While Gu Fang, Ji Xuan, and other True Monarchs were leading their assault on Taixu Heaven, Zuo Ling and his team of body cultivators declared war on Tianyang Heaven from another cloud-covered sky.
A terrifying aura spread over Tianyang Heaven, its overwhelming power startling countless cultivators.
In mid-air.
Zuo Ling stood like a sword immortal descending to the world, his celestial sword slicing through the sky with sword intent stretching for hundreds of miles. His eighth-grade peak technique, "Transforming God Sword Manual," displayed its full divine power.
Coupled with the awakening of his quasi-immortal emperor bloodline, Zuo Ling's strength far surpassed the usual perfected True Monarch, exuding immense might.
However, standing in his way was a middle-aged man in a crimson celestial robe, with a powerful and awe-inspiring presence.
This man was the ancient saint of Tianyang Heaven, known as Shengyang Saint.
A top figure of Tianyang Heaven from ancient times, Shengyang Saint had sealed himself to avoid the erosion of time due to the limit of his lifespan, intending to reawaken in the next prosperous era.
According to the original plan, Shengyang Saint was to awaken only after a thousand years.
But now, with the Qingyang Immortal Nation's army pressing in, Tianyang Heaven, unable to resist with its current strength, had no choice but to awaken this ancient saint to face the threat.
"Boom!"
"Rumble!"
Shengyang Saint's spiritual power radiated like the blazing sun, and an ancient law cauldron emerged from his spiritual power, shaking the heavens and earth. Even the sharp sword intent from the "Transforming God Sword Manual" disintegrated inch by inch within the cauldron.
Seeing this, Zuo Ling's face grew serious. The Emperor Sword in his dantian trembled slightly, releasing quasi-immortal emperor sword intent, enhancing his cultivation and adding a cold, killing edge to his sword intent.
However, even this power was still insufficient against a true saint.
Shengyang Saint's aura was sky-high, holding the cauldron in one hand to suppress all things, his gaze disdainful: "A mere True Monarch dares to invade my Tianyang Heaven. I will first kill you all and then eliminate the foreign tribes!"
With that.
The ancient cauldron descended again.
Endless laws fell like radiant light, silently shattering space. The moment the transforming god sword intent touched the cauldron, it dissipated without a trace.
This terrifying power made Zuo Ling's face grow even more grave. He quickly threw several talismans, which exploded into flames and thunder, striking at Shengyang Saint.
The sudden turn of events surprised Shengyang Saint slightly, but he remained calm, waving his hand to have the ancient cauldron suppress the void, extinguishing all the flames and thunder in an instant.
Seeing this.
Zuo Ling's expression did not change. He threw out many more talismans, unleashing immense power.
These talismans were obtained from the Heavenly Court marketplace, each equivalent to the full strike of a perfected sixth-tier immortal cultivator, possessing immense power.
However, such talismans were extremely costly and unaffordable for ordinary cultivators. Only Zuo Ling, with his abundant resources, could afford to exchange for a batch of them for self-defense.
Now, facing Shengyang Saint, Zuo Ling finally revealed this trump card.
Although a single talisman was only equivalent to a perfected sixth-tier immortal cultivator's full strike and insufficient to threaten a saint, when the number of talismans increased to five, ten, or even more, the quantitative change naturally led to qualitative change.
Zuo Ling threw out dozens of talismans in one breath, equivalent to dozens of perfected sixth-tier True Monarchs attacking together, causing Shengyang Saint's face to change dramatically.
"Boom——"
The power of the talismans instantly engulfed Shengyang Saint.
In an instant.
The ancient cauldron roared.
Dazzling spiritual light and immortal essence shot skyward, shattering all the talisman power. Shengyang Saint, covered in blood, emerged from the shattered void, his gaze towards Zuo Ling filled with cold killing intent.
"I will kill you!"
Injured!
As a saint, being injured by a True Monarch was a great humiliation, igniting Shengyang Saint's fury.
His spiritual power surged.
Shengyang Saint's fist shook the sky, his immense spiritual power like the blazing sun, pressing down with majestic force, making Zuo Ling feel immense pressure.
The latter's face was solemn, his celestial sword's sword energy surging, pushing the "Transforming God Sword Manual" to its limits, but he still appeared weak in front of the enraged Shengyang Saint.
At this moment.
A silent and destructive sword intent emerged from the void, and a young man in green clothes stepped through the air, his shocking sword energy like thunder and lightning piercing through hundreds of miles, causing Shengyang Saint's expression to change slightly.
His left hand controlled the ancient cauldron to suppress Zuo Ling, while his right hand punched the void, colliding with the thunderous sword energy.
"Boom——"
Spiritual power tore apart, and sword energy shattered.
As the annihilating sword energy dissipated, boundless vitality surged forth, the surging sword energy like a river crossing the heavens, covering the sky and earth.
As the vitality transformed to the extreme, endless desolation reappeared.
Life and death alternated.
Cycle of reincarnation.
These two opposing forces coexisted at this moment, transforming the sword energy to another level, making Shengyang Saint's hair stand on end, his gaze sharp.
"A move that transforms the sword path into reincarnation. I never expected such a monstrous genius to appear in this world!"
With that, Shengyang Saint's spiritual power boiled, his right arm's muscles bulging, his fist's strength shattering countless laws. Even the powerful reincarnation sword path collapsed under this strike.
As Shengyang Saint charged forward, Qingye remained calm, his sword intent soaring like a storm, sweeping across the heavens, turning flowers and grass into soul-reaping sword energy attacks.
The sky filled with sword energy, immediately engulfing Shengyang Saint.
This scene.
Shocked Zuo Ling.
"Who is this young man, controlling such terrifying sword intent!"
As the inheritor of the "Transforming God Sword Manual," Zuo Ling considered his sword path accomplishments among the best even among True Monarchs.
Especially with the extraordinary power of the "Transforming God Sword Manual," it was considered a top-tier technique.
But seeing the reincarnation sword intent, with everything reflecting the form of the sword, Zuo Ling realized he still had much to learn in the sword path.
Without mentioning other aspects, just in terms of understanding sword intent, Zuo Ling had to admit he was not as good as the young cultivator before him.
"The Qingyang Immortal Nation truly has hidden talents. A random mysterious expert can comprehend such astonishing sword intent. Who knows how many more masters are hidden in the vast Qingyang Immortal Nation."
"It seems my choice to join the Qingyang Immortal Nation was indeed wise!"
Despite his shock, Zuo Ling was also excited.
The more strong individuals in the Qingyang Immortal Nation, the more it proved his choice was correct. Only a force that could cultivate such strong individuals was worth his allegiance.
Otherwise.
What future would there be in joining an ordinary force?
Seeing the mysterious youth battling Shengyang Saint, Zuo Ling did not stand by idly. He reignited his transforming god sword energy, targeting Shengyang Saint directly.