Chapter 692
The ninth level of the Empyrean Saint stage was the Saint stage’s pinnacle, and the time that Xuanyuan Dao fought to gain for Tianming was crucial. With the sect facing danger and their disciples dead, everyone had a ball of fire burning in their chests.
"Xuanyuan Yuheng!" They were two completely different people, but they were the same at this moment. Xuanyuan Yuheng’s knowledge might not be comparable to the elders of the Archaic House of Xuanyuan, but it was fresh.
It was like a meteor that lit up the surrounding Astral Wills around Tianming, allowing their souls to fuse into Tianming’s flesh, bones, meridians, and Heavenly Will. After eight days of bitter cultivation, Tianming finally made his breakthrough.
"Ninth level of the Empyrean Saint stage!" Tianming’s breakthrough was smooth, and the saint ki in his saint springs had reached the pinnacle. The fusion energy was unprecedented among the Empyrean Saint stage.
His infernal saint spring was like a volcano with magma flowing in it, the regal chaos saint spring had tens of thousands of lightning bolts roaring incessantly, the primordial saint spring was majestic with mountain ranges and a vast ocean, and the radix saint spring was a mixture of red and white energy with the power of seven other flowers hidden in the depth.
"This is the power of the peak Empyrean Saint stage?" Tianming felt the surging energy coursing through his body.
"The Old Deepstar Path, Deepstar Pool, Tribulation Sword Body, Hexapath Samsara Sword, and even the Eight Desolation Fienddragon Whip.... All of it had come from the Archaion Sect, especially the four top-grade tribulation mannas. Mother says that I must repay favors. The sect’s internal affairs don’t matter to me, I’ll do my best and fight for those who are worth it!"
There wasn’t much he could do about the battlefield among the older generation, but he had to do his best. Now that he had reached the ninth level of the Empyrean Saint stage, Tianming left as soon as he stabilized his cultivation. The first thing he did was to look for Xuanyuan Dao.
"Sect Master Xuanyuan said previously that he has a way for me to make a sprint to the Samsara stage as long as I’m at the peak of the Empyrean Saint stage!" The peak Empyrean Saint stage wasn’t his goal; the Samsara stage was the beginning of becoming a god.
"There’s still six days left until the Nether Battlefield opens. Let’s just hope that I still have time." Tianming sped towards the sect at the highest speed. He only wanted to surpass himself.
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Along the way, the Archaion Sect’s disciples all hung their heads low with depression, while the disciples of the other eight divine realms were having a great time in the Archaion Sect. It was rare to see such thick snow in some of the divine realms, and they were having a great time in the forest.
The news of over forty deaths among the Heaven Branch’s disciples had spread out. Everyone was curious how many people would be left after the summit was over.
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The surface of Xuanyuan Lake was frozen. Tianming quickened his pace and saw the entire Archaic House of Xuanyuan gathered beside the Soulburn Hall. Aside from beastmasters, there were also many lifebound beasts flying in the sky. They were glaring daggers at anyone who came.