Chapter 602: A Trivial Effort!

The speed of thought was matched by the speed at which the Chaos giant hand coalesced. By the time the thunderclouds were swatted away, the two Strength God Clan Quasi-God Kings had only just reacted.

The shattering of the thunderclouds meant the Formation was broken.

"Li Xuanfeng?!"

When their star-like pupils reflected the figure clad in azure armor and sacred robes across the vast distance, the two Strength God Clan Quasi-God Kings instantly turned pale with terror.

The sudden turn of events also left Ink Dragon's mind reeling.

Had some Quasi-Emperor come to save him?

Was there any Quasi-Emperor in the East Sea who could spare the effort right now?

Moreover, judging by the expressions of the two Strength God Clan members, they seemed to recognize the newcomer?

Boom!

The two Quasi-God Kings raised their hands skyward, forming a thick, circular energy shield around themselves to block the Chaos giant hand.

In truth, they wanted to dodge, but this attack had completely locked onto them. With Li Xuanfeng's strength far surpassing theirs, as the attack covered a certain range, their only option was to withstand it head-on.

"How could you be here?!"

The star-like pupils of the two Strength God Clan members were filled with unconcealable fear.

Li Xuanfeng's reputation had long since spread throughout the entire alien races. No alien who encountered him had ever survived, regardless of how their experts schemed or besieged him, all to no avail.

"Alien races from beyond the boundary, you dare to think of devouring the lives of our Canglan Realm? Your crimes are unforgivable!"

Li Xuanfeng's indifferent voice echoed across the Black Sea Battlefield.

Standing tall in the dark void, his body radiating a golden light of blood and Qi, he opened his palm. An Upper God Bee Ant Clan member was imprisoned within his palm's world. With a sudden clench of his fist, the Bee Ant Clan member, who should have been relaying intelligence to the two Strength God Clan warriors, instantly turned to dust.

Boom!

Simultaneously, the Chaos giant hand shattered the energy defense shields of the two Strength God Clan members.

The Li Xuanfeng of two years ago could already rival a Quasi-Emperor Fourth Heaven. Although he hadn't broken through his Realm in these two years, he had still received returns from the Daughter of Destiny. His cultivation and Soul had long since surpassed their limits, making his strength even greater than two years ago.

Even if he wasn't quite Ye Qingqing's equal, the gap was no longer so obvious.

"Li Xuanfeng!"

Amidst the terrified roars echoing through the void, the Chaos giant hand clenched the two Strength God Clan members tightly. An irresistible corrosive force rapidly spread, annihilating their bodies inch by inch.

Lightning flashed, spiritual flames surged, and multiple forces of extreme destructive power were unleashed simultaneously. Even with the terrifying vitality that allowed Rebirth from a drop of blood, they could not withstand such devastation.

In a mere moment, the auras of the two Second-level Quasi-God Kings completely dissipated, turning to dust.

The entire battlefield fell silent, with only the surging Black Sea and towering waves.

The moment the Formation shattered, the lightning binding Ink Dragon automatically dispersed. Now, his weakened ten-thousand-zhang dragon body floated on the Black Sea with the waves as he stared in stunned disbelief towards the distant void.

Four figures stood there.

Two of them were very familiar to him: Huanglong and Rime. Another, a figure in azure robes, was also not unfamiliar: the Eastern Profound Domain Patrol Envoy, Ye Qingqing.

Only the one who had just made a move left no impression on him.

Judging by the aura rippling around this person, he was undoubtedly a Cultivator at the Late Great Sage Realm. But how could a Great Sage be so powerful?

He had erased two Second-level Quasi-God Kings so effortlessly?

Even if Ye Qingqing beside him had acted, she couldn't have done it so cleanly and decisively, could she?

That astonishing Chaos Power, even now upon recollection, still made Ink Dragon's heart palpitate with lingering fear.

"Many thanks, Senior, for saving my life!"

