Shrouding the Heavens: The Ultimate Daoist Venerable

Chapter 484 Ten Moves
Upon hearing this, the Great Sage of the Crimson Scale Clan was immediately alarmed. However, he maintained a calm demeanor and said, "Young friend, since I have promised, I will never go back on my word. Don't you trust me at all?"

The fact that this Great Sage of the Light Clan had tracked him all the way here without his noticing set off alarm bells in his mind.

He seemed to have a vague feeling that this Great Sage of the Light Clan might also be just as hypocritical as him, and had never really thought about reconciliation.

Perhaps, his appearance now is a prelude to his attack.

This place was very close to the territory of his Crimson Scale Clan, so the Great Sage of the Crimson Scale Clan chose to stall for time and find a chance to escape.

After all, under the lock of the Light God's aura, any unusual movement by him would result in a severe blow from the Light God.

The Prince of Light said leisurely, "I think we don't need to pretend anymore, do we? You've been planning to kill me for a long time, haven't you?"

The Great Sage of the Crimson Scale Clan said, "Young friend, why do you say that? My statement about cooperation is entirely sincere, without any ulterior motives."

As he spoke, the Crimson Scale Clan Great Saint secretly gathered his strength. Although he was likely no match for this Light Clan Great Saint, he still had a chance to escape.

The God of Light said, "Make your move. This day next year will be your death anniversary."

The Crimson Scale Clan's Great Sage roared, "Do you really want to fight me? Besides me, my clan has three other Great Sages, and with the Quasi-Emperor Ancestor in charge, if you dare to kill me, you and your Light Clan will be reduced to dust in an instant!"

The Son of Light laughed loudly, "Old man, I just learned from our conversation that you are unable to contact other Great Saints in a short time, but I wasn't sure at first. It wasn't until I followed you all this way that I confirmed that you really have no way to contact others quickly."

"If you can contact other Great Sages along the way, then you will save your life. I will then lead the Clan of Light to flee to another land."

"Unfortunately, you can't do it. In that case, you might as well die."

The Great Sage of the Crimson Scale Clan took a deep breath and said, "Are you really going to break ties with me?"

The Prince of Light laughed and said, "No, I just want to kill you."

The Great Sage of the Crimson Scale Clan said sternly, "Junior! I admit that you are indeed exceptionally talented, but you think you can kill me all by yourself? I'm afraid it's not that simple."

The Light God's smile turned cold: "If I can't kill you in ten moves, I'll take my own life!"

Although he knew the Son of Light was deliberately provoking him, the Great Sage of the Crimson Scale Clan still couldn't suppress the rising anger in his heart: "Arrogant! Then come and try!"

As he spoke, his body shimmered with crimson divine light, and countless scales imprinted with law runes appeared on his body, forming a Dao diagram, or perhaps a suit of armor.

This is a bloodline talent unique to the Crimson Scale Clan. They possess crimson scales, engraved with countless Dao marks, making them impervious to blades and spears, and unaffected by water and fire. After cultivation, they become as if cast from divine metal, unshakeable.

The Son of Light then used the wondrous phenomenon of light, his head merging into one from all four sides, manifesting boundless divine light, like a god born bathed in light, and launched a divine punishment upon the human world.

The Son of Light stepped forward and unleashed a punch. Instantly, divine light shone brightly, like a blazing sun crashing down, purifying all the filth in the world.

The Great Sage of the Crimson Scale Clan was not to be outdone. Relying on his scale armor for protection, he unleashed divine runes of laws from his fist imprint, programming them into a crimson Dao diagram, intending to refine everything.

A deafening roar shook half the starry sky, sending endless divine light and fragments of laws scattering and leaving indelible marks in the void. The Crimson Scale Clan's Great Sage was sent flying, crashing into several meteorites before coming to a stop. Looking at his shattered scales, he exclaimed incredulously, "How is this possible? Were you hiding your strength before?"

The Son of Light's body remained completely unharmed, showing that he had clearly gained the upper hand in this clash.

Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Do you really think that being a few minor realms ahead makes you a match for me, who is in a forbidden realm? You should broaden your horizons."

Upon hearing this, the Great Sage of the Crimson Scale Clan fell silent. Their clash had been extremely powerful, yet no one from the nearby Crimson Scale Clan encampment came out to investigate.

Considering that the Son of Light could track him silently, the Great Sage of the Crimson Scale Clan guessed the answer. He gritted his teeth and said, "The Heaven-Deceiving Array Pattern? You really want to kill me? Don't forget, my Immortal Platform still contains the divine thought avatar of the Quasi-Emperor Ancestor!"

From that last attack, he knew perfectly well that he was no match for his opponent. Although he was at a disadvantage last time, he hadn't used his full strength. This time, even though he went all out, he still suffered a huge loss. The difference in skill was too obvious.

Therefore, his fighting spirit dissipated considerably, and he could only threaten his opponent with the divine avatar within his own realm. After all, a Quasi-Emperor had an overwhelming advantage over a Great Sage, and even a divine avatar was far beyond the capabilities of the Son of Light.

Upon hearing this, the Son of Light said, "Since I dare to deal with you, I am naturally completely confident. You should just accept your death."

As he spoke, he moved his feet, transforming into a streak of light and instantly arriving to attack the Great Saint of the Crimson Scale Clan once again. This was one of the divine abilities he created, called the Stream of Light Escape.

Aside from the legendary Xingzi Secret and the Golden-Winged Roc, which are top-tier races known for their speed, this Flowing Light Escape is truly first-rate.

This time, the Son of Light directly engaged in the most dangerous close-quarters combat. In just five moves, he overwhelmed the Great Saint of the Crimson Scale Clan, leaving him unable to retaliate, his body shattered several times, and fragments of his crimson scales flying everywhere.

Sensing the threat of death, the Great Sage of the Crimson Scale Clan acted decisively, burning his life essence to unleash unprecedented power, briefly repelling the Son of Light, and then flying directly into the distance.

The Son of Light, however, remained calm and did not pursue them further.

The Great Sage of the Crimson Scale Clan took out a quasi-Emperor-level forbidden artifact, intending to break through the formation sealing the void and escape, but he quickly stopped in his tracks, his face filled with despair.

Because opposite him were the followers that the Son of Light had arranged beforehand. Although none of them had reached the Great Saint Realm, they were all high-level Saint Kings.

If it were just them, that would be fine, after all, the gap between a Great Sage and a Saint King is still very large. For a Great Sage of the Crimson Scale Clan to face them would be like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

The problem is that they jointly summoned a complete quasi-royal weapon, a divine blade. This was an unexpected find by the Son of Light and his followers while exploring the ancient starry path, and they agreed to temporarily wield it together.

"Prepare to die, you old bastard, you can't escape now."

After uttering this statement, these holy kings of various races immediately activated their quasi-royal weapons, reviving them.

The Great Sage of the Crimson Scale Clan barely managed to resist with his forbidden artifact, but he could only block one attack before the artifact shattered and became useless.

Then, they exerted all their strength to wield the divine blade and unleashed a blade of energy. Instantly, the head of the Crimson Scale Clan's Great Saint flew into the sky and was beheaded on the spot. His body was also injured by the blade of energy, and he almost lost his life.

The Prince of Light looked at the head of the Crimson