Chapter 50: The Awakening of Saint Qilin's Killing Intent

  "Notify all the other divine beast clans in Lin Ze Continent, spread this person's image, and trespass on our Tian Di Divine Beast's territory, provoke the dignity of our Tian Di Divine Beast. If he does that, then he will have to bear the pursuit of killing by all the Tian Di Divine Beasts in Lin Ze Continent." Finally, it was still the nine-tailed divine fox old ancestor who had looked harmonious just now, but now his face was full of murderous intent.

  "Yes!" The crowd replied in unison.

  This Xiangluan grass, although there are tens of millions of plants, is the spiritual grass known as Huixian grass in the Southern Ocean's forces. However, it's a case of too many monks and not enough porridge. Due to the refreshing and mind-clearing effects of Xiangluan grass, various forces in the Southern Ocean all want to trade with the Shenhu tribe, if not for the intimidation of Lin Zezhou's several Heavenly Earth Holy Beasts, they would have snatched it away.

  Moreover, Xiang Luan Cao is extremely difficult to transplant elsewhere, and even if successful, its growth will be extremely slow. Only the Ling Slope Mountain Spirit Fox clan has a secret method to promote its growth.

  What's most important is that the Xiang Luan grass can purify their bloodline, having an enormous effect on the evolution of the Ling Po Shan Shen Hu tribe's tails, far surpassing decades of bitter cultivation.

  The longer the years of Xiangyun grass, the deeper and thicker the pink silk threads on the grass will become, and its efficacy will also be more effective. Some Xiangyun grass has an effect even on the elders, Xiangyun grass can be said to be the sacred medicine of their Lingpo Mountain Shenyu tribe.

  Every Xiang Luan grass is extremely precious, and the longer it takes, the stronger its effect. Therefore, the Xiang Luan grass traded outside is not high in years. However, this time Yang Le took away only 10,000 Xiang Luan grasses, but their years are also considerable, with the highest being over a million years old and the lowest being over 100,000 years old.

  In just a month, the entire Lin Zezhou's Tian Di Shou Beast tribe was circulating a rumor that a despicable demon had sneaked into the Ling Po Mountain Jiu Wei Hu clan to steal the Xiang Luan Cao, and his image was also spreading among many beasts.

  It can be said that Yang Le became the most wanted person in Lin Zezhou, the overlord of the southern part of Hongyuan, and a celebrity known to all major forces in the southern part of Hongyuan and Nanhai!

  Yang Le actually brought Xia Lin and Qiu Ming two women to appreciate the scenery of Nanfang Lin Ze Zhou after stealing Xiangyuncao this time, this is Yang Le's first visit to Lin Ze Zhou, um, and also Xifang Lin Yuan Zhou, Beibu Wangqin Zhou has not been there yet, Nanhai, Xihai, Beihai have not been explored yet, will go exploring later when free!

  It turns out that Yang Le, while traveling to Lin Zezhou, found that the divine beasts he used to rarely see were now swarming out like a market crowd. To avoid trouble, Yang Le usually dispersed his senses, and if he encountered a divine beast, he would take a detour. He still doesn't know that his actions have caused great indignation among the heavenly divine beasts. Isn't this openly trampling on the dignity of the divine beasts? If they don't find him to vent their anger, it will make all the major powers think that the divine beasts are just soft persimmons, allowing them to be bullied at will.

  Yang Le brought two maidservants and flew leisurely with a white cloud. Suddenly, in Yang Le's perception, an unprecedented aura pressed forward, a giant pillar that pierced the sky rushed towards this side, blocking all the light in the sky, and instantly the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles were pitch black.

  Quick, it was too quick, Yang Le didn't have time to send Xia Lin and Qiu Meng into the cave space, he waved his hand and collected the two maidservants into the palm of his???, then let out a loud roar, his body suddenly growing bigger and taller.

  Hundred zhang, ten thousand zhang, hundred thousand zhang, million zhang, finally transformed into a thousand million zhang Pangu Great Witch's ultimate form, his whole body muscles bulging, black hair dancing wildly, eyes shining brightly with spirit, flashing with fine light.

  What was thought to be a heavenly pillar turned out to be a qilin's leg, thousands of millions of feet long, with golden scales shining brightly on it.

  Facing the greatest crisis since the dawn of time, a fierce and deadly aura enveloped him. He was not willing to give up! In that instant, he thought of many things: he was still a virgin, the ten or so peerless goddesses on the Isle of the Free had yet to be wedded back, he had yet to properly take in this vast expanse of the world, and he still had the entanglements of friends who knew him. He did not want to die!

