Chapter 1239: All Manifestations Star Banner! (1/2)

Moments later, a profound look appeared in Nie Tian’s eyes. “A Phantasm grand patriarch.”

Through communication with the five evil gods and the Spirit Pearl’s soul, he learned that a Phantasm grand patriarch was on his way here.

The Spirit Pearl’s soul also informed Nie Tian that that Phantasm grand patriarch had a Spirit Pearl as well.

“Do we go to the Frigid Depths, Nie Tian?” Yin Xingtian asked.

“That has to wait.” Nie Tian looked into the frosty mist in the direction the Spirit Pearl’s soul showed him. “There’s a small problem.”

What the Spirit Pearl’s soul was sensing originated from its connection to that other Spirit Pearl. Neither Mo Qianfan nor Yin Xingtian had sensed anything.

Mo Qianfan snorted disdainfully. “What problem? Unless Grand Monarch Ice Bones comes for us himself, I doubt that anyone that’s currently in the Domain of Frigid Depths can pose a threat!”

“A Phantasm grand patriarch whose bloodline is a step away from entering the tenth grade,” Nie Tian said.

“A Phantasm grand patriarch whose bloodline is a step away from entering the tenth grade...” Yin Xingtian searched in his memory. Then, his eyes suddenly lit up. “Kleist! Kleist is the only Phantasm who has a chance to enter the tenth grade right now!”

“Grand Patriarch Evil Phantom, Kleist!” Mo Qianfan also exclaimed softly.

Nie Tian was taken aback. “Are you sure that the Phantasm grand patriarch coming here is Kleist?”

Both Yin Xingtian and Mo Qianfan knew that Nie Tian’s Spirit Pearl was originally a powerful magical treasure of the Phantasms, and that he had the ability to communicate with its soul. They nodded simultaneously.

“If what you said is correct, the only Phantasm grand patriarch who’s currently on the verge of advancing to the tenth grade is Grand Patriarch Evil Phantom, Kleist.” Yin Xingtian assured him.

“How strong is this grand patriarch?” Nie Tian asked.

Yin Xingtian narrowed his eyes, his aura gradually building up. “His power is widely revered. However, I reckon he and I will be well-matched in battle if there’s going to be one.”

Surprised, Nie Tian asked, “He’s as strong as you are?”

Yin Xingtian nodded slightly. “Yeah. After all, he has the best chance to become the next Phantasm to enter the tenth grade.”

“Is he here because of you?” Mo Qianfan asked.

“I suppose so,” Nie Tian answered.

WHOOSH!

As they spoke, a streak of misty cyan light shuttled through the frosty white mist, covering thousands of kilometers with every passing second.

“He’s here!” Now that he was closer to them, Mo Qianfan and Yin Xingtian sensed a flesh aura that was unique to the Phantasms.

After them, Master Pure Metal, Lord Green Wood, and the other Saint domain experts also sensed Kleist’s flesh aura successively.

Nie Tian braced himself with a serious expression.

Finally, the streak of misty cyan light flew to the area where Nie Tian and the others were.

After the misty cyan light cleared, a well-dressed, handsome Phantasm emerged. Floating in front of his chest was another Spirit Pearl.

Reflections of Nie Tian, Yin Xingtian, Mo Qianfan, and everyone else appeared in the prismatic crystal between his eyebrows.

“Nie Tian, a Son of the Stars, Mo Qianfan, the sectmaster of the Heavenly Thunder Sect, Yin Xingtian, the sectmaster of the Streamcloud Sword Sect.” With these words, he laid his eyes on Master Pure Metal and Lord Green Wood. “I’m not familiar with who you are. Even though you’re also at the Saint domain, you apparently haven’t made your names in the human world.”

He didn’t know who Master Pure Metal and the others were, and thus assumed that they were nobodies.

However, Master Pure Metal and Lord Green Wood recognized him. Eyes filled with apprehension, they whispered.

“Grand Patriarch Evil Phantom!”

“It’s him indeed!”

Kleist was at the peak of the ninth grade, which matched the humans’ late Saint domain. However, Master Pure Metal and Lord Green Wood were well-aware that even the two of them together wouldn’t be able to defeat Kleist in battle.

If Mo Qianfan and Yin Xingtian hadn’t been here, they wouldn’t have had the courage to stay and face him.

“You’re here because of me, right?” Nie Tian asked. “Given the grade of your bloodline, you should have been able to sense the strength of those around me before you came close. As a Phantasm, aren’t you afraid of appearing in a human domain by yourself for whatever reason?”

A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of Kleist’s mouth. “Afraid of whom? Them? You think just the few of them will scare me?”

Upon hearing this, Mo Qianfan activated his dharma idol, giving rise to a loud rumble.

As tall as a mountain peak, his dharma idol had lightning bolts wrapped around it. Like a god of lightning from some ancient myth, it looked down at Kleist with countless lightning wisps slithering through its fingers, as if it could annihilate any living being at any time.