Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 733 - 727: Assassination_1

"This..."

"He is the Saint Heir of the Clan of the Heavenly Eye, Lingwu, ranked fifth on the Saint Heirs' list!"

All the powerful experts' gazes locked onto the Saint Heir who had just emerged from the star gate. Gasps of surprise were incessant, their eyes filled with awe and fanaticism.

It was well known that a significant gap existed between different Saint Heirs.

It was no exaggeration to say that Lingwu, ranked fifth, could easily defeat the ninth-ranked 'Jimi Sword Immortal'!

"Great!"

"With Lord Lingwu taking action, he will definitely be able to kill the Human Race's Chosen One and avenge the fallen Chosen Ones of our race!"

The powerhouses of the All Clans discussed this. Their once-depressed mood began to stir with excitement, their gazes fiery, awaiting the moment of triumph and revenge.

During this period, far too many powerhouses of the All Clans had died at the hands of the Qin Dynasty!

These included two top-tier Chosen Ones, as well as a Saint Heir with boundless prospects.

Yet, on the Qin Dynasty's side, only one person was seriously injured.

Such circumstances made them feel unbelievably stifled.

And within that stifling atmosphere, there was also unprecedented fury!

For countless years, in the contest between the All Clans and the Human Race, the All Clans had always held the upper hand. Even if they occasionally lost, they could at least fight the humans to a draw.

However, this time, they had been repeatedly steamrolled by the Qin Dynasty, suffering miserably. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Under everyone's gaze, Lingwu took unhurried strides. Whether intentionally or not, he positioned himself directly above Li Yuanba. His eyes were deep, like a lofty divine being looking down upon the heavens and earth.

He had transformed into a human form, with an extraordinary temperament. Donned in a white robe, he was handsome, like a graceful young master who had stepped out from an ancient painting.

What a handsome exterior. Let me smash you to bits!

Having someone standing over his head, Li Yuanba was secretly displeased. His gaze was terrifying, his killing intent surged. Waving his Rumble Drum Golden Hammer, endless thunderlight swirled around it as he struck down forcefully.

Infinite power blasted out, and boundless, dazzling lightning erupted, seeming as if it would suppress the heavens and earth and destroy the vast cosmos.

"To kill you requires only one arrow!" Lingwu sneered. With a wave of his right hand, two golden flood dragons—jiao—tore through the air, letting out world-shaking dragon roars. They circled once in the starry sky and morphed into an immortal bow.

It was a seventh-grade Immortal Weapon: the Golden Jiao Bow!

It was forged over a hundred years from the sinews and bones of a Luo Tianxian Realm flood dragon—jiao—combined with three hundred types of precious ores. Its power was incredibly strong.

The most astounding feature was the surface of the Golden Jiao Bow: runes carved by Daluo Golden Immortals adorned it, containing the faint, supremely terrifying power of a Dao Law.

"Go!" Lingwu shouted. Exerting force with both arms, a horrifying power burst out. He drew the Golden Jiao Bow, condensing a golden-red arrow that shook the heavens.

Once the arrow appeared, his pupils changed, spinning rapidly like two black holes.

The Heavenly Eye Divine Skill!

This was an incredibly terrifying ocular Divine Skill. It could perceive all things. Once mastered, it could gaze upon the Nine Heavens above and peer into the Unending Hells below. As long as these eyes locked onto a target, it could be found no matter where it fled.

It was precisely because of this divine ability that most members of the Clan of the Heavenly Eye cultivated the Way of Archery.

Killing enemies from billions of miles away!

Lingwu was no exception.

Meanwhile, within the star gate, lay a gigantic space. Mountains stood tall, and pavilions floated in mid-air. Myriad rays of auspicious light shone, clusters of propitious clouds drifted, and an ethereal, misty aura permeated the air, resembling the sacred cultivation ground of an ancient god.

Within one such pavilion stood seven young Chosen Ones. They possessed sturdy physiques, divine auras, and were enveloped by Rhymes in Dao. Their eyes shone brightly as they gazed across the vastness of time and space toward the battlefield in the Red Dragon Starfield.

