Supernatural Insight Eyes-Chapter 1795 - 1796: Saint’s Head! Second Update

"Someone is coming out of the formation, look!"

A cry of surprise drew more and more gazes, had the Thousand Illusion Sage finally killed Ye Fantian?

The disciples of the Thousand Illusions Sect couldn’t help but show joy. With this, the Dan Shen Sect was thoroughly finished. With one Saint remaining, the combination of the Thousand Illusion Sage and the Sky Star Sage would surely lead to their defeat.

Compared to others, the people of the Thousand Illusions Sect were more excited.

"Ye Fantian, you are dead after all. Although I couldn’t kill you, dying at the hands of our ancestor also relieves my heart," Elder Wanyan Hong thought to himself.

Beside him, the Sect Leader of the Thousand Illusions Sect smiled. The decline of the Dan Shen Sect was now certain.

Chen Tianhen and Feng Muye weren’t as excited as the others; after all, the ancestor of the Thousand Illusions Sect walking out of the formation was not unexpected. A Saint, no matter how strong Ye Qiu was in martial arts, couldn’t possibly kill a Saint, right?

"The path of martial arts has lost a strong competitor; perhaps it’s a good thing," Li Hanbing sighed, while Feng Muye, beside him, remained silent, appearing more indifferent.

"Has the Thousand Illusion Sage, who is also a Saint with the ancestor, come out?" Shen Aotian also looked over, even abandoning watching the exciting battle in the sky.

"The Dan Shen Sect is like an ephemeral flower, albeit beautiful, but only for a moment; it will ultimately meet its decline," Bai Zishu lamented.

On the other side, Wang Luoxing and Situ Rong of the Sky Star Sect also turned their attention over, considering the mention that the Thousand Illusion Sage had come out, sparking thoughts of Ye Qiu, who dared to battle with the Sage.

That guy who dared to engage with a Sage, must be dead beyond revival, right?

"Brother Ye..." Lu Shan clutched her sleeves, squeezing them tightly in her palm. Although she couldn’t see the silhouette emerging, she feared that it wasn’t Ye Qiu; otherwise, it would mean Ye Qiu was already...

"Brother Ye..." On the mountaintop, Gao Wanli, like others, stared intently at the exit of the valley. A silhouette appeared, blurred and indistinguishable, making it unclear who it was.

As the silhouette slowly emerged, it became increasingly clear.

Then there was a gasp, then surprise, and finally shock.

A face with a smile, exceedingly youthful.

This young aura was definitely not like the temporary return to youth by the Sky Star Sage; the vitality of youth exuded from within, from the very bones.

Such a vigorous and heroic young man could not be fabricated.

"It’s... it’s... Ye... Fentian!"

Someone shockingly uttered as the silhouette emerged from the formation; it was Ye Qiu, which was stunningly surprising. Shouldn’t it have been the Thousand Illusion Sage?

Why was it Ye Fentian, where did the Thousand Illusion Sage go?

Everyone watching realized that it was Ye Qiu appearing, and they all were stupefied because they had never imagined Ye Qiu would appear alive.

He should have been killed by the Thousand Illusion Sage.

There was a brief silence in the surrounding crowd, and even those who looked over later experienced a moment of blankness.

A Saint intending to kill a young Martial Artist, yet upon reappearance, the first face seen was that of the young Martial Artist. Who would believe it if said aloud?

Almost no one present would believe it, as it defied common sense. How could a Saint’s attempt fail? The opponent was just a youth, no matter how heaven-defying, couldn’t possibly be a match for a Saint, right?

Yet, the fact was such a startling reversal that people couldn’t accept it; the Saint was nowhere, and instead, Ye Qiu was in everyone’s sights.

"What’s he holding in his hand? It’s still dripping blood..." Someone quickly accepted the reality and noticed the object Ye Qiu was holding. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Instantly, others were drawn by this remark and turned their attention to the item in Ye Qiu’s hand, which on close examination left them all agape.

"This... is... a head!" Someone pointed out the fact.

"It seems to be from the former Sage," another person added.

A head? A Sage?

Could it be...

The crowd looked at each other, thinking of a conclusion in unison: the Sage who attempted to kill Ye Qiu might just be what Ye Qiu was holding now.

Did he kill a Saint?

A shocking revelation!

The astounding news of an Alchemist taking down a Saint, this transcends a miracle, more like a fantasy.

Many regained their composure, glaring at the head in Ye Qiu’s hand, with eyes unseeing in death, a pale face, and a severed neck dripping blood. It was indeed the former Sage.

"He killed a Saint... unbelievable..." Witnessing this outcome, many opened their mouths in shock, utterly astonished to an incalculable degree.

The fall of a Saint in the Qingfeng County was monumental, and even in other ancestral lands, it was significant.

This was a Saint, not some Return to Ruins Realm, Divinity Transformation Realm, but a truly mighty Saint.

Nothing else could seem more unbelievable than this.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how did this happen!" The Sect Leader of the Thousand Illusions Sect was completely stunned, no longer composed and assured as before, now utterly bewildered.

Their pride, the Saint of the Thousand Illusions Sect, died, slain by a lower realm Martial Artist, and even decapitated.

Without the Saint, what would become of the Thousand Illusions Sect? The Sect Leader could almost foresee that they would lose their status as one of the top three sects; without the Saint, they lost their foundation, their deterrence.

It’s over! It’s over!

The heart of the Sect Leader of the Thousand Illusions Sect was dead.

The demise of the Thousand Illusion Sage was devastating for the Thousand Illusions Sect, especially now as their disciples looked on expectantly, only to see Ye Qiu, their internal powerhouse beheaded, who could accept this?

It was like their faith crumbled, feeling as though their world collapsed.

"He killed the Saint of the Thousand Illusions Sect..." Wang Luoxing of the Sky Star Sect stared intently at Ye Qiu, incredulous. In his mind, Ye Qiu was sure to die; how could he kill a Saint? It was pure madness.

"Fake, it must be fake." Situ Rong also expressed disbelief.

The nearby Sect Leader of the Thousand Illusions Sect heard this and with a flash in his eyes, muttered, "Yes, it must be fake. The head he holds cannot be our Sage’s head!"

The Sect Leader of the Thousand Illusions Sect began calling for the Thousand Illusion Sage, along with Li Hanbing, Feng Muye, and other elders, hoping he could appear to prove that Ye Qiu’s head was not their Sage’s head.

Yet there was no response or movement from within the formation.

The Sect Leader of the Thousand Illusions Sect glared at Ye Qiu and questioned, "Where is our Sage? Where have you taken him?"

The smile on Ye Qiu’s face, accompanied by the head in his hand, was somewhat chilling as he smiled at the Sect Leader of the Thousand Illusions Sect and said lightly, "Can’t you see? Your Sage’s head is in my hand, where else could he be?"

Hearing Ye Qiu’s admission, the people of the Thousand Illusions Sect felt a chill in their hearts.

Was their Sage truly dead?

"If you don’t believe it, I’ll return this head to your Thousand Illusions Sect for you to examine closely," Ye Qiu said, throwing the Thousand Illusion Sage’s head over, which rolled on the ground to the feet of the Thousand Illusions Sect’s Sect Leader.

Ye Qiu casually tossing a dead man’s head, especially that of a Saint, combined with his faint smile, was immensely unnerving, and somehow, that youthful face gave an inexplicable sense of dread.