Yuan’s Ascension

Chapter 1310: The Number One True Saint Since The Primordium (2)

“This—!”

“His physical defense! It’s completely heaven-defying.”

“Our attacks are landing directly on him, yet can’t deal the slightest damage. Meanwhile, his strikes can severely injure us if we aren’t careful.”

True Saints Luan Hai, Luo Quan, and Yin Yu finally grasped the most terrifying aspect of their opponent: his impenetrable physical defense. With such toughness, was there any place in the entire cosmic sea that could pose a threat to him? Even a Dao Zenithel would likely struggle to annihilate him with a single strike.

He’s fighting four opponents alone, and yet, he still holds the advantage? True Saint Dong Yi watched from nearby, his jaw slack with disbelief.

He had known Wu Yuan was powerful; anyone capable of making it through the three realms would certainly be formidable. But the extent of Wu Yuan’s might left him stunned.

“His strength is utterly outrageous,” True Saint Dong Yi muttered, shaking his head. “Wu Yuan’s ultimate techniques are surely far from ordinary. Once he steps into the Dao Zenithel stage and wields a Xuanhuang Dao Treasure, he’ll likely surpass even Eldritch Progenitor Zhu Rong and the others.”

From his position and strength, True Saint Dong Yi possessed sufficient insight to gauge the strengths of the Dao Zenithels throughout the endless cosmic sea.

And he wasn’t alone in his assessment. The Dao Zenithels backing the combatants observed the battle through the voidrealm, equally shocked by Wu Yuan’s overwhelming power. The True Saints stationed in the five-colored realm watched the battle from afar, constantly making updated reports.

“His ultimate techniques nearly approach the Peak Dao Zenithel level.”

“Indeed, incredibly powerful.”

“Once he breaks through and masters a Xuanhuang Dao Treasure, he’ll likely reach the Blood Emperor’s tier.”

These Dao Zenithels were inwardly astounded.

Only one Full Dao Zenithel powerhouse presided over each of the eight megaverse alliances.

In Wan Yu Tower, only Dao Zenithel Wan Yu surpassed the Peak Dao Zenithel level. Those at this tier were true hegemons. Across the entire cosmic sea, fewer than twenty such beings existed. Even the mightiest Eldritch Court and Immortal Court had no more than five powerhouses of this caliber in their ranks.

“We must act swiftly.”

“This is our only chance.”

“If Wu Yuan escapes and returns to his Saint Realm, stepping into the Dao Zenithel stage, there will be no further opportunities.”

The numerous Dao Zenithels communicated urgently.

Wu Yuan’s overwhelming power had paradoxically intensified their resolve rather than weakened it.

…

Within the five-colored realm, the great battle raged on. Wu Yuan fought four opponents alone, yet completely dominated them, battering True Saint Luan Hai and the others without mercy.

Suddenly, a transmission reached Wu Yuan’s mind.

“Wu Yuan, we were wrong this time,” True Saint Luan Hai projected. “We’re willing to submit, each offering one Chaos Treasure to end this battle. How about it?”

“One Chaos Treasure.”

“We acted rashly. Please forgive us, True Saint Wu Yuan.” True Saints Yin Yu and Luo Quan quickly added their pleas.

Unable to achieve victory, they had immediately chosen submission.

“One Chaos Treasure?” Wu Yuan’s eyes hardened to ice. “Ridiculous! You initiated this conflict, and now you think you can escape by offering some trinkets? What do you take me for?”

His voice turned cold as winter. “One option: if you wish to leave, swear a Primordial Oath and surrender all treasures you carry.”

Killing these True Saints would require exposing his full power. But simply letting them go? Wu Yuan’s heart rebelled against the very thought.

“What?”

“Surrender all our treasures?”

True Saints Luan Hai and Luo Quan’s faces darkened. They had spent a long time exploring the Tenth Chaos Void, each carrying treasures worth at least five or six Chaos Treasures. How could they willingly surrender everything? In their view, their willingness to back down already showed Wu Yuan tremendous face.

“Fellow Daoist Wu Yuan, don’t go too far,” True Saint Luan Hai warned in a low voice. “We respect you enough to make amends, but if we truly fought to the death, even with your power, you can’t kill us. The four of us united can hold you off.”

This was the reason for their confidence. Even if they couldn’t win, they could protect themselves through cooperation. After all, all of them had created Dao Zenithel ultimate techniques. Among all True Saints born since the Primordium, they ranked in the top ten, with True Saint Luan Hai possibly contending for the top three.

“You can hold me off? A pack of fools!” Wu Yuan’s eyes grew colder still. “Fine. I gave you a way out. Don’t blame me now.”

Rumble! Wu Yuan gripped the nine war sabers in his hands. With a single thought, he began executing the strongest ultimate move he had ever conceived.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Within Wu Yuan’s Eternal Psyche, endless surging ether erupted forth, exceeding his previous output by more than tenfold. The tremendous eternal ether flooded madly into each saber, permeating every part of their Dao essence. The power of his eight Xiantian Instruments were fully unleashed.

