The Prodigies War-Novel

Chapter 1352 Mourning Sounds From Above

That palm crushed the head of a true saint like a divine Buddha crashing down upon the world!

Everyone was aghast.

A true saint, who could condense saint dao laws, could live as long as the sky and earth, shine with the sun and moon, and was no doubt the pinnacle of existence in the world.

But a true saint like Wu Xiutong not only had his wings torn off, but his head also split open!

However, saints would not die so easily.

Almost instantly, saint light flowed around Wu Xiutong, and his head and wings were restored. But his face was much paler than before, and his strength and vitality was clearly impaired.

He was a saint!

Almost all saints cultivated the three paths of physical training, qi training, and spirit training. Their lives were tenacious, almost close to immortality.

Otherwise, why else could the strength and spirit power of countless sages in this world survive thousands of years to this day despite the erosion of time?

The power they controlled had long reached an astonishing level!

“Little bastard!”

Wu Xiutong roared like a berserk beast. His image had been ruined after being beaten to such a miserable state in front of everyone.

“Die!” Lin Xun’s cold eyes flashed like lightning, and he charged over once again.

Other saints swiftly activated all sorts of terrifying saint arts to block and stop Lin Xun.

The power emanating from Lin Xun wiped out the attacks one after another. Even saint treasures were blasted back.

He was ridiculously powerful!

As for Wu Xiutong, who was in a violent rage, his expression dramatically changed again and his heart jolted. A feeling of doom enveloped him.

At that moment, Lin Xun raised his fist.

Boom!

Vast murderous intent gathered around the dazzling fist power like a starry sky. The fist had become unbelievably powerful like a sacred mountain launched by a divine being.

Wu Xiutong frantically beat his wings, generating frightening wind blasts. He dodged like a flash of light, but he seemed to have lost control of body. He struggled to teleport and soon became drowned in the terrifying power of the fist.

“No...” he shrieked, his face twisted with panic and despair. He had completely lost his composure.

Bang!

His head exploded once again with one punch.

But the most frightening and chilling sight had to be his body exploding inch by inch after his head under the force of the fist.

Blood pooled on the ground.

Even if Wu Xiutong’s true saint body was close to being immortal, he failed to withstand Lin Xun’s punch!

Boom!

Lin Xun’s fist power wiped out everything it touched like a tremendous millstone, while Wu Xiutong’s flesh, blood, spirit, and aura were reduced to nothing under the terrifying obliterating force.

Not even a trace of him remained. He died a quick and clean death.

Everyone was petrified.

Their faces were pale with horror and disbelief.

Did he die?

In the eyes of the world, saints were akin to immortal beings. In the past thousands of years, very few true saint cultivators had fallen.

This was because it was incredibly difficult to kill saints!

They could reconstruct themselves and be reborn even if only a ray of consciousness or a drop of essence and blood remained. Their powers were strong beyond belief.

But today, Wu Xiutong’s body, spirit, and mind were completely destroyed!

In the distance, Ye Jiuxiao, Xiao Bugui and Wei Zangyun were all struck dumb... Everything was too unbelievable.

Boom!

At this moment, bright-red light spread across the sky. Faintly, the aura of death filled the area amid howling weeping and mourning.

“When a saint falls, mourning sounds come from the sky!”

In the city far away, countless cultivators and living beings were trembling as they stared unblinkingly at the blood-red stained sky.

How many years had it been since the death of a true saint?

On the battlefield, the saints immediately noticed the phenomenon coming from the sky.

Their expressions morphed indefinitely. They stared at Lin Xun with surprise, bewilderment and fear, perturbed by the death of a true saint!

Who left behind such terrifying power that could allow a little ant at the seventh longevity tribulation stage kill a true saint?

The deep voice of Fa Zheng from the Earth Treasury Temple echoed throughout the world, “Everyone, don’t panic. No one in this world has ever leapt from the seventh longevity tribulation stage to the saint stage. I believe that boy can’t hold on for long!”

Ku Ya, Shang Ye, Mo Kong and the others also had the same thought. Their eyes flashed. No one was deterred by Wu Xiutong’s death.

“Baldy, I’ll start with you then!”

Lin Xun’s expression was ice-cold. He sprang up and charged forward at terrifying speed.

“Allow me!”

Xia Houxue of the Moon Worshiper Sect sneered. His bronze chariot roared across the air, auspicious qi and blood-colored light surging around it.

Clang!

Lin Xun stretched out a hand and slammed the bronze chariot from a distance away, sending it flying away.

How embarrassing.

This was the third time that Xia Houxue was blasted back ever since the battle began.

At the same time, Lin Xun summoned the Broken Blade to his hand with a wave, then gave it a slight flick.

With a deafening boom, the string of prayer beads that Fa Zheng launched was scattered everywhere.

His expression altered slightly. What a powerful force!

“Bastard, how dare you kill?!” Mo Kong bellowed, and suddenly grew thousands of hands like a giant centipede. Each arm was a shimmery silver, emitting dazzling saint light. When they all folded together, thousands of palms were sent forth.

Pu! Pu! Pu!

The Broken Blade swept across the air, and thousands of Mo Kong’s arms were slashed off and spewed blood everywhere.

This scene horrified the saints once again.

