War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens Chapter 2207
Advertisement
Chapter 2207 He Exhausted All His Strength
It’s a pity that I’ve exhausted the Sun Saint Origin in my body. Otherwise, I can chase after Hao Shuang’s soul. Moreover, since my soul is only at the Saint Celestial Stage Sun’s Flame, I can’t cast any soul offense technique to chase after him as well!’ Duan Ling Tian thought to himself with a sigh when he saw Hao Shuang fleeing. It was not that he did not want to kill Hao Shuang, but he was currently powerless to do so.
After Hao Shuang cast the Soul Detaching Technique exclusive to powerhouses at or above the Eighth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage, although his speed was not its peak, it was still the speed of a powerhouse at the Eighth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage.
Based on his words before he left, it seems like he holds a grudge against the Black Kshetra Sect as well!’ A hint of bewilderment could be seen in Duan Ling Tian’s eyes when he thought about Hao Shuang’s parting words. ‘Moreover, it seems like he hates the Black Kshetra Sect more than he hates the Fire Worship Sect!’
Hao Shuang came to help the Black Kshetra Sect. However, because of that, he had lost his body and had to flee in a wretched state. Since he had lost his physical body, he could only steal someone else’s body or create a new body for himself. He could only regain his full power if he created a new body, but it would take a longer time for him to do so. He had decided to help the Black Kshetra Sect in exchange for some benefits. The saying, ‘Going out for wool, but coming home shorn’ described him perfectly at this moment. He definitely did not expect such an outcome.
Hao Shuang must hate Black Kshetra Sect to the core since it’s their fault for inviting him here to fight me without doing proper research on my strength. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have ended up in such a wretched state!’ Duan Ling Tian could faintly guess Hao Shuang’s thoughts when he put himself in Hao Shuang’s shoes.
If Hao Shuang knew about Duan Ling Tian’s strength earlier, he would not have fought Duan Ling Tian no matter what the Black Kshetra Sect had offered him.
However, even I didn’t expect that my attack would be so powerful after I send all my Sun Saint Origin that has been raised by the Divine Ability, the Elementary Devouring Tactic, into the Celestial Supreme Treasure, the Jasper Celestial Sword!’ When Duan Ling Tian recalled how the Jasper Celestial Sword had crushed Hao Shuang’s attack without any difficulty and sent the Dharma Rod flying, he was slightly surprised as well. He was not 100% certain of the outcome even though he had used all his strength to attack. At that time, he had felt slightly anxious as well. After all, Hao Shang was the strongest person below the Ninth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage, and he even possessed the Super Saint Weapon, the Dharma Rod. He was invincible among the powerhouses below the Ninth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage.
Advertisement
If Duan Ling Tian did not exist, Hao Shuang’s strike would be befitting of someone who was widely known as the strongest powerhouse below the Ninth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage. However, compared to Duan Ling Tian’s strike, Hao Shuang’s strike that contained all his might paled in comparison.
The gap between the force of his strike and mine isn’t that wide, but even a tiny gap makes a huge difference at our level. For this reason, he ended up in such a miserable state!’ Duan Ling Tian counted himself lucky when he thought about this. ‘If I didn’t use all my Sun Saint Origin and merge them with the Jasper Celestial Sword, and wasted it on casting Divine Abilities or consolidating my 10,000 Swords Territory to conceal the sword, my attack might not be able to overpower Hao Shuang’s attack. The outcome might be reversed if I’ve wasted even a little of my Sun Saint Origin. I would’ve been defeated or killed!’ He broke out in cold sweat the more he thought about it. He felt his decision to risk exposing the Celestial Supreme Treasure, the Jasper Celestial Sword, was the right decision. Even if people found out about how extraordinary it was, it would still be worth it. After all, he managed to survive because of it.
While Duan Ling Tian was deep in thoughts, people in the surroundings began to regain their senses one by one.
All of them were stunned by what had just taken place. Many of them even though they were dreaming and pinched their own thighs to check if they were awake or sleeping.
Let’s determine our victory with just a strike!1 This was Duan Ling Tian’s suggestion to Hao Shuang, a sectless cultivator who was ranked fifth on the Supreme Saint Ranking! He was also the strongest person below the Ninth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage. Moreover, he even possessed the Super Saint Weapon, the Dharma Rod. Hao Shuang’s strike was certainly worthy of his title.
When Hao Shuang attacked, everyone thought Duan Ling Tian would be killed or severely injured. However, now that the outcome was clear, they felt like the butt of a joke.
