Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

A half-sage from the Soul Hunting Hall attacked from the starry sky tens of thousands of miles high.

That palm covered the entire Ancient City of the Eastern Wilderness!

People were terrified, screaming in horror.

Just then, Ye Qingxue made her move.

This was the first time Jun Wuxie had seen her without using the Talisman of the Dao of War.

She extended her slender, jade-like hand and slapped towards the sky.

In an instant.

A crystalline palm appeared in the starry sky, crushing and annihilating that terrifying void black hole.

A shrill scream came from the starry sky.

Everyone saw the Soul Hunting Hall expert, who claimed to be a half-sage, explode into a bloody mist under the crystalline palm.

Another Soul Hunting Hall half-sage turned and ran, rushing towards the black palace.

But his speed seemed too slow in front of the crystalline palm.

Ah!!!

The sharp screams pierced the eardrums.

The second Soul Hunting Hall half-sage was utterly destroyed, turning into bloody mud under that palm.

Such a scene frightened the high-level figures of various forces so much that their eyes almost popped out of their heads!

They were both half-sages, but the War Saint could instantly kill experts of the same realm?

What kind of existence was the Soul Hunting Hall?

The Soul Hunting Emperor was already an ancient king, so what level of talent and growth did the Soul Hunting Hall's half-sages have to reach?

The most terrified were the Soul Hunters lurking in the Ancient City of the Eastern Wilderness.

They had never felt fear before.

But at this moment, fear was uncontrollably growing in the depths of their hearts, rising like a tide!

"How dare you provoke my Soul Hunting Hall like this!"

"Even if you are a legend in the human world, you will die under the Soul Cleaving Scythe today!"

"We, the Soul Hunting Hall, will collect the origin and soul of the War Saint!"

Three indifferent voices sounded from the black palace one after another.

Almost in an instant.

That palace emerged with endless black runes, and it instantly grew more than ten times larger.

A mysterious and cold aura swept down, covering the sky and the earth.

Countless people in the entire Ancient City of the Eastern Wilderness, including those from the Saint Sect, felt their souls about to crack.

That aura seemed to be able to tear people's souls into pieces, causing them to feel fear and trembling from the bottom of their hearts.

Clang!

A shocking tremor came from the starry sky.

The gate of the black palace opened, and a huge black scythe slashed out, tearing through tens of thousands of miles of void, and slashing towards Ye Qingxue.

It was still that crystalline and slender palm, ignoring the black scythe that was slashing towards her, directly slapping towards the black palace.

Under the gaze of countless eyes.

The crystalline palm shattered the edge of the scythe, and the palm center pressed against the main body of the scythe.

The black runes on the scythe shattered inch by inch, and the entire scythe instantly shattered into countless pieces.

And the palm, unstoppable, struck the palace.

Boom!

The huge black palace instantly shattered, turning into dust.

Three shrill and brief screams came from inside.

"A Lesser Celestial Half-Sage is not enough for me to kill. Call your Extreme Celestial Half-Sages from the Soul Hunting Hall."

Ye Qingxue's voice transmitted into the starry sky.

"Since ancient times, no one has dared to provoke my Soul Hunting Hall like this! War Saint, you are the first, and you will be the last!"

A gloomy and murderous voice came from the starry sky.

One black palace after another appeared in different directions in the starry sky, rapidly heading towards the sky above the Ancient City of the Eastern Wilderness.

A total of eight palaces!

In each black palace, there were five powerful auras no weaker than those half-sages who had been killed before.

No one walked out from inside, but on the surface of the palaces, endless runes were almost burning.

Rumble!

One of the palaces instantly crossed hundreds of thousands of miles of starry sky, rushing towards Ye Qingxue like a star exceeding the speed of light.

Ye Qingxue stood above the Ancient City of the Eastern Wilderness, gracefully waving her fair hand.

Boom!

The palace that rushed towards her instantly shattered under her palm.

Her movements did not stop, and her crystalline hand continuously slapped out.

One slap for each.

