Deities: Starting From Goblins - Chapter 528

Chapter 528: Chapter 339: One Person_2

However, no matter what the others do, the four Dominators naturally could not retreat. In an instant, they were caught off guard by the attacks of the three men. Despite this, they understood that burning the dantian was a terror-inducing method that could only sustain them for 15 minutes at most. Thus, as long as they continued to exhaust these three, once their dantians were completely depleted, the three would have no strength to even retaliate.

However, at this moment, five more Dominators appeared. These were the reinforcements from the Flying Flow Sect, they had arrived to support and control the situation. The overall situation completely swayed. The three fighters from the Heavenly Sword Sect previously only had to deal with four Dominators.

Now, they had to deal with nine. Even with the power they gained from burning their Dantian, the numerical difference was just too vast. This made them feel a sense of desperate helplessness. Yet they still wanted to fight till the end and try to escape.

But within ten rounds, the three were slayed by the nine Dominators. This scene didn’t faze the crowd at all, after all they belonged to the Heavenly Sword Sect. The other five Sects had long regarded the Heavenly Sword Sect as their nemesis. Among the crowd were ten kings of the Heavenly Sword Sect who dropped to their knees begging for mercy upon witnessing the scene.

At a mountain peak, the Heavenly Sword Sect leader barely breathing, looks at an old man and ask, unable to understand why he saved him. Inspecting the old man’s aura, it was clear, he was already a Saint, a supreme being under the sky, harboring no grudges against him.

The old man presented himself in a simple attire, his missing arm casting mysterious mightiness. This puzzled the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect, as Cultivators above the level of Dominator could regrow limbs at will.

The old man smiled faintly and said, “I saved you because I wanted to grant you a great opportunity. Not only can I heal your injuries but I can also advance your abilities to higher levels, how about becoming a Quasi-Saint?”

As the term Quasi-Saint was spoken, the Heavenly Sword Sect Leader’s eyes flaring with a heated desire. The positions of Quasi-Saint and Half-step Saint Seat are both under the Saint Seat, but where Quasi-Saint and Half-step Saint Seat stand are miles apart. A Quasi-Saint could easily crush at least ten Half-step Saints.

Half-step Saint Seat is just one step away from the Saint Seat, but that one step could take an eternity. Out of a hundred, perhaps only one may become a Saint. However, being a Quasi-Saint is different, he could already be considered a true Saint, without the actual power of a Saint. But with more cultivation, that power would eventually be within reach.

The Heavenly Sword Sect Leader, with a calm look, questioned: “There’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Naturally, I want to become a Quasi-Saint, but why would you help me? Tell me the conditions first, so I have time to consider.”

“You’re just a dying man, what can I gain from you?” The old man sneered, waved his hand, a terrifying pressure descended, as if to shatter the Heavenly Sword Sect Leader’s soul, making his already critical injuries even worse.

“I am a Saint. Do you dare to disobey my orders? If you were not a smart man, I would not bother to save you. So, do not act conceited, and don’t negotiate or question in front of a strong Saint.”

The next moment, the old man returned to his calm demeanor, “I can make you a Quasi-Saint. You can take revenge on the leaders of the five grand sects, leaving none of them alive. Afterward, you can rebuild the Heavenly Sword Sect, and I have no other requests from you.”

Upon hearing such favorable conditions, the Heavenly Sword Sect Leader readily agreed. The old man nodded, a divine power hitting the Heavenly Sword Sect Leader. In the next moment, his injuries were continually healed, even his vanished dantian was regaining its function.

As the spiritual energy swelled to a certain extent, it seemed as if he was getting a transformation. The Heavenly Sword Sect Leader seemed to see the Saint Seat ahead, and one step away to cross the threshold. This brought an incredulous smile to his face. However, one foot was still in the original place because he was only a Quasi-Saint now.

The Heavenly Sword Sect Leader clenched his fist and muttered, “Being a Quasi-Saint is enough. The five sect leaders teamed up against my Heavenly Sword Sect, I will make them pay the price. I promise not to leave a single one of them, let all of their sects descend into Hell for their sins.”

“Go.” The elder disappeared with a wave of his hand, and the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect, until this moment, was still in disbelief. He not only survived under the siege of several sect leaders, but even broke through a threshold of power. All of it seemed like a dream, but it was indeed real.

The elder must be from the Holy See. Although he didn’t know why he got help, the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect didn’t care about the other’s motives. As long as he could get justice, he was willing to give up everything, after all, he had nothing to lose.

The Sect Leader of Heavenly Sword Sect sat cross-legged, preparing to recover to his best condition. Then he would give those five people a big surprise. They probably thought he was doomed, but not only was he fine, he had become a Quasi-Saint. He planned to take out those five people one by one, and enjoy their looks of terror.

The next morning, the thousands of people dispatched by the five sect leaders found nothing. The Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect seemed to disappear after fleeing, although they turned every stone within a hundred miles, they found no trace of him.

The Sect Leader of the Flying Flow Sect scratched his head and spread his hands: “Could it be that he has already escaped a hundred miles away? But he was on his last breath, and he had forcefully burned his own bloodline power. No matter what, even walking would be a challenge.”

“I’ve suspected that there must be someone secretly helping him to escape. The five sect leaders have to be prepared in advance. If the mysterious person has a grudge against us, perhaps our five sects have to face a great disaster!”

With justified confidence, Celica Shingo said that if the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect had managed to flee, he would definitely only get as far as two or three miles, not to the point of disappearing without leaving even a trace of blood.

The Sect Leader of the Heavenly Saint Sect sucked in a breath, half worried, half skeptical: “You mean, there is a world-class master behind him who not only saved him right under our noses but may also be a Quasi-Saint, or even a real Saint.”

“Above a Quasi-Saint.” If it were an ordinary Quasi-Saint, they would indeed have the strength to take someone away, but it wouldn’t be to the point where all five of them were unaware. Only a true Saint could do it so sneakily that even the space itself was frozen.

The Sect Leader of the Flying Flow Sect was stunned, stuttering, “No…it can’t be. If we have offended a Saint, aren’t we doomed? Even if our combined strength is very strong, in front of a Saint we are like ants.”

“Don’t panic, that person only saved the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect. If they really wanted to fight with us, they wouldn’t be hiding from the start. Maybe they owed the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect a favor, so they saved the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect.”

Celica Shingo told the others not to be afraid, the situation hadn’t escalated to that point yet. Besides, they had attacked the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect, it meant there was an irreconcilable grudge between them which was too late to fear.

The Sect Leader of the Flying Flow Sect let out a bitter smile. He thought it was a winning situation, but who could have expected such a turn in one day? Their sect was different from others and didn’t have a strong foundation. If something went wrong, they would suffer the most.

“In any case, for the next few days, let’s get our own sect members back and stay together to observe the situation outside the Demon Beast Mountain Range. If there’s no trouble, we can all go back to our respective sects. If there are indeed enemies, having more people can add strength.”

Celica Shingo recommended it to everyone. No one objected. Even for the opportunities left by the Beast King and Heavenly Saint Daoist, everyone had given up hope. Compared to these opportunities, they all just wanted to return to their sect safely.