Chapter 1480: Chapter 1480: The Strongest on the Continent Emerges

"Life and Death Nine Tribulations, Nine Tribulations Return to One. Either life or death, eternal silence and annihilation." In Han Yan’s mind, those sixteen golden characters suddenly appeared once more.

Life and Death Nine Tribulations, this time, it should be the ninth one, right? So after this, will it be eternal life as a god, or complete annihilation? Han Yan almost didn’t need to think further; she already knew the answer.

The power in the purple Blood Spear is so terrifying that dying under this Blood Spear means being shattered into pieces, with the soul dispersing, leaving not even a trace of residual soul. Even though Ye Yanran’s Heavenly Rain Divine Healing Technique has nearly miraculous effects on the Bloodline Awakening Guardian of the Gods, it still couldn’t save her.

Yet, knowing the answer, Han Yan’s heart didn’t harbor much regret, nor was there any trace of fear. Just like this, eternally staying close with him, whether in life or death, is also a kind of happiness, isn’t it?

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"Do not harm my Saint!" Suddenly, a loud shout burst from the sky.

An elderly man in a white robe descended from the heavens, and a palm was thrust out while he was still a hundred feet away.

This palm was so grand, so majestic, with a deep sense of sanctity. With the strike of this palm, the gloom covering the heavens and earth was entirely dispelled, and dazzling and pure light sprinkled down upon the earth.

"Master!" Ye Lanfeng suddenly raised his head.

Han Yan also opened her eyes. Master? The one who came was actually the true ruler of the Holy Court Continent—the Holy Master!

Just as Ye Lanfeng called out in shock, that mighty palm heavily struck the Netherworld King.

"Boom!" In the midst of a huge crashing sound, clouds of dust and fragmented stones soared into the air like mushroom clouds.

Having already depleted his Primordial Energy to break through the prohibition, and after enduring the full force attack from hundreds of Sword Saint experts, the Netherworld King was severely injured and was forced to retreat repeatedly from the impact of the Holy Master’s palm.

"Those who block me shall die!" Yet the Netherworld King did not retreat; the purple Blood Spear thrust out once more. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Buzz!" Amidst the roar of a dragon, an ancient and profound Divine Sword appeared in the Holy Master’s hand.

The shadow of the spear and the Sword Light sliced through the sky. The entire world seemed to be cleaved apart by that purple spear shadow and holy white light.

The two beams of light collided fiercely, scattering star points of purple and white, like a dazzling starry sky.

The Holy Master’s figure paused slightly, yet he was forced to retreat several steps by the boundless ocean-like power. Similarly, the Netherworld King didn’t gain any advantage, also retreating several steps, with both of them evenly matched.

Truly worthy of being the ruler of the Holy Court; his strength is indeed formidable! Han Yan secretly marveled, though the Netherworld King at this time is already a spent crossbow, he is still not someone an ordinary Sword Saint can contend with. Just this single sword strike already reveals the Holy Master’s power far surpasses that of Lu Nianxin and the others.

He is the strongest existence on the Holy Court Continent.

Finally, a powerful being capable of countering the Netherworld King emerged, allowing Lu Nianxin and others to finally catch their breath under the pressure, suppressing their injuries, and attacking together once more.

And at this moment, the Holy Master also lightly exhaled a long breath and struck out with his sword again.

Han Yan and Ye Lanfeng naturally would not stand idly by, and they too rushed forward to attack the Netherworld King.

Just a single Holy Master is enough to rival the Netherworld King, let alone hundreds of powerful Sword Saint Realm figures attacking at once. In an instant, a sword net fell from the heavens.

Purple blood flew across the sky, and under the joint powerful attack of the crowd, the Netherworld King’s fiery body continued to descend.

"Holy Power, God Descends!" With the Holy Master’s gentle shout, a massive Thunder Pillar, carrying endless heavenly power, descended from Above Nine Heavens, heavily striking the Netherworld King.

"Ah!" Amidst wails of agony, the Netherworld King’s towering and majestic body was shattered into pieces by the Thunder Pillar, forcibly smashed into the black hole. That also is the legendary prohibition prison laid down by the ancient gods to imprison the Netherworld King.

"No! Father!" Xu Ming’s whole body was ablaze, leaving only a faint shadow, yet he still cried out in boundless sorrow.

"Seal!" The Holy Master shouted fiercely, leading the hand formation.

Others realized it and quickly followed with the hand formation.

Though many powerful beings from various countries suffered severe losses, with half perishing in the black hole, the Holy Master’s strength is so immense that with him as the core, a seal quickly formed again.

To assist the Netherworld King in breaking through the prohibition, nearly all the powerful Netherworld Beasts sacrificed their lives, naturally leaving no one able to stop them. The once gaping abyss fissure closed again, at a speed surpassing its previous rate by numerous times.

Four inches, three inches, two inches, one inch...

Finally, the entire abyss fissure completely closed, and the collapsed terrain also returned to its original state. The Jiuyou Netherworld Beasts were entirely separated from the Holy Court Continent, and no trace of Netherworld Prison’s aura could be sensed anymore.

After so many tiring days and enduring a bitter battle where survival hung by a thread, at last, the great endeavor succeeded, and everyone shouted and cheered in sheer excitement.

No one noticed that at the moment the abyss fissure closed, a drop of purple Blood Pearl swirled out from the black hole, landing upon Xu Ming’s shadow that was about to vanish...

"Junior pays respect to the Holy Master, many thanks to the Holy Master for the life-saving grace." Having narrowly escaped death, Han Yan was deeply moved. Very soon, she stepped forward, paying her respects to the Holy Master.

Had the Holy Master not intervened in time, she and Ye Lanfeng would likely have died under the Netherworld King’s purple blood spear. Despite her secret disapproval of the actions and customs of the Holy Court Members, she ought to thank him.

Moreover, the Holy Master is Ye Lanfeng’s master, and for Ye Lanfeng’s sake, she couldn’t break decorum.

"There’s no need for politeness." The Holy Master’s hand lifted slightly, sending a gentle yet irresistible force that prevented Han Yan from bowing any further.

"You are Han Yan, aren’t you? I’ve heard about the incident at Beining Pass. Dan Tai Xuan’s obstinance and self-interest almost led to a major failure. Thankfully, you turned the tides and saved Beining and Qingyang Passes.

If Beining and Qingyang Passes had fallen, Lu’an City would have been indefensible. Perhaps you are not aware that Lu’an City is not only the gateway of Anyun Country, but it is also the gateway of the entire Holy Court Continent. If the Exotic Beasts breach Lu’an City, they could not only directly assault Anyun City but also flank and attack other national fortresses. At that time, the entire continent would descend into chaos and suffering.

In fact, I should express gratitude on behalf of all the common people of the Holy Court Continent." Saying this, the Holy Master bowed to Han Yan.

"Holy Master, please do not." Like many cultivators, Han Yan was not interested in military and national affairs, so she was unaware of the significant strategic importance of Lu’an City and Beining Qingyang Passes. Seeing the Holy Master bowing deeply towards her, she was flustered and hurried to stop him.

With her strength, how could she possibly stop the Holy Master? After sincerely paying a grand courtesy to Han Yan, the Holy Master stood up straight again.