Bai Qing’er had completely absorbed the Primeval Chaos Saintwill into the Macroworld that had appeared after Zionwraith had fallen. It had become a continent within the primordial chaos, and her aura had significantly increased.

She was slightly disappointed. “So it’s just a corner of the Macroworld. No wonder Zionwraith could use its body to carry it. Huh? What is that?”

Her beautiful eyes looked through the chaos.

The ten Gates of Destiny in the sky had all retreated. Only a blinding ball of flame flew toward her at an unparalleled speed, giving her an unprecedented sense of danger.

Lord Wu Yue’s body was burnt to a golden color in flames. His hair turned into sparks and scattered. His skin shattered into pieces. The Sainthood Source in his sea of Qi released destructive ripples that shook the entire starry sky.

This was the last shimmering light of his life!

He had no choice but to die together with Bai Qing’er because her strength was far beyond their expectations. If no one made a sacrifice, all of them would die here.

And it had to be Lord Wu Yue.

Even if other Paramount Realm Supreme Saints wanted to die together and self-destruct their Sainthood Source, Bai Qing’er would not give them a chance.

As for Xing Luo, he was the former Scion of the Fane of Destiny. He was the only pillar of support for the Fane of Destiny. Under the circumstances where Wuma Jiuxing, Xue Lingxian, and Ji Fanxin appeared one after another, Xing Luo could not die. Only he could support the final dignity of the Fane of Destiny.

At this moment, Lord Wu Yue’s speed was not weaker than that of a god. Bai Qing’er naturally could not avoid it.

Flying within a thousand miles of Bai Qing’er, Lord Wu Yue’s heart calmed down. He said with a carefree smile, “If Scion Yu Qiu hadn’t died, why would the Fane of Destiny be so aggrieved? Forget it. Today, I’ll take your life and destroy you.”

“You do have some integrity. Unfortunately, even if you die today, you won’t be able to stop me. No one can escape.”

Bai Qing’er did not escape. Instead, she turned into a beam of white light and charged toward Lord Wu Yue.

Sixty-five bronze chimes surrounded her delicate body. The chaotic Qi turned into a cocoon of light, making her seem like an embryonic universe.

Six hundred miles away, Bai Qing’er struck out with her palm.

Lord Wu Yue also struck out with her palm. The power of her palm print was no weaker than Bai Qing’er’s. In fact, it was even slightly stronger.

BOOM!

The two palms collided, forming a bright and dazzling light wave.

Xing Luo held the Destiny Halberd in one hand and the Ominous Blade in the other. He turned his head and looked back. His eyes revealed a complicated expression. There was grief, humiliation, ruthlessness, and admiration.

BOOM!

Following that, a light wave that was ten times more terrifying than the previous two palm strikes exploded. Its power was brilliant. Wherever it spread, space collapsed like it was made of paper.

The ten Supreme Saints stood in the void and looked solemn.

Before they came, no one would have thought that the enemy would be so terrifying that they could force Lord Wu Yue to self-destruct.

After a long silence, a four-eyed Paramount Realm Supreme Saint said, “The aura of Ji Fanxin has disappeared! She must have perished together with Lord Wu Yue.”

“Lord Wu Yue is the strongest Lord of Destiny of the Destiny Division. He is the most powerful existence below the divinity. His self-destruction of his Sainthood Source is enough to threaten the life of a pseudo god. Even if Ji Fanxin was a Yuanhui-level genius, she would have been annihilated at a close distance.”

Cang Sheng, who had the Nether Moonwheel behind him, said, “Actually, Lord Wu Yue doesn’t need to self-destruct his Sainthood Source. If we use all of our secret techniques and burn our lifespan in battle, we might have a chance of winning.”

Several Supreme Saints nodded. They also felt that Lord Wu Yue should not be in such a hurry to decide.

After all, with Lord Wu Yue’s talent and cultivation, he had a high chance of breaking through to godhood.

If he self-detonated, the Fane of Destiny would lose half a true God.

Xing Luo wasn’t as optimistic as they were. He knew that even if there was only a 10% chance of escaping, Lord Wu Yue wouldn’t choose to self-detonate.

If Xing Luo hadn’t seen Zhang Ruochen and Gong Nanfeng in the Sevenstar Imperial Palace and realized that the Tensho Compass might have fallen into Ji Fanxin’s hands, he wouldn’t have stayed. Instead, he would have fled with the ten Supreme Saints.

Xing Luo gave an order to the ten Supreme Saints. “You guys go first. I’ll go investigate.”

“Your Highness, you don’t have to be so careful, do you? Such terrifying destructive energy can’t kill her?” Cang Sheng said.

Cang Sheng knew why Xing Luo had let them leave first because he was worried that Ji Fanxin wasn’t dead.

“The Tensho Compass must be in Ji Fanxin’s hands. It probably fell into the void after Ji Fanxin died. We have to rush over and find it.”

