Chapter 487: Senior Brother, oh Senior Brother, you are still so discouraging!

Brilliant light surged across the sky. A young man wearing silver-white brocade robes, with a sword hanging at his waist, appearing like a graceful Young Master, stepped through the air and appeared.

"Another Saint King!"

"Surely there is no one who doesn't recognize this Saint King!"

"It is Saint King Beiming from the Holy Land of Beiming!"

"It is actually him, that's great!"

The vast majority of Cultivators recognized this person's identity.

Big figures like Saints and Saint Kings are like Dragons, rarely seen by others, and ordinary Cultivators might not even encounter one in their entire lifetime.

Perhaps during one of their closed-door cultivation sessions, hundreds or thousands of years pass in the outside world, Mortals live and die through several generations, and the lifespan of ordinary Cultivators is not particularly long. Furthermore, the world is so vast that the probability of encountering them is pitifully small.

However, the Sects where such big figures reside often erect statues of them, or have some portraits circulating.

Cultivators learn about the legends of these big figures and know their appearance through these methods.

But this Saint King Beiming is quite special.

He is the Saint King who has appeared the most in the Ancient Spirit Continent, bar none.

A Saint King can traverse the continent with a single thought and appear anywhere, but this Saint King Beiming likes to travel leisurely, and he especially likes to help people. Countless Cultivators in the Ancient Spirit Continent have received his kindness.

Some were guided onto the path of cultivation by him and became giants in their own right; Cultivators trapped in a Bottleneck for years unable to advance were awakened by him and soared to new heights; Cultivators trapped in desperate situations and lost in despair were saved by him…

Saint King Beiming never conceals his identity, nor does he deliberately promote or show off his status.

Perhaps he enjoys the feeling of being worshipped and appreciated, perhaps he is simply traveling through the Mortal World, or perhaps he just acts according to his own will without seeking any reward.

In any case, because of his unique style of conduct, he has become the most famous Saint King in the Ancient Spirit Continent. He is also the only Saint King that many Cultivators have seen in their lives, and at the same time, he is the most down-to-earth and best-reputed Saint King.

The legends and deeds related to him are also the most widely circulated. Many people have fantasized about meeting him and receiving his help.

If other Saints or Saint Kings only have statues erected within their own Sects, then the statues of Saint King Beiming are spread all over the Ancient Spirit Continent.

Those who have received his help will erect statues for him and praise his deeds to show reverence and gratitude.

Those who hope to receive his help will also erect statues for him, kneeling and worshipping all day long to seek his mercy and favor.

Therefore, the moment Saint King Beiming appeared, almost all Cultivators recognized his identity immediately.

"It's really great, I didn't expect to meet Saint King Beiming here!"

"Holy King Jiyin won't care about our lives or deaths. Even if that Saint has a trump card to contend with him, he probably won't be able to look after us. Now that Saint King Beiming has appeared, given his personality, he definitely won't stand by and watch us suffer from this unprovoked disaster!"

The Cultivators, who were originally afraid and even desperate, were suddenly overjoyed.

Saint King Beiming not only has a good reputation but is also powerful. Encountering him often means good luck.

"Beiming, stop meddling in other people's business!"

"This person destroyed a Half-Saint of my palace and killed my son. You want me to stop fighting?"

"If I don't kill this person, how will I be able to stand in the future!"

Ye Lingtian's voice was like rolling thunder, and he slashed a sword at Li Xuanfeng.

As for Li Xuanfeng, he didn't know Saint King Beiming at all, so he ignored him.

"We are all part of the Canglan Realm, why take it to this point? Why not save some energy to go to the Void Battlefield and vent it on the alien races!"

"Besides, if you two fight, how many people will die in vain!"

Saint Beiming said this and stretched out his large hand, appearing as if he were truly prepared to intervene in this matter.

Swish! Li Xuanfeng slashed with his sword, as if splitting the entire world, and the brilliant Sword Qi filled everyone's vision.

The vast and infinite power made people palpitate.

