Chapter 1438 The Last Scheme (2/2)
The Saints of both the Sacred Race and all-heavens blanched because they knew what the scene represented. Their three lotus flowers were severed and their foundations were destroyed!
Only a ray of divine light slashed across the air, but two prime Saints’ foundations were damaged. What astonishing power!
Mo Jie and Hei Zhao also didn’t look good. Yaoyao’s slash brought more harm to them that the Chaos Origin Sacred Killer Array and the joint attacks from Cang Yuan and the others.
The person in front them was worthy of being called a divine god. Even if she hadn’t fully recovered, her power was still superior to mighty Saint power.
“As expected of prime Saints with a deep foundation. You even withstood the Three Flower Slash.” Yaoyao nodded and fluttered her slender fingers in the air. Ripples suddenly bloomed in the air.
Chaos frantically surged in one of her Sacred Eye and rays of divine light quickly gathered around her fingertips. Each one carried an indescribable lingering charm as if it could be traced back to the beginning of the world.
That scene could make any Saint shudder with fear, and even prime Saint Mo Jie and Hei Zhao wore fearful looks. But more than that, there was determination.
“Since you entered Cangxuan Heaven, you must have prepared to die. Since that’s the case, I will fulfil your wish.” Yaoyao pointed her finger at them.
Divine light whizzed out again, slashing through the air.
Facing the endless divine light descending, Mo Jie and Hei Zhao exchanged a glance, took a deep breath and stretched out their hands As their hands came into contact, a seal was formed in the other.
A fanatical expression emerged on their faces.
“When our god descends, it is the day of our resurrection!”
While many all-heavens Saints stood terrified, raging fire rose from Mo Jie and Hei Zhao. Before the divine light neared them, the Saint lotus on their shoulders and head were blazing.
The two prime Saints chose to self-ignite their Saint lotus!
Boom!
As the two prime Saints self-ignited their Saint lotus, everyone felt two gushes of terrifying power converging, rising, and stirring the universe Genesis Qi in the entire Cangxuan Heaven.
An indescribable pressure shrouded every corner of Cangxuan Heaven.
The divine light slashed down but as it touched the raging flames, a metallic clang resounded. Zhou Yuan, Cang Yuan and the others couldn’t stop their expressions from changing because they realized a strange force had eliminated the divine light in an instant.
They stared intently at Mo Jie and Hei Zhao and saw a rusty and mottled broken black spear suspended in the distorted space.
As the black spear appeared, the world suddenly dimmed and a powerful but primitive aura filled the air.
Under that aura, Zhou Yuan felt Cangxuan Heaven quaking and universe Genesis Qi going out of control. It was as though even the world was terrified.
What kind of existence could make a world that terrified?
With an overcast face, Zhou Yuan stared intently at the broken black spear that made blood-colored tears flow from his eyes when he just looked at it. Mo Jie and Hei Zhao sacrificed their bodies to provide strength for that object
Since two prime Saints were willing to pay such a disastrous price for that object, the master of it was self-evident.
Who else would it be besides the Sacred Race’s Sacred God?!
Clearly, the Sacred Race went to such efforts and even sacrificed two prime Saints to summon the rusty and mottled spear, which otherwise would have been corroded by time.
As Yaoyao, who was hovering in the air, peered at the black broken spear, her icy and beautiful face finally rippled. She moved her red lips and her cold voice rang out, “That is the God Annihilation Spear. Back in the ancient times, when the Sacred God started the world-ending war, he also awakened the Ancestral Dragon’s will left in the depths of the world. With the God Annihilation Spear, the Sacred God fought the Ancestral Dragon’s will and the spear was broken in the end…
“And now the God Annihilation Spear reappeared…”
Yaoyao's silky waterfall-like hair swayed with the wind and a corner of her dress fluttered. Her words chilled all Saints of all-heavens.
“It seems you’re not far from fully awakening. Is that right, Sacred God?”
Her last sentence was directed at the broken black spear.