Chapter 662 Have You Ever Experienced Death_1
Facing the Sinful Sea Saint's Blade that splits the stars, Yang Teng stood in defense of his comrades, stepping forth with surging strength. An ancient, primordial world seemed to materialize around him, blocking every wave of attack.
Qian Yuan and Gu Kang felt a chill crawl up their spine.
This Yang Teng was far too reckless. No one could easily withstand the Sinful Sea Saint's Blade. Numerous forces had tried to obliterate the Wanderer's Nest, and this very blade had claimed countless lives in the process.
Boom!
The light of the blade fades away!
"Impressive indeed!"
Yang Teng grinned, white marks appeared on his body, yet his defense remained unbroken. He brushed himself off, declaring, "But it still can't break through my Saintly Body!"
If this were right after his initial breakthrough, he definitely wouldn't have been able to withstand it.
But over time, he had been training, and his primordial body grew more formidable, each cell, each slice of muscle, packed with explosive power.
Observing his physical interior, the cells are like shimmering particles, each holding a powerful force of space, making up his Primordial Saintly Body.
"This Yang Teng has an extraordinary physique, no wonder His Majesty is willing to invest so many resources in nurturing him."
Yang Hong looked on with envy.
If it were him, he definitely couldn't bear it.
"Such a formidable expert!"
Qian Yuan and Gu Kang were astounded.
"Attack!"
Without hesitation, Yang Hong commanded the Dawu warship to blast forward. The ship's cannons ejected radiant rainbows, ruthlessly striking deep into the Wanderer's Nest.
The fire of battle spread, causing utter chaos within the Nest!
"Prepare your men for the attack," Yang Hong ordered.
"Alright, alright, we understand."
Yang Teng's act of using his body to block the Sinful Sea Saint's Blade had indeed invigorated Qian Yuan and Gu Kang, making them believe they might have a chance to break the Wanderers' Nest, which had stood for tens of thousands of years.
"How audacious!"
At this moment, furious shouts resounded from within the Wanderer's Nest.
Two divine presences appeared, tearing through the void and blocking the attacks from the warship, belonging to two middle-aged men with fierce features, resembling wild bears, and possessing a somewhat similar appearance.
"Mu Xin, Mu Heng!"
Qian Yuan said, "Mu Xin and Mu Heng are brothers. They are incredibly vicious and have fought for the Sinful Sea Saints, seizing countless resources and killing innumerable high-ranking fighters."
"Just within the Wanderers' Nest alone, there are several Saints. Such power is indeed formidable."
Yang Hong spoke cautiously.
"Humph, against the likes of them, I can take two, no, make that three!"
Yang Teng looked at the brothers, Mu Xin and Mu Heng, as his internal power was on the verge of exploding, itching for a great battle to let it out.
"Qian Yuan, Gu Kang, you truly have no shame, choosing to submit to them." Mu Xin shouted, "But you dare to attack the Nest of Sinful Sea, the Sea Saints won't let this pass. They'll slaughter you. Even ten lives won't be enough to save you!"
"Ha, what are the Sinful Sea Saints worth? If our ruler moves against you, it will take a simple swipe to wipe you out. But for the likes of you, there's no need for him to step in, I can handle it all by myself!"
Yang Teng's words were provocatively dismissive.
"Where did this arrogant upstart come from!"
Mu Xin and Mu Heng were furious.
They might be wanderers, but they're genuine saints, frequently invading other worlds and are by no means weaklings.
Mu Xin stepped forward, preparing to clash with Yang Teng. His fists ignited with a black divine flame of raging destructive energy, which he directly hurled at Yang Teng.
"Flames of Destruction!"
Qian Yuan shouted.
"This little fire, nothing to be afraid of."
The Flame of Destruction burned on Yang Teng's body, but his Saintly Body was simply too strong. Unaffected, he brushed it off and contemptuously said, "Is this the best your flame can do?"