“That’s right. Once it is lost into the void, it will be tough to find it.”

…

Xing Luo looked at the space destroyed by Lord Wu Yue’s self-destruction and hesitated.

It was challenging for him to find the Tensho Compass in the void alone. If he had the help of the other ten Supreme Saints, the chances of finding the divine artifact would increase greatly.

However, he was worried that Ji Fanxin was not dead. He hid in the void and waited for them to take the bait.

Cang Sheng saw through Xing Luo’s worries. He said, “If Your Highness has any concerns, you can stay here with everyone else. I will go to that void to investigate. If I am certain that Ji Fanxin is dead, it will not be too late for everyone to enter together. If Ji Fanxin is not dead, Hehe. Then, I will self-detonate my Sainthood Source and see if she can continue to hold on.”

Everyone agreed and felt that this was the best way.

Suddenly, Xing Luo’s body tensed up as he looked up.

Above their heads, a Dimensional Rift that was hundreds of feet long appeared. A white-robed Ji Fanxin flew out from within. The sixty-five bronze chimes around her spun slowly and automatically played an ear-splitting battle tune.

The ten Supreme Saints were all shocked.

She said, “There’s no need to go through so much trouble. There’s no need for any tricks to kill you all.”

Bai Qing’er spread her arms and urged all the bronze chimes to fly out. With a 300-mile boundary, they formed a circle.

Initially, there were 65 chimes, but 4,225 bell-shaped light figures appeared. As all the chimes spun, the number of bell-shaped light figures increased. They turned into 17,850,000.

Including Xing Luo, all the cultivators of the Fane of Destiny were enveloped by the bell-shaped light figures.

The bells ringing entered their ears and rushed straight into their minds, shaking their Saint Souls.

Even though the Saint Soul of the Paramount Realm Supreme Saint was extremely powerful, under the attack of the chimes, it still gave them a splitting headache. It was difficult for them to gather their soul power, not to mention use their powers.

“So, she is an Archsaint Array Master.”

Under the Divine Ghost Mask, Xing Luo revealed a bitter smile.

Lord Wu Yue had managed to obtain a chance for them to escape by self-detonating his Sainthood Source. However, because of his wishful thinking, he did not choose to escape with the ten Paramount Realm Supreme Saints. He deserved his fate.

How could there be so many flukes in the world?

The 65 bronze chimes were engraved with inscriptions of formations.

Bai Qing’er used her 69.5-level spiritual power and the endless power of heaven and earth to activate it.

“This ancient formation is called the Echoes of Heaven Formation. Are you convinced if I use it to kill you, Xing Luo?” Bai Qing’er looked down at Xing Luo, who was wearing a mask in the center of the formation. However, her tone was extremely calm.

“Take this!”

Xing Luo gritted his teeth. Starlight burst out from his body and immediately activated his secret technique to burn his lifespan.

Only by doing so could Xing Luo break through the formation.

“It’s useless! If you weren’t in the formation, you might still have the strength to fight. As for now, you only have one way to break through and become a deity. Otherwise, you will die without a doubt.”

A sea of flowers appeared beneath Bai Qing’er’s feet. Her tone seemed as if victory was within her grasp. Yet, it also seemed like she was intentionally trying to strike Xing Luo’s confidence.

Xing Luo’s state of mind was not affected. He brandished his Ominous Blade and attacked.

Breaking through to become a god?

This was Bai Qing’er’s psychological tactic!

Breaking through to become a god required a quiet, stable environment that was not disturbed by anything. Even under such circumstances, the probability of Xing Luo successfully breaking through to become a god did not exceed 50%.

Under such circumstances, if one chose to break through, they would definitely fail and die.

They might as well fight to the death. There might still be a chance.

A bronze chime flew out from the formation and clashed with the Ominous Blade.

THUMP!

Powerful sound waves reverberated within the formation.

The ten Supreme Saints were shaken until their internal organs were shattered. They spat out large mouthfuls of blood.

As they were trapped in the Echoes of Heaven Formation, the Supreme Saints seemed to have turned into mortals. They had no way of retaliating. At this moment, they were filled with regret. If they had known earlier, they would have fled as fast as they could when Lord Wu Yue ordered them to stop Ji Fanxin.

The Supreme Saints could only blame themselves. They had never seen a Paramount Realm Yuanhui-level genius and did not understand how powerful the enemy was.

It was too late to regret.

…

The Sevenstar Imperial Palace flew not far away.

Fei Zhong stood on the stairs and looked at the battlefield. He was stunned.

When Lord Wu Yue self-destructed with his Sainthood Source, Fei Zhong immediately ran into the Sevenstar Imperial Palace. He used the palace’s defensive array to block the aftermath of the destruction. He thought that Bai Qing’er had been killed. He was still considering whether he should attack Zhang Ruochen immediately.

Who would have thought that the situation would be like this?