"Hmm?!" Saint Beiming's hand, which had just reached out and had only gathered half of its power, suddenly retracted. With a movement of his body, he drifted directly outside the barrier.

"What?!" Ye Lingtian's expression changed drastically at this moment.

The sword slash containing his full power was actually swallowed by Li Xuanfeng's attack. If his power was as vast as a lake, then Li Xuanfeng's power was as vast as the ocean!

In just an instant, Ye Lingtian's attack was suppressed and dissolved!

Instinct told him that he could not withstand this attack, and the only way was to escape.

But when experts fight, they use their power to lock and confine the space, and most of their attacks contain Divine Soul power that can track, so how could it be so easy to get away?

Li Xuanfeng not only locked the space, but his attack also firmly locked onto him.

"Damn it!" Holy King Jiyin couldn't help but curse loudly.

He really couldn't understand how a Saint could burst out with such power; that Chaos Power was whistling towards him as if it were free.

Ye Lingtian could not dodge, so an energy shield condensed in front of him.

Boom! The next moment, the torrent of chaos sword Qi struck him. He looked just like an ordinary person swallowed by an avalanche, instantly submerged and disappeared.

The barrier space, which was said to be able to withstand the attacks of a Great Saint, shook violently at this moment. Any Cultivator with some level of cultivation could perceive that Holy King Jiyin's aura was rapidly falling.

If his aura just now was like a sun that could not be looked at directly, then it quickly turned into a dim waning moon, then into a firefly, and then into a candle in the wind that would go out at any time, until it completely disappeared from perception.

Whoosh! The Jiyin long sword fell from the sky, turned in mid-air, and flew straight into Li Xuanfeng's Storage Ring.

Whoosh~ A strong wind swept by, the energy in the sky dissipated, Ye Lingtian's figure was nowhere to be seen, and the whole world was silent.

Li Xuanfeng put away the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation Sword, his expression as calm as if he had just flicked dust off his shoulder, and he turned back into a Mortal with no aura.

The magnificent Heavenly might lingered for a moment, but eventually dissipated.

Everyone was dumbfounded, as if they were mud sculptures and wooden carvings frozen in place.

No one had ever thought that it would be such a trivial situation. That was a genuine Saint King, and he was actually annihilated by a Saint in one blow?

What exactly is going on? Could it be that Li Xuanfeng is not a Saint?

No wonder Saint King Beiming, who was just about to intervene, suddenly disappeared; he was scared off!

Luo Li and Wei Qingyan looked at Li Xuanfeng, their rosy little mouths opened, but they couldn't say a word.

It definitely wasn't Li Xuanfeng using any trump card just now; that was his own power.

Combined with the previous Heavenly Tribulation aura, it is not difficult to infer Li Xuanfeng's Realm; he has reached the limit of the Late-Stage Saint, belonging to an existence that can summon the Heavenly Tribulation to Breakthrough to Saint King at any time.

There is a chasm between a Saint and a Saint King that cannot be crossed. Theoretically, no one should be able to fight against a higher Realm.

However, he is Li Xuanfeng after all, the most exaggerated and unreasonable Prodigy in the cognition of Luo Li and Wei Qingyan. It is not strange that he can achieve this step.

The only thing that makes them feel melancholy is that the gap between them is getting bigger and bigger, so big that it is indescribable.

In the past few years, their cultivation has not slackened for even a day, and their strength has advanced by leaps and bounds. Both of them know that it is absolutely impossible to catch up with Li Xuanfeng, but they just want the gap between them not to widen so quickly.

Now it seems that the phenomenon that happened to Li Xuanfeng before has been maintained. For others, the later they cultivate, the slower the improvement speed, but for Li Xuanfeng, the later it is, the more exaggerated the improvement speed!

He is completely going against the laws of the Heavenly Dao!

"Senior Brother, oh Senior Brother, you are still so discouraging, it's truly despairing!"

Luo Li pursed her lips. With her current physique, she is afraid that she can't fully withstand Junior Brother's power now.