2226 The Elders of Wandering Saint Palace

Duan Ling Tian remained calm and collected, showing no signs of shock and fear when faced with Huang Wen Jing and her flying swords.

"You're just an amateur. How dare you display your swordsmanship in front of me!" Duan Ling Tian narrowed his eyes and a light suddenly flashed. He was extremely confident in his cultivation of the Supreme Sword Dao Mental Cultivation Method, the Sovereign Heart Sword! In just a blink of an eye, his clones moved in unison. Nobody could discern between the clones and Duan Ling Tian.

In the next moment...

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Duan Ling Tian and all his clones raised their arms simultaneously and pointed their index fingers. Shortly after, sword qis shot out of all their fingers at Huang Wen Jing who was fast approaching him. The sword qis were all lined up like soldiers heading toward Huang Wen Jing at a deadly speed.

Initially, Huang Wen Jing did not pay much attention to the sword qis that Duan Ling Tian shot out. However, when she heard the brief sound of swords whistling in the air and saw that the sword qis had disappeared, her expression darkened immediately.

How's this possible!?' She thought to herself, perplexed. She could not figure out an explanation for this. Earlier, her strike had managed to stop Duan Ling Tian's attack when he was trying to kill He Sen Jie. It was not easy, but she managed to stop it in time. However, at this time, she discovered that his attack seemed to have gone up a level. It was much stronger than before!

This is bad!' Huang Wen Jing had a solemn expression on her face as she prepared to cast her defensive technique to block Duan Ling Tian's attack. Suddenly, she noticed the sword qis that were neatly lined up had abruptly changed direction as she moved. They were locked on her like a missile. An expression of disbelief and shock appeared on her face immediately.

How did he manage to find out?' Huang Wen Jing's expression was unsightly, and her heart was in turmoil. Not even in her wildest dreams did she expect that Duan Ling Tian would be able to discover her weakness in such a short time! She was aware of the weakness of her attack when she had first fused martial art with her Divine Ability, but this was something only she knew. Even the powerhouses at the Eighth and Ninth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage and the Palace Master from the Wandering Saint Palace had yet to discover her weakness. For Duan Ling Tian to notice it in such a short time, how could she not feel shocked?

Huang Wen Jing regained her composure quickly although she was shocked. She wasted no time as she raised the Saint Origin in her body to fend off Duan Ling Tian's attack.

Suddenly...

Swoosh!

An ear-deafening sound suddenly rang in the air as the sword qis seemed to explode. Not only was the force from the explosion extremely powerful, but it was also propelling toward Huang Wen Jing at the speed of light.

In just an instant, the sword qis attacked the weakness in Huang Wen Jing's vicious attack and broke their formation. As soon as her attack was nullified, she was left vulnerable like a lamb on a slaughter block. If Duan Ling Tian had attacked without any reservations, there was no doubt she would have died!

Boom!

Duan Ling Tian had held back at the last minute. He gathered the sword qis and formed them into a gigantic sword. He struck at Huang Wen Jing with the side of the sword and sent her flying into the distance.

Huang Wen Jing who was injured by the attack spat out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, the cold and dignified aura of the most beautiful woman in the Human-Devil Clan had disappeared. Her face was deathly pale.

Duan Ling Tian had defeated the intimidating Huang Wen Jing in just a blink of an eye.

Everyone present was shocked silent.

"How's this possible!?" He Sen Jie was stunned. Turbulent storms were brewing in his heart as his face displayed an expression of disbelief. He did not expect this outcome at all. How was it possible that Huang Qi Ling's friend was so powerful?

He Sen Jie was not the only one who was stunned, but even Huang Qi Ling was stunned speechless. "Brother Ling Tian..." He did not expect someone whom he had casually approached was so strong to the extent that even the number one prodigy among the younger generation in the Wandering Saint Palace was no match for him!

"This ... How's this possible!?"

"Am I dreaming? Even Huang Wen Jing, one of the top powerhouses among the younger generation in the Wandering Saint Palace, is no match for this person?"

"Didn't Huang Wen Jing stop his attack earlier when he tried to kill He Sen Jie? How come she couldn't stop it this time?"

When the onlookers regained their senses, they stared at Duan Ling Tian in amazement. The scene that just happened was totally out of their expectations.

"For your sake, I'll spare her life!" Duan Ling Tian said to Huang Qi Ling.

Huang Wen Jing who had fallen to the ground was seriously injured.

Huang Qi Ling was still in a daze. When he regained his senses, Duan Ling Tian had already vanished into the stone forest.

