Chapter 1445 - 319: The First Saint Heir

Chapter 1445: Chapter 319: The First Saint Heir

Silence!

The cultivators around the Holy Battle Platform were all staring blankly at Shen Changqing standing atop it, completely immersed in that battle, unable to return to their senses.

They couldn’t help it.

That battle had truly opened the eyes of every cultivator present.

No.

To be precise.

This wasn’t just eye-opening anymore, it completely overturned their understanding of reality.

They were all Saint Heirs of single peaks, yet no one had ever imagined that Shen Changqing’s strength could be terrifying to such a degree.

The Thirteen Peaks’ Saint Heirs joined forces, and not to mention fighting him to an even match, they were simply beaten so badly they had no room to fight back at all.

From beginning to end.

It was nothing but a brutal slaughter, too miserable to look at directly.

The Saint Heirs who had always stood high above now fell completely into the dust.

The disciples of the Thirteen Peaks all fell silent at this moment.

Their own Saint Heirs were killed, yet they didn’t even dare reveal the slightest hint of killing intent toward Shen Changqing.

For one simple reason.

His strength was too terrifying.

If they truly provoked this one, they wouldn’t even know how they died when the time came.

Even on Divine Peak’s side, not a single disciple dared to cheer right now.

Anyone could see that so many Saint Heirs falling here had already pushed matters toward an impossible situation.

No one could predict what would happen next.

All they could do was watch quietly.

On the Holy Battle Platform.

Shen Changqing ignored the remains on the ground, merely swept a faint glance over the few Saint Heirs who had yet to recover from their fright, then finally looked toward Ziyun Zheng on the judges’ dais.

"May I ask, Divine King, in this battle on the Holy Battle Platform, am I the victor?"

"You are the only cultivator still standing on the Holy Battle Platform. Naturally, you are the victor."

Ziyun Zheng’s expression was calm as he spoke blandly.

As his words fell, a terrifying aura erupted at once, and a Peak Master of One Peak suddenly shouted harshly: "Ziyan Sheng, your methods are cruel and you’ve slaughtered your fellow disciples. I suspect you’ve already fallen into demonic ways. Today I will act on behalf of the Holy Land to purge our sect!"

Even as he spoke, the other party had already directly made a move.

As his palm print blasted out, golden Palm Gang filled the air with a dreadful pressure, as if intending to suppress and kill Shen Changqing on the spot.

Facing such an offensive, Shen Changqing’s expression did not change.

Just then.

Ziyun Luo struck out ferociously; with just a single finger pointing forth, he shattered the Palm Gang.

"Ziyun Luo, you intend to stop me!"

"Sky Peak Master, conflicts among juniors always involve casualties. That is only natural. You, as a dignified Master of One Peak, stooping to strike at the younger generation, is somewhat beneath your station, wouldn’t you say?"

Ziyun Luo’s expression remained indifferent. Even facing a Peak Master of One Peak, he was utterly unmoved.

This was the confidence of the Third Realm Divine King.

Looking across the fourteen Peak Masters, not a single one had strength that could reach his realm.

With that being the case.

Ziyun Luo naturally would not put a mere Sky Peak Master in his eyes.

Only—

Just as the Sky Peak Master was being blocked, other Peak Masters quickly moved to press the issue.

"Peak Master Luo, there is clearly something wrong with Ziyan Sheng. He has either fallen into demonic ways, or been possessed by some other powerful being. Otherwise, there is absolutely no way he could possess such strength.

If you insist on obstructing us, you are placing our Purple Cloud Holy Land in peril.

In my view, we should first take Ziyan Sheng down. If he truly has no issues, we can deal with it separately. But if he does have problems, we kill him on the spot to eliminate future calamity."

"Indeed, Ziyun Luo, are you truly so stubbornly confused!"

"Hmph, even if you are a Third Realm Divine King, I fear you lack the power to stand against our Thirteen Peaks!"

One Divine King after another stepped forward, their terrifying pressures intertwining, causing the other cultivators to tremble uncontrollably. They wanted to flee, yet didn’t dare make a move.

Right now.

All they could do was silently pray that the Divine Kings of each peak would not truly erupt into battle.

Otherwise, they feared the gathered cultivators would be doomed.

When Divine Kings clash.

Even the simplest stray shockwaves are enough to be called world-destroying.

In the face of this, Ziyun Luo did not retreat in the slightest. Confronting the Peak Masters of each peak, his expression remained calm: "Ziyan Sheng is a disciple of my Divine Peak. Even if he is to be dealt with, that is a matter for my Divine Peak. It is not your place to interfere.

If you insist on making a move, then I do not mind playing with you for a while."

Hearing this.

The eyes of each Peak Master grew colder, and the situation fell into a stalemate for the moment.

On the Holy Battle Platform, Shen Changqing looked at Ziyun Luo’s back, his gaze somewhat strange.

From the few interactions before, Ziyun Luo was definitely not the type to risk everything for a single disciple.

Even with him now suppressing the Saint Heirs of the Thirteen Peaks and becoming the number-one Saint Heir, the other party would still not go this far.

"This Divine Peak Master must have some other scheme!"

He mused inwardly.

No matter what, Shen Changqing did not believe Ziyun Luo would oppose the other Thirteen Peaks purely for his sake.

The other party definitely had some ulterior motive; he simply did not know what it was yet.

However.

He did not feel any nervousness inside.

Whether Ziyun Luo stepped in or not, the Thirteen Peaks could not threaten him.

Moreover.

Shen Changqing’s gaze subtly turned toward a certain direction, where a towering figure was silently watching this place.

Python Emperor!

This Emperor had been watching the affairs on the Holy Battle Platform from beginning to end, he had simply not appeared.