  In that one-hundred-millionth of a second, Yang Le exploded in a loud roar, his eyes turned crimson red, and the scenes of brutal battles with witches hidden deep within his mind suddenly flashed before his eyes. A massive killing intent shot up to the sky, facing the rapidly approaching Qilin's leg, he let out a fierce roar, his fists accumulating terrifying power that even gods and demons would fear, and struck with all his might at the sole of the Qilin's thousand-meter-long leg.

  A thunderclap, like the heavenly thunder that shook the world at its creation, made the heavens lose their color, and the sun and moon lost their light. Two gigantic behemoths collided, causing the surrounding space to be torn apart like silk, revealing a thousand-mile-long gash in the fabric of space, with dark, endless voids exposed amidst the chaotic turbulence.

  The surrounding mountains of Wanli collapsed one after another under the powerful momentum, and countless ancient trees in the vast forest fell down.

  "Poof", Yang Le couldn't help but feel a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out wildly. His entire body was covered with tiny cracks, and the blood flowed freely. His body shot out like a cannonball, whizzing through the air with a loud whoosh.

  That thousand-mile-long Tianqilin leg was also repelled by a powerful force.

  "Huh?" A cry of surprise echoed through the sky, apparently surprised by its failure to return with just one kick, and the soles of its feet still ached slightly.

  To know that it is the sacred beast Qilin, its body can be compared to the top-grade innate spiritual treasure. Even the existence of other sacred beasts in Honghuang dare not collide head-on with these sacred beasts. The main cultivation of their bodies is extremely strong and can withstand the collision of extreme innate spiritual treasures without being injured. Even if the sacred gods and demons of the Shenmo clan use the cosmic origin law to attack, they will only be injured, and their recovery is also quite fast.

  This is related to the high and low laws of the existence of quasi-saints, the mobilized law power is not enough to destroy the power of Xiantian Lingbao, which is related to the extreme limit of this universe's vastness.

  In the vast expanse of the universe, the Pre-Heavenly Spiritual Treasure was born in response to the fundamental laws of the universe. Only a saint who has merged with one or more fundamental laws of the universe can summon the full power of the fundamental law to destroy the Pre-Heavenly Spiritual Treasure that was born in response to the law.

  Although the Holy Beast has no law on its body, its body is comparable to the top-grade congenital spiritual treasure. Only by reaching the attacking power of a Saint can one break through the Holy Beast's body.

  So, the holy beast known for its powerful physique is not to be trifled with by other quasi-saints. All the gods and demons of the Primordial Chaos know that the Tian Di Shou's temper is not very good, especially the Holy Beast, whose violent temper will not consider any consequences.

  Facing the unkillable Xiao Qiang, even if it is sealed, there will be a day when the seal is broken. Compared to the existence of the quasi-saint position, time is no longer a formidable killer. Therefore, rather than bearing a grudge, it's better to coexist peacefully and live in harmony.

  Yang Le was blown away by a massive force, with objects around him rapidly retreating backwards. The intense pain brought Yang Le back from his frenzied killing spree, only to find that both of his wrists were unnaturally twisted, clearly having suffered a comminuted fracture. His entire skeletal system had been subjected to devastating shockwaves, with every inch of bone shattered, and his internal organs were also under extreme pressure, almost crushed. The skin on the surface was severely cracked.

  Unexpectedly, the first time Pangu's true body was revealed in its ultimate state, it was beaten to a pulp. Its powerful physique was no match for the twelve ancestral witches' true bodies that were etched in his memory.

  Yang Le quickly circulated the "Opening Heaven and Earth Decision", crazily sweeping away the surrounding innate spiritual energy, where he passed by, the cracked skin healed one after another, and the five internal organs also relaxed a lot, that kind of hidden pressure decreased a lot.

  No way, hurry up and escape! Even if we mobilize all our forces, there's no chance of winning.

  As this thought flashed through his mind, Yang Le fully exerted the Void Sky Divine Ability, and the originally rapid retreat speed increased by a hundredfold, a thousandfold, seemingly breaking through space, leaving behind only a residual shadow, with the person already drifting away without a trace.

  Suddenly, a majestic Qilin with golden scales all over its body appeared out of nowhere at the spot where Yang Le had disappeared. It looked at the place where Yang Le had vanished and muttered to itself: "Consider this a lesson for you, daring to cause trouble in our territory of heavenly beasts. But it's really strange, he doesn't seem to be from any of the divine clans, nor is he a demon god or a member of the demonic tribe. And that powerful body of his is rarely seen, comparable to those few young ones among the heavenly beasts. How odd! How bizarre!"

  To know that one kick could easily crush several gods, let alone directly collide with them.

  In an instant, the holy Qilin of billions of feet also flashed by in a gust of wind and had already disappeared.