Chapter 594: Chapter 593: If You Can Withstand Chong’en, I Can Deliver His Fatal Blow [Three Updates]

In its view,

going against the Saints is essentially a suicidal act.

Even though it believes its master is a top-notch genius in the world, destined to surpass the Saints in the future,

it absolutely does not want its master to join this guy’s reckless antics at this moment!

Because contending with the Saints,

is not something that can be achieved by sheer numbers.

Without the help of a true Saint, no matter how many Quasi-Saints unite, they are mere paper tigers before a Saint.

However, unlike the speechlessness of Heaven-Barking Dog and others,

Yang Jian never refuted Lin Heng’s ideas from beginning to end. On the contrary, at this moment, he was still pondering: "The First Emperor of Great Qin has indeed advanced to a terrifying degree over the years."

"In terms of the Saint’s Breath alone, you and I should be far below him."

Saying this, Yang Jian asked calmly, "How many strands of the Saint’s Breath do you currently have?"

"Just recently reached sixty," Lin Heng openly admitted.

Although he hadn’t been able to leave the Celestial Court in these years, nor had the opportunity to slay Quasi-Saints to acquire the Saint’s Breath,

the cultivation gains from the fortunes of the Celestial Court have also been extremely formidable.

Over the sixty years, relying on his own abilities, he cultivated numerous strands of the Saint’s Breath, reaching sixty strands now.

"To have traveled such a great distance on the path of the Quasi-Saint?"

The Red-bottomed Macaque couldn’t help but marvel, for only those at the Quasi-Saint level understand how rare the Saint’s Breath is.

The Red-bottomed Macaque has been cultivating for an untold number of years.

Among all the Quasi-Saints in the world, it counts as one of the oldest, yet to this day, it has merely thirteen strands of the Saint’s Breath.

Now hearing that the other party possesses sixty strands, the Red-bottomed Macaque couldn’t help but feel shocked.

However, Yang Jian shook his head: "If it’s just that, it’s impossible to deal with the Venerable Emperor Chong’en."

Lin Heng smiled and said, "If I didn’t have a trump card, I wouldn’t even entertain the thought of slaying a Saint."

With these words.

He slowly closed his eyes, raised his hand, and recited, "Ice Seal."

Swoosh...

A layer of frost spread from a point, sweeping across this world in an instant.

Bitter cold descended suddenly.

The Black Mountain and its evil waters, sun, moon, and stars, were all frozen in an instant.

This world was directly sealed in ice!

"Sss..."

The sudden change made the Heaven-Barking Dog gasp.

The Six-Eared Macaque also widened its eyes, showing an extremely shocked expression.

The Red-bottomed Macaque’s brows knitted into a line, and it asked gravely, "You have mastered the power of the Ice Seal rule?"

"That’s right," Lin Heng smiled slightly, adding, "and that’s just one of them."

With those words.

He waved away the power of the Ice Seal with a casual gesture and then recited with a change of tone, "Withering of All Things."

Instantly, day and night alternated, the starlight dimmed, mountains and rivers exhausted, flowers wilted and grass withered.

Everything in this world headed toward the end of life, like a trembling, elderly man in his twilight years...

"Oh heavens..."

The ability to change the world at will left the Heaven-Barking Dog stunned.

The Six-Eared Macaque also looked distraught.

It couldn’t believe it.

Nor could it bear to believe it.

But it had to believe it!

The Red-bottomed Macaque also became serious, its murky eyes seeming much sharper, keenly observing the young Daoist Lord in front of it, unable to stop its heart from being shocked.

No one knew better than it.

How powerful Lin Heng’s application of the Power of Rule was!

Because this world was crafted by it.

It could be said that here, it was the true master.

Yang Jian was but a lodger!

"I never expected that you too would comprehend some of the rules and orders of heaven and earth..."

"Even though I observed the rise and fall of several eras, I only came to understand the rules of Heaven and Earth Evolution, but you, after just a few decades of stepping into the Quasi-Saint realm, have comprehended two kinds of Power of Rule."

"I have to say, you really are a monster..."

The Red-bottomed Macaque uttered this heartfelt sigh, fully acknowledging the terrifying potential of this one chosen by The Three Pristine Ones...

However, what was even more unbelievable was that Lin Heng corrected, "In fact, the Power of Rule I have mastered is not just these two types, though I won’t display the remaining ones one by one."

No one doubted the veracity of his words.

The Red-bottomed Macaque and others only felt shocked.

Only Yang Jian remained calm: "The methods of a Saint you have, but we do not have the physique to resist the Power of a Saint."

This is the most crucial point.

No matter how much Power of Rule there is, if it can’t withstand Emperor Chong’en’s casual attack, it is destined to be ineffective.

Speaking of physique,

whether it was his flesh becoming sanctified, Lin Heng’s Purple Qi enveloping him, or Ying Zheng’s Corpse Cultivation Path,

they can all be regarded as representative of pinnacle physiques.

But... only within the same realm are they representative.

Whereas a Saint...

has long transcended the world, their physique having been sublimated by the Heavenly Dao, almost to the point of being immortal and indestructible.

Compared with Saints, no matter how strong their physiques, they are destined to be overshadowed.

"True Monarch can rest easy, I will be the one to withstand the Power of a Saint by that time!"

As Lin Heng spoke, he had already called forth the Black Tortoise Armor from the System Space.

Accompanied by a flicker of grayish-green light, the Black Tortoise Armor emerged on Lin Heng’s body, ancient inscriptions flashing along with it.

Vaguely, behind Lin Heng, appeared the phantom of an ancient Holy Beast, the Black Tortoise.

It was immensely giant, holding up heaven and earth, exuding an ancient and heavy aura.

"I’ll be damned..."

The Heaven-Barking Dog was completely dumbfounded, its jaw almost dropping to the ground.

"Is this... the legendary Black Tortoise Armor?"

The Six-Eared Macaque was also dumbfounded, looking lost in the wind, its face blank.

"Sss..."

The Red-bottomed Macaque couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

As an ancient being,

it had witnessed the majesty of the four great Holy Beasts of Primordial Chaos.

And knew well the terror of the Black Tortoise!

With regard to combat power, the Black Tortoise might not surpass the others, but in terms of defense, at its peak, the Black Tortoise could potentially be the only being in ancient history that could use a Quasi-Saint body to withstand a Saint’s power!

"When Buzhou Mountain collapsed and Nuwa mended the heavens, she took the four legs of the Black Tortoise to support the four poles, yet the Black Tortoise Armor was lost."

"I never expected it to be on you."

"Just how many secrets do you hold?"

The Red-bottomed Macaque’s eyes gleamed with sharp light, eager to see through the young Daoist Lord before it.

But Lin Heng didn’t elaborate much, merely smiling as he asked Yang Jian: "True Monarch, now, do you dare to take a gamble with me?"

Yang Jian remained calm: "If you can withstand Chong’en’s onslaught, I can deliver a fatal strike to him!"

Lin Heng pondered slightly, looking toward Yang Jian’s third eye, but without further inquiry, he said: "This task is dangerous. It’s safer with allies."

"I cannot leave the Celestial Court, so Great Qin Ying Zheng will need to trouble True Monarch to pay a visit."