Chapter 426 Please punish me, sir!

"Ding! Xin Ruyu successfully refined the Seven-Colored Beast Spirit Fire, her cultivation soared, breaking through to the Early Stage of Venerable. Fifty times return, you have broken through to the Half-Saint Realm!"

The familiar System prompt sounded in his mind.

Li Xuanfeng's Physical Body, Soul, and Domain had reached 99% Fusion for some time, but this last 1% was the most difficult to cross. Once crossed, he would undergo a transformation.

At this moment, it finally reached 100%, achieving Perfection.

A perfect aura swept out from Li Xuanfeng's body; this was the most powerful Half-Saint Power below Saint Power!

It was the most perfect power before undergoing the tempering and baptism of the Heavenly Tribulation!

His slender figure stood in space, his sleeves billowed without wind, his black hair danced wildly, and an unprecedented sense of Perfection permeated his entire being.

Li Xuanfeng felt that every drop of his blood, every cell, contained the power of the Domain, and also the power of the Soul.

The Physical Body, Soul, and Domain, seemed to be able to decompose into billions of parts with a single thought, yet they also seemed to be an eternal whole, inseparable.

He understood that as long as one cell remained, as long as one cell had not been obliterated, he could continuously draw energy from the outside world, replenish his Soul, replenish his Domain, until he returned to his current Peak.

The Soul was the same; as long as a trace of remnant Soul remained, he could draw energy from the outside world, repair his Soul, and repair his Physical Body.

The Domain was still like this. After Fusion, the Domain seemed to disappear, but in fact, it had merely transformed into an invisible Domain Power. As long as this power was not completely obliterated, it could similarly draw energy to repair the Soul and Physical Body, until it returned to its Peak.

Perhaps this process would be very long and require an enormous amount of energy, but it was indeed achievable.

A Half-Saint already possessed many characteristics of a Saint. They only needed to successfully pass the Heavenly Tribulation, undergo a thorough transformation, and their life dimension would ascend to a completely new level.

Whoosh!

Li Xuanfeng unleashed a sword strike, and the sharp sword light streaked billions of kilometers across space, splitting the surging flames that rushed towards him in two.

Also split apart was the body of the Myriad Flames Saint.

Unlike the rapid removal of Chaos mist before, at this moment, no matter how much spiritual fire or Saint Power the Myriad Flames Saint mobilized, he could not eliminate the power that continuously corroded his wound.

His two halves of his body forcibly rejoined, but they were separated by a thin layer of Chaos mist, always unable to heal.

"How is this possible?!"

The Myriad Flames Saint's eyes widened.

He had thought it was just a joke, but he never expected Li Xuanfeng to actually Break through during battle, completing a Realm Breakthrough in an instant!

One must know that this was a Breakthrough to the Half-Saint Realm! Which Cultivator didn't make ample preparations and then enter a long seclusion before being able to Break through?

How could there be someone like Li Xuanfeng who successfully Broke through after counting to three?!

The Realm Breakthrough brought about a qualitative change in power. The Myriad Flames Saint could not remove the residual power left by Li Xuanfeng as he had just done, just like Leng Wuyan could not remove the residual Dao principles of the Saint King.

To recover, he would have to spend a long time recuperating.

At this moment, Li Xuanfeng already possessed the combat power of a Late Stage Saint!

Bang!

The Myriad Flames Saint's Saint Body suddenly exploded into billions of tiny flames, shooting out in all directions, attempting to escape into the depths of the starry sky.

"Condense!"

Li Xuanfeng clenched his large hand, and the entire space suddenly solidified, countless flames freezing in place.

"Senior Leng, extinguish him!"

Li Xuanfeng looked at Leng Wuyan. Her power was the most restrictive to the Myriad Flames Saint, making it easiest to freeze the Myriad Flames Saint into dust and completely obliterate him on a microscopic level.

Leng Wuyan nodded, and the power of ice descended. The tiny flames quickly froze, then shattered into countless ice shards.

The Myriad Flames Saint split into billions of Incarnations to escape. As long as one tiny flame could escape, he would survive and, after a long period, return to his Peak.

