The Prodigies War

Chapter 1542 Emperor Dao Sacred Scripture

Chapter 1542 Emperor Dao Sacred Scripture

The golden-armored man’s name was Tuo Hungu, and he was a supreme Saint from the Star Fiend Ancient Domain.

The instant he sensed that the situation wasn’t right, he didn’t hesitate to take out a Message Plume in an attempt to crush it.

Swish!

But to his surprise, the enemies hadn’t even arrived when a sword qi had already shot toward him with an unrivaled aura that split the air in two!

How strong!

Tuo Hungu’s heart shuddered. Not even bothering to crush the plume, he instantly teleported sideways.

Boom!

On the ground where he had just stood, the sword qi plowed open a thousand-foot long gully with the interior filled with sword intent. The rocks nearby had all been blasted to fine dust.

When did the Ancient Wasteland Domain have such a supreme Saint?

Tuo Hungu’s eyes flickered with complete shock as the power of the sword qi had given him a bone-piercing threat.

But before he could think about it, he saw a large patch of crisscrossing sword qi coming at him like a raging storm of dense lighnting bolts.

Each sword qi emanated the might capable of wiping out mountains and obliterating the heavens!

Tuo Hungu’s face lost color. He chose to flee without hesitation.

The other party wasn’t as simple as just a team of two supreme Saints. Their battle prowess was so terrifying that he didn’t even dare to face them.

“Die!”

An indifferent voice resounded in Tuo Hungu’s ears as he turned to flee.

Buzz!

Along with the voice was a broken blade that shone as brightly as a river of stars. Just the Saint aura that was pouring out from it was already as majestic and limitless as the ocean.

“This...”

Tuo Hungu’s scalp went numb with fright. He suddenly let out a thunderous roar while mustering every bit of his strength, and as he did so, dense and dazzling runes of thunder and lightning emerged on his golden armor.

And in his right hand, a blood-red treasure cauldron appeared before he fiercely threw it at the Broken Blade.

Bang!

The scarlet cauldron was deflected with a slash.

Suffering a backlash, Tuo Hungu coughed up blood while disbelief filled his heart. He was a supreme Saint just like the opponent, but he felt weak and powerless under his attacks!

How can this be? Where on earth does that fellow come from?

Not waiting for Tuo Hungu to react, the Broken Blade pressed on with the same momentum even after flicking away the cauldron and viciously slashed down at his golden armor.

Clang clang clang!

The deafening sounds of collision boomed like thunder. Tuo Hungu was repeatedly struck to the point that he kept staggering back.

With every step back, his face paled a little more, and the layer of runes on his golden armor broke apart...

After he had retreated dozens of feet, his armor, as if burdened beyond its limit, collapsed in a loud explosion and became a rain of light.

“Pfff!” Tuo Hungu coughed up a huge mouthful of blood and convulsed in severe pain.

Too strong!

Although the power of the attack was eventually dissolved, it had managed to send his cauldron flying, shatter his armor, and heavily wound him!

Only now did Tuo Hungu finally see the appearance of the attacker.

He had moon white clothes, handsome features, and long, dancing black hair. The person’s figure was tall and straight like an ethereal immortal, but his aura was like that of an overbearing demonic god.

“Could, could he be...”

Tuo Hungu suddenly recalled the event he had heard that had stirred up the Nine Domains Battlefield not long ago. The protagonist was a supreme Saint from the Ancient Wasteland Domain named Lin Xun.

He had gone on a killing spree that had left tens of thousands of miles of land stained with blood and raised a storm in the Blood Demon Territory!

And he had once blocked off a whole city all on his own!

Swish!

As the realization flashed in Tuo Hungu’s mind, Lin Xun’s killing move had arrived.

With an impassioned hum, the Broken Blade was like a sharp illusion as it chopped off Tuo Hungu’s head, which was flung into the air by the momentum of the strike.

Even in death, his expression still carried a trace of shock.

He could never have comprehended why the other party’s combat power could be so terrifying even though they were in the same cultivation stage.

What had confounded him even more was why someone like him, who could be considered an overlord in this Nine Domains Battlefield, had been so utterly helpless...

Boom!

Tuo Hungu’s head exploded, and his primordial spirit also turned into ash.

However, just right before he had died, the headless body had managed to crush the Message Plume in its grip, releasing into the sky a dazzling light which emitted an ear-piercing, shrill sound.

“That’s a messaging treasure. This fellow is alerting his companions! Judging by this, there must be more than one supreme Saint in this area!” Ruowu arrived with a flicker with gravity in her eyes.

Whoosh!

Lin Xun collected the corpse and blood with a wave of his hand.

At the same time, he handed Little Silver the remaining spirit fragments of Tuo Hungu and said, “Find out if this guy knows about Toady and A’lu.”

Little Silver got right to it, knowing the seriousness of the situation.

Before long, the little guy exclaimed, “Master, they are trying to surround Imperial Son Shaohao!”

Lin Xun and Ruowu were stunned. How did this involve Shaohao again?

