Eternal Sacred King

“Hmph!”

Yan Beichen’s expression was unchanged as his blood qi surged, releasing the full aura of a Half-Martial Ancestor. Waving the Hatred Fiend Saber forward, he hollered, “Boundless Hatred! Limitless Hell!”

The slash released streams of rich fiend qi.

A terrifying saber intent descended and enveloped the four princes of the Golden Crow race!

Hatred surged endlessly with a torrential killing intent that resembled purgatory!

Strictly speaking, that slash had already surpassed the Fiend Emperor Hatred.

Yan Beichen was fused with two cultivation techniques of the fiend sects, the Asura Sutra and Hatred Sutra. He was the only one who could fuse those two cultivation techniques perfectly!

Hatred and killing intent were released completely from that slash!

“Be careful, everyone!”

The Seventh Prince hollered with a grim expression.

Cling! Clang!

The sound of metal clashing could be heard in midair.

Yan Beichen’s slash defended against the three princes that were charging forward, blocking all their attacks!

The Sun Essence Fire released by the three princes was devoured by the hatred fiend qi and Asura fiend qi as well and could not seep out any flames.

Yan Beichen strode forward with a cold expression. The Hatred Fiend Saber tore through the air and transformed into a black streak of light, slashing down at the Eighth Prince!

The Eighth Prince’s face was pale as he released his escape technique and transformed into a golden streak of light, escaping into the distance.

Pfft!

Flashes of blood appeared!

Right in front of everyone, a gigantic three-legged Golden Crow was cleaved into two from the middle by a black streak of light. Countless blood splattered and his organs spilled onto the ground with a torrential blood stench!

No matter how fast the Eighth Prince’s escape technique was, he could not match the Asura’s saber!

That slash split the Eighth Prince into two.

The Eighth Prince’s Essence Spirit could not even escape and was destroyed by a single slash, dying on the spot!

Psst!

Gasps could be heard from the crowd.

Many cultivators were dumbfounded in shock!

The Asura was way too powerful!

Notwithstanding the fact that he injured the Eighth Prince severely, he even managed to cleave the latter despite being surrounded by the attacks of the other three princes!

For some reason, many cultivators felt their blood pump when they saw that. In their agitation, they gripped their fists and wished that they could rush out and stand shoulder to shoulder with the Asura.

Too many cultivators were killed when the Primordial Six Races descended previously.

However, right from the beginning, none of the cultivators dared to step forward or uphold justice for the dead cultivators.

But now, the Asura had arrived!

The Asura was not here to uphold justice or seek redress for others.

The Asura merely wanted to kill!

However, that was enough!

Who said that the human race had no paragons or monster incarnates?!

Boom!

The Eighth Prince was dead.

On the battlefield, the power of the ball of burning flames decreased significantly and a figure tore through the flames, descending before everyone once more—it was Ming Zhen!

“Ming Zhen isn’t dead!”

The crowd exclaimed and many cultivators were delighted.

Initially, many cultivators thought that Ming Zhen was already burned into ashes after being refined by the flames of the Eighth Prince for so long.

To think that he was still alive!

Back then, Teng Lingzi put the Dharma Characteristic Ming Zhen into the Destiny Blood Gourd to refine for an entire ten years without being able to refine the latter.

Although the Eighth Prince’s Sun Essence Fire was powerful, it could not do anything to his Ksitigarbha Golden Body that had the support of the green lantern!

The Seventh Prince stood in midair and looked at the Eighth Prince’s corpse coldly as two golden flames burned in his eyes.

“Screech!”

The Ninth Prince reared his head and cried with a pained expression.

“Screech!”

Hundreds of Golden Crows reverted to their true forms and circled around the Eighth Prince’s corpse in midair, crying endlessly.

“Asura, I’ll have you pay with your life!”

The Seventh Prince roared and transformed into a flaming spear, charging towards Yan Beichen.

The spear tore through the air and the Dharmic powers in the void burned!

At the same time, the ninth and tenth princes attacked!

The three princes released Dharmic arts and joined forces to attack Yan Beichen!

Yan Beichen’s expression was unchanged as he wielded the Hatred Fiend Saber and fused the saber technique of the Hatred Sutra and Asura Sutra perfectly.

Every single slash contained two saber intents.

Even the three princes did not dare to take it head-on and had to avoid it!

For a battle of this level, even Ming Zhen could not interfere, let alone others.

“Hmph!”

Ji Chengtian sneered, “The Golden Crow race sure is shameless. Earlier on, they were even talking about a fair fight. The moment they saw that they could not win, they joined forces!”

“No worries,”

Leng Rou said slowly, “The Asura is way too strong. Even with the combined forces of three Golden Crow princes, they are suppressed by him!”

“Screech!”

The Seventh Prince cried once more!

The situation on the battlefield changed instantly!

As though they had received an order, the hundreds of three-legged Golden Crows spiraling in the firmaments attacked one after another, spitting out streams of Sun Essence Fire that burned towards Yan Beichen!

The crowd was in an uproar!

This was no longer a group attack of three people.

They were gathering the strength of a race to annihilate the Asura!

Ming Zhen took a deep breath and joined the battlefield once more, fighting against a Golden Crow.

A girl in pink strode out from the fiend sects’ Pure Maiden Sect. She removed her veil and smiled at a Golden Crow.

A boom sounded in the Golden Crow’s mind and his eyes widened instantly, mesmerized by the girl in pink’s smile.

The girl in pink was the Pure Maiden of the fiend sects, Demoness Ji!

Demoness Ji’s eyes shone brightly as she said gently, “Go and kill him!”

Demoness Ji pointed to another three-legged Golden Crow beside the Golden Crow and ordered.

When the Golden Crow that was bewitched by her heard that order, his eyes revealed a conflicted expression as he frowned and fell into pain.

Demoness Ji frowned slightly.

Although her bewitchment technique could bewitch the three-legged Golden Crow, it triggered the bottom line in the latter’s heart by asking him to kill his fellow clansman!

“Kill!”

Two three-legged Golden Crows noticed that and charged towards Demoness Ji.

If it was a one-on-one fight, Demoness Ji’s bewitchment technique could definitely unleash an extremely terrifying might.

For example, even if she could not order the three-legged Golden Crow earlier on to kill his fellow clansman, Demoness Ji could kill the Golden Crow with ease.

However, against the envelopment of hundreds of three-legged Golden Crows, the power that Demoness Ji could release was limited as well.

She could only hold back a few three-legged Golden Crows with her Exquisite Steps.

However, it was almost negligible against hundreds of three-legged Golden Crows.

Boom!

An incomparably thick golden rod descended from the skies and smashed onto the back of a three-legged Golden Crow, shattering it into pieces!

The Essence Spirit of the three-legged Golden Crow fled but was held down by a black basket filled with holes that descended from the skies.

Beams of golden light burst forth and raging flames burned in the black iron basket, burning the Golden Crow’s Essence Spirit into ashes instantly!

At this point of the battle, another three-legged Golden Crow had fallen!