Chapter 1585 - 155: Devouring the Mountain (Part 2)

Chapter 1585: Chapter 155: Devouring the Mountain (Part 2)

"Many... acquaintances?"

The Saint Prince was stunned again.

Many of his father’s acquaintances were already dead.

If they met on the other side of the River of Destiny, those with the power and qualification to enter the river...

Would probably be those three from the Human Race, right?

"On that side, there are some things I must do."

The Holy Emperor spoke warmly: "What you witnessed earlier at the Green Moss Cliff was not deliberately fabricated. I haven’t left much power here, and penetrating the void earlier to complete a transfer... consumed a lot. Now there’s just enough left to impart the Fighting Saint Technique to you."

"Transfer? Transfer who?"

The Saint Prince was still confused, not yet comprehending the meaning of the Holy Emperor’s words.

But then.

The next moment he understood the implication of the word "trouble."

Rip!

A tearing sound suddenly resounded from the golden Heavenly Peak as Dao Rain was forcibly shredded, and a large dragon appeared out of thin air, opening its blood-red maw, instantly appearing at the summit of Corpse Mountain. A foul storm of wind and blood followed, a torrential demon wind howling and striking, uprooting all rocks and trees. The rolling sand and dust were shattered, and the Saint Prince abruptly turned his head to meet the gaze of the "Nether Sea."

"!!!"

The Saint Prince immediately recognized that this large dragon was none other than his own uncle, the Nether Sea!

Instinctively, he struck.

"Ha!"

The Spirit Sun Rod instantly expanded, transforming into a hundred-zhang golden beam, striking straight at the large dragon. Upon ascending to the peak of Corpse Mountain and receiving the recognition of the great seat, the Saint Prince’s strength underwent a dramatic transformation... His realm and cultivation hadn’t changed, but all the restrictions within the Fighting Holy Peak were open to him.

This transformation.

Was akin to Deng Baiyi receiving the recognition of Xiao Yaozi.

Though his own realm was unremarkable.

But within the Heavenly Origin Secret Realm, Deng Baiyi could battle against Yang God Great Cultivators on equal footing.

The Saint Prince himself was in the Fourth Realm of Yang God, and after receiving the recognition, his combat power skyrocketed again... This staff strike was far stronger than before!

"Your Highness, the Saint Prince!"

"Your Highness!"

"His Highness has made a move!"

The dazzling golden beam that shot forth was too brilliant.

At the base of Corpse Mountain.

All the demon cultivators saw this scene.

In the high sky, a straight, slender golden stick shadow shot out from the mountain summit fog, bathing in layers of golden Dao rain, and it struck heavily on the large dragon’s jaw!

If the Nether Sea Venerable were still in the state of Seventh Heaven before the mountain gate.

Being struck by this staff now would instantly send him flying back—

However.

At this moment, the Saint Prince’s staff heavily struck the large dragon’s jaw, only to produce a crisp explosive sound!

Clang!

Golden light scattered!

The large dragon was momentarily halted in mid-air.

The next moment.

It readjusted, stretched out its sharp claw, and grasped the Spirit Sun Rod!

The golden light that had shot out with overwhelming power was suppressed in an instant, and the overwhelming black clouds surged along with the dragon’s claw, surrounding the entire position of Corpse Mountain.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

The Spirit Sun Rod already had a flaw.

Now, this flaw uttered a sound of unbearable strain.

The Saint Prince hurriedly withdrew the rod.

He had no time to do more.

"Boom!"

The large dragon’s head suddenly thrust down, unleashing its divine skills, its enormous demon body growing again, and its maw expanded forcefully to a hundred zhang wide.

In one bite!

The summit of Corpse Mountain was bitten down!

"It’s over..."

"My heavens..."

Soil and rocks collapsed, the sky vault shattered.

Countless gold beams fragmented, turning into whimpering, withering cold light.

This scene was too overwhelming.

The demon cultivators at the Corpse Mountain gate, seeing this, each had eyes filled with despair.

Was His Highness the Saint Prince swallowed?

Was even the millennial preaching site of Great Ape Mountain swallowed?

How could this battle still be fought?

...

...

"Is that right?"

"Still not taking action?"

The Qilin Miaofa True Monarch rolled up his sleeves, ready to unleash Thunder Technique and rush into the barrier of the Fighting Holy Peak.

He could wait no longer.

He’d believed Xie Xuanyi earlier and let the Nether Sea break into the barrier.