The incomparably powerful Dao essence of the Creation Heavenly Saber was fully harnessed. Wu Yuan’s previous ultimate techniques could not fully activate this weapon’s power, but this move had achieved it. The sabers’ power began to surge exponentially.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Nine dazzling blade rays burst forth instantaneously. Where they passed, space shattered layer by layer, and even the five-colored lights dimmed.

The nine blade rays transformed into nine massive wheels of light that absorbed all power, giving an impression of perfection and completeness.

Heaven and earth darkened.

Standing in the boundless void, Wu Yuan’s form grew infinitely majestic, and vast Primordial fluctuations naturally emanated outward.

This! True Saint Dong Yi stared in utter shock. What technique is this? Primordium… could it be? How is this possible! How long has he been cultivating for?

True Saint Dong Yi, once the Eldritch Court’s top True Saint, had interacted with many Dao Zenithels and created Dao Zenithel ultimate techniques himself. His perspective was extraordinarily lofty. Yet now, the saber technique Wu Yuan displayed, those nine massive wheels of light, seemed to open separate void dimensions, faintly managing to isolate the Primordial fluctuations.

Becoming the Primordium itself? What terrifying ultimate technique was this?

“No!”

“This is bad!”

“This!”

True Saints Luan Hai, Luo Quan, Yin Yu, and Chen Yu froze in dread. As the saber descended, they felt the overwhelming power it carried—so vast and oppressive it shook their hearts and souls, stirring a primal fear of complete annihilation.

Soundless and traceless, the nine great wheels of light contracted, transforming into a dark blade ray. This blade ray was completely unstoppable, directly slicing through True Saint Luan Hai’s body. Without any drop in power, it swept across millions of li, slicing through True Saint Chen Yu’s form.

Boom! True Saint Luan Hai’s body rocketed backward, his divine body exploding. Countless blood droplets scattered, and in an instant, his vital aura plummeted by more than seventy percent.

Silent and traceless, a flash of terror crossed True Saint Chen Yu’s eyes before her body dispersed.

Just one strike left True Saint Luan Hai gravely wounded, and True Saint Chen Yu dead!

“Little Yu!” True Saint Luo Quan’s eyes split with rage, both heartbroken and seized by fear.

With both of them having taken the fourth step of their self-created Daos and creating Dao Zenithel ultimate techniques, he never imagined that True Saint Chen Yu would die in the Tenth Chaos Void.

The profundities of this saber strike probably approach the ancestor’s level.

True Saint Yin Yu’s mind shivered. The horrifying destructive power filled him with waves of despair. The ancestor he referenced naturally meant Dao Zenithel Wan Yu.

Flee! True Saint Yin Yu’s face lost all color. He retreated frantically while desperately transmitting: “True Saint Wu Yuan, I’m willing to surrender all my treasures…”

Escape. True Saint Luan Hai, grievously wounded with his Eternal Psyche nearly shattered, also frantically backpedaled.

“Escape?” Wu Yuan’s voice was winter itself. “Too late.”

Since he had fully unleashed his power, he naturally showed no mercy. His nine arms swung!

Two more dark blade rays sliced through the void. Where they passed, everything was suppressed. Soundless and traceless, they struck the three fleeing True Saints.

Rumble!

When the second blade ray descended, True Saint Luan Hai died! True Saints Yin Yu and Luo Quan were simultaneously gravely wounded.

When the third blade ray swept past, the endless void fell completely silent.

All had perished.

Only treasures remained, scattered throughout the void.

All dead. Wu Yuan muttered, his eyes still ice-cold. I wonder if this will intimidate the Dao Zenithels behind them.

With a thought, his Chiaroscuro Domain spread, collecting the treasures dropped by the four True Saints.

…

The void fell into complete silence.

Across the endless cosmic sea, the Dao Zenithels from various major powers fell into stunned silence. For a moment, they stood dazed, eyes fixed in disbelief on the scene unfolding within the light screen.

Four supreme True Saints who had created Dao Zenithel ultimate techniques had been completely slaughtered by Wu Yuan in just three saber strikes? What outrageous power! What a heart-stopping saber technique!

In the Eldritch Court Voidrealm, within the Eldritch Progenitor Hall.

“This?”

“Such a fearsome saber technique!”

Eldritch Progenitors Hou Tu and Di Jiang stared at this scene in shock. The voidrealm could not simulate the profundities of the saber technique, so they could not experience them firsthand. However, through the outcome of this battle, much could already be glimpsed.

“The power of this strike was so overwhelming that it likely approached mid-stage Dao Zenithel combat power, yet his current mana is merely at the True Saint level,” Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu spoke softly, her voice carrying a trace of excitement. “If Wu Yuan accomplished this entirely through his own abilities, then his saber ultimate technique has likely reached the Full Dao Zenithel level.”

“Indeed,” Eldritch Progenitor Di Jiang’s eyes also held a glimmer of light. “Even if it still falls somewhat short, it’s no longer far.

“If this truly is an ultimate technique he has created, he will likely approach my level once he achieves a breakthrough.”