Chapter 563: Chapter 20: Invincible Here_2
The ninth Holy Child, by being possessed by the Formless Saint Emperor, had undoubtedly pushed this cultivation method to the extreme limit of the Nascent Soul Realm.
If he progressed further, he would consolidate the will of the Saint Emperor within himself and forge the opportunity to achieve enlightenment.
âThe ninth junior brother hid this quite well.â
Seeing the appearance of the Formless Saint Emperor, the first Holy Child couldnât help but narrow his eyes, a hint of hesitation flashing in them.
Meanwhile, the seventh Holy Childâs face became gloomy.
âThis guyâŠâ
Even though all the Holy Children within the primitive Demonic Sect seemed harmonious, one mustnât be naive. In a place like the Demonic Sect, true harmony was a sheer illusion.
They were all rivals, involved in open and covert struggles.
He had always been focusing on the top-ranking Holy Children, completely overlooking that the one ranked behind him, the ninth Holy Child, had been secretly cultivating to such a high realm.
Having considered this, he no longer paid attention to the robust man. The situation was obvious; no matter how strong the latter was, he was ultimately at the stage of Nascent Soul.
In front of a Holy Child with the Saint Emperorâs will backing him, he was nothing butâŠ
The thought processes of everyone were intricate, but they were finished in less than a heartbeat.
âItâs over.â
The ninth Holy Child stood high in the sky, slowly raised his hand, and swung it down at the robust man.
At that moment, his face, which had previously held a trace of arrogance, was filled with mighty authority and indifference, showing no signs of joy or sadness.
As his palm swung down, it was as if the night took over, instantly darkening the surrounding area.
All were stripped of their sight, only able to see a giant hand enlarging swiftly in the airâŠ
Facing this palm,
An ethereal shadow slowly emerged from the robust man.
The shadow seemed similar to the ninth Holy Child, dressed in formal attire, crowned with a tiara; however, the instant it materialised, it shattered as if it had touched some taboo.
A hint of regret flashed in the robust manâs eyes as the shadow dissipated:
âSeems like it wonât work, itâs not just the soul⊠Formless Demon Emperor, is he a Holy Child of the primitive Demonic Sect? So, this is Yan⊠tsk, seems like I wonât be securing the 150,000 Merits.â
His voice was filled with regret he was unable to conceal.
Yet, in his eyes, there was a spark of excitement that had long lain dormant.
He made a single, nonchalant step forward.
Mysterious patterns surfaced across his body.
Then he pulled back his hand,
Countless glimmers converged in his palm beforeâŠ
Loading a punch!
Quiet as a whisper,
Yet in this moment, the sky⊠lit up.
Complete silence filled the surroundings.
âYouâŠâ
In the air, the ninth Holy Child had lost half of his body, his one remaining eye wide open in disbelief.
He didnât even have time to feel the pain, his eyes were filled with shock!
He had been defeated!
He, who had been possessed by the Formless Saint Emperor, had actually been defeated!?
Was this all a dream?
âHe didnât die?â
Surprise flashed in the robust manâs eyes:
âTo have survived my two punches, and being the Holy Child, who jumped out first⊠Seems like you are that so-called first Holy Child⊠Perfect!â
Although he had glanced over it in a hurry and hadnât accepted the task, he pondered whether he could ask for it after he had finished the fight⊠Would that work?
The ninth Holy Child didnât understand what the robust man was saying, but he had finally grasped the gravity of the situation.
His gaze was locked in fear!
âRun!â
At this moment, only one thought filled his mind!
He had already used every trick in his book, putting his all into it. Yet, he still couldnât even withstand one punch from his opponent. This wasnât his issue anymore, but something was wrong with his opponent!
He dashed towards the auspicious cloud!
Meanwhile, the first and seventh Holy Children and the Nascent Soul Cultivators of the primitive Demonic Sect, who had been observing, snapped back to reality after their momentary shock.
âHow dare you harm a Holy Child of my Holy Sect!â
One of the elderly Nascent Soul cultivators from the primitive Demonic Sect barked.
As he spoke, a total of six Nascent Souls lunged at the robust man!
Both the first and the seventh Holy Child appeared hesitant, though the seventh Holy Child gritted his teeth and jumped into the fray with the group.
He believed his strength was on par with the ninth Holy Child; if he fought this robust man single-handedly, he feared he would only last a few moves. However, with six senior Nascent Souls from the Sect around, they werenât that dangerous. Instead, if they acted individually, it would be more perilous.
Nevertheless, he was still somewhat uneasy. Seeing that the first Holy Child had no intention of taking action, he quickly acted worried:
âSenior brother! Letâs go together! We canât let him harm the ninth junior brotherâs life!â
On hearing this, a calm expression spread on the handsome face of the first Holy Child:
âSeventh junior brother, you go ahead without worrying. I will safeguard our position.â
With that said, he raised his hand and waved.
Scarlet flags shot out and quickly enveloped the surroundings.
There were eighty-one Yin flags in total. Each one hosted a shadowy soul burnt by devil fire. Once they made an appearance, foul winds blew and a sense of oppressively hot sensation pervaded the atmosphere.
âThe Scarlet Demon Fire Flag!â
On seeing this, the seventh Holy Child felt reassured.
The Scarlet Demon Fire Flag, a Class IV magic treasure, consisted of eighty-one Yin flags which formed an array. Though it couldnât compare with an Immortal Ascension, it was powerful enough to suppress any Nascent Soul.
This treasure had been personally bestowed by the Sect Master to the first Holy Child for protection.
With it in play, unless they encountered an Immortal Ascension cultivator, they were practically invincible.
With that assurance, the seventh Holy Child immediately followed the six Nascent Souls and charged forward, forty-nine Demon Children protecting him at all times.
He was not taking any chances, using all his reserved powerful techniques.
But when the robust man saw so many Nascent Soul cultivators coming to attack, he didnât pursue the ninth Holy Child or retreat, instead, he flew straight towards them!