In an instant, all eight palaces burning with runes were shattered in the starry sky.

When those palaces shattered, the light that burst out was like the explosion of black stars.

Looking from the ground, it was like several black fireworks blooming in the starry sky.

"Soul Hunting Hall, is there anyone stronger?"

Ye Qingxue faced the starry sky, her ethereal voice spreading far, far away.

Everyone was stunned, their minds blank!

That black palace was a half-sage artifact of the Soul Hunting Hall!

So many half-sages, wielding half-sage artifacts, were so vulnerable to the War Saint.

The action was like swatting flies, one slap for each!

Ordinary martial artists might not know how terrifying the Soul Hunting Hall was.

But the high-level figures of the Overlord level had seen some descriptions in ancient books.

In the past, they were not sure, thinking it was a bit exaggerated.

Now it seems that it was not exaggerated at all!

The Soul Hunting Hall has several half-sage artifacts and an astonishing number of half-sages!

No wonder no one has ever discovered their headquarters.

It turns out that the headquarters of the Soul Hunting Hall is hidden in the starry sky.

Moreover, their headquarters are scattered, composed of many black palaces.

Just now, the War Saint destroyed nine of them in one breath!

"Soul Hunting Hall, is there anyone else coming to die?"

Ye Qingxue's clear and ethereal voice echoed in the world.

The entire starry sky was silent.

...

At the same time, in a certain area in the starry sky, in a particularly huge black palace, sat hundreds of black-robed people.

At the very top, on a black throne inlaid with skulls, a person exuding black true energy tightly gripped the armrests of the chair, his knuckles white and the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

"If my Soul Hunting Hall mobilizes all its forces, how confident are we that we can kill the War Saint?"

His voice was hoarse and low, and the true energy surrounding his body was very unstable, constantly churning.

"Even if we kill the War Saint, most of the foundation of my Soul Hunting Hall will be lost, and the loss will outweigh the gain!"

"Hall Master, we must temporarily endure this humiliation. The strong foundation of my Soul Hunting Hall has accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years, with generations self-sealing themselves until now, only to accumulate to such a number. Today, forty-five Lesser Celestial Half-Sages have been lost, a heavy loss! This matter cannot continue, we must prioritize the overall situation!"

"What you say makes sense. Currently, it seems that the War Saint is not deliberately targeting my Soul Hunting Hall. Her actions are all to support her disciple. We can only say that this woman is too strong! We do not necessarily have to let the Special-Grade Soul Hunting Emperor personally take action to hunt down Jun Wuxie's origin and soul!"

"To deal with Jun Wuxie, we can let a High-Grade Soul Hunter go to the Western Forest with special weapons, and achieve our goal through the hands of the Western Forest. At that time, the War Saint will have no reason to interfere."

The Soul Hunting Hall Master pondered slightly and said, "It is feasible to use the Western Forest's hand. Jun Wuxie's origin and soul must be hunted down, this is a task personally assigned by the Soul Master during his divine revelation! It's just that since the existence of my Soul Hunting Hall, we have never suffered such great humiliation!"

"The loss outweighs the gain, why fight her to the death. This great era will face a situation different from any era in the past. The War Saint will naturally have someone to deal with her. In the end, she is just an Extreme Celestial Half-Sage. She has many enemies. When the backers of those Overlord forces descend, it will be her doomsday. My Soul Hunting Hall only needs to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, preserve our strength, and complete the great task assigned by the Soul Master!"

"Ha—" The Soul Hunting Hall Master took a deep breath and said, "Immediately convey this Hall Master's order, let the High-Grade Soul Hunter go to the Western Forest as soon as possible, and order the Western Forest to mobilize more than 80% of its army, and sweep across the Great Zhou as quickly as possible! As long as Jun Wuxie dares to stand out, he can be exhausted to death! By the way, let the High-Grade Soul Hunter bring a hundred large spirit boats to help the Western Forest assemble its army."

