Chapter 515 - 510: Calling Reinforcements

Yinglong’s wings draped across the sky, accompanied by wind and thunder, wherever it passed, the sky changed colors.

Countless people in the Holy City witnessed the scene before them, watching the Demon Emperor Your Majesty, who once dominated the Divine Country Territory, glide over the Holy City. But what shocked them even more was that this Demon Emperor Your Majesty was being pursued by a human Cultivator.

"It’s that Sword Cultivator."

"How can he chase the Demon Emperor to such an extent?"

"It is said that he has been slaying demons for a long period, singly clearing the Demon Fog from the Divine Country Territory."

Countless people in the Holy City thought in their hearts.

Since this Sword Cultivator could do it alone, why couldn’t the High Priest of the Divine Country achieve the same?

Or perhaps, he was unwilling to do so ...

Yinglong’s wings spread out, spanning a hundred miles, its speed terrifyingly fast, heading straight to the central area of the Holy City, with Cultivators rising into the sky one after another, yet none dared to block it.

In the land of the Divine Country, only the High Priest can kill the Demon Emperor Yinglong.

They can’t stop it.

"Inferior beast!"

A thunderous shout echoed from the sky, thunder roared, and a destructive aura descended as numerous figures stood in the high air. The Seventh Realm Great Cultivators of the Holy City appeared one after the other, along with the emperors of the four dynasties, who previously avoided Li Fan and migrated to the Holy City.

Yinglong’s form halted, wings draped across the sky, looking up at the figures appearing in the high air, then slightly lowered its head, spoke in a human voice: "I am willing to submit to the High Priest as a Demon Servant, and the demons of the Divine Country Territory will no longer invade the human islands."

"Inferior beast, you once led the demons of the sea domain to invade human sanctuaries, causing suffering to our citizens of the Divine Country. Now, being pursued by humans, you wish to resolve the karma with a single statement?" The voice from the sky returned, like heavenly might.

"I am willing to lead the demons of the sea domain to submit to the Human Clan, to be slaves for generations." Yinglong bowed its head.

"Not enough. If our Human Clan Cultivators wish to extract items from your Demon Race for cultivation, you must offer them with both hands, providing them for the cultivation of our Divine Country citizens for generations." The High Priest said.

"Following the High Priest’s decree." Yinglong bowed its noble head, the Demon Race becomes slaves.

"High Priest, are you insulting the intelligence of your Divine Country citizens?"

At this moment, the white-clothed figure behind Yinglong looked up sarcastically and said, suspended on a sword, with a cold smile: "The human Cultivators of the Divine Country and demons are dead enemies, and the other party dared to escape to the Holy City? Knowing that you won’t kill him? What’s more, I managed to chase him all the way here, with the blood of the Divine Country Territory’s demons flowing like rivers, and you, the High Priest of the Divine Country, ruling over the seven dynasties, countless Cultivators, allowing demons to wreak havoc for years, isn’t it laughable?"

"Since you nurtured him, there is no need to continue the pretense, making yourselves a laughingstock."

The Cultivators in the Holy City trembled inwardly when they heard this, understanding that what Li Fan could achieve alone, why didn’t the High Priest do?

Now Yinglong bowed its head, offering to serve the citizens of the Divine Country, but which citizen of the Divine Country could benefit? Ultimately, only the upper echelons would receive the demon’s gifts.

Most likely the Cultivator’s words were correct; this Demon Emperor was nurtured by the High Priest.

Thinking about this, many Cultivators felt it was cruel, yet they understood that the rules of the world of cultivation were just like this, only the poor commoners suffered.

"Heaven has a virtue of mercy; considering your merits in slaying demons, merits balance faults. If you also wish to submit, I shall not hold your previous actions against you." The High Priest’s voice came.

Li Fan looked up at the sky, Sword Aura soaring, saying: "You protect demons for calamity, deceiving the world. As a Sword Cultivator, I come to restore clarity to the heavens. High Priest, you can die now."