‘He’s too powerful. He must be invincible below divinity. Once he breaks through to divinity, he’ll be a powerhouse in divinity.’ Fei Zhong was extremely shocked. He had a new understanding of the strongest power below the divine realm.

Gong Nanfeng’s eyes were dazed. Like a puppet, he chanted, “It’s over, it’s over. The Fane of Destiny will suffer an unprecedented blow. This era is too monstrous. I can’t predict it. I can’t at all.”

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the palace straight. He carefully observed the formation made of 65 bronze bells. Deep thought appeared in his eyes.

Previously, he had actually been paying attention to the battlefield. He was very emotional.

Lord Wu Yue’s determined self-detonation of the Sainthood Source profoundly affected his heart.

How could other cultivators choose to self-detonate if they had a choice?

‘Is this the belief in destiny that allows them to disregard life and death?’ Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently and sighed.

Bai Qing’er could endure Lord Wu Yue’s self-destruction not because she had reached a place where she could disregard Lord Wu Yue, but because when she hit the first palm, she tore the gap, hiding in the emptiness, leaving only a fake body in the outer world.

Of course, even if she had hidden in the void, she could not avoid being killed.

She had relied on the world where she had absorbed the Primeval Chaos Saintwill to block the destructive energy. The world that belonged to Zionwraith had been destroyed by her self-destruction. It turned into continents that floated in the void.

Bai Qing’er used at least five defensive methods to block her self-destruction. This allowed Zhang Ruochen to see her many trump cards clearly.

…

Three Supreme Saints had already been killed in the formation.

Their Paramount physique had been shattered. All the precepts had been refined by the formation. Even their saint souls had been destroyed by the sound waves. Only the Sainthood Source remained in the void. It was still indestructible.

The remaining seven Paramount Realm Supreme Saints gradually adapted to the environment of the formation. They secretly activated the power in their bodies.

The seven stood in seven mysterious positions and formed a combined attack formation. More than ten trillion precepts circulated around them and turned into a Nether River of Precepts that crashed into the southeast corner of the formation.

They deduced that that was the weakest point of the Echoes of Heaven Formation.

Bai Qing’er’s finger moved slightly, and immediately, thirteen bronze chimes rushed out of the formation and crashed into the Nether River of Precepts.

BOOM! BOOM!

When the 10th bronze chime struck, the Nether River of Precepts was shattered, and the seven Supreme Saints were sent flying.

The remaining three bronze chimes hit the three Supreme Saints and turned them into three clouds of blood mist. Both their bodies and souls were destroyed.

No one knew what grade of treasure the bronze chimes were. Even if they had a Supreme Saint’s life force, they would die instantly once they touched it. They would not be able to form a new body.

The remaining four Paramount Realm Supreme Saints were extremely desperate. Their eyes were red, and their anger soared to the sky.

Xing Luo alone could withstand most of the Echoes of Heaven Formation attacks. His Paramount physique had already been damaged several times. However, his body was powerful, and his physique was extraordinary. He was still able to withstand the attacks head-on.

Fei Zhong was both excited and emotional. He said, “Every Paramount Realm Supreme Saint is peerless. They can decide the outcome of a small-scale battle. However, in front of Lady Bai, they are like puny ants. They can be killed with a raise of her hand.”

Gong Nanfeng was so angry that he was trembling. He argued, “If I were Bai Qing’er, I would never force them into a hopeless situation. In this way, they only have one way to self-detonate their Sainthood Source. Scion Xing Luo and the four Supreme Saints self-detonate. No powerful array can stop them. Bai Qing’er will die for sure.”

Zhang Ruochen’s voice came from behind Gong Nanfeng. “No, Bai Qing’er will not die. Didn’t you predict that Bai Qing’er’s real body isn’t near the formation? It’s just a fake body condensed by the Power of Origin to paralyze the cultivators of the Fane of Destiny. In fact, Bai Qing’er is thousands of miles away in space.”

Gong Nanfeng didn’t like Zhang Ruochen. He felt that the Fane of Destiny’s defeat today was all because of him.

How could the Fane of Destiny have lost so miserably if he hadn’t stood by and watched?

The Scion and Lord Wu Yue had fallen, and the ten Supreme Saints had all been wiped out. Today was destined to shake heaven and Hell. Who knew how big a shock it would cause.

Zhang Ruochen ignored Gong Nanfeng’s gaze. He summoned the Ugyen Cudgel. Golden light burst out from his body, and divine power surged outward.

“Zhang Ruochen, what do you want?” Fei Zhong shouted coldly.

“Move aside. Get out of my way.”

Zhang Ruochen swung and broke through Fei Zhong’s protective Precept Domain and struck his abdomen. He was flying and crashed into a sacred pillar of the Sevenstar Imperial Palace.

Then, 12 blood wings grew out of Zhang Ruochen’s back. A tiger shadow followed behind him. His battle intent surged as he flew toward the Echoes of Heaven Formation.

At this time, he had to act.

No matter what, Xing Luo could not die.