When He Sen Jie regained his senses, he cried out, "Huang Qi Ling! You're doomed! How dare you join forces with an outsider and injure Sister Wen Jing. The Deputy Palace Masters won't let you off for this!"

"You..." Huang Qi Ling was infuriated when he saw He Sen Jie was once again trying to tarnish his reputation and maligning him. However, before he could finish his sentence...

Swish!

Another brief sound of a sword whistling in the air sounded, accompanied by the blinding light of a sword qi. The speed of the sword qi was so fast as it shot toward He Sen Jie and pierced the space between his eyebrows. Alas, his fate was similar to his two dead comrades.

"He deserves it!" The moment He Sen Jie died, a cold voice rang out from the stone forest. It was obvious that it was Duan Ling Tian who had spoken. Nobody doubted that Duan Ling Tian was the one who had killed He Sen Jie as well.

When the crowd, including Huang Qi Ling, heard Duan Ling Tian's emotionless voice and saw the horrifying way He Sen Jie had died, they all trembled in fear.

After Duan Ling Tian had spoken those few words, they no longer heard from him.

Swoosh!

A small gust of wind blew as Huang Wen Jing who had been injured by Duan Ling Tian rose back up into the air. It seemed as though a cold layer of frost had covered her face at this moment. She only glanced at Huang Qi Ling coldly before she entered the stone forest without saying another word.

"This matter has just gotten even more serious..." Huang Qi Ling said when he saw Huang Wen Jing glanced at him. He laughed wryly with a distressed expression on his face. The three people whom Duan Ling Tian killed were no ordinary disciples in the Wandering Saint Palace. Each of them came from an influential family. If only one of them had died, it might not be that big of an issue. However, since all three of them had died, the three families would definitely unite to seek revenge. Their combined influence was not something to be trifled with. Huang Qi Ling was worried about Duan Ling Tian when he thought about this.

Meanwhile, in the Saint City of Human-Devil Clan, a commotion had broken out in the Wandering Saint Palace- Three Soul Pearls had shattered one after another.

"Who? Who is it? Who murdered my son?!"

In one of the estates in the Wandering Saint Palace, an angry roar rang from a mansion. The voice was thunderously loud that when it echoed through the mansion, it rattled the doors and the windows in the mansion.

Boom!

Following that, the sound of an explosion rang out from one of the rooms in the mansion as a figure could be seen flying up into the sky, smashing the roof in the process. Not a scratch could be seen on the man even though he had just flown through the roof.

The figure belonged to a middle-aged man. If Duan Ling Tian was here, he would definitely be able to see the resemblance between this man and He Sen Jie. This middle-aged man was none other than the father of He Senjie!

"Gang Er!"

"Who has the nerve to kill my grandson? Regardless of who it is, not only does he have to pay with his life, but his family will have to pay with their lives as well!" In another estate in the Wandering Saint Palace, a heart-breaking cry rang out.

After a while, a figure broke through the roof of the mansion as well as he rose into the sky swiftly.

The figure belonged to an old man with a head full of gray hair. His eyebrows and facial hair were gray as well. This old man was one of the elders of the Wandering Saint Palace. He was also the grandfather of Lin Qi Gang, the disciple from the Wandering Saint Palace who was at the Fourth Form of the Saint Celestial Four Stage.

Yu Ji!" A sorrowful cry could be heard from another mansion in the Wandering Saint Palace.

The figure that appeared this time was an old lady with white hair. She was the grandmother of Situ Yu Ji, the disciple from the Wandering Saint Palace whose cultivation base was at the Fourth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage.

The families of the three people whom Duan Ling Tian had killed were one of the few families who governed the Wandering Saint Palace. They were no ordinary people. In fact, the three figures who flew away earlier were elders from the Wandering Saint Palace! Naturally, they were no ordinary elders. They were all at the Eighth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage!

In Wandering Saint Palace, the most powerful person was the Palace Master whose cultivation base was at the Ninth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage.

Beneath the Palace Master were several Deputy Palace Masters. All of their cultivation bases were at the peak of the Eighth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage.

Beneath these deputies were the elders at the Eighth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage. The relatives of the three people whom Duan Ling Tian killed were these elders.

Duan Ling Tian's act of killing He Sen Jie, Lin Qi Gang, and Situ Yu Ji had made him an enemy of the three powerhouses at the Eighth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage. There was no way they would let him go. He had to die!

Meanwhile, Duan Ling Tian was unaware of all these things.