Chapter 1333: Great Daoist Brush Master

Within the Other Shore Battlefield, Ye Guan stood still. Around him, the aura of his Order Sword Intent billowed like an erupting volcano, rising to unprecedented heights.

The True Saints present had survived countless battles, proving their terrifying strength. Yet, at this moment, they all chose to place their faith in Ye Guan.

They knew very well what it meant to believe in him. In a sense, it meant submission and being bound by his order, but so what?

If they ended up losing today's battle, they would all die, and the Other Shore would be annihilated. At a critical juncture, would it still make sense to concern themselves with their pride?

If Ye Guan could lead them to victory, what harm was there in following him?

"Hahaha!" Ye Guan burst out into a peal of uproarious laughter. "Everyone, follow me! Let's invade the Imperial Clan!"

With that, he turned and transformed into a streak of sword light, shooting toward the mysterious tunnel.

The True Saints, including Hao Ran, followed closely behind him.

Lord Yu and Shan Gang did not join the charge. Lord Yu had to remain to protect the battlefield. If the meteors were allowed to fall, the world below would be annihilated.

Shan Gang had his mission as well. He had to carve out an escape route to leave a sliver of hope for the Other Shore.

***

The Ancestral Dao looked up, and his expression was incredibly grave.

He was well aware of Ye Guan's transformation. Right now, Ye Guan's strength was already comparable to that of Fan Zhaodi at the time. However, the problem was that Fan Zhaodi had grown even stronger!

The outcome of the upcoming fight was uncertain.

Of course, he wanted Ye Guan to win. He would be able to restore his cultivation base, after all.

However, he also knew that if Ye Guan won, then he would never have a chance to rise again. The best scenario would be for both Ye Guan and his enemy to suffer mutual destruction.

Then, he could swoop in and reap the benefits.

The Ancestral Dao couldn't help but chuckle darkly at the thought of that.

If things played out like that, he would make a huge profit!

***

It was already November, so the season was finally winter. The weather today was extremely cold, and it was all thanks to the rain. The tourists visiting Mount Fanjing were all wearing thick coats.

The Great Daoist Brush Master suddenly stopped sweeping the floor. He rushed outside and looked at the depths of the starry sky.

"Finally, it's time to end this... That damned King of Reliance..." he said, smiling. Then, his gaze turned cold as he added, "Destiny, let's see how you're going to win this round!"

***

Ye Guan led the charge. Hao Ran and the others were right behind him.

Surprisingly, there was no resistance along the way.

Soon, they reached the exit. Just as they were about to step into the Imperial Domain...

Boom!

The spacetime tunnel collapsed, and waves of destructive energies swept toward them. Ye Guan narrowed his eyes. With a flick of his thumb, the Qingxuan Sword slashed forward. In an instant, the destructive energies were obliterated.

Then, he led the group through the opening.

By the time Ye Guan and the others arrived at the Imperial Domain, Emperor Ming was already waiting for them. Over ten thousand Imperial Clan cultivators stood in formation before them.

Shockingly, the weakest among them... was a True Saint!

Yes, the weakest were True Saints!

The twelve True Saints behind Hao Ran became solemn. They had fought the Imperial Clan countless times before, but apart from the First True Saint, they had never faced the full might of the Imperial Clan.

Upon witnessing such a lineup, they realized that they had gravely underestimated their enemy.

So what? None of the True Saints showed even the slightest fear!

Emperor Ming looked at Ye Guan with disdain.

"Slaughter my Imperial Clan?" Emperor Ming sneered. "Are you even qualified?"

"Hahahaha!" Ye Guan laughed and slashed out!

His target was not Emperor Ming, but the closest Imperial Clan warrior to his right. The man was terrified. He hadn't expected Ye Guan to attack all of a sudden.

Before he could react, his head flew into the air—one slash, one kill!

Ye Guan turned toward the grim-faced Emperor Ming. He was about to strike again when a voice suddenly echoed from behind him.

"Little friend Ye, once you've reached the Imperial City, let the First True Saint rest in peace." The voice was coming from Lord Yu.

Let the First True Saint rest in peace?

Ye Guan was puzzled.

Just then, a man stepped out of the spacetime tunnel.

Lord Yu!

Everyone was surprised.

Hao Ran was stunned. "Lord Yu, the Other Shore..."

Lord Yu smiled. "My true body is maintaining it. There's no immediate danger for now."

Hao Ran glanced back and realized that Lord Yu's true body was still guarding the battlefield. The one before them was only an avatar. Lord Yu turned to Ye Guan and the others. "This might be the final battle, so we have to do something."

He looked at Ye Guan.

"Back then, the First True Saint stormed the Imperial Clan but fell outside the Imperial City. To this day, his soul remains restless. Little friend Ye, if you encounter him, please let him rest in peace."

