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“Who dares to destroy my Sima Clan!”
In the next moment, another powerful aura rose up.
Above Jin City, two incredibly strong auras collided, causing countless people to feel a deep sense of dread.
“That’s the voice of the Sima Clan’s Martial Saint. Who is it? Who dares to cause trouble at the Sima Mansion?” someone exclaimed in fear.
“The other party must also be a Martial Saint, otherwise, who would dare to stir trouble at the Sima Mansion? That’s just asking for death.”
“The Sima Clan’s Martial Saint hasn’t shown up for many years.”
Many people were discussing fervently.
“Why is the Divine Mother of the Dark Moon Palace here in Da Chu?” Zane Wang said in astonishment.
Indeed, they recognized that cold aura—it was the female Martial Saint from the Dark Moon Palace, the Divine Mother.
The Divine Mother looked at the middle-aged man who appeared, her eyes filled with coldness.
Sima Qingtian had a robust build, with an aura of flames flowing around him. His strength had already reached the peak of the mid-stage Martial Saint, with one foot stepping into the late stage.
His aura was even stronger than the Divine Mother’s.
The Divine Mother’s brows furrowed slightly, her eyes flashing with cold light.
“Your Sima Clan captured my disciple. If you don’t hand her over today, don’t blame me for being impolite.”
Sima Qingtian laughed heartily at the icy beauty opposite him, “Impolite? Such big words, beauty. Why don’t you come and sit at my Sima Mansion?”
“Courting death!”
The Divine Mother struck with her palm, and a torrent of cold air seemed to freeze everything. Countless people in the city felt the temperature drop by several degrees.
“Hmph, you seem to be a virgin, cultivating the path of cold yin. Your yin essence must be abundant, enough to help me break through to the late-stage Martial Saint.” A hint of lust flashed in Sima Qingtian’s eyes.
Clearly, he regarded the Divine Mother as a cauldron for his cultivation.
Boom!!
Sima Qingtian punched out, flames surging, clashing with the Divine Mother’s palm.
In the pitch-black night sky, light burst forth as the two Martial Saints, shrouded in divine light, illuminated the heavens and earth.
“Heavens, two Martial Saints!!”
“Is that a female Martial Saint?”
Countless people looked up at the battle in the sky above the city.
The surging cold air and flames collided, shattering the void.
Many ordinary people felt as if struck by lightning, their eardrums bleeding.
The powerful aftermath of the Martial Saints’ battle was deafening, like thunder drums exploding beside their ears. How could ordinary people withstand it?
“Ah!!”
“My head hurts!!” Many ordinary people clutched their ears and squatted down.
The Divine Mother was pushed back a few steps by the powerful force, a look of seriousness appearing on her flawless face.
This man’s strength was above hers, even though she was also at the mid-stage Martial Saint.
But compared to him, the difference was significant.
“Beauty, surrender obediently, and you can avoid suffering. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee that your flawless face will remain intact.” Sima Qingtian said with a wicked smile.
This woman was definitely an excellent cauldron, sure to help him break through to the late-stage Martial Saint.
Sima Qingtian was determined to capture the Divine Mother.
Boom!!
The cold aura around the Divine Mother surged, her delicate jade hand striking towards Sima Qingtian, causing snowflakes to appear in the sky.
“Hmph, refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit.” Sima Qingtian sneered, then flashed, his body covered in flames, and punched towards the Divine Mother.
The two fought fiercely in the sky, the terrifying aftermath causing countless common people in the city to be filled with fear.
Fortunately, the two controlled their power, not affecting the city below. Otherwise, who knows how many people would have been killed by the aftermath of the battle.
“So terrifying!!”
Many martial cultivators looked at the two Martial Saints battling in the night sky, their eyes filled with fear and envy.
Martial Saints stood at the pinnacle of martial arts, able to decide the life and death of countless people with a word, enjoying worldly glory and honor.
Who among martial cultivators didn’t want to become a Martial Saint?
“The Sima Clan’s Ancestor Martial Saint seems to have become even stronger than before.”
“Hmph, that old ghost of the Sima Clan uses women as cauldrons for cultivation, who knows how many innocent women he has ruined.” Someone said hatefully.
The Sima Clan had been tyrannizing Jinzhou for hundreds of years, causing countless people to suffer.
But the Sima Clan’s Ancestor’s tyranny was too overwhelming, few dared to resist.
The Divine Mother and Sima Qingtian fought fiercely, and after hundreds of moves, she felt herself gradually falling into a disadvantage.
Since entering the Central Plains, the Martial Saints she encountered seemed all very powerful.
Boom!!
Sima Qingtian punched out, his fist like a raging fire, fiercely hitting the Divine Mother’s shoulder, sending her flying.
Seeing this, Zane Wang spoke up, “My lord, the Divine Mother is at a disadvantage.”
“Yes, I see it.” Oliver Sheng nodded.
“Aren’t you going to save her?” Zane Wang was extremely surprised.
Oliver Sheng was too calm. Such a beautiful ice-cold beauty, and he knew her. Wasn’t this the perfect moment for a hero to save the beauty?
If he had the cultivation of a Martial Saint, he would have rushed up to save the beauty long ago.
“Why should I save her? If she can’t win, she can run!” Oliver Sheng said.