"By the way, who among you will go to the Soul Son and Soul Daughter's cultivation place and tell them to be ready to leave seclusion at any time. As soon as the capital of the Great Zhou falls and the place where the Xuanyuan Relic is sealed is opened, it will be time for them to contribute, and there must be no accidents."

...

Ancient City of the Eastern Wilderness.

Ye Qingxue stood in the sky above the city, and after shouting, she waited for a long time without receiving a response.

"In this vast world, there is no worthy opponent. Life is really lonely as snow..."

She whispered to herself, and then looked at the city below and said, "Although I rarely come out, you should remember that I am not a legend. Anyone who dares to bully my people, the Soul Hunting Hall is an example!"

After she finished speaking, she disappeared.

Only her clear and ethereal voice echoed in the sky above the city.

Jun Wuxie was stunned, her words—I am not a legend—still echoing in his ears.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This Miss Qingxue also has such a playful side.

The whole city was silent, deathly silent.

The vast Ancient City of the Eastern Wilderness, with a population of billions, was silent.

After a long, long time, the city was still in silence.

Different locations in the city had eyes looking towards the front of Jubaozhai.

Those were the high-level figures of various forces, their eyes focused on Jun Wuxie.

The backer behind that young man in green robes is too terrifying...

Who can shake him?

Countless martial artists of the same age were envious, jealous, and hateful in their hearts.

If they also had such a master as a backer, wouldn't they be able to walk sideways in this world?

In the pavilion of the Rare Beast Pavilion, several old Saint Sects wiped the sweat from their foreheads with lingering fear.

They were extremely grateful that they had not imposed the so-called punishment on Jun Wuxie at that time, otherwise, one of the War Saint's fingers would not have been enough.

The high-level figures of the Qin family were paralyzed with fear.

They had previously sent the Sect Emperor to ambush and kill Jun Wuxie.

Fortunately, the Saint Sect did not take action, otherwise, the entire Hunter Association would have been wiped out at this moment...

In front of Jubaozhai, Jun Wuxie stood there like a sculpture.

It wasn't that he was in a daze, but that his primordial spirit was currently inside the Eternal Life Divine Palace.

"Miss Qingxue?"

He shouted towards the Zhenyu Pagoda, his voice slightly excited.

"What is it?"

Ye Qingxue, clad in white like snow, walked out from the Zhenyu Pagoda and instantly arrived before him.

Beneath the mask, her beautiful eyes seemed to contain all the stars of the heavens and myriad realms.

"You were too domineering!"

Jun Wuxie sincerely praised, feeling very grateful in his heart.

If Ye Qingxue hadn't appeared today, even if he had used every means to kill that Hunting Emperor, an even stronger Hunting Emperor would have appeared very soon.

"You sought me out just to say these nonsense words?"

Ye Qingxue said coldly.

"Cough, I say, Ye Qingxue, could your attitude not be so awful, as if I owe you hundreds of millions and haven't paid you back."

Jun Wuxie was very speechless. Ever since that incident, Ye Qingxue's attitude towards him had been extremely bad.

"The last time you touched my mask, I showed you the greatest mercy by not killing you. And you still want me to have a good attitude? You truly are shameless."

Jun Wuxie: … …

He was so angry that he wanted to teach her a lesson.

Of course, if he could beat her.

"Come here."

Ye Qingxue suddenly beckoned to him.

"What for?"

Jun Wuxie was a little apprehensive. Honestly, he now had a bit of a psychological shadow regarding this person.

Mainly because he couldn't beat her, and he couldn't figure out her temperament. He was worried about being tormented.

"Try wearing it."

Ye Qingxue took off the bronze mask from her face and held it out to him.

"Huh?"

Jun Wuxie felt a chill on his neck as a conditioned reflex.

The first time he touched this mask, the memory of her locking his neck was still vivid in his mind.

He really had a psychological shadow now.

He was about to refuse, but when his gaze fell on that face of beauty that surpassed the limits of the world, all the words caught in his throat.

At that instant.

In his eyes, in his heart, in his mind, there was only the amazement at the peerless beauty before him, and he couldn't think about anything else.