Now that the situation had reached this stage, the other party could not possibly continue to hide.

As expected.

Seeing the scene about to reach the point of drawn swords and taut bows, a strict and awe?inspiring might crushed down from the void, making Ziyun Luo and the various Peak Masters’ expressions all change, then they all bowed toward the direction from which the pressure came.

"We greet the Python Emperor!"

"We greet the Python Emperor!"

The other cultivators also bowed and paid their respects.

Python Emperor!

Holy Land Holy Lord, Emperor of the Ziyun Clan—anyone who was a living being of the Ziyun Clan, there was none who dared be disrespectful to him.

Even Ziyun Zheng, who had originally presided over the Holy Battle Platform, now had a respectful look on his face.

The Python Emperor slowly descended from the void, first glancing at Shen Changqing, then looking toward Ziyun Luo and the other Divine Kings, and said calmly: "It is only normal that there be deaths and injuries in the Holy Battle Platform contest. The fall of the various peaks’ Saint Heirs, this Emperor also feels deeply regretful.

However, under the Heavens it has always been that the strong are revered. If the weak lack sufficient strength and fall at the hands of the strong, they can blame no one.

Today, since Ziyan Sheng has defeated the Saint Heir of the Thirteen Peaks, then from this day forth he shall be the First Saint Heir, and furthermore the only Saint Heir of the Holy Land. The remaining peaks’ Saint Heirs shall all lower their status and become Substitute Holy Sons.

From now on, the Ziyun Holy Son shall also have only one Saint Heir. If any other Substitute Holy Son wishes to become Saint Heir, that is very simple—he need only defeat the current Saint Heir."

First Saint Heir!

Upon hearing these words, the Divine Peak disciples’ faces were all filled with excitement.

In this way, Divine Peak would truly be first among all the peaks. As disciples of Divine Peak, they naturally felt honored.

Hearing this.

Zi Yunfang and the other Saint Heirs’ faces turned deathly pale.

From true Saint Heir to Substitute Holy Son, the change in status needed no elaboration. The resources they would receive afterwards would likely be reduced to an extremely severe degree.

But.

Whether it was Zi Yunfang or the other Saint Heirs, none dared reveal the slightest dissatisfaction right now.

The Python Emperor’s decision was not something that just anyone could shake.

In addition.

The strength Shen Changqing had displayed was simply too terrifying.

Unless one was a Proof Path Divine King, there was fundamentally no possibility of resistance.

Ziyun Qishi spoke in a deep voice: "There is no objection from me regarding the Holy Hall having only one Saint Heir. However, Ziyun Sheng’s strength has suddenly increased so much, I have reason to suspect that he is no longer the original Ziyun Sheng.

This matter, I hope the Python Emperor will thoroughly investigate!"

After speaking.

His gaze toward Shen Changqing was filled with hatred.

Ziyun Ting had died at the other’s hands, and the years of effort from Yun Feng had all been wasted.

Such hatred made him wish he could personally kill Shen Changqing.

Under such circumstances, no matter what, he had to drag the other down.

Afterwards.

The other Peak Masters likewise spoke up: "What the Yun Feng Peak Master says is correct, there is definitely something wrong with Ziyun Sheng. If he has truly been possessed and taken over by another strong figure, this matter must be handled with utmost seriousness; otherwise the danger to my Ziyun Clan would be far too great.

Back then, there was likewise a Clan’s Proud Heaven possessed by a strong figure, and it nearly led to the extermination of the race. The Python Emperor must not take this lightly."

"I agree with this!"

"He must be thoroughly investigated!"

One Peak Master after another spoke, their gazes toward Shen Changqing filled with coldness.

Ziyun Luo said nothing, merely remaining silent at the side.

Such a stance, falling into the eyes of the other Peak Masters, was taken as him giving up resistance.

"Enough!"

The Python Emperor spoke, cutting off all the Peak Masters’ words, his expression indifferent: "This Emperor has already investigated Ziyun Sheng’s situation. He has not been possessed and taken over by a stronger figure—his possessing such strength is merely because he entered the Ancient Ruins and obtained an ancient inheritance.

This matter shall be dropped here."

After speaking.

He again looked at Shen Changqing: "You will come with this Emperor for a trip!"

Subsequently.

The Python Emperor’s figure disappeared from the sight of all the cultivators.

Shen Changqing said nothing, immediately Yukong away, likewise disappearing from the range of the many cultivators’ vision.

"Heh heh!"

Ziyun Luo let out a mocking chuckle, then swept a contemptuous look over the other Peak Masters, and afterwards flicked his sleeve and departed.

Only the various Peak Masters were left behind, faces dark and ugly.

...

Inside the Holy Hall.

The Python Emperor stood there with his hands behind his back, his calm eyes looking at the person before him, his voice indifferent: "What you did today was somewhat excessive."

"Python Emperor, please discern clearly. This disciple truly did not know those Saint Heirs were so weak in strength. Otherwise, I would have held back a little and not caused such a tragic outcome."

Shen Changqing shook his head, then shifted the thrust of his words.

"However, with their level of strength, to want to contend against the other Myriad Clans Proud Heaven is absolutely impossible. Rather than dying in the future at the hands of other races and disgracing my Ziyun Clan, it is better that I personally end them.

In this way, I can also preserve my Clan’s face."

Hearing this.

The Python Emperor gave him a deep look and said meaningfully: "What you say is correct. In an era of great contention, the weak indeed have no qualification to live. That they died in your hands can only be said to stem from insufficient strength; they can blame no one.

In today’s battle, you have let this Emperor witness the true strength of my Ziyun Clan’s Proud Heaven.

But what this Emperor is very curious about is: how were you able, in just a short period of time, to grow to such a level?"