Chapter 147
Since taking over the position of Saint Lord, Alex had cultivated the Rakshasa Water and Fire Technique. His mastery of water and fire manipulation had already reached the pinnacle of perfection.
He possessed both the fierce, unyielding physical strength of a Fire-element cultivator and the ability of a Water-element cultivator to use softness to overcome hardness.
Now, having redeemed the All-Encompassing Myriad Phenomena Technique, his future focus would lean heavily on cultivating the Wood element.
Once he possessed the tyrannical defense and resurrection abilities of the Wood element, his strength would inevitably ascend to another level.
As for Vincent... He could only blame his own bad luck for perfectly serving as a target for Alex to practice his new toy on.
Alex was expressionless. He reached one hand toward the sky. Clenched his five fingers into a fist.
Around his palm, a dazzling emerald-green light burst forth. Radiating vibrant, surging natural power.
Wherever the green light shone, tender emerald sprouts broke through the soil. Growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Feeling the terrifying power contained in this strike, Vincent’s entire body trembled uncontrollably.
However, just as he prepared to circulate his incantations to flee, he found his feet welded dead to the ground. Entirely unable to move.
He lowered his head and focused his gaze. His pupils shrank in sheer terror.
In the few short seconds he had been stunned, those thumb-length tender sprouts had transformed into vines as thick as wrists. Wrapped tightly around his ankles like pythons.
With Vincent’s formidable strength at the Supreme Realm, ordinary vines could be shattered with a single thought.
But these vines contained the tyrannical spiritual energy of the All-Encompassing Myriad Phenomena Technique. Furthermore, tens of thousands of tiny barbs grew on them. Piercing into his legs, and firmly imprisoning his cultivation.
He looked up again. Alex’s left fist had already expanded to a hundred times its original size.
The intensity of its light illuminated the sky into a blinding emerald green.
"No... don’t!" Vincent’s pupils shrank, shaking his head desperately in sheer terror. As if he had seen a ghost.
But at this very moment, not only were his legs imprisoned, even his vision was completely locked. He could only watch Alex’s expressionless face radiating clear killing intent under the illumination of the green light. Utterly unable to put up any resistance.
"Annihilate!"
A thundering shout. The Divine Wood Wrath-Shattering Fist carrying the momentum of destorying mountains and overturning seas blasted out violently.
It directly enveloped Vincent, Lone, and the entire crowd of elders, deacons, and elite disciples within it.
Green light and fist’s edge made contact with the ground. A resounding boom.
The next second, the entirety of Sunblaze Peak was illuminated as bright as day.
Even the disciples inside their own cave dwellings were instantly jolted awake from their sweet dreams.
A smear of scarlet blood spilling from the corners of their mouths. Those with weaker cultivation directly had their souls scattered and fainted, losing all consciousness.
A moment later, the green light gradually dissipated. The massive Peak Master’s Hall had been leveled to the ground.
Amidst the ruins, a divine tree towering into the clouds stood tall within the crater. Vincent, Lone, the elders, deacons, and elite disciples of Sunblaze Peak were all heavily injured and hung from the tree. Completely unable to move a single inch.
Especially Vincent. He had taken a Divine Wood Wrath-Shattering Fist point-blank to the face. All the meridians in his body were shattered. Blood flowing from his seven orifices.
On the verge of death, he lowered his head with great difficulty. Exerted all his strength to look at the ground. Instantly, his heart completely sank.
The Heaven and Earth Sword Sealing Grand Formation they had painstakingly set up in advance had been directly destroyed. Not even a single speck of dust remaining.
Without the formation, Alex could casually use the Purple Cloud Demon Sword. His own underestimation and arrogance would cost the lives of this entire peak’s disciples.
Their Sunblaze Peak would follow in the footsteps of Heaven-Turning Peak and Venomscale Peak. Reduced to a barren ruin where not an inch of grass grows.
Iris stood frozen in place. Face full of astonishment.
After a long time, she raised her head and shouted anxiously. "Saint Lord Alex, although Elder Vincent has faults, he is after all the Vice Sect Master of the Divine Blade Sect."
"I beg you to show mercy and spare Elder Vincent and the disciples of the peak!"
Alex looked down at her from his high vantage point. A faint smile. "Saintess Iris, aren’t you being a bit too much of a Saint?"
"For his own selfish desires, that Vincent threw you into the grand prison and nearly cost you your life."
"Right now, I am properly venting this foul anger on your behalf, yet you are actually trying to dissuade me?"
"Just be a good girl and watch from the sidelines. Watch how I level this Sunblaze Peak to the ground for you."
He brought out the Purple Cloud Demon Sword. A solemn, chilling killing intent revealing itself in his eyes.
Seeing the killing intent radiating from his body, so intense it almost condensed into physical form, Iris’s heart sank. Her face turned ashen as death. Pure despair.
She should have realized earlier.
Exactly what kind of person was Alex?
As the dignified Saint Lord of the Hale family. Ruthless. Vicious. Possessing an unfathomable, fierce reputation. Why would he specially travel all the way to the Divine Blade Sect just to save her?
From the very beginning, his goal had been to annihilate the Divine Blade Sect. To wash the Ten Great Main Peaks in blood.
She had merely been lucky enough to keep her life because she and Alex had briefly crossed paths once before.
Alex casually waved his hand. Transforming the Purple Cloud Demon Sword into multiple swords that floated to his left and right.
Just as Iris and Vincent were both filled with absolute despair, a sharp, explosive roar echoed from afar!