Chapter 507: Chapter 289: Holy Soldiers Clash—Not Afraid Even If Wei Fan Arrives?

"Not enough. If you agree to kill Heaven-Supporting Demon King, this matter may still be negotiable. That beast ambushed Wei Fan. If he doesn’t die, Wei Fan will not let it go!"

Wei Zhenwu’s face was filled with "ruthlessness".

He naturally knew he couldn’t give the Demon Race a chance to breathe, but if he could somehow trick the Saint Dominator of the Profound Crane Sect into killing the Heaven-Supporting Demon King, it might save them some effort later.

"You’re dreaming!"

Unfortunately, the Saint Dominator of the Profound Crane Sect wasn’t a fool. Right now, in the Demon Race, it was probably just him and the Heaven-Supporting Demon King left. If he killed the Heaven-Supporting Demon King, he would truly be without any support.

"It seems you truly want mutual destruction!" The Saint Dominator of the Profound Crane Sect stared daggers at Wei Zhenwu as he began to retreat.

Wei Zhenwu squinted slightly: "You want to leave? Is this a place where you can come and go as you please?"

As he spoke, his Celestial Desolate Halberd flashed and glowed, a posture ready to awaken a Holy Soldier at any moment.

The Saint Dominator of the Profound Crane Sect had no choice but to stop: "Wei Zhenwu, don’t push too hard. The Dao Collapse may end in three or four years. You should know that the ancestor of the Profound Crane Sect was a Demon Saint from another realm with significant background. Dare to annihilate the Profound Crane Sect, and once the Dao Collapse ends, the external elders of the Profound Crane Sect will certainly seek revenge."

He, as the Saint Dominator of the Profound Crane Sect and a direct descendant of the founding Demon Saint of the Profound Crane Sect, naturally knew the origins of the Profound Crane Sect Demon Saint.

If the Dao Collapse were to continue for thousands of years, it might be different. But with the current momentum, it would most likely end in a few years. By then, the Crane Race’s powerhouses would know the Profound Crane Sect linage had been wiped out by Wei Zhenwu, and would certainly retaliate.

Wei Zhenwu laughed scornfully: "Does only your Profound Crane Sect have elders outside? Doesn’t the Wei Family have backing outside?"

He was a descendant of the former Saint Master of the Celestial Desolation Empire, also aware that the Wei Family had forces outside. Even without external backing, he did not fear the threats of the Profound Crane Sect Saint Dominator.

Having reached this point, even if the Crane Race’s strength outside was world-class, the Profound Crane Sect had to be destroyed. If the Crane Race truly had any backing, they too would certainly retaliate.

"Then let’s see the true outcome through combat!"

The Saint Dominator of the Profound Crane Sect said coldly, realizing that today would be a life-and-death struggle with the Human Race. Since it must be a battle, it would be better to deal with Wei Zhenwu before Wei Fan and others arrived and return to the Profound Crane Sect to reunite with Heaven-Supporting Demon King. This way, there would be a greater chance.

Boom!

The Holy Weapon Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle in his hand emitted tens of thousands of rays of light, the aura stirred violently, frantically devouring the power of heaven and earth,

Instantly, all the surrounding flora withered, streams of power of life flowed into the Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle, terrifying waves swept across the world.

The gigantic mouth of the bottle turned, like a black hole aimed at Wei Zhenwu.

"I have defended against you with the Holy Soldier for so many years, yet you and I have not battled with Holy Soldiers. Today, you and I will fight with Holy Soldiers completely, as an extension of the Battle of the Fallen Saint!"

Wei Zhenwu’s gaze sharpened, his battle intent soaring into the sky.

Originally, he should have waited for Wei Fan, teamed up to kill the Saint Dominator of the Profound Crane Sect, ensuring safety, but the Saint Dominator of the Profound Crane Sect had activated the Holy Soldier, igniting his battle intent.

He was a descendant of the former Saint Master of the Celestial Desolation Empire, naturally frustrated by the events of the past battle. Had it not been for the betrayal of the Martial Saint of the Guangling Sect, the Profound Crane Sect would have been annihilated by his ancestors.