At the critical moment, Duan Ling Tian had used a sword-wielding technique on his sword that had been filled with his Sun Saint Origin that had been raised to its limit. Not only did he send the Dharma Rod flying, but he even killed Hao Shuang’s physical body. He had forced Hao Shuang to abandon his body and cast the Soul Detaching Technique that was exclusive powerhouses at or above the Eighth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage before he ran away.
Advertisement
At that time, everyone was shocked by Duan Ling Tian’s strength. They were at a loss for words even after Hao Shuang fled far away. This was one of the most shocking moments in their lives.
Everyone turned to look at Duan Ling Tian in disbelief and bewilderment.
Duan Ling Tian finally broke the silence and said calmly, “Black Kshetra Sect, I will spare your lives today since it’s only a matter of time before Devil Clans invade the Upper Province. I don’t want to see the number of powerhouses dwindling during such a time. It’s also because of this that I didn’t kill Hao Shuang and only killed his physical body. I don’t think any of you have any objection, right? Moreover, based on his parting words, it seems like he hates Black Kshetra Sect to the core now. I’m certain he’ll seek revenge from your sect once he recovers.” When he finished speaking, a hint of ridicule could be seen in his eyes.
The people from Black Kshetra Sect paled immediately when they heard Duan Ling Tian’s words. Initially, they were baffled when Duan Ling Tian let Hao Shuang escape. After all, with the strength he had displayed, it would not be difficult for him to destroy Hao Shuang’s soul. As it turned out, he had intentionally let Hao Shuang go so Hao Shuang would seek revenge from the Black Kshetra Sect in the future.
In other words, Duan Ling Tian wanted to use someone else’s hands to do his dirty work!
Naturally, they did not believe Duan Ling Tian’s spiel about sparing their lives because the Devil Clans would invade the Upper Province soon. If he had really cared about the lack of powerhouses to deal with the Devil Clans, would he have killed Xie Kang Xun, the Golden Lion King, in the first place?
“Guardian Ling Tian…”
Upon hearing Duan Ling Tian’s words, the people from Fire Worship Sect could not help but smile. They shared the same thought as the people from Black Kshetra Sect. They also thought he had let Hao Shuang go because he wanted Hao Shuang to seek revenge from the Black Kshetra Sect.
However, based on Hao Shuang’s parting words, it seems like he hates the Fire Worship Sect as well. Guardian Ling Tian shouldn’t have let him go. What if he targets our sect as well once he recovers?!’ The two Vice Sect Leaders of Fire Worship Sect frowned. They felt slightly displeased. Although they felt displeased, they, naturally, did not dare to voice it out. They knew very well that Duan Ling Tian, a Guardian of Fire Worship Sect, would shock everyone in the Dao Martial Saint Land once word about today’s battle spread out. Moreover, he would replace Hao Shuang as the strongest person below the Ninth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage and rank fifth on the Supreme Saint Ranking. After today, even the Sect Leader of Fire Worship Sect would treat Duan Ling Tian differently. Was someone like that a person they could willy nilly voice their displeasure to?
Unbeknownst to the people from the Fire Worship Sect and Black Kshetra Sect, none of them was right. They did not know that Duan Ling Tian did not give chase to Hao Shuang’s soul and kill him because he no longer had any energy left to chase after him. It was not because he was afraid of a lack of powerhouses when the Devil Clans invaded the Upper Province nor was it because he wanted Hao Shuang to seek revenge from the Black Kshetra Sect.
The reason was simple. Duan Ling Tian had depleted all his energy.
However, since Duan Ling Tian’s face had regained its colors, and his body was no longer swaying, nobody could tell he had exhausted all his strength.
Advertisement
- In Serial37 Chapters
Wings of Sorrow
Tension permeates the city of Bleakridge as forces within its walls struggle for supremacy. Grim Thorne, the disinherited son of the Earl, is a fly caught in the web of power struggles between these forces. When Grim closes his eyes, he can still see the bodies piled high from the first day of occupation. The day he was branded a bastard in the southern fashion. The day his father let them. Soldiers from the south bearing green cloaks and royal seals maintain order in the streets of Bleakridge, ensuring that the lifeblood of commerce continues to flow through the port city. In the slums beyond the outer wall, the Sons of the Reaper lurk. Some call them heroes, others villains. But all fear them for their relentless devotion to the old ways and the freedom that entails. In the castle above the city, resides the Earl of Bleakridge. The man who bent the knee and saved the lives of his people, if not their souls. After twenty years of occupation, the tension is coming to a head and Grim has to choose. Sympathetic to the Sons, duty bound to his father, and forced into service to the king. He must rise above the brand on his neck and decide where his true loyalties lie. But, after so long, it can be hard to tell who is deserving of loyalty. The King’s men who enforce order with a blood-soaked iron fist? The Sons who more resemble terrorists and crime lords than revolutionaries? Or the father who watches the bloodshed and does nothing? In the end, it is always the place of the young to bear the sins of the old.
