Global Catastrophe: I Begin to Evolve from an Ancient Tree-Chapter 267: Saint Liu

"Boom!"

Zhang Ming unleashed a punch that shattered the void, causing a Sixth-Order True Monarch to hurriedly defend. The powerful force erupted from his fist, making the latter cough up blood and stumble back.

At the same time.

A longsword sliced through space, stabbing directly at Zhang Ming. However, it emitted a sound of clashing metals, and the sword that could cut stones and gold left not a scratch on him.

"Impossible!"

The cultivator looked completely stunned, as if unable to believe the scene before him.

Immediately after.

He found himself meeting Zhang Ming’s icy gaze.

With a simple squeeze, the opponent shattered a Daoist Supreme Treasure with his bare hands.

Subsequently.

Zhang Ming delivered a punch, directly shattering the opponent’s Protective Gang Qi and piercing through his chest, killing him on the spot.

He was training in the Fighting Saint Body Technique deduced by the Divine Kingdom’s chat group. Although this Secret Technique was temporarily incomplete, it was still a top-tier Sixth-Order Secret Technique.

Now that he practiced the Fighting Saint Body Technique, Zhang Ming had already condensed the Fighting Saint True Body.

It could be said.

His physical body now was equivalent to a top-tier True Monarch Supreme Treasure, naturally impervious to ordinary True Monarch Supreme Treasures.

Any attack below True Monarch perfection had no chance of breaking Zhang Ming’s defense.

Shattering a True Monarch Supreme Treasure with bare hands was an effortless task for him.

However.

What Zhang Ming found effortless, appeared breathtaking to other cultivators.

After all, no one had ever seen someone capable of crushing a True Monarch Supreme Treasure.

When that True Monarch fell, the ancient families warring against the Cyan Yang Divine Court experienced a huge drop in morale.

Just then.

An ominous aura emanated from the void, as a middle-aged man in a purple robe stepped through space, surveying the battlefield before locking his eyes on Zhang Ming.

"So you’re from Cyan Yang Divine Court!"

"Who are you?"

Zhang Ming narrowed his eyes, perceiving a tremendous threat from this purple-robed middle-aged man before him.

One must understand.

Zhang Ming had already broken through to True Monarch perfection, and with the Fighting Saint Body, while he couldn’t claim to be invincible at his level, he could definitely sweep through ordinary True Monarch perfections.

Under such circumstances, a threat to him could either be a coequal strongman with a Divine Body or a higher-level existence.

Among the two.

The purple-robed man was evidently the latter.

Meaning.

He was a Seventh-Order Saint.

"This Saint is Liu Changfeng of the Divine Martial Dynasty!"

As the words left the purple-robed man’s mouth, a cultivator’s face lit with joy.

"So it is Saint Liu who has arrived. This person led an army slaughtering my Dongfang Family’s disciples. I implore Saint Liu to strike and eliminate this rogue to avenge the Dongfang Family’s blood feud!"

The speaker was naturally Patriarch Dongfang.

His gaze at Zhang Ming brimmed with hatred and malice.

Zhang Ming led Cyan Yang Divine Court’s forces to attack the Dongfang Family, causing them tremendous losses. Not only did several True Monarch elders fall, but many disciples were also lost.

It was thought the Dongfang Family would be wiped out, but unexpectedly, reinforcement from the Divine Martial Dynasty arrived so quickly.

Moreover.

They even dispatched a Saint to personally intervene.

Patriarch Dongfang had heard of this Saint Liu, a Saint from the Divine Martial Dynasty ten millennia ago, who achieved sainthood only when the Great Emperor ascended the Path to Immortality and hence sealed himself in slumber.

In Patriarch Dongfang’s opinion, with Saint Liu’s eminent presence, exterminating all Cyan Yang Divine Court cultivators would be child’s play.

"Rest assured, as the Dongfang Family has contributed to the Divine Martial Dynasty for generations, this Saint shall not tolerate other cultivators striking at the Dongfang Family.

Any who assault the Dongfang Family shall die!"

Liu Changfeng’s expression was icy, as he stood aloft, the Saint’s might spreading like a pressure that could crush the Azure Sky, causing most Cyan Yang Divine Court cultivators to change their expressions.

The might of a Saint.

Was beyond what other cultivators could withstand.

At that moment.

Vast blood energy surged into the heavens like a great sun illuminating the Azure Sky, shaking the Saint’s pressure, as Zhang Ming stepped into the air, his eyes blazing with battle intent.

"What’s a Saint to me? Today, no one can alter the Dongfang Family’s demise. Any who bar my path face doom, Saint or no!"

"You dare insult a Saint? You courted death!"

Liu Changfeng’s eyes turned cold, as he lowered a suppressive palm. The Saint’s power made space crack like a spider web, projecting a vast abyss-like presence that instilled despair.

Zhang Ming roared, his fist shattered space, attack aimed directly at Liu Changfeng.

The moment the two collided, overwhelming shockwaves swept in all directions, their terrifying power akin to stars colliding, generating an ear-splitting noise.

The scenario Liu Changfeng anticipated, of killing Zhang Ming with a single palm, did not occur. Instead, from the recent exchange, he sensed an aura that even made his heart race.

At this.

Liu Changfeng was secretly astounded.

"It seems this Saint underestimated you. To be able to challenge a Saint with True Monarch mastery, in any era, you would be a top prodigy.

Unfortunately, prodigies who don’t mature serve little purpose!"

After the shock, Liu Changfeng’s gaze turned icy once more.

In his eyes.

Zhang Ming was already a dead man.

Such a prodigy could not be allowed to grow, or they would become a significant threat to the Divine Martial Dynasty one day.

In a flash.

Liu Changfeng unleashed his Saintly might again, a domain descended from the heavens, and Zhang Ming felt the surrounding space become viscous, as if the world itself rejected him.

In such a scenario, even the boiling blood within him fell silent.

"A Saint’s Domain!"

Zhang Ming’s eyes sharpened.

All beneath a Saint are ants, primarily due to the Saint’s Domain.

Seventh-Order Saints could summon a domain with Heaven and Earth Power. Within a Saint’s Domain, unless one was of equal level, all would be suppressed by the domain.

However.

Zhang Ming, too, was unafraid.

Though not reaching the Saint’s state, his foundation was not far behind a genuine Saint’s.

Zhang Ming stepped forward, and the dormant blood in his body boiled again, with the Fighting Saint Blood erupting in terrifying power, forcefully shaking the entire Saint’s Domain.

Such a sight caused Liu Changfeng’s expression to change once again.

It was the first time he had seen a True Monarch shaking the Saint’s Domain with mere blood energy.

Then.

Liu Changfeng’s killing intent surged, as he attacked Zhang Ming, gathering Heaven and Earth Power in a palm strike, as if a mountain was suppressing the world, with space shattering and vanishing.

Zhang Ming’s fist thundered towards the heavens, equally striking towards Liu Changfeng.

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The two battled in the void, each strike capable of shattering space, and their grand threat made everyone change color.

On the other side. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

With Liu Changfeng engaged by Zhang Ming, the massacre between the Cyan Yang Divine Court and the Dongfang Family resumed, as several Sixth-Order experts surrounded and attacked Patriarch Dongfang, leaving him shocked and furious.