The Chance to Take the Seven Great Saints

The grand battle was over, but some minor matters remained unfinished.

Chen Xia turned around, still holding half a fairy sword, and stared straight at Divine Realm Prince and Jian Er.

His crimson left eye was full of killing intent, not knowing if it was from his murderous aura or if he was truly dissatisfied with them.

Divine Realm Prince was stunned at first, then put both hands in his pockets, turned his head away, whistled, and sighed.

"Today's wind is quite clamorous."

"What wind?" Jian Er asked in confusion.

"Don't call me," Divine Realm Prince spat out lightly, then shook his head and said, "You know, I disdain such despicable means like gang beating, let alone participate."

"Then do you want to fight one-on-one?" Jian Er asked again, while glancing at Chen Xia not far away.

Divine Realm Prince shook his head, "Another day, I'm not in good shape today."

He had arrogance, but wasn't stupid. He could clearly distinguish between one-on-one fights and being beaten together. Moreover, no matter how arrogant he was, he had to fight someone on the same level. This Chen Xia had truly surpassed the norm.

In just 1,700 years, he had become like this. He must have obtained some great opportunity and taken the first step on the road to transcendence and sanctification.

Even if he hadn't become a quasi-saint yet, as long as he had glimpsed the path of transcendence and sanctification, he was no longer the same as them who were still in the Heaven Mending Realm. He was on a higher level.

It's better to wait until he himself transcended and became a saint, then think about fighting again.

Divine Realm Prince thought to himself, and his body did not linger any longer as he quickly flashed away.

Only Jian Er was left among the outstanding talents present.

Chen Xia looked him up and down and raised his eyebrows, "What did you promise me back then?"

Jian Er frowned with a very helpless expression, not knowing how to explain, he could only shake his head and say, "It was because of my incompetence, I had no choice."

He didn't dare to argue with the current Chen Xia.

"He did help us several times."

Xu Zhen briefly said from the back.

Chen Xia nodded, "Then just go back and wait for the news about your lifebound sword."

He didn't say when he would return it either, and Jian Er didn't dare to ask. He nodded and then also turned to leave.

The watching cultivators saw that it was over and didn't dare to watch any longer. They all left, afraid that Chen Xia would randomly kill them. After all, the way he had just killed the emperor's true biography was too terrifying, it was like killing a chicken.

Only three people were left.

Chen Xia put away the flying sword, turned around and went to Ma Xiaohong's side, looked her up and down, and his expression was stunned again. He shook his head, not knowing what to say.

But Ma Xiaohong smiled instead, with a joyful expression,

"It's okay, it's okay. I feel like I still have many years to live. It's just that my hair has turned a little white, no big deal. Aren't there many magic arts? I can make it other colors in the future."

When she spoke with a smile, there were subtle wrinkles squeezed out at the corners of her eyes that showed her aging.

"Of course." Chen Xia nodded lightly to comfort her, and asked gently after calming his emotions, "What color do you like?"

Ma Xiaohong frowned, her soft little face deep in thought. After a long pause, she asked softly, "Pink...is pink okay?"

"Okay." Chen Xia nodded, and curiously asked back, "Do you like pink?"

"Not really." Ma Xiaohong shook her head. "I just heard that other young girls like pink. If I can make my hair pink, then I should be considered a young girl too, haha."

She knew how to comfort herself.

"Of course." Chen Xia nodded with a light laugh.

Xu Zhen came walking gently through the air. Her eyes stopped on Ma Xiaohong's white hair, and her expression was also slightly stunned. Then she said,

"There are quite a few elixirs for replenishing vitality in Mount Penglai Immortal Sect. I’ll bring them all to you when I go back."

"No need, no need." Ma Xiaohong quickly waved her hand, and added for fear of rejecting Xu Zhen's kindness, "Just bring a little elixir, that's enough."

Chen Xia followed up on her words. With his hands behind his back, he looked at the dim starry sky,

He knew how to refine pills and had refined quite a few elixirs before, and had also given Ma Xiaohong many to eat.

Now that it had come to this, how many more elixirs that could increase her lifespan would still take effect on Ma Xiaohong?

Chen Xia didn't really know either. He would go back and ask Wang Yangzi later. He was about to become a Dan Dao saint, so he should know more.

As for what needed to be done now, it should be to help Xu Zhen obtain this supreme yin saint opportunity.

Chen Xia took a step forward.

In the starry sky, a huge dragon's head appeared, carrying him.

"Let's go."

He beckoned to Xu Zhen and Ma Xiaohong.

The weak daylight had almost completely disappeared, barely shining into the Great Death Domain.

News of the eighth saint relic had already spread before the seventh one was even finished.

The death sea stars occasionally erupted more and more violently. Looking from afar, some cultivators seemed to see an upright figure in the death sea stars.

The ruins of an emperor.

All cultivators understood that the first phase of the Great Death Domain was about to end. What followed would no longer be the stage for outstanding talents, but the true descent of saints.

Now they could only wait quietly.

The outstanding talents from large sects were naturally happy. If their elders came, they would definitely have an advantage in this Great Death Domain, with protectors.

Some grassroots dark horses were extremely worried, afraid that the achievements they had barely accumulated would be wiped out with a slap from the suddenly arrived saints.

Everyone had their own thoughts.

But at least the second opening of the Great Death Domain hadn't arrived yet.

So it was still the outstanding talents fighting.

The ownership of the seventh saint relic was no surprise at all, firmly taken by Xu Zhen.

Mainly because Chen Xia was backing up Xu Zhen. Which other cultivator dared to come and snatch it?

Even several top outstanding talents joining forces didn't beat Chen Xia, let alone even touch him.

The Heaven Rankings were updated extremely quickly. Chen Xia's ranking instantly rose to first place. It could be described in one sentence.

Transcending the mortal realm...?

With a question mark, it meant it was not confirmed yet, but it was not far off.

Not only was the seventh saint relic taken by Xu Zhen, but the eighth one was hers as well.

In addition, Chen Xia was still looking everywhere for the whereabouts of Little Supreme Being and Lord of Thousand Stars, claiming that he wanted to take their saint opportunities as well.

If he wanted to kill Little Supreme Being and Lord of Thousand Stars, others didn't have any objections. It was just that his words about taking all the saint opportunities really provoked public outrage, so people tried to reason with Chen Xia.

The one who reasoned with Chen Xia, having a bit of a relationship with him, was Jian Er. It was his first time reasoning with someone. He smiled at Chen Xia and said,

"Everyone says that you taking all the opportunities violates the Heavenly Dao and is against the rules."

"Who said that?" Chen Xia asked back.

Jian Er frowned, also wondering, "I don't know, anyway it wasn't me. I'm quite supportive of you taking all the opportunities, it's just that some other cultivators have voiced opposition."

Chen Xia was silent for a moment, hands behind his back, and said,

"Do you know, since I was little, I've heard a legend that collecting seven saint opportunities can make a wish come true."

"Really?" Jian Er was a little surprised.

"Fake." Chen Xia shook his head and laughed, "I just want seven saint opportunities."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked Jian Er again, "You are a cultivator from the Supreme Realm, do you know where Little Supreme Being is hiding?"

"No news." Jian Er shook his head. This was the truth.

"Hmm." Chen Xia didn't expect to get any news from asking either. He gazed at the starry sky as if talking to himself,

"The sky looks nice."

"Does it?" Jian Er looked at the dim starry sky, very puzzled.

Chen Xia patted him on the shoulder and sighed,

"You'll understand when you reach my age."

He turned and left.