Supernatural Insight Eyes-Chapter 1788: The Saint Is Unstoppable

The Thousand Illusion Sage realized that he had wasted too much time on Ye Qiu. At this moment, he did not know how the Tianxing Sage was doing and whether he could withstand Ye Qiu’s Saint avatar.

The Thousand Illusion Sage began to unleash his killing intent, aiming to kill Ye Qiu as soon as possible. As for the sword in Ye Qiu’s hand, it was naturally to become his trophy, perfectly compensating for the damaged Saint weapon he had before.

Buzz...

The air emitted a vibration different from before. Ye Qiu noticed that the expression of the Thousand Illusion Sage was different, especially this time, giving off a feeling of extreme danger.

Ye Qiu vaguely understood that the opponent wanted to end this confrontation early.

He touched his waist, discreetly placing a pill into his mouth, quickly replenishing his strength. At this moment, the Thousand Illusion Sage was about to end the confrontation, and he would face the terrifying killing methods of a Saint.

Here it comes!

Ye Qiu’s heart pounded wildly, his eyes drawn to the aura emitted by the Thousand Illusion Sage, which surged like a tumultuous tide.

He saw a pair of cold, merciless eyes with a hint of a smile within them.

Ye Qiu felt a chill from the depths of his heart.

The heavens reveal a killing intent, stars and constellations shift. The earth reveals a killing intent, dragons and serpents rise on land. Humanity reveals a killing intent, heaven and earth turn upside down.

At this moment, Ye Qiu felt that the world only contained him and the Thousand Illusion Sage, nothing else.

The Thousand Illusion Sage’s eyes shone with brilliance, like meteors across the night sky, dazzlingly bright. Being targeted by such a Saint, Ye Qiu’s hands and feet went cold.

It was a natural bodily reaction, a low-level Martial Artist’s inherent dread of a high-level one. Even though Ye Qiu did not believe he had no chance of winning, his body still told him that the opponent was too strong, unbeatable.

He couldn’t let this continue. If it did, he feared he would collapse before the opponent even made a move.

Ye Qiu chose to take the initiative because he was afraid that if he delayed any longer, he would lose the courage to act.

When a Saint unleashes their aura, the pressure isn’t a simple feeling of being a level apart; it feels like facing the heavens and the earth.

What is a Saint? To become a Saint and be revered as an ancestor, that is a Saint. A Saint is someone who is extremely close to heaven and earth, whereas the Ruins Return iRealm merely holds the potential for sainthood, not a true Saint, incomparable to a Saint.

Moreover, Ye Qiu was temporarily reaching the Ruins Return level through the power of Dark Transformation, different from a true Ruins Return Martial Artist.

Ye Qiu took the initiative to attack, directly stirring up a Sword Qi whirlwind.

In the state of human-sword unity, Ye Qiu’s strength was somewhat enhanced, especially his sword techniques, whose power would be maximized.

Every movement radiated Sword Intent; this is the state of human-sword unity.

If facing a Ruins Return Martial Artist, this state would be sufficient. However, against a Saint Realm opponent, such human-sword unity attacks would be much dimmer.

Ye Qiu spun at high speed, forming a tornado of Sword Qi, targeting the Thousand Illusion Sage, transforming into a devastating strike.

The Thousand Illusion Sage, with the stance of a Saint, countered Ye Qiu’s attack. Instantly, it felt as if the air in a hundred-mile radius solidified, slowing even Ye Qiu’s attack. The Thousand Illusion Sage struck the Sword Qi storm with a single punch, then snapped a finger, bending the Bahuang Sword blade into a half-arc. Ye Qiu felt a tingling in his wrist, as if he couldn’t hold the sword.

Snap!

The Thousand Illusion Sage’s movements were simple. After the flick, he made another point, directly at Ye Qiu’s wrist. At this moment, Ye Qiu finally couldn’t hold onto the Bahuang Sword, and with a slide of his hand, the Bahuang Sword fell.

The Thousand Illusion Sage’s mouth curved, and as he raised a hand, the Bahuang Sword landed in his grip.

Clang, clang...

The Bahuang Sword trembled continuously, the Sword Spirit unwilling to be held and restrained.

However, the Thousand Illusion Sage ignored this, focusing his spiritual power entirely on the Bahuang Sword, his eyes full of admiration, constantly wandering over the blade, even forgetting to annihilate Ye Qiu.

"Good sword, good sword..." The more the Thousand Illusion Sage looked, the more he was reluctant to part with the Bahuang Sword. In his eyes, this sword was a perfect divine weapon. Especially when sniffing the blade, the Thousand Illusion Sage seemed to smell the blood of the powerful beings it once slew.

"Ye Fantian, I really have to thank you for bringing me such a good sword." The Thousand Illusion Sage casually waved the Bahuang Sword, and even though he hadn’t become the sword’s owner, he still tore a rift in the void.

"Truly sharp. If another Saint held this sword, it would be a great weapon against me. Fortunately, this sword was with you. If I, the Thousand Illusion, cannot advance to the heavenly level, at least with this sword, I can risk those dangerous places and seek fortune."

The more he looked at the Bahuang Sword, the more the Thousand Illusion Sage liked it. To him, it was a treasure from the heavens.

After admiring it for a while, the Thousand Illusion Sage used Saint power to stop the Sword Spirit of the Bahuang Sword from acting up. Once he killed Ye Qiu, the sword would naturally obey him.

If the Thousand Illusion Sage injected his spiritual power into it, he would certainly be overjoyed, for this sword had a Sword Spirit, a hundred times stronger than his Saint weapon.

That way, he could also judge the level of the Bahuang Sword.

But at this moment, the Thousand Illusion Sage overlooked this aspect because he didn’t believe the sword Ye Qiu acquired was a Spirit Sword with intelligence.

Holding the Bahuang Sword, the Thousand Illusion Sage slowly walked towards Ye Qiu. At this moment, Ye Qiu’s hand was bleeding, especially the tiger’s mouth, where the flesh was torn away by the opponent’s shock, and his wrist had been broken by the Thousand Illusion Sage’s point.

Luckily, while the Thousand Illusion Sage was fixated on the Bahuang Sword, Ye Qiu used some power to heal his wrist injury, although the blood on his hand had yet to dry.

With the Bahuang Sword taken away, Ye Qiu’s situation was dire. Without a divine weapon, defeating the Thousand Illusion Sage was even harder.

"I will gladly accept your sword. Normally, if you presented me with such a gift, I would mercifully let you go. But today, as I said, I will use your sword to kill you. Now it’s time for me to fulfill my promise." The Thousand Illusion Sage ran a hand along the sharp edge of the Bahuang Sword, deeply admiring its sharpness.

Even he couldn’t fully withstand this sharp blade.

The Thousand Illusion Sage prepared to kill Ye Qiu, to end everything. It was also the time for him to go out and help the Tianxing Sage deal with another Saint.

The Dan Shen Sect could once again fade into obscurity.

Confronted with the murderous aura of the Thousand Illusion Sage, Ye Qiu’s heart was filled with bitterness. Before fighting with a Saint, he thought the many preparations he had laid down could at least entangle with a Saint. But now, it seemed he was a bit naive. One could also say he had underestimated the power of a Saint, leading to a huge mistake.

The consequences of this mistake were dire, resulting in the current unavoidable situation.

An inevitable death trap, and he was the one marked for death.