After a brief moment of shock, Ink Dragon quickly regained his composure. The giant dragon soared into the sky and, in the blink of an eye, transformed into a middle-aged man wearing ink-black robes with dragon horns atop his head. He bowed deeply towards Li Xuanfeng.

"A trivial effort."

Li Xuanfeng waved his hand dismissively.

For him, eliminating two Second-level Quasi-God Kings was indeed a trivial effort. Any other Quasi-Emperor Fourth Heaven or Fifth Heaven, even if they could eliminate these two Strength God Clan members, could not have done it with such ease and casualness.

Chaos Power simply allowed for overwhelming, crushing strikes against all kinds of power.

Huanglong and Rime exchanged a silent glance, both seeing the lingering shock in each other's eyes. For any other Great Sage to utter words like 'a trivial effort' would seem arrogant, conceited, and laughably ignorant. But having witnessed Li Xuanfeng's strength firsthand, Huanglong and Rime instead felt this was the proper demeanor a Prodigy of his caliber should possess.

In truth, these past few days, from the speed at which Li Xuanfeng had led them on their journey, they had already understood that Li Xuanfeng's power far exceeded the Great Sage Realm. They just hadn't anticipated he was strong enough to instantly kill two Second-level Quasi-God Kings!

Rime's desire to challenge him completely vanished into thin air. When she looked at Li Xuanfeng now, her eyes held not only lingering shock but also intense curiosity, suppressed to the extreme.

"May I ask for your esteemed name, Senior?"

Ink Dragon maintained his posture, fists clasped and body bowed. His lifesaver deserved this great courtesy.

"Li Xuanfeng, of the Eastern Profound Domain."

"There's no need for words of gratitude. I imagine any valuable treasures you possessed were exhausted in this battle. Your life still belongs to you. If you truly wish to speak of repayment, you'd do better to kill more of the alien races."

"After settling the battle merit, I still need to head to the next battlefield."

Li Xuanfeng knew roughly what Ink Dragon would say, so he preemptively cut him off with a few words.

Over these past two years, he had saved too many people on the Eastern Xuan Frontier Post battlefields. Every survivor felt immense gratitude towards him, either wanting to give him their most precious treasure or saying things like their lives now belonged to Li Xuanfeng, ready to be commanded if needed.

Due to the vast gap in strength and status, that was all they could do. The treasures they offered were hardly worth a glance in Li Xuanfeng's Dharma Eye, and their so-called lives were of little use to him.

So, Li Xuanfeng had long grown accustomed to it.

Being saved by him meant these people had decent luck to begin with. Those less fortunate sometimes perished before Li Xuanfeng could even arrive.

Ink Dragon was visibly taken aback for a moment. He had indeed been preparing to say just that, because if Li Xuanfeng looked down on his treasures, the only thing he could offer was his life.

"Let's settle the battle merit!"

Li Xuanfeng directly took out his token.

"Uh… Right!"

Ink Dragon hurriedly produced his token.

Soon, the battle merit was settled.

"This place won't be dangerous for the time being. Stay here to recuperate."

Li Xuanfeng said, looking at Ink Dragon.

The color of Ink Dragon's fate light was still normal, indicating staying in the Black Sea Battlefield held no mortal danger.

A Second-level Quasi-Emperor expert, even severely injured, was not something a Great Sage could compare to. Leaving Huanglong or Rime here to guard the place might actually lead to accidents.

In Ink Dragon's current state, after another month or two of recovery, as long as no alien of Second-level Quasi-Emperor or higher personally attacked, he could still barely hold his ground.

"Alright."

Ink Dragon nodded.

Seeing this, Li Xuanfeng said no more. Taking Ye Qingqing's hand, he led Huanglong and Rime as they instantly vanished into the void, heading towards the next Void Battlefield.

"Eastern Profound Domain, Li Xuanfeng…"

Even after Li Xuanfeng's figure completely disappeared from his perception, Ink Dragon remained in place, silently gazing in the direction he had left.

A Great Sage, instantly killing two Second-level Quasi-God Kings… Even though he was certain he was alive at this very moment, it still felt like an illusion.