“Everyone, if you all hold back your strength, then...someone will soon suffer the same fate as Wu Xiutong!” said Gou Zhenshan of the Black Nightmare Sky Dog Clan coldly.

“Kill!”

The battle intensified. All saints unanimously attacked without reservation, activating their trump cards. Instantly, the space was plunged into chaos, even the sky and earth seemed to be splitting open.

“They are so shameless...”

In the distance, Ye Jiuxiao was seething and could not stand watching any longer.

“Should we go help out?” Xiao Bugui asked again.

“Look again.”

Wei Zangyun had a strange look in his eyes.

Ye Jiuxiao and Xiao Bugui followed his gaze and immediately noticed something unusual.

Although Lin Xun was encircled in the sky and faced all sorts of attacks, he was still standing strong.

He seemed to have transformed into a divine being. Golden rays of light swirled around him, adding a sense of perfection and immeasurableness and supremacy.

Every movement of his was filled with unraveled supreme power, countering all attacks!

The power he unleashed swept the group of saints like a stormy sea.

“What...what kind of terrifying power is that?” Xiao Bugui uttered absentmindedly.

Ye Jiuxiao speculated, “I reckon the boy has been blessed by the power left by a Saint-King. Otherwise, it is impossible that he would have the ability to kill a saint.” Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn ɴo(v)elꜰɪre.ɴet

“Saint-King? That’s very possible...”

Wei Zangyun’s eyes wandered.

The saint stage was also divided into different levels.

False Saints were at the bottom because they had no hope of ascending to a higher stage in their lives, and their combat power was also at the bottom among saints.

True Saints possessed the foundation to seek the saint dao and could condense saint dao law powers.

Above the True Saint Stage was the Big Saint Stage, where one could forge a grand dao of their own. This grand dao, like all grand daos in the world, could be passed down throughout the ages.

In short, this was spreading dao to the world!

Only the Saint King stood above the Big Saint like a pinnacle of all saints. They could sense the destiny of heaven and earth and manipulate the power of heaven with a lift of their hand, creating gold from rocks and reshaping the universe!

They were like an almighty being!

Each level of the Saint Stage—False Saint, True Saint, Big Saint and Saint-King was full of mysteries and wonders that anyone could spend a lifetime exploring!

In the view of Xiao Bugui, Ye Jiuxiao, and Wei Zangyun, if Lin Xun had borrowed the power left by a Saint-King, then it made a lot of sense that he could kill True Saints despite only being at the seventh longevity tribulation stage.

Boom!

Suddenly, Shang Ye made a flourish with her hand on the battlefield and hurled twelve Stabilizing Saint Orbs, which turned into a forbidden array to suppress Lin Xun.

This was clearly her trump card and killing move.

The others followed up with terrifying attacks, activating their strongest means without any reservation.

However, the twelve Stabilizing Saint Orbs were blasted away by a pagoda that Lin Xun brought out with a turn of his hand.

The eight corners of the pagoda, which seemed to be constructed from pure divine gold, had the connotation of suppressing the four poles and looking up to heaven. Magnificent golden dao light beamed out from the pagoda and pierced the sky.

The Nameless Pagoda!

However, it was evidently different from before, radiating a supreme and immeasurable aura.

According to Senior Brother Xuan Kong of Fangchun Mountain, the pagoda contained endless mysteries and existed for an eternity, so it was named the Dao Endless Pagoda.

Rumble!

The Dao Endless Pagoda was shining brightly as waves of energy engulfed the area like a tide.

With a pu, Shang Ye coughed up blood and retreated, her face deathly pale and her eyes wide with terror. The twelve Stabilizing Saint Orbs were the ancestral saint treasures of the Sea Soul Clan!

But they were countered with one blow!

“Slash!” Ku Ya roared. The azure sword slashed through the air, and the force was enough to take down the sun, moon, and stars. The sky split open as the sword intent swept past.

Chi!

Almost at the same time, a divine sword that was two feet and three inches long flew out of Lin Xun’s hand. It was ancient, dull and heavy and had no visible sharpness.

It was the Omega Sword, the Omega Sword Sect’s most precious treasure, which Lin Xun had obtained from Yun Qingbai!

Clang! Clang!

The two sword intents clashed with a shrill metallic ring.

Soon, the Omega Sword pierced through all obstacles and knocked away Ku Ya’s azure sword.

Pu!

Then, the Omega Sword aimed straight for Ku Ya’s chest with unstoppable force and nailed him to the void. It was too fast, too powerful!

Even a true sword saint like Ku Ya could not stop it. His protective saint light was destroyed before his eyes.

“Omega Sword...” Ku Ya was stupefied. He did not imagine that he would be stabbed by the precious weapon of his sect.

“Senior Brother!”

Yu Xiu’s eyes were bloodshot, almost cracking in the corner.

Pu!

Suddenly, the Omega Sword shook and Ku Ya exploded into a shower of blood. His flesh and blood were obliterated upon contact with the terrifying sword qi.

Everyone was utterly horrified. It was too sudden!

Meanwhile, Lin Xun once again charged towards Fa Zheng of the Earth Treasury Temple. The people he despised the most had to be cultivators of the Earth Treasury Temple.

At the same time, blood-colored lights again filled the sky amid mourning and howling weeping.

The death of Ku Ya, a True Saint, once again set off mourning sounds from above!