"Boastful arrogance." Several voices shouted simultaneously, divine might radiating from the four emperors.

Li Fan demonstrated terrifying combat power in the Sun-suspending City battle, but now he was in the Holy City.

Here, Li Fan was undoubtedly destined to die.

"That sword looks good, should be a Dao Sword, but you think you can kill me with just a sword, a bit wishful thinking." A figure appeared in the sky over the Holy City.

This time it was no longer a blurred, illusory figure; the moonlight robe shimmering with faint silver brilliance, black hair fluttering gently in the wind, his skin revealed an icy white, as if never seeing sunlight, those eyes like bright moons, containing moonlight within the pupils.

An anomaly appeared behind him, a bright moon suspended in the sky, reflecting on him, causing the moonlight robe to shimmer with clear brilliance.

There was no sense of power and ruthlessness in him, but rather coldness, peace, and like the bright moon.

"Welcome, High Priest." The Cultivators in the high sky bowed.

On the ground, countless Cultivators also bowed their heads, even though they harbored doubts about the High Priest, when he appeared, they couldn’t help bowing.

In the Divine Country Territory, the High Priest is ’god.’

"I can give you one more chance." The High Priest said to Li Fan.

Li Fan ignored him, showing a mocking smile.

The moonlight washed over him, shining down on Li Fan’s body, the Cultivators in the high sky moved forward simultaneously, pressure released from the four emperors, Yinglong turned its head, icy cold killing intent in its enormous pupils.

In an instant, it was unclear how many terrifying auras locked on Li Fan.

"Bullying me for having few?" Li Fan smiled, a beam of sword light ascended, piercing the sky. Almost at the same moment, in the distant land, many terrifying Sword Auras erupted simultaneously.

The Cultivators were stunned, looking toward the distance.

The High Priest’s expression also slightly changed, gazing into the distance.

Over the Holy City, two dazzling sword lights descended from the sky, the overwhelming Sword Intent causing countless people to shiver, two figures appeared simultaneously, positioned on Li Fan’s left and right sides.

"Boom, boom, boom..." Behind Li Fan, sword lights descended one after another, under the gaze of all, the figures of Great Sword Cultivators appeared there.

Each individual emitted the aura of a Seventh Realm Great Sword Cultivator.

To the left and right of Li Fan stood the two Sword Cultivators, Zuo Canglan and Xuanyuan Sword.

Behind him emerged the Sword Cultivators Gu Qingyang, Wu Tong, Mo Yang, Shi Dao Ren, and others...

"Peak of the Seventh Realm." The emperor of Xingchi Kingdom looked at this group with a pale face, especially when his gaze fell upon Zuo Canglan and Xuanyuan Sword, causing his heart to tremble. The aura on these two induced fear within him.

"Semi-Saint?"

"How is this possible..."

"Teacher, Senior Xuan Yuan, there’s something strange about the High Priest here; in this Holy City, there must be something extraordinary. I’ll leave it to you to handle." Li Fan looked up and said, though he had already broken through to the late Seventh Realm, he wouldn’t risk coming to the Holy City alone.

"Alright." The Old Blind Man nodded in agreement, simultaneously locking their aura onto the High Priest with Xuanyuan Sword.

"If he is merely at the Half-Saint Realm, I’ll handle him. Should unknown methods arise, you’ll step in." Zuo Canglan said, and Xuanyuan Sword mildly nodded, "It’s perfect timing; I can also witness your sword."

The two were the most elite Great Sword Cultivators in the world; facing a Cultivator in the same realm didn’t necessitate both to act.

The High Priest was locked by the aura of Sword Dao, and his gaze turned to Zuo Canglan; the light of the cold moon shone upon him, and he said, "Da Li, Li Mountain Sword Cultivator."

Below, Li Fan paused momentarily, looking up at the High Priest.