"Brother Lingwu's strength has increased again!"

"His Extreme Arrow Dao Immortal Law is already faintly touching upon actual Dao Law. I'm afraid it won't be long before he fully comprehends a Dao Law!"

"It seems the rankings on the Saint Heirs' List are about to change!"

A few Chosen Ones of extraordinary birth bantered casually, their expressions calm, as if unworried by the intense battle raging outside.

However, the three figures in the very center did not join the discussion. They gazed at the battlefield with a hint of disdain, as if the fierce battle between Li Yuanba and Lingwu was mere child's play to them.

BOOM!

Just then, the Rumble Drum Golden Hammer, crackling with purple lightning, collided with the golden-red arrow. A deafening explosion thundered out, and a violent, sharp aura spread, shattering the starry sky in all directions.

Subsequently, under everyone's shocked gaze, Lingwu, who stood holding his bow, saw his expression change drastically. As if struck by a heavy blow, he was sent flying backward.

A few moments later, the aftershock dissipated, revealing the scene at the center of the explosion.

Lightning flickered. Li Yuanba, shouldering his Rumble Drum Golden Hammer, hovered in mid-air. His face was calm, his armor shone brightly, and he had not sustained even the slightest injury.

What terrifying power!

Inside the star gate, the discussion ceased.

The seven Chosen Ones' pupils contracted slightly, a trace of apprehension in their eyes. Even the three who had previously disdained the battle now wore grave expressions.

Their cultivation was profound, and they had clearly seen the entire exchange.

The instant Li Yuanba's and Lingwu's attacks collided, a supreme, immense force, like the weight of a world crashing down, had shattered the arrow.

Moreover, after shattering the arrow, this immense force had not disappeared. Instead, it had traversed hundreds of miles of starry sky to strike Lingwu and send him flying.

How terrifying!

They understood Lingwu's strength; he was capable of fighting and killing Golden Immortal experts above his own cultivation level.

Yet, he had still been sent flying by Li Yuanba's hammer. One could only imagine how terrifying Li Yuanba's physical strength truly was.

In the distant starry sky, the countless watching members of the All Clans were horrified. A chill shot up their spines to their Heavenly Spirit Caves, filling them with unease.

Are we going to lose again?

"I told you, I'd smash you into smithereens!" Li Yuanba declared, taking a step forward. His voice was cold, his eyes brutal. Like a death-dealing general from the Asura hells, his murderous intent surged, engulfing the heavens and earth, blanketing the starry sky.

He raised his twin hammers high!

Instantly, thunderclouds gathered in the starry dome. Countless heavenly thunderbolts streaked across, shattering the void and obliterating stars.

"No!"

"I surrender! Stop! Please, stop!"

Faced with this terrifying strike, every hair on Lingwu's body stood on end. He screamed, his entire body trembling, his very soul spasming in terror.

Even now, he still couldn't understand. This Qin Dynasty general was clearly emaciated, almost skeletal, so why was he so ferocious? How could he unleash such colossal power?

WHOOSH!

At that moment, ripples spread across the star gate, which towered billions of feet high. A ray of black light flew out, so faint that it merged with the dark starry sky. Not even a Golden Immortal expert could have detected it.

Simultaneously, within the pavilion inside the star gate, one figure vanished.

This ray of black light was the Saint Heir of the Shadow Tribe. He had comprehended the Dao of Assassination, making him elusive and capable of killing without a trace.

He concealed his aura, traversed the starry sky with utmost caution, and quickly reached the battlefield. He hid behind Li Yuanba, preparing to deliver a fatal blow.

Now is the moment! the Shadow Tribe's Saint Heir thought, a silent snarl in his mind. He flipped his right hand, and a dagger glowing with blue light appeared. He threw it with all his might.

Instantly, a brilliant light of slaughter flashed across the starry sky.

Within the brilliance, the dagger materialized, stabbing toward Li Yuanba's heart at incredible speed, imbued with the ultimate Law of Poison.

If it struck, any Martial Artist below the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm would undoubtedly die.