An indescribable strange force is eroding his entire body.

Is this the Soul Capturing Power that Xu Guang mentioned?

He was about to act, but his movements suddenly froze.

"You! How did you survive such power before?"

The Qin Cultivator was shocked.

Xu Guang previously mentioned the Soul Capturing Power, which he respected but did not fear.

After all, Xu Guang, a Second Grade, could resist this power and walk out of Da Xue Mountain, while he is a First Grade, and his Divine Soul has undergone two lifetimes, far stronger than Xu Guang. How could he be afraid?

But at this moment...

Xu Guang just looked at him coldly, with blue and purple traces appearing on his face, like cracks, running from his Divine Soul to his flesh, as the death-level poison was taking effect.

His condition was far worse than imagined.

The Extreme Soul Power hadn't grown stronger in a long time, suppressing both the death-level poison and resisting the Soul Capturing Power, reaching its limit.

He panted heavily, with cyan and white light surging over him, the Silence Divine Power constantly emerging, purifying his body whenever the death-level poison threatened to completely erode his head.

But it couldn't completely solve the poison rooted in the Divine Soul.

He slowly approached the Qin Cultivator, grinning, and suddenly spoke.

"Now the offensive and defensive roles have reversed."

The Qin Cultivator looked indifferent, as the Holy Artifact bone hand rose behind him, "Then let's see..."

The Holy Artifact in his hand, whether in power or grade, surpassed the Wolf Fang Club in Xu Guang's hand, so he naturally wouldn't feel fear.

With the Holy Artifact protecting him, Xu Guang couldn't harm him.

Unexpectedly, upon seeing the bone hand Holy Artifact, Xu Guang turned and ran!

"Little thief!"

The Qin Cultivator growled, forcibly resisting the Soul Capturing Power, as his Divine Soul inside emitted sounds like porcelain cracking, but he couldn't care less.

Fearful that Xu Guang might gain the inheritance from the snow mountain.

Both were in poor condition, moving slowly, one after the other.

In front of a glacier crevice, Xu Guang stopped.

Just as the Qin Cultivator was about to speak, Xu Guang suddenly struck.

The massive Wolf Fang Club instantly infused with ancient powers within Xu Guang's body, as the true power of the Holy Artifact began to manifest. At this moment, Xu Guang felt unprecedented strength.

'Is this... a Saint?'

Feeling the incredible power within, Xu Guang was engrossed and finally understood why Qi Refiners in the six secret realms were revered as Saints, and tri-cultivation Martial Artists were called True Kings.

A Saint walks upon the heavens, trampling everything underfoot, traversing the skies, sweeping through the relentless worlds, simply seeking celestial freedom.

A True King controls everything, ruling above and below, with my way subduing the heavens.

With the Holy Artifact in hand, Xu Guang faintly felt the power of the Wolf Fang Club in a Saint's hands.

This power could easily obliterate those below a True King.

Without wasting words, Xu Guang swiftly slashed with a sword within the duration this power held.

The thick beam of light shot from beneath into the clouds, like a heavenly pillar.

The Qin Cultivator frowned, cursing inwardly.

Holy Artifact revival?

Who exactly lent Xu Guang the Holy Artifact? Not only lent the Holy Artifact but also lent a Saint's essence, enough to revive the Holy Artifact once.

Astonished, but displaying utmost calmness on the surface.

After all, his Holy Artifact was forged from a Saint King's hand bone, containing much more Saint essence than Xu Guang could wield.

Facing Xu Guang one on one, he was confident of no mishap.

So as the heavenly pillar was about to form, the cyan and white hand bone suddenly enlarged, transforming into a massive palm that obscured the sky and clouds, like the legendary Buddha's palm.

With a thunderous claw!

The heavenly pillar shattered, the world turned upside down.

A fierce avalanche erupted on Da Xue Mountain, and the pure, desolate Da Xue Mountain suddenly echoed with a terrifying resonance, as if some dreadful presence was awakening.

The world instantly darkened, with ominous clouds forming overhead, covering the sky.

The cyan and white bone palm and the changes on Da Xue Mountain created two kinds of pressure, making Xu Guang feel almost unable to move.

A sudden flash of brilliance appeared in Xu Guang's eyes.

Now is the time...

Both he and the Qin Cultivator were affected by the changes on Da Xue Mountain, as well as their Holy Artifacts.

Behind him, a large net silently emerged.

Like a dream, appearing unreal, frighteningly beautiful.

"Heavenly Net Mist, assist me!"

Xu Guang shouted lowly, disregarding the poison in his body, putting everything into channeling all his Qi Force and Source Qi to draw upon a trace of the Saint's essence within the Holy Artifact.