Yet in the past battle, his ancestor was besieged by the Saint Dominator of the Profound Crane Sect and the Guangling Sect Saint Dominator, ultimately dying with hatred.

If anyone in the Wilderness loathed the Profound Crane Sect and Guangling Sect the most, it would surely be the people of the Wei Family.

Boom!

His Celestial Desolate Halberd began to shake, divine light radiant, a massive halberd shadow seemingly poised to pierce the firmament.

Boom boom boom...

Holy Soldiers clashed, earth-shattering.

The mere impact of two Holy Soldiers shattered mountains and rivers, the ground sunk, everything fragmented.

The once lush mountains instantly turned into a desert, mountain peaks were leveled, the ground unable to bear the weight, terrifying destructive waves stirred everywhere.

Fortunately, this was a wilderness devoid of human presence. If it had been in the heartland of the Human Race, this moment alone would have leveled a city of millions.

"The Saint Master and Wei Zhenwu are fighting!"

"This is bad, it’s a clash of Holy Soldiers, aren’t they afraid of flattening the Profound Crane Sect?"

"Is the Human Race going to battle the Demon Race, or why would Wei Zhenwu dare to initiate a Holy Soldier battle?"

...

Panic spread throughout the Profound Crane Sect, every disciple’s face filled with fear.

The Profound Crane Sect wasn’t far from the battlefield, but not close either. Even with the protection of the Martial Saint Array, it might still be destroyed.

"All disciples form the array, summon Heaven-Supporting Demon King to preside over the array!"

An elder of the Profound Crane Sect shouted, handing the array banner to Heaven-Supporting Demon King. Without a Demon King presiding over the grand array, even the Martial Saint Array couldn’t withstand the waves of Holy Soldier clashes.

Moreover, knowing Wei Zhenwu’s nature, once the Holy Soldier clash began, he would certainly deliberately lead the battlefield towards the Profound Crane Sect. Over the years, Wei Zhenwu had taken advantage of this point, making the Profound Crane Sect dare not act recklessly.

"Wei Zhenwu, you despicable traitor, using the lives of my Profound Crane Sect disciples as leverage, and still have the face to talk about fighting with all your might—have the guts to battle in the heavens!"

The Saint Dominator of the Profound Crane Sect felt the activation of the Mountain Protection Array of the distant Profound Crane Sect, revealing a look of anger.

Behind him is his own sect, with descendants and relatives, so he doesn’t dare to fight freely.

"Then let’s battle in the firmament!"

Wei Zhenwu said coldly, "Let me see what the Demon Saint of the Profound Crane Sect left you!"

As they spoke, the two restrained the fluctuations of their divine soldiers and soared into the sky.

In the past, he was forced to coerce the disciples of the Profound Crane Sect with their lives, but now, with the Human Race about to pacify the Wilderness Demon Fiends, he truly wants to fight the Saint Master of the Profound Crane Sect to prove that the lineage of the Celestial Desolation Empire is stronger than that of the Profound Crane Sect.

Boom!

One man and one demon flew high enough, and as soon as the divine soldier’s fluctuations no longer affected the earth below, they immediately clashed with their divine soldiers.

The clouds in the sky had long evaporated, revealing the azure sky, "seeing" the boundless Dao of Qi Daozhen.

At this moment, Qi Daozhen’s Dao emitted a slight roar under the revival of the two divine soldiers, as if it was accelerating towards collapse.

"The clash of divine soldiers is so terrifying, it can even shake Qi Daozhen’s Dao. How did Wei Fan counterkill Qi Daozhen when Murong Hua wielded a divine soldier?"

The Heaven-Supporting Demon King, presiding over the Grand Array of the Profound Crane Sect, couldn’t help but change his expression when he saw this scene.

He had lived for over a thousand years as a Demon King, but it was also the first time he saw the revival of a divine soldier. Even separated by the Martial Saint Array, he felt his heart spirit tremble, and it was hard to imagine how Wei Fan managed to counterkill Murong Hua, who used a divine soldier.

Boom...