But swiftly understood that given the High Priest’s cultivation realm, having visited Da Li wasn’t surprising.

"You know Li Mountain?" Zuo Canglan asked.

"How could one be unaware of the name of Li Mountain Sword Cultivator?" The High Priest recalled some scenes from many years ago.

Once, he too was a Da Li cultivator, adrift his whole life, then ventured to the Sea Domain and arrived here.

"Nowadays, who is the Sword Master of Li Mountain?" The High Priest asked.

Upon hearing this, Li Fan and others knew the High Priest must have spent time in Da Li many years ago.

"The one you wish to kill." Zuo Canglan lowered his head and glanced at Li Fan.

The High Priest was somewhat surprised and said, "No wonder with such talent; but is there no Sword Saint in Li Mountain?"

If there were a Sword Saint, how could Li Fan be the Li Mountain Sword Master?

"If that’s the case, I won’t make things difficult for you; leave." The High Priest’s voice remained tranquil, as if he had seen through the vicissitudes of the world.

"Such an old monster." Li Fan frowned, his eyes growing more serious, conveying a message to Zuo Canglan, "Be careful, don’t fall into a trap."

"Hmm." The Old Blind Man responded, naturally realizing that this High Priest was indeed an existence akin to an old monstrous being, and since he dared to speak so arrogantly, he probably had some unknown method as Li Fan suggested.

But if one were to say they completely believed the opponent’s boast, that was certainly impossible. If the opponent could kill them, would he so easily let them go?

Presumably, he wasn’t even confident.

"Li Mountain, Zuo Canglan."

A loud shout echoed, as Zuo Canglan drew his sword, the entire area surrounding the High Priest filled with flying swords, and the High Priest lifted his head slightly, sensing that every flying sword locked onto the aura of the Grand Dao.

At the same time Zuo Canglan made his move, Gu Qingyang and others also acted; Sword Intent enveloped the Endless Land, locking onto the opposing top Great Cultivators.

The expressions of Xingchi Kingdom’s four emperors flickered, with the High Priest under attack and a Semi-Saint on the sidelines directing the battle. They hadn’t been able to deal with Li Fan on his own before; now, could they possibly fight against him following his breakthrough?

"Bang."

Li Fan’s body transformed into a sword, charging directly towards the opponent.

"Reckless." Seeing Li Fan rushing towards them alone, disregarding all else, towering figures appeared, Dao shadows eclipsing the sky, terrifying aura of the Grand Dao locking onto Li Fan.

A massive destructive hand came crashing down towards Li Fan.

Boom... Li Fan’s body pierced straight through, ignoring the attack, the emperor of Xingchi Kingdom shouted, a myriad of golden divine radiance descended, releasing the ultimate sharpness that transformed into a long spear thrusting down.

Li Fan reached out to grasp, a vast golden palm print lifting the golden divine spear.

"Kill." The emperor of Xingchi Kingdom roared, as a Geng Gold Path storm arose, all around were golden divine rays slaughtering down; behind Li Fan, a Sword Immortal silhouette condensed into existence, raising a finger, the Sword Intent of the heavens converged into one sword.

As the sword emerged, the entire Geng Gold storm turned into golden powder, continually annihilating.

"Boom..."

The sword pierced through the void, Dao shadows shattering, the head of the emperor of Xingchi Kingdom exploded, slain by a sword.

The remaining attacks finally reached Li Fan, yet all were submerged by Sword Aura; witnessing the death of the emperor of Xingchi Kingdom, their hearts were seized with terror.

Previously in Sun-suspending City, Li Fan was already invincible, and now even more so.

The countless Cultivators below in the battlefield gazed upon the battlefield, their hearts in turmoil.

Two years ago, when Li Fan was besieged, he had spread the word for them to return and await their doom; now it seemed he was fulfilling that statement.

Today in Divine Country, the heavens might indeed be about to turn upside down.