Chapter 459 You’re Not Worthy!

Ye Qingqing stood in the air, her clothes and dark hair gently swaying in the wind. She was there, yet no one noticed her presence.

Lian Yuezhou had shown her Li Xuanfeng's phantom image, so the moment Li Xuanfeng appeared, she recognized this Junior Brother.

"He has indeed become a Saint. This speed of Breakthrough is unprecedented throughout history. Even Emperor Xuan, who possessed the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Physique, was not his equal."

Ye Qingqing sighed to herself.

Although Li Xuanfeng's Qi showed no leakage, how could it escape her perception? She was certain Li Xuanfeng had become a Saint, but she couldn't determine his specific Realm.

"Master often said his combat power was Heaven-Defying. Even if he is a Late Stage Saint, being able to rival an Early Stage Saint King would be his limit, right?"

"Let's see if he can withstand one move from a Middle Stage Saint King. I can intervene at any time."

Ye Qingqing watched everything without haste.

Even she, when she was a Late Stage Saint, found it difficult to protect herself against a Saint King without using her trump cards, and it was absolutely impossible to rival one.

Given Li Xuanfeng's Prodigy level, which even shocked Lian Yuezhou, she would assume Li Xuanfeng could rival an Early Stage Saint King.

However, even with such strength, he would be no match for a Middle Stage Saint King.

This space in the Desolate Abyss was completely isolated. Even if Li Xuanfeng had the Jade Slip left by Lian Yuezhou, he couldn't summon her power. This black-robed person was clearly prepared…

"You seem very confident?"

Li Xuanfeng sensed that the Desolate Abyss was completely isolated. At this moment, he couldn't even perceive the location of Hundred Swords Mountain, but he didn't care. Instead, he looked towards the Blood River Saint.

This person had made a grand appearance back then, only to be scared away by a phantom image of Lian Yuezhou.

Li Xuanfeng had thought he would hide and not show his face again, but he didn't expect him to have the guts to return to the Tianluo Continent and even prepare to enter the Star Realm.

It seemed the black-robed person in front of him was the source of his confidence.

"This Saint admits you are a great Prodigy, but with a Middle Stage Saint King Senior here, and this world completely isolated, do you still think you can escape this time?"

The Blood River Saint sneered.

The moment the black-robed person isolated the world, he knew this time was definitely secure.

Li Xuanfeng's Prodigy level was abnormal. Before he displayed his full strength, the Blood River Saint didn't dare to guarantee he could defeat Li Xuanfeng.

But his reliance was not on himself, but on the Middle Stage Saint King in black robes!

Even if Li Xuanfeng could be invincible among Saints, or even if he could Heaven-Defyingly rival an Early Stage Saint King, the Blood River Saint was not worried in the slightest.

His only fear was Lian Yuezhou. Now that the world was isolated, it was absolutely impossible for Li Xuanfeng to summon Lian Yuezhou.

Today's outcome was set.

"S-Saint… Saint King?!"

"A Middle Stage Saint King?!"

The Cultivators trapped by the Absolute Heaven Sealing Lock were all stunned after hearing the Blood River Saint's words.

Although they had considered this possibility, hearing it directly from the Blood River Saint was still shocking.

Saints were already the ceiling of the Tianluo Continent. Including Leng Wuyan, there were only six Saints in total across the Eastern Wilderness, Western Desert, Southern Border, Northern Lands, and Central Plains.

Even if Li Xuanfeng broke through, there would only be seven. These were beings who had risen from trillions of Cultivators.

Saints were already so rare, and Saint Kings were even more so, existing only in legends for countless Cultivators.

"Alas~"

The Mighty Barbarian Half-Saint couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Even if he believed in Li Xuanfeng's talent, he didn't think he could compare to the terrifying existence of a Middle Stage Saint King.

The difference in a small Realm between Venerables was very obvious, let alone a Saint King.

Even if Li Xuanfeng could rival an Early Stage Saint King, it wouldn't change the outcome of the battle, and whether he could rival one was still debatable.

Empress Miao watched this scene without speaking.

Being in a Saint King and Saint battlefield was not her wish. No one could have predicted that a Saint King would appear here today, and no one could have predicted that Li Xuanfeng would return at this exact moment.