A hero saving the beauty, and then the beauty offering herself in gratitude!?
With this ice beauty, he probably wouldn’t even get to hold her hand.
“Uh!!”
Zane Wang was stunned for a moment, but this made sense.
“The Sima Clan’s Martial Saint was once an unparalleled genius, rising from battles and slaughter. Two hundred years ago, he broke through to Martial Saint, and since then, the Sima Clan rose to prominence, enjoying endless glory. The entire Jinzhou became the Sima Clan’s territory.” The veteran spoke.
Anyone who could cultivate to the Martial Saint realm was an unparalleled genius. Those without enough talent were either killed or had long turned into a pile of dirt.
Soon, Wang Wu returned.
“My lord!”
“Did you find any useful information?” Oliver Sheng nodded and asked.
“Yes, but not much.” Wang Wu replied.
“Tell me!”
“The Sima Clan has one Martial Saint Ancestor, the one currently fighting the Divine Mother.”
“Then the Sima Clan has eight Great Grandmasters, over twenty Grandmasters, and countless other clan members.” Zane Wang said.
He only gathered this much information, not daring to probe too deeply.
“Four of the eight Great Grandmasters have already died, so there are four left.” Zane Wang said.
A clan with eight Great Grandmasters surpassed countless sects.
Oliver Sheng’s divine sense swept over the Sima Mansion, sensing four Great Grandmasters, over twenty Grandmasters, and dozens of Innate experts.
Most of the direct descendants seemed to be in the mansion.
“It looks like it’s time to act tonight.” Oliver Sheng’s gaze fell on Sima Qingtian in the night sky.
Tonight, the Divine Mother had made a move, breaking the peace of Jin City. It was impossible to continue gathering information.
The Sima Clan would definitely tighten their defenses.
Even if they couldn’t completely eradicate the Sima Clan, it didn’t matter. The Sima Clan’s enemies wouldn’t spare those outside the clan.
The veteran’s expression was excited, finally able to avenge his grudge.
Oliver Sheng ascended to the sky in one step.
Sima Qingtian immediately saw Oliver Sheng.
“Are you her accomplice? No wonder you dare to cause trouble at my Sima Mansion.” Sima Qingtian sensed the aura on Oliver Sheng and said indifferently.
Just an early-stage Martial Saint, daring to provoke the Sima Clan’s tiger whiskers, he would kill them both.
“No, I’m here to kill you.” Oliver Sheng said with a smile.
“You, here to kill me? Hahaha!!!” Sima Qingtian laughed loudly.
An early-stage Martial Saint, who had just broken through, wanted to kill him, an old Martial Saint. It was the funniest joke he had heard today.
“General Sheng!!” Seeing Oliver Sheng, the Divine Mother’s cold face showed a hint of joy.
“Fairy Zixi, long time no see.” Oliver Sheng smiled and nodded.
“And you say you’re not accomplices. Hmph, daring to offend my Sima Clan, the men will be killed, and the women will be used as cauldrons to aid my cultivation.” Sima Qingtian said coldly.
“The… the third Martial Saint?!”
Seeing Oliver Sheng’s figure, many people were stunned.
What was happening today? Two Martial Saints appeared to trouble the Sima Clan.
“The second half of the Great Sun Heart Sutra is with you, isn’t it?” Oliver Sheng looked at Sima Qingtian and said.
“How do you know about the Great Sun Heart Sutra?!” Sima Qingtian’s expression changed instantly, staring at Oliver Sheng.
“So it is with you.” Oliver Sheng nodded.
With such a reaction, it made sense. A cultivation method of the Great Sun Heart Sutra’s level would naturally be kept close.
“Did that person tell you?!” Sima Qingtian stared at Oliver Sheng.
The Divine Mother was also abandoned by him.
“Yes!!”
“Then the first half of the Great Sun Heart Sutra is with you?!” Sima Qingtian’s eyes burned with desire.
“Yes, it’s with me.” Oliver Sheng smiled and nodded.
“Good, good, good, hahaha, what a stroke of luck!!” Sima Qingtian laughed excitedly.
“Hand over the Great Sun Heart Sutra, and I can spare your life.”
Sima Qingtian stared at Oliver Sheng, his eyes shining as if seeing an unparalleled fairy.
“Take one punch from me. If you can withstand it, I can give it to you.” Oliver Sheng said with a smile.
“Haha, just you? I can take ten punches from you without a problem.” Sima Qingtian sneered.
“Alright!”
Oliver Sheng punched out, instantly striking towards Sima Qingtian.
Sima Qingtian gathered his blood and true essence, forming a protective barrier, while endless flames rose from his body, making him look like a flame deity. He raised his hand to strike back at Oliver Sheng.
How could he stand there and let Oliver Sheng hit him?
Boom!!
A loud explosion echoed through the sky, the entire Jin City watching the three figures in the night sky like deities.
Sima Qingtian stared blankly at Oliver Sheng, who was smiling at him, looking harmless.
Then he looked down at his chest, where a hole had been punched through, his heart completely shattered.
His protective divine ability, blood and true essence barrier, couldn’t withstand that terrifying punch.
“You!!”
Then, Sima Qingtian’s body fell from the sky.
The Divine Mother stared blankly at Oliver Sheng, her eyes filled with disbelief.
A single punch to kill a Martial Saint?!!
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