Unexpectedly.

This Great Flood Dragon... actually swallowed Corpse Mountain, and even swallowed the Saint Prince!

How outrageous is this?

The Nether Sea Venerable most desires to swallow, probably the Saint Prince!

"Wait..."

However.

At this moment, Cui Zhen intervened, stopping the True Monarch and looking at Xie Xuanyi.

"If I remember correctly."

"You escaped once from the Great Palace Master."

The two had briefly separated once.

Xie Xuanyi did not tell Cui Zhen about his encounter in the [Ruins] and only brushed lightly over being pursued by the Great Palace Master.

After being chased by the Great Palace Master.

He went to Broken Buddha Cliff.

This actually... is quite unreasonable.

All along, Cui Zhen hadn’t looked into it closely, only now realizing that among the Ruins, Broken Buddha Cliff, and Great Ape Mountain, there exists a rather subtle and difficult to notice causal connection.

"Indeed."

Xie Xuanyi chuckled softly, saying, "Actually, I’m also puzzled about how I escaped back then."

The battle in the Ruins.

He was nearly in a situation of inevitable death.

Just as Xie Xuanyi was about to despair... suddenly a piece of Bronze Immortal Gold flew from the desert.

That piece of Bronze Immortal Gold attacked the Great Palace Master.

And rescued him.

Using Divine Power Techniques, Xie Xuanyi tunneled through the [Ruins], but was forcibly sent to Broken Buddha Cliff by void turbulence... Previously, Xie Xuanyi thought all this was mere coincidence, but after the Great Ape Mountain banquet began, he vaguely sensed something amiss.

How can there be so many coincidences in the world?

If they truly exist.

They shouldn’t happen to oneself.

"So..."

Cui Zhen lowered his eyes, speaking meaningfully, "It was the Holy Emperor."

"There shouldn’t be a third person, right?"

Xie Xuanyi jokingly said, "Unless you tell me that your Red Armor Avatar has always possessed the strength of a ’Ninth Heaven’ Strongest Person..."

There aren’t that many coincidences in the world.

To counter a Strongest Person, only a Strongest Person can.

At that time.

Xie Xuanyi, who had just been sent to the dilapidated temple at Broken Buddha Cliff, thought it was the "Hong Da" from the Primordial Immortal Hall helping and sending him, but clearly that wasn’t the truth. If Hong Da truly wanted to save him, he could have brought him to the Primordial Immortal Hall. That powerful presence, secretly intervening, through the sand sea sent him to the Lushui Cave Heaven...

In Lushui Cave Heaven, by coincidence, he healed half of his Karmic Fire injuries.

The remaining half.

Was healed today, completely through the hand of the Shadow.

Such means easily lead one to think of a "Divine Traveler."

And in Great Ape Mountain, there just happens to be one.

Holy Emperor...

Only Holy Emperor.

"What are you talking about?"

Qilin Miaofa True Monarch frowned, every word these two spoke he could understand, but together he couldn’t grasp the meaning.

"The Holy Emperor is still alive."

Cui Zhen sighed, decisively said, "He’s right in the Fighting Holy Peak."

"???"

Qilin Miaofa True Monarch’s expression was quite fascinating.

He looked at Cui Zhen, then at Xie Xuanyi.

If the Holy Emperor is still alive, then this Ten Thousand Demon Array, this Nether Lake, this grand banquet...

What do they count as?

"More precisely, it should be... the Holy Emperor hasn’t died yet."

Xie Xuanyi shook his head, with a complex expression, said, "He is the true schemer."

"But..."

Qilin Miaofa True Monarch hesitated.

He already understood their meaning.

The overwhelming rebellion stirred by the Nether Sea is completely within the Holy Emperor’s sight.

The reason this Strongest Person hasn’t appeared is to assist the Saint Prince in inheriting the throne in a desperate situation.

The banquet, the feigned death, everything...

Was just pushing along with the flow.

But even if the Saint Prince successfully ascends the throne, what then?

The True Monarch looked at the huge hole above the barrier at Fighting Holy Peak.

Just earlier, the Saint Prince had already been eaten by the Great Flood Dragon transformed by the Nether Sea.

"Too many people have already died today..."

Cui Zhen looked at the Great Flood Dragon, indifferently said, "Eating too much, you might get a stomachache."

"Indeed."

Xie Xuanyi said somewhat playfully, "Eating so much, won’t you have to spit it all out?"