In the firmament, under the command of Wei Zhenwu and the Saint Master of the Profound Crane Sect, the Celestial Desolate Halberd and the Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle quickly collided.

The Celestial Desolate Halberd had a domineering momentum with an indomitable sharpness.

The Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle had a deep aura, unfathomable like an abyss.

The two divine soldiers emitted ten thousand rays of light, colliding like two great suns in the firmament, with terrifying destructive waves instantly radiating for dozens of miles.

If not for the battle in the firmament, just this alone would have destroyed countless mountains and rivers.

"The Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle is just so so! Haha..."

Wei Zhenwu laughed heartily as he retreated.

Crack...

Meanwhile, a slight sound arose, and numerous cracks appeared on his Martial King’s body.

Even with a divine soldier, the backlash from the clash of divine soldiers was not something he could withstand. Although the Martial King Third Level Cultivation was the strongest in the Wilderness, it was still too weak for divine soldiers, like a three-year-old child wielding a large knife, harming both the enemy and himself.

But he was still better off, as the Saint Master of the Profound Crane Sect was already bleeding at the corners of his mouth, his body also covered in cracks, unable to speak, only glaring at Wei Zhenwu with rage.

"You..."

The Saint Master of the Profound Crane Sect, with blood-red eyes, failed against Wei Zhenwu in the first clash of divine soldiers.

Moreover, the Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle in his hand was still crazily devouring his power and lifespan, making it as difficult as ascending the heavens to speak simply.

"Whoosh!"

In the next moment, to Wei Zhenwu’s shock, the Saint Master of the Profound Crane Sect turned around without hesitation and plunged into the Mountain Protection Array of the Profound Crane Sect.

He never intended to fight to the death with Wei Zhenwu now; everything he did was to have a chance to return to the Profound Crane Sect.

If the Black-winged Tiger King and the Golden Roc Demon King were dead, the only chance for the Demon Race was to use the divine soldier to empower the Martial Saint Array, giving the Demon Race a chance to win.

After the clash of divine soldiers, he distanced himself from Wei Zhenwu, having no intention of continuing the deadly fight with him.

"Damn bastard!"

Wei Zhenwu was furious but did not pursue.

Although he was stronger than the Saint Master of the Profound Crane Sect, it wasn’t by much. Now, with the Saint Master of the Profound Crane Sect rejoining the Heaven-Supporting Demon King, the power of the two great Demon Kings combined under the Holy Array, along with the strength of a group of Human-Demons from the Profound Crane Sect, using the Martial Saint Array to empower the divine soldiers was no longer something he could contend with.

For now, he could only wait for Wei Fan and others to arrive and then join forces to destroy the Profound Crane Sect.

Light surged on his body, and the countless cracks began to disappear.

"Wei Zhenwu, you old man, dare to come over for a fight!" the Heaven-Supporting Demon King taunted inside the Grand Array, provoking Wei Zhenwu.

With the Saint Master of the Profound Crane Sect returning with the divine soldier and merging with the Martial Saint Array, they were confident in defeating Wei Zhenwu.

But Wei Zhenwu wasn’t fooled. As a descendant of the Celestial Desolation Empire and a member of the Holy Sect, he understood the close connection between the Holy Sect’s Grand Array and divine soldiers. Once they merged, the power would surge!

If Murong Hua hadn’t blindly trusted the divine soldier, thinking that with it in hand, he was invincible and descended to kill Wei Fan, he wouldn’t have been killed by Wei Fan, and the Guangling Sect wouldn’t have been destroyed.

This was why he previously prevented the Saint Master of the Profound Crane Sect from returning to the sect. Unfortunately, after the clash of divine soldiers, he suffered a backlash himself, unable to stop the Saint Master of the Profound Crane Sect from returning.

At this moment, with the Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle above his head, driven by the Grand Array, the Saint Master of the Profound Crane Sect looked exuberant: "Wei Zhenwu, you should know that driven by the Holy Array, we can at least exert two to three tenths of the divine soldier’s power. Even if Wei Fan comes with the divine soldier, we would not fear.

As I said before, why not stop here? I can guarantee that henceforth the Human-Demon can coexist in peace."