However, after decomposition, his power would also greatly decrease. In front of Leng Wuyan and Li Xuanfeng, whose strength was comparable to a Late Stage Saint, he had no chance.

Most of the flames were completely extinguished, leaving a small number of stubborn ones that re-condensed into a human form. The Myriad Flames Saint's two halves of his body still could not completely merge, and his aura was extremely weak.

"Are you an outside Cultivator?"

"Who exactly are you?"

The Myriad Flames Saint's eyes burned with fire as he stared intently at Li Xuanfeng.

He had initially thought Li Xuanfeng was just a Cultivator he could easily crush, but he never expected him to possess strength comparable to a Middle Stage Saint.

Being comparable to a Middle Stage Saint was one thing, but he could even Break through on the spot, which was so bizarre it was incomprehensible.

Li Xuanfeng did not answer, because there was no need to answer.

Lightning flashed on his long sword, interweaving with Chaos, Azure Flame, and Blue Fire. He unleashed his current Peak sword strike.

The Myriad Flames Saint still wanted to struggle and escape, but the surrounding space was so solid. He was stuck in a quagmire, only able to watch helplessly as the dazzling sword light swallowed him.

The destructive power obliterated every cell of his, every wisp of his Soul, every wisp of his Divine Sense, and every trace of his Saint Domain Power.

The aura of a Middle Stage Saint rapidly plummeted like this, until it completely disappeared.

The Myriad Flames Saint, fell!

Li Xuanfeng hooked his finger, and an invisible force gripped the Star River Condensate and the Flame Scepter, causing them to fly before him.

The spiritual fires scattered across the starry sky also quickly converged. In an instant, a Formation took shape, temporarily controlling these spiritual fires.

"Now the Star River Condensate is at Perfection."

Casually Sealing the artifact spirit, Li Xuanfeng contentedly put away his spoils of war.

Killing the Myriad Flames Saint was indeed a bountiful harvest.

What pleased Li Xuanfeng the most was neither the Saint weapon, the Flame Scepter, nor the thirty-foot-long Star River Condensate, but rather two Innate spiritual fires.

"If you want to die, then keep running."

After putting away the spoils of war, Li Xuanfeng slowly raised his eyes, his voice ignoring the vacuum and distance, transmitting across space. The Cloud Mist Saint and Star Mist Saint, who had broken through the grand Formation and fled into the distance while Li Xuanfeng was dealing with the Myriad Flames Saint, immediately appeared from the Void Realm, frozen in place, not daring to move.

"Fellow Daoist, it's all a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!"

The Star Mist Saint forced a smile on his old face.

"This old man indeed came for the Star River Condensate, but I never had any intention of harming Fellow Daoist. With Fellow Daoist's unprecedented talent, no one is more qualified to obtain such a treasure. If I had known earlier that Fellow Daoist was such a Prodigy, how would this old man dare to covet the Star River Condensate in the slightest!"

The Star Mist Saint was all smiles.

His words were quite sincere; he did not deny wanting to obtain the Star River Condensate, but after witnessing Li Xuanfeng's strength, he abandoned the idea.

Although the Star River Condensate was precious, how could it be more important than his own life?

The Myriad Flames Saint's impulsiveness was his own business, and he was also the first to attack Li Xuanfeng. Who could have known that Li Xuanfeng, who wasn't even a Half-Saint, possessed such strength, and even more unexpectedly, that he could Break through during battle? The Myriad Flames Saint had no chance to regret it.

Seeing that the Myriad Flames Saint, whose strength was not much different, had fallen, if the Star Mist Saint still dared to covet Li Xuanfeng's treasures, wouldn't that be courting death!

"It's all because this humble one was shallow and ignorant, unaware that an unparalleled Prodigy Young Master was right before my eyes. My previous actions were merely to compete for the treasure, and I never had any intention of harming Young Master. Seeing Young Master's heroic posture, this humble one is quite drawn to him!"

"If Young Master feels this humble one is at fault, then please punish this humble one!"

The Cloud Mist Saint bowed gracefully to Li Xuanfeng from afar, her naturally alluring voice also reaching Li Xuanfeng's ears.

If an uninformed person saw this scene, they would only think Cloud Mist was a young lady from a prominent family, never associating her with a Saint of heaven-shattering power.