Hiss!

This was likely the Holy Artifact with the least special effects Xu Guang had ever witnessed, appearing for a moment, then vanishing instantly.

But alongside it, something else vanished.

It's Qin Cultivator's Cyan and White Bone Hand Holy Artifact.

Qin Cultivator had barely overcome the terrifying sense of annihilation caused by the collapse of Da Xue Mountain when he suddenly felt something amiss.

He lifted his head, looking at the sky as dark as ink.

Something was missing.

Was it... his own Holy Artifact?

His expression changed drastically, and he looked at the sky in disbelief, his hands continuously forming Seal Techniques, trying to summon back the Holy Artifact.

But it was like a stone sinking into the sea, silent and calm.

As if... he had never possessed the Holy Artifact.

"You!"

Xu Guang let out a sigh of relief, a hint of ease flashing in his eyes.

He forcefully dragged out the Wolf Fang Club Holy Artifact, looking at Qin Cultivator with ill intent.

At this moment, he had the Holy Artifact, Qin Cultivator did not.

The advantage was mine!

Qin Cultivator also realized this change; he couldn't believe it. The Celestial Cloud Mist was too strange, completely unlike a proper Saint's crafted Holy Artifact.

Instead, it seemed like something specifically crafted by a rogue saint to steal other saints' treasures.

He was about to leave.

But just at this moment.

In a flash.

A slender whip suddenly extended from the glacier crevice between the two, thousands of meters long, covered with a foul-smelling mucus that moved like a living creature.

In the moment it appeared, it disappeared.

And Qin Cultivator vanished with it.

Xu Guang fell face down with a thud, holding the Wolf Fang Club above his head, fear in his eyes.

His attention had been exceptionally focused earlier, yet he could barely catch a glimpse of the slender pink whip's afterimage. He suddenly realized that it was not a whip at all, but something akin to a lizard's tongue!

His expression turned grim; the massive black shadow beneath the glacier crevice... was actually a living creature!

What on earth was that bizarre thing?

Just now, with the clash of two Holy Artifacts, the entire Da Xue Mountain seemed to come alive, giving Xu Guang an intense sense of danger everywhere.

He had a suspicion that the terrifying life beneath the glacier crevice was not the only one on Da Xue Mountain!

He panted heavily, leaning against a rock, placing the Wolf Fang Club Holy Artifact within reach.

He wasn't sure if holding the Holy Artifact could handle such a terrifying existence.

At this point, he could only pray for one thing—that the creature below was restricted in its movements.

His guess was correct.

As his mind became blurred from the poison of severed fate, that horrifying Soul Capturing Power resurfaced.

It seemed like a force that could suppress everything; the terrifying oppressive aura on Da Xue Mountain and the almost omnipresent danger vanished instantly like snow meeting hot water.

'This power...'

Xu Guang frowned, gaining a deeper understanding of the mysterious Da Xue Mountain.

This place was too terrifying.

He seemed to understand something; beneath this Da Xue Mountain, there were many terrifying giant life forms of great significance, and that Soul Capturing Power was there to suppress those things.

And the white mist talisman that appeared from time to time seemed to restrain that Soul Capturing Power.

These forces, after all, came from whom? And why create such a strange standoff on this eerie Da Xue Mountain?

Too many secrets.

...

'A Saint-level battle!'

Xu Guang's and Qin Cultivator's Holy Artifacts clashed, and although it was within the Bronze Blood Gate, the clash was too terrifying; its power faintly transmitted to the present world of Jizhou.

Many powerful entities who came to this place clearly felt the terrifying pressure brought by this clash.

"Brutal, powerful, one side has the power of slaughter, the other filled with the power of death. It comes from an evil cult's hand. Whether it was a Saint personally taking action or a clash of Holy Artifacts, I don't know."

"Who on earth dares to incite a Saint-level battle near Beiji City? Aren't they afraid of the Six Institutes of Beiji?"

The power that split the sky occasionally revealed a trace in the present world, but even that trace was enough to cause a sensation throughout Jizhou.

...

The apocalyptic scene of the Celestial Cyan Mine still persisted.

And with the ever-increasing death toll, that terrifying Annihilation Venerable Ancient God almost had half a foot in Jizhou!

But just at this moment.

Rip!

The sound of the firmament tearing echoed.

A massive bell sounded; it was a Holy Artifact activated by a Saint, already considered a foundation in some Holy Clans.

That was the Lingchuan Saint's artifact—the Lingchuan Bell.

"What fiend dares to cause trouble in Jizhou!"