I Am Overlord

Chapter 1384: Holy Son Beiming Tianpeng

“The devil, Xiang Shaoyun, appeared at Icecross City and swaggered off after defeating numerous opponents. How arrogant!”

“I thought a God Realm lord had crippled him? Why is he still alive?”

“That devil is too arrogant. Experts of us humans must spare no effort to eliminate him. We must not let him underestimate us humans!”

“That’s right. We need to organize a devil hunting army to hunt him down! If he is allowed to live, he will become a source of disaster!”

“But it’s weird that the devil did not kill anyone. He left after injuring all his opponents. Has he found his conscience?”

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News about Xiang Shaoyun radiated outward from Icecross City and spread everywhere. Many newly advanced Saints of the Northern Border started gathering up to temper themselves by hunting down the devil. Some proposed to form devil exterminating groups to hunt Xiang Shaoyun down. The one to kill Xiang Shaoyun would earn the title Devil Slayer.

That title might seem useless, but it would allow its owner’s fame to skyrocket. After all, fame and profit were what most people pursued in life. Thus, the title was the perfect tool for such people to obtain the fame they wanted.

Icecross City became a gathering point for numerous Saints, with the Northern Border’s White Lotus Sect taking the lead. The White Lotus Sect was a superpower that was among the strongest in the Northern Border. Thus, their influence spread far and wide.

The person taking the lead in the gathering was the White Lotus Sect’s holy son, Beiming Tianpeng. He was one of the Devil Hunting Expedition’s four champions. During his time in the Saintforce Realm, he had become a third-stage Saint, making him one of the cultivators who had grown the most in the Saintforce Realm.

Beiming Tianpeng started reading at three, started cultivating at five, entered the Astral Realm at seven, entered the Transformation Realm at ten, and became a King at fourteen. At forty, he became a Saint. He had advanced at a pace that was the second fastest in the Northern Border’s history.

Without Ximen Xue, he would probably be known as the Northern Border’s number one genius. Originally, he only viewed Ximen Xue as his nemesis. But during the Heavenly Snow Mountain incident, Xiang Shaoyun appeared out of nowhere, teaching him that there was an even bigger freak out there.

Xiang Shaoyun wasn’t even 35, yet he could already kill numerous Saints and challenge even those in the Rebirth Realm. He might have relied on divine treasures to do so, but nobody could deny that he had an impressive battle record.

Fortunately, Xiang Shaoyun was eventually proved to be a devil from the Imperial Nether Clan. Otherwise, Beiming Tianpeng’s confidence would have been shattered by the existence of such a genius.

After all, he had personally witnessed Xiang Shaoyun killing the Great Saint of their White Lotus Sect. At the time, he didn’t even have the courage to challenge Xiang Shaoyun. Now, he had found the courage, as he had personally witnessed Daoist Wudao cripple Xiang Shaoyun. As long as he could find a way to overcome the Imperial Nether Clan’s innate abilities, he would be able to kill Xiang Shaoyun.

That was why he had the confidence to organize this devil extermination gathering. Of course, his second goal was to take this opportunity to win the heart of the masses and build a foundation for himself to become the White Lotus Sect’s next sect master.

Beiming Tianpeng was handsome and sturdy. The white gown he wore perfectly accentuated his valiant figure. A modest smile hung on his face at all times, making him look approachable, but traces of incomparable arrogance could be seen in his eyes from time to time.

Standing by his side were two stunningly beautiful women. They were respectively Dong Lian and Han Mei, two of the Eight Golden Flowers of the White Lotus Sect. Not only were they beautiful, but they were also astonishingly talented in cultivation. After Beiming Tianpeng had become a Saint, the two were bestowed to him as his cultivation companions. Both of them had also reached the Saint Realm. They were as cold as ice and rarely spoke, causing many people to not dare to approach them.

A total of 81 Saints had participated in the gathering. This was not a number to be trifled with. Just from the number of Saints gathered, one could see how influential the White Lotus Sect’s holy son was.

These Saints came from different places. Some were from different organizations, while some were rogue cultivators. Not all were here to exterminate the devil, as some of them were only here for an opportunity to get involved with a superpower like the White Lotus Sect.

Among these people, three were acknowledged as the strongest. One was Unfeeling Sword Saint, Lei Wuqing. Only a step away from becoming a Great Saint, he was a powerful rogue cultivator who had spent many years cultivating. He had always lacked feeling and a sense of justice, so it was unknown why he had joined the gathering.

One was Hua Ruren, a renowned scholar with great mastery in painting and calligraphy. He was not from the Northern Border. Rather, he had come from the Central Region and was an expert no weaker than Lei Wuqing. In his path of cultivation, he had created a brand new path of entering the dao through painting and calligraphy.

One was Madam Yu Huan of the Northern Border’s Blackwater Sect. She was someone who had made her name 1,000 years ago. In recent centuries, she had remained in secluded cultivation and had only left seclusion recently. As an eighth-stage Heaven Battling Realm cultivator, she was not far away from becoming a Great Saint.

The three’s participation had greatly boosted the strength of this devil exterminating group. Among the 81 Saints, the Yu Clan’s Uncle Lai was also present. He was only here because he had the ability to detect the Sky Measuring Ruler and could thus also detect Xiang Shaoyun’s whereabouts.

In a certain hall, Beiming Tianpeng was seated between Dong Lian and Han Mei. He raised his glass and toasted the Saints present as he said, “It is my honor to have all of you present here. I hereby wish everyone good luck in exterminating the devil. Us of the Northern Border shall be known throughout the world!”

“Those words will definitely come true,” the others toasted Beiming Tianpeng.

Most of the people present were aware that Beiming Tianpeng was only being polite. The majority of them could probably only serve as cannon fodder. As for the one to deal the finishing blow to the devil, that person could only be this holy son.

“I have long heard of the holy son’s reputation as the strongest among his peers. I’m Qing Gu, and I wish to seek some guidance from you. Will that be possible?” asked a Saint with a sage appearance.

Qing Gu was a rogue cultivator whose strength couldn’t be underestimated. As a fifth-stage Heaven Battling Realm cultivator, he had recently established his own organization, the Qing Gu Manor. He had always aimed to live freely without getting involved with any other organization. Thus, his act of challenging Beiming Tianpeng had surprised many of the people present.

Beiming Tianpeng smiled and said, “Saint Qing Gu is too kind. How can I be the strongest among my peers? But since Senior Qing Gu wishes to give some pointers to the young, this junior is naturally willing to take part.”

Everyone then left the hall and flew into the sky. All of them wanted to witness the strength of this holy son.

“Since you’re the senior, you should make the first move,” said Beiming Tianpeng calmly.

“Since the holy son is being so modest, this old man shall accept your offer,” said Qing Gu. As he brandished his hands, blue radiance surged toward him, and numerous clouds rippled out from him, presenting an astonishing phenomenon.

Those who saw this scene knew that Saint Qing Gu was not about to hold back in this spar.