Such blatant disregard made Mu Xin and Mu Heng visibly angry.
Yet, the man before them was indeed incredibly powerful.
"Neither of you is a match for him."
Suddenly, a dull noise rings out!
In the raging tide of the Sin Sea, a figure dressed in black appears. His features are shrouded by a dark aura that emanates an odor of sin and death, preventing anyone from discerning his appearance.
Mu Xin and Mu Heng immediately move aside.
"Saint God of the Sin Sea!" Qian Yuan exclaims.
"So, you're the Saint God of the Sin Sea. You've finally shown yourself!" Yang Teng says, "His Majesty has decreed that all rebels are to be put to death. Do you wish to die or live?"
"Who's your majesty?"
The voice of the Saint God of the Sin Sea is magnetic, with each word sounding like a symphony of death.
"Ha-ha, if you want to meet our majesty, surrender and come with us. Then you can meet him!"
Yang Teng laughs heartily.
"To remain so arrogant even in the presence of the Saint God of the Sin Sea, even if he's a Saint God, he's as good as dead!"
"Indeed, look at their warships, they're far superior to ours. If we can get them, it will be like adding wings to a tiger when we raid other worlds, no one will be able to stop us!"
"We must get them, we definitely must!"
The wanderers in the Sin Sea Nest also start to laugh. With the Saint God of the Sin Sea present, they seem quite relaxed.
"You're arrogant." The Saint God of the Sin Sea shakes his head, "Your words are unpleasant to my ears; they make me uncomfortable."
"If you don't want to hear it, cover your ears."
Yang Teng retorts.
"Have you ever tasted death?"
The voice of the Saint God of the Sin Sea resounds like that of the Grim Reaper as he takes steps towards Yang Teng. Each step leaves behind the footprint of death. The black aura of death sweeps from his hand, forming a punch that strikes at Yang Teng.
Yang Teng abruptly clashes palms with him
Immediately, Yang Teng staggers and retreats. There is a huge gap in their cultivation realms.
Sizzle!
On Yang Teng's body, a black death aura spreads, like bone maggots, robbing his strong vitality and gradually weakening his robust physique.
This power of death seems to be the nemesis of his physique.
"Ha-ha-ha-ha, the man who was so reckless before, now suffers equally. The Saint God of the Sin Sea will strip him of his life and reduce him to a dead dog!"
Mu Xin and Mu Heng laugh heartily.
"Damn, he's no match for the Saint God of the Sin Sea!"
Qian Yuan undergoes a drastic change of heart. He can either straightforwardly submit or rebel, but he spies no anxiety on Yang Hong's face next to him.
"The Saint God is unstable, the technique is a bit tricky." Yang Teng grins at him, "Have you tasted the flavor of death yet?"
"I can only bring death to others."
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The Saint God of the Sin Sea calmly responds. "I've never seen such a firm physique as yours before; you will be added to my collection."
"Ha-ha, I'm going to make you taste death right away!"
Yang Teng suddenly pulls out a miniature knife.
"Die!"
God Slaying Blade!
The power of the God Slaying Blade is triggered instantly. A majestic heavenly blade appears in the starry sky. It's explosive power overflows and strikes the Saint God of the Sin Sea.
"Is this your confidence?"
The Saint God of the Sin Sea didn't pay much attention when he saw the first blade.
But when the first blade falls, it chops away the aura around the Saint God of the Sin Sea, sending him flying.
The second blade falls instantly. Though the Saint God of the Sin Sea tries to resist with his divine abilities, they shatter on contact, leaving a glaring wound on his body.
"No! Is this death?"
The Saint God of the Sin Sea can no longer maintain his composure.
He sees the Grim Reaper approaching him.
The last blade, the ultimate one among the God Slaying Blades.
This blade falls in the blink of an eye, allowing the Saint God of the Sin Sea to experience the taste of death. It lands heavily on him. The power the God Slaying Blade obliterates all his vitality!