Little Silver quickly explained, “After the Absolute Hell Secret Realm closed, the Ancient Wasteland cultivators were threatened by the other eight domains after they exited the secret realm. Imperial Son Shaohao appeared at that time and rescued a group of them.

“That was when he became the target of a group of supreme Saints, and they chased him all the way here. He’s currently trapped in this desert.

“This area has been blocked off by the other eight domains of late. I suspect that Imperial Son Shaohao already has nowhere to run to!”

Upon learning this, Lin Xun and Ruowu exchanged glances as they both thought of a possibility:

After the closing of the Absolute Hell Secret Realm, Toady and A’lu had been met with threats after they had exited, but Shaohao had appeared and saved them.

Because of this, Shaohao had become a must-kill target of the other eight domains, and they had pursued him all the way to this place.

Thinking of this, Lin Xun knew that the situation wasn’t good.

If Shaohao were to die, the people he had saved wouldn’t have a chance to escape the same fate, and neither would Toady and A’lu if they were among this group.

“Since the armored guy was stationed here, it’s very likely that his group hasn’t succeeded yet. We still have a chance,” analyzed Ruowu calmly.

“Let’s go!” Lin Xun didn’t dare to delay. His aura grew somber. The severity of the matter was completely beyond his expectations, making him so anxious that he was bursting with killing intent.

......

The depths of the boundless desert were shrouded in a veil of cold purple light.

The veil of light was bright, translucent, and filled with astonishing fluctuations of the great dao.

Upon closer inspection, one would see dense lines of an ancient text within it.

Every word was as shiny as a pearl and as heavy as the great dao, and every stroke was pulsing with a divine rhythm.

It was as if they weren’t words, but instead individual living beings that had gathered to connect heaven and earth as they tumbled and danced constantly.

The sight was bizarre and unearthly!

Inside the magnificent purple light, Imperial Son Shaohao was sitting cross-legged. His hair was disheveled, and his handsome face was pale.

Above his head floated a scroll that looked as though it was polished from purple jade. As the scroll clattered open, line upon line of text flew out. The words looked like they were made of gold and were continuously constructing the heavenly purple veil of light!

Outside the light veil were more than a dozen supreme Saints – men and women – standing in different directions.

One had wings, one was so tall that they hit the sky, one was covered in drifting, blinding totem runes, one was riding an auspicious cloud...

Each and every one of them looked dazzling, their aura majestic and vast as they were distributed in different directions and completely encircling the purple light veil.

Rumble!

A great seal, an ancient tripod, a battle spear, a divine sword, a giant ax... Their Saint Treasures glowed with gorgeous lights as they bombarded the purple light. Blinding sparks and divine radiance erupted in buzzing noises that stirred the nine heavens.

An array of mysterious dao powers intertwined in the air, producing all sorts of world-shattering phenomena while cooperating with the Saint Treasures’ attacks.

Under their might, the whole world seemed to lose color and the thousands of miles of land around seemed to be sinking!

Amidst of the bombardment, the purple light trembled violently and buzzed nonstop.

“This man has actually come into possession of a complete supreme Emperor Dao Sacred Scripture! Everyone, attack harder and seize this scripture!” A supreme Saint looked frenzied with greed.

An Emperor Dao Sacred Scripture was a treasure coveted by even Saint-Kings and quasi-Emperors. Such a scripture was ever glorious and capable of shaking the world.

Only an Emperor Dao Sacred Scripture could manifest such a grandiose phenomenon, and its aura alone was blocking the attacks of over a dozen supreme Saints.

“Emperor Dao Sacred Scriptures are unparalleled even in my Great Luo Ancient Domain, and only top-class Emperor-level forces can have them. But this Shaohao has one all to himself!” A supreme Saint was insanely jealous.

What was the big deal about being supreme Saints when they weren’t the peak existences in their own domains?

To them, Emperor Dao Sacred Scriptures were so invaluable that they didn’t even dare to dream of owning one!

Now that they were seeing a young man from the Ancient Wasteland Domain carrying it on himself, how could they not be jealous?

One of them shouted, “Cut the nonsense and attack! After we kill him, we can share this Emperor Scripture!”

Immediately, their attacks became increasingly fiercer. Driven by the killing intent bred from greed, they were using everything in their arsenal.

The purple light veil streaming with dao runes shook continuously and was showing signs of collapse.

“If this was the outside world, it wouldn’t be so...” sighed Imperial Son Shaohao.

The Emperor Dao Sacred Scripture floating above him was the supreme inheritance of the Astral Imperial Clan.

Although it was only a scripture, it was imprinted with the aura of an Emperor. If set up in the outside world, even Saint-Kings wouldn’t be able to rattle it.

But in this Nine Domains Battlefield, the power of this Emperor Scripture was also suppressed as with the case with cultivators. It was still powerful, but was far inferior to what it could be in the outside world.

On top of that, the enemies’ attacks were relentless, which kept eroding the light veil and pushed it to the verge of collapsing!

“Everyone, there isn’t much time left. In a while, I will use everything I have to pave a path for you. Whether you will be able to use this glimpse of hope and survive will be up to your luck.”

Shaohao took a deep breath. There was a domineering trace in his calm expression as he turned to look behind him.