The moment the Absolute Heaven Sealing isolated the Desolate Abyss, all attempts to escape were futile.

In a Saint battle, the Cultivators present might all die from the aftershocks. But now, with an absolutely superior Middle Stage Saint King, the weaker Cultivators below the Saint Realm might actually not die, because with such an absolute disparity in strength, the stronger one's control over power would be very precise, able to end the battle in an instant, without generating any aftershocks.

"Is there still hope?"

Empress Miao thought silently.

She noticed that the man's expression was as calm as ever, not knowing if he was truly calm or had simply accepted his fate.

"Master…"

Empress Bingyu stood on the mountain peak, looking into the distance, not daring to communicate with Leng Wuyan at this moment.

Although she had considered that the black-robed person might be a Saint King, she hadn't thought he would be a Middle Stage Saint King. At that Realm, the strength of Early Stage and Middle Stage was a world apart.

Previously, there had been a disagreement between Empress Bingyu and Empress Ling regarding Li Xuanfeng. Empress Ling was very optimistic about Li Xuanfeng and firmly chose to stand by him.

Empress Bingyu, however, did not yet know that her Master had become a Saint, and feared bringing disaster upon herself and the Ice Valley, so she chose to observe when Li Xuanfeng was in despair.

A series of subsequent events proved Empress Ling's correctness. Li Xuanfeng, this unprecedented peerless Prodigy, could easily resolve any desperate situation. You could choose to trust him in any circumstance.

Empress Bingyu also had to admit this point.

But now, her long-held conviction wavered once again. The power of a Saint was already incredible, let alone a Middle Stage Saint King. Now the entire world was sealed, and Li Xuanfeng no longer had Lian Yuezhou as a trump card. Did he still have a chance to turn the tables?

"Escape?"

"Isn't that something you should be considering?"

As if to give Empress Bingyu an answer, Li Xuanfeng's faint voice rang out.

Everyone's attention was drawn.

As his voice sounded, a powerful Saint power fluctuation swept out from Li Xuanfeng. Leng Wuyan consciously picked up Anya and retreated to the side.

Among those present, besides Li Xuanfeng himself, only Leng Wuyan knew his strength best. Almost no one among Saint Kings would be Li Xuanfeng's opponent.

"Late Stage Saint?!"

After feeling the Saint power fluctuation from Li Xuanfeng, the Blood River Saint's pupils suddenly contracted.

Although he had considered this possibility, when Li Xuanfeng truly displayed his Realm, he still found it unbelievable.

Buzz!

A magnificent Heavenly Might enveloped the world. Even the Absolute Heaven Sealing couldn't isolate it. All Cultivators felt incomparably terrified, sensing a great disaster looming.

"Oh?"

Feeling this Heavenly Might, the black-robed person's expression, hidden beneath his hood, seemed to shift.

"If using the Heavenly Tribulation to restrict this Saint is your plan, then I can only say you are too naive!"

The sky suddenly darkened, and a large hand, like a curtain, enveloped Li Xuanfeng.

The black-robed person directly attacked, wanting to severely injure Li Xuanfeng before the Heavenly Tribulation descended, otherwise, he wouldn't dare to attack Li Xuanfeng once the Heavenly Tribulation arrived.

As long as Li Xuanfeng was severely injured, his Qi would be weakened to the extreme, and then the remaining weak Qi would be forcefully suppressed back into his body, causing the Heavenly Tribulation, which had not yet fully formed, to dissipate on its own.

"Use the power of Heavenly Tribulation to restrict you?"

"You are not worthy!"

Li Xuanfeng gestured, and the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation Sword appeared in his hand. Then, without hesitation, he slashed towards the black-robed person.

His Qi couldn't be released for too long, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to avoid the Heavenly Tribulation's descent, so his first move was a killing blow!

Thunder, Chaos, spiritual fire, golden light—various forces intertwined into a torrent, submerging the black-robed person. With Li Xuanfeng's full-power strike now, which Saint King could block it?!

Boom!

The heavens and earth roared. The Middle Stage Saint King in black robes was directly blasted into dust by the energy impact, and the Absolute Heaven Sealing also instantly shattered with his death.

The sky was clear and bright, with only the black-robed person utterly destroyed, leaving no trace.

The world was utterly silent, with only the magnificent Heavenly Might still surging.