8 211 - In Serial60 Chapters
The Sword And The Butterfly
Virtuous Masters, terrible Demons.Mortal armies fighting for mortal Kings.Sages reaching for immortality. In such a world, filled with wonder and slaughter, two precocious children try to join a mighty Sectand the ranks of the fabled Cultivators. This is their story.
8 246 - In Serial43 Chapters
Destiny of the Aasim
The world is cold, the world is harsh, only the strong will thrive. These are the rules of the Realms. When Raylas, a mercenary, discovers an artifact while on a mission his life is transformed. A destiny beyond his imagination awakens, tying itself to him and dragging him along. With the help of his new companions he will have to forge a way for him to survive as the fates watch his every move. But how will the world react when a new Legend is born? [Updates Monday-Friday]
8 189 - In Serial18 Chapters
Eye of Amber
Kosian's life was turned upside down when he saw his brother being taken by men of the Faith, using words like 'cursed' and 'damned'. He did not care if his brother was the Ancient Gods incarnate -- he just wanted a friend with whom he could share his pain, his joy. And, after ten long years of planning, he is finally ready. With the help of a group of mysterious benefactors, Kosian saves his brother, fleeing their home and heading east, towards the port of Bez, accompanied by an unexpected but welcomed band of mercenaries. Meanwhile, Bel, a knight of the order Purtelis, hounds them, dead set on returning the Faith's stolen property. Both groups traverse the peaceful lands of Bollardia, each encountering roaming monsters, ancient evils and simple people, trying to survive. During his travels, Kosian is haunted by strange dreams and visions, all of which keep showing him the same image -- an eye of amber, etched with black runes. The sign of the Divided, masters of magic and saviours of the Seven Races.
8 140 - In Serial12 Chapters
Sinner's Resolve: An Agent's Wish
A demon that had never batted an eye while mercilessly reaping the lives of many. A prodigy who accomplished the impossible. A hero that dutifully followed his orders. A messiah of the people. Many titles were given to him, whether it be in praise or in fear, but only one thing could be agreed upon by the people...All who he had ever crossed paths with had met an untimely death. He slowly rose to the top and earned himself the name of Black Death. A nameless person who was eventually awarded a cursed and bloodied name... Must this continue?...... He stared at his hands before turning his gaze towards his next three targets. Their photographs were neatly aligned along his makeshift table, accompanying him inside of a dimly lit room. Each one of them had earned their seat as the best special agents within their respective organizations. There must be a way...There has to be a way... Shaking away his thoughts, he quietly pocketed away the photos before exiting the room. A chance meeting that would forever change his cruel fate, and a wish that would transcend worlds. This is the story of a man who had nothing yet lost everything but a single wish, a silver lining that would completely change his life. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Author's Notes - Hello everyone! This is my first work and I will hopefully stay around for a while. I will try to finish or at least expand on this piece of work for quite some time, expect a few hiatuses in between though, still have a bit of schooling to do. Expected release dates will probably be once a week(not sure yet) after I stabilized the novel a bit as I'm still debating on how I should handle this. I prefer fleshed-out works compared to quick releases, but it also depends on how I'm feeling. I don't have a lot of confidence in my writing skills and I believe that my writing style is a bit weird, but I do want to try my best to tell a story that's worth telling. I will gladly accept criticism but please try to pull the punches back a bit! I'm still only human after all. Very excited to work on this, please take good care of me as I proceed on this journey with all of you! P.S. If you're going into my series, expect to see cliches sprinkled here and there. I personally love cliches and a few tropes! But, that goes without saying, I want to put my own spin on them. Be ready to feel the edge!!! Heh.
8 198 - In Serial36 Chapters
Please...
Harry Potter is five years old now, though he does not look it. He looks more like a small four or three year old. But, that's not the end of it.The fact that none of his neighbors know he exists, that he sleeps in a cupboard, even that his parents are dead, is not the end, nor the worst of it. No, the worst, is his uncle. The reason he doesn't speak, look at anyone, barely even breathe. Each night, he hopes for someone to come and save him, but they never come. No matter how hard he wishes, how hard he hopes, it seems he will be stuck there forever, or until his slow, agonizing march to death ends.One night, after hoping and hoping, he starts to realize he will never get saved, helped, even comforted, for his entire life.What if he's wrong, and what if a certain Slytherin can heal this broken child?What if, in turn, this broken child can heal him?THIS IS NOT SNARRY!! If that's your thing that's fine, but HARRY IS FIVE IN THIS FANFIC!! NOT SNARRY!!Do not repost on any other website/account without my permission.
8 128

