After the Engagement Was Broken Off, I Was Pursued by Peerless Holy Maidens - Chapter 88:

Chapter 88: He’s Severing His Own Path to Sovereignty?!

“No… impossible! The power behind those techniques is absurd! Has he really mastered five major elemental rules—blade, sword, lightning, sound, and talisman?”

The Master of Ten Thousand Graves trembled with fear.

Even someone like him, buried for countless eras and clawed back from a coffin, had never seen a 9th stage Heaven Grade Martial Saint who could control five elemental rules at once!

“Unbelievable. He’s walking the reverse path of a Martial Saint? Could it be he’s given up on reaching the Martial Sovereign Realm altogether?”

“No. A natural imperial body has almost no bottleneck breaking through to the Martial Sovereign Realm. He probably thinks that with such a physique, he can afford to recklessly cultivate multiple elemental rules!”

“Five elemental rules… even if the imperial body removes bottlenecks, this chaotic approach makes breaking through harder than it is for us. What an arrogant fool!”

“Instead of wasting time ranting, maybe you should think more about how to survive.”

Xia Feng stared down coldly at the ten holy masters below.

He still hadn’t used all of his methods.

After expending his talismans, Xia Feng inhaled deeply, using the Supreme Codex to rapidly absorb the spiritual energy of the heavens and earth.

Then, a green-blue staff appeared in his hand. It was a low-grade sacred weapon he had taken from Longxiang Holy Land, which he had deliberately saved during the refining of the Snow Clear Sword.

“Heavenly Principle of Life—Prison of Vitality!”

Xia Feng recalled the scene when Xiao Qingxue used this technique on Yunshan. With forty-nine life laws mastered, the technique now came to him with ease.

The next second, two silver-glowing cages erupted beneath the feet of two holy masters.

Their expressions changed. They frantically attacked the cages, trying to shatter them.

But even their full strength only caused the cages to tremble slightly. Far from being broken.

What terrified them more—was the undeniable sensation that their life force was slowly being drained away by that white light!

“It’s too slow. Compared to the time when Xiao Xue drained Yunshan’s five thousand years of life in an instant, this only drains a thousand years in half an hour?”

Xia Feng frowned, muttering to himself.

“A Martial Saint has a lifespan of 100,000 years. It’ll take nearly five days to completely drain them.”

In actual battle, this “Prison of Vitality” lost some of its edge—but its benefits were still undeniable.

Its defensive power was excellent, it could imprison even Heaven Grade Martial Saints, and it gradually drained their life force, weakening them over time.

Xia Feng’s doubts mainly came from his lack of systematic understanding of the Principle of Life.

But life energy—something so closely tied to the Heavenly Dao itself—being fully drained in five days from a 5th stage Heaven Grade Martial Saint, was already a heaven-defying technique.

The only reason Xiao Qingxue had been able to instantly age Yunshan to death that day was because of her overwhelming superiority in cultivation.

Yet here Xia Feng was—only a 9th stage Heaven Grade Martial Saint—already capable of killing a 5th stage Heaven Grade Martial Saint in just five days.

Such power over life and death would leave even Spirit Holy Land, the top life-element holy land, utterly speechless!

“Bastard! Let go of the Joyous Harmony Holy Master and the Dragonblood Holy Master!” someone roared.

“Heh, do you think that’s possible?” Xia Feng sneered.

Two were heavily injured. Two were trapped. The remaining six—weren’t worth worrying about.

“As Stone Sheng said, this guy is too bizarre… he’s even cultivated the Principle of Life!”

The Hundred Forms Holy Master exclaimed, a trace of panic in his voice.

“He’s insane! Truly insane! Is he actually cutting off his own path to Sovereignty?!”

“No, no! Please spare me, I beg you!”

The Joyous Harmony Holy Master, Bai Yanran, looked up in terror.

As she felt her life force drain away, her voice finally softened into desperate pleading.

Xia Feng glanced at her.

Then, his body trembled slightly. A cold smile crossed his lips, and a silver glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at her again.

Bai Yanran froze.

Then her entire body slackened, and she gazed at Xia Feng in a trance.

In her eyes, Xia Feng suddenly appeared impossibly majestic—handsome beyond reason—her absolute ideal.

Though she had cultivated for tens of thousands of years, she suddenly felt like a young girl falling in love for the first time.

“He’s… so domineering. So handsome…”

This seductive demoness abandoned all struggle.

She surrendered completely to the life prison, as though she’d forgotten her identity as a holy master—sitting down quietly like a girl in spring, staring dreamily at her beloved.

“Trying to charm me?” Xia Feng landed gently on the ground.

“You’re only a 5th stage Heaven Grade Martial Saint. How many enchantment laws have you even comprehended?”

Wherever he walked, Bai Yanran’s gaze followed him, her face slack with infatuation.

Xia Feng ignored her. He turned, grinning cruelly, and began walking toward the remaining eight holy masters.

“Damn it! Just how many elemental paths has he cultivated?!”

One of the masters faltered.

Every one of Xia Feng’s abilities surpassed what a 9th stage Heaven Grade Martial Saint should be capable of.

They began to wonder—could they even defeat him, even if they fought together?

“Stop hesitating! There’s no more room for secrets—use everything you’ve got! If we can’t take him down today, we won’t survive another day!”

The Eightfold Holy Master clutched his chest, his pale face twisted with rage.

His words snapped the others out of their daze.

Yes—from the moment they sent Earth Grade Martial Saints to assassinate Xia Feng, there was no turning back.

Especially now—if they failed to kill him here and escaped, their sects would never be able to stop him later!

“Eightfold Holy Master is right—everyone, attack together!”

The Cloud Sword Holy Master, severely wounded, was the first to respond. He lunged forward, unleashing his strongest move.

“High-grade Sacred Martial Skill—Ten Thousand Swords Become One!”

With his roar, all the spiritual energy around Xia Feng began to tremble.

Countless spirit swords formed from the air, flying toward Xia Feng like a storm!

The sheer number of swords was overwhelming. Even the other masters looked on with visible apprehension.

“High-grade Sacred Martial Skill—Nine Abyss Coffin Burial!”

The old master of Ten Thousand Graves clapped his hands together.

His spiritual energy surged, distorting the very space around them.

The once clear sky turned pitch black, and the ground flooded with deathly aura.

Then—nine ancient coffins appeared in the sky, each creaking ominously open and all aimed directly at Xia Feng.

In an instant, the Xuanwu Platform was swallowed in a terrifying, eerie atmosphere…