Let the First True Saint rest in peace...

Ye Guan nodded and pointed at Emperor Ming. "Alright. But we must deal with that guy first."

Lord Yu shook his head. "He's already half a step beyond the Dao. You can't kill him. I will hold him back, so you should go straight to the Imperial City."

"You'll hold me back?" Emperor Ming sneered. "Ridiculous. You're just a True Saint. Even if you're a peak True Saint, you're still unworthy of being my opponent. Besides, seventy percent of your strength is tied up suppressing those falling meteors...

"What can you even do against me?

Hahaha,

this is truly hilarious!"

Ye Guan was worried.

He could sense the terrifying power of Emperor Ming. He was a cultivator far stronger than a True Saint!

Lord Yu met Ye Guan's gaze and smiled. "Go."

Ye Guan took a deep look at him and said solemnly, "Senior, take care!"

With that, he turned and soared away on his sword, leading Hao Ran and the others toward the Imperial City. None of the Imperial Clan cultivators could stop them.

Emperor Ming was about to make a move, but...

Boom!

Lord Yu raised his right hand. The spacetime churned as countless strands of True Saint Will rushed toward Emperor Ming!

"Ants!" Emperor Ming snorted. He waved his sleeve, obliterating all strands of True Saint Will. The next moment, his expression changed drastically. A terrifying fist imprint crashed down on him, forcing him to retreat.

Emperor Ming stabilized himself, and his face was filled with shock as he exclaimed, "W-was that the Supreme True Fist Intent?!"

The Supreme True Fist Intent represented the pinnacle of fist arts!

It wasn't quite near Emperor Ming's level, but it was close.

Lord Yu smiled. "If not for your clan's Emperor Annihilation Array, I'd have visited your Imperial Domain a long time ago."

The Emperor Annihilation Array was a grand array created by the Supreme Emperor of the Imperial Clan. When the Imperial Clan activated this array back then, they intended to completely annihilate the entire Other Shore.

However, they never expected that the First True Saint would single-handedly stop the descent of the meteors. The most terrifying aspect of this array was that once activated, the meteors would descend endlessly until the array was stopped.

In other words, the meteors would never stop falling until the array was stopped.

To make matters worse, only Supreme Emperors could shatter it.

The Imperial Clan deployed this array to annihilate the Other Shore, but they never anticipated that the Other Shore had such a terrifyingly powerful existence.

The First True Saint's counterattack against the Imperial Clan back then was actually an attempt to destroy the Emperor Annihilation Array, granting the Other Shore a chance to breathe.

Unfortunately, he failed. Lord Yu then took over his role to resist the falling meteors, and he had been doing that since then.

Emperor Ming stared at Lord Yu. The disdain in his eyes was gone, replaced by a solemnity.

The Supreme True Intent was truly terrifying!

A powerhouse from such a civilization, lacking the foundation of a Supreme Emperor lineage, yet capable of reaching this level? He was simply monstrous.

If someone like him were to become a half-step Beyond Dao Realm expert...

Emperor Ming dared not even imagine his level of strength by then!

Emperor Ming turned toward the distance and saw Ye Guan leading Hao Ran and the others in a relentless charge toward the Imperial City. More than ten thousand Imperial Clan elites stood in their way, yet they couldn't hold the line at all.

Emperor Ming's expression darkened. But instead of going after Ye Guan and his allies, he turned and launched a devastating punch at Lord Yu.

He had to take Lord Yu down first!

Lord Yu's avatar laughed. He took a step forward, and as his foot landed, a towering celestial phantom, ten thousand meters high, materialized in the heavens.

The colossal celestial phantom threw a punch, unleashing a dazzling cascade of stellar light.

The boundless power of countless stars surged forth, blasting Emperor Ming away. At the same time, the entire cosmos and the nearby starry river were silenced.

Emperor Ming came to a halt, his face filled with disbelief as he looked at Lord Yu from afar.

"You... how is this possible... that was the Emperor Annihilation Fist! H-how do you know it?" he asked with a trembling voice.

The Emperor Annihilation Fist was a technique created by the Supreme Emperor of the Imperial Clan. A single punch contained the power of countless meteors.

Lord Yu smiled and said, "After years of resisting the Emperor Annihilation Array, I gained insight and created it myself."

Emperor Ming's heart trembled with fear! Terrifying!

At this moment, Emperor Ming truly felt fear. He was a monstrous genius!

Lord Yu slowly closed his eyes and clenched his hand into a fist before saying, "If I weren't occupied with the Emperor Annihilation Array, I'd easily annihilate someone like you whose cultivation base is filled with flaws.

"Three punches. Just three punches are enough for me to obliterate you!"