Invincible Divine Sword Chapter 1989: Like Ants Trying to Shake a Tree
"First of Eternity!"
"Fourteenth Defying Heaven’s Top Tier Holy Body!"
"Twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty Grade Golden Lotus!"
Li Jing, embedded into the mountain, was horrified, his face full of fear, vomiting blood repeatedly.
He felt as if all his internal organs were shattered, on the brink of death.
Feng Junyu’s small cherry mouth could even fit an egg.
Whether it was Yang Xiaotian’s First of Eternity Heart, his many Defying Heaven’s Top Tier Holy Bodies, or the Golden Lotus, they all surpassed her imagination.
The Batian Demon Sect disciples, who had just surrounded him, were almost off balance, like walking on a tightrope in mid-air.
The previously playful Batian Demon Son couldn’t suppress the tremor in his heart.
The scene before him was beyond his understanding.
He couldn’t comprehend, wasn’t the Myriad Grade Golden Lotus the limit? How could there be a Golden Lotus surpassing the Myriad Grade in the world!
A Heavenly Saint Realm, almost killing a Saint King Tenth Layer Peak with one punch, what a terrifying combat strength!
At this moment, he understood why Yang Xiaotian’s contribution points were always far ahead of him by many times.
Actually, how could he know that just now was only a small part of Yang Xiaotian’s strength.
Amidst the shock and fear of everyone, Yang Xiaotian’s gaze landed on the Batian Demon Son.
At this time, the Batian Demon Son’s face no longer held any playfulness, replaced by unprecedented dread.
"Is there anyone else who wants to test me?" Yang Xiaotian scanned the surroundings and the disciples.
Every disciple whose eyes met Yang Xiaotian’s had a drastic change in expression, then hurriedly shook their heads, afraid of being misunderstood by Yang Xiaotian.
The Young Mansion Master Liu Yi of the Holy Demon Mansion retreated far away.
Just now, their Holy Demon Mansion had agreed with the Batian Demon Sect, the Feng Family, and others that if they could break into the Myriad Demon Cave, they would seize the treasures inside by fate.
But now, he had completely lost interest in the treasures inside the Myriad Demon Cave.
Seeing no one else wanted to test him, Yang Xiaotian glanced at Li Jing, who was still embedded in the mountain wall, then walked towards the Batian Demon Son: "Weren’t you all going to kill me? Go ahead!"
Like with Lin Yi earlier, he was also giving the Batian Demon Son a chance to make a move.
The Batian Demon Son’s expression changed.
Feeling the gaze of everyone, he took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, looking at Yang Xiaotian with shock and anger: "Yang Xiaotian, no matter how strong you are, you’re just one person. We have forty-seven disciples from the Batian Demon Sect!"
"I don’t believe our forty-seven Saint King Ninth and Tenth Layers combined can’t kill you, a Heavenly Saint Realm?!"
"All disciples, attack!"
"Kill Yang Xiaotian!"
The Batian Demon Son activated the Batian Demon Technique, his entire body surging with demonic qi, releasing powerful energy circles one after another.
All disciples of the Batian Demon Sect operated their most formidable demon techniques, demonic qi howled, coalescing into a gigantic Demon Light Ring, enveloping all the space around Yang Xiaotian.
The terrifying demonic power was like mountains crashing towards Yang Xiaotian.
If it were an ordinary Saint King Tenth Layer master, they might have been crushed into serious injuries instantly.
But Yang Xiaotian faced the overwhelming demonic power from forty-seven of the Batian Demon Son’s men, standing firm and unmoved.
The Batian Demon Son activated his Dao Heart, Golden Lotus, and all his Holy Path power.
His Dao Heart, though an Eternal Dao Heart, like that of the Li Family Saint Heir on the Feiyang Continent, was only in the top twenty of the Eternal Dao Heart, but slightly stronger, ranked fifteenth.
As for the Golden Lotus, it was a Six Thousand Grade Golden Lotus.
Regarding the Holy Path, it was the Sixty Thousand Holy Path.
Yet, even though the Batian Demon Son had Sixty Thousand Holy Paths, all of his Holy Paths were Level Ten.
Even so, this was still incredibly impressive.
Even in strong Holy Realms like the Ancestor Continent, cultivating a Sixty Thousand Level Ten Holy Path is rarely seen in a million years.
Soon after, a Totem rose behind the Batian Demon Son.
This was the Holy Totem that could be condensed after entering the Saint King Realm.
The Holy Totem was entirely comprised of the Holy Laws.
Ordinary Holy Totems are only a few meters in size; if one can condense a totem of dozens of meters, it’s very rare, while the Batian Demon Son’s Holy Totem surpassed a hundred meters, even hundreds of meters!
His Holy Totem was that of a Hell Nine-Headed Dog.
Other disciples of the Batian Demon Sect also activated the powers of Dao Heart, Golden Lotus, Holy Path, and Holy Totem.
The Demon Light soared to the heavens.
The glow of demonic light illuminated mountain ranges one after another.
The terrifying power forced all surrounding disciples to retreat in shock, including Feng Junyu and Young Master Nine Tribulations.
The collective power of the forty-seven Batian Demon Son members was like an endless wave of demonic tide, continuously flooding towards Yang Xiaotian.
"Batian Demon God Fist!" The Batian Demon Son shouted harshly, taking the lead in attacking Yang Xiaotian.
Other disciples of the Batian Demon Sect also simultaneously launched their attacks on Yang Xiaotian.
Frightening power surged from all directions.
Yang Xiaotian was like a sapling in a hurricane, seemingly on the verge of being blown away and destroyed at any moment.
Everyone held their breaths.
Feng Junyu’s heart was in her throat.
"Can Yang Xiaotian withstand it?" a Holy Demon Sect disciple said, his mouth dry with anxiety.
"Probably not," another Holy Demon Sect disciple hesitated.
Forty-seven Saint King Ninth and Tenth Layer disciples attacked simultaneously, and among them was also a Saint King Tenth Layer Peak like the Batian Demon Son, who couldn’t believe Yang Xiaotian could withstand it.
Although Yang Xiaotian was terrifying, he was ultimately just a Heavenly Saint Realm individual.
Just as the Batian Demon Sect’s forces were about to strike Yang Xiaotian, Yang Xiaotian suddenly burst into a brilliant golden light, with Holy Paths like golden rivers shooting out one after another.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Xiaotian invoked ten thousand Kaitian Level Holy Paths.
Still, ten thousand Kaitian Level Holy Paths, First of Eternity Heart, Fourteenth Defying Heaven’s Top Tier Holy Body, twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty Grade Golden Lotus.
The millions of rays of light tore through the dark Demonic Qi of the Vault Of Heaven, causing the entire Myriad Demon Secret Realm to tremble violently.
This violent trembling was so familiar!
Disciples in every corner of the Myriad Demon Secret Realm were shocked.
Feng Junyu, Liu Yi, and others stared in horror at the Holy Path surrounding Yang Xiaotian.
"Ten thousand Kaitian Level Holy Paths!"
At this moment, they finally knew the reason behind the violent shaking of the Myriad Demon Secret Realm a few days ago.
Even the Batian Demon Son and others were stunned.
They were dazed by Yang Xiaotian’s ten thousand Kaitian Level Holy Paths.
The ten thousand Kaitian Level Holy Paths spun, and all the power of the Batian Demon Son and his men struck upon Yang Xiaotian’s ten thousand Kaitian Level Holy Paths.
However, it was completely shattered by the ten thousand Holy Paths, not a drop remaining.
It felt completely like a mantis trying to move a tree.
Moreover, after the ten thousand Kaitian Level Holy Paths shattered their power, it continued to spin towards the Batian Demon Son and his companions at an alarming speed.
The Batian Demon Son and his gang watched as the ten thousand Kaitian Level Holy Paths surged, the terrifying power inspiring fear deep in their souls.
The Batian Demon Son turned blood-red all over, and along with the other Batian Demon Sect disciples, frantically attacked the oncoming ten thousand Holy Paths, to no avail.
A horrific scream was heard as a Batian Demon Sect disciple was crushed into a mist of blood.