moved in a flash and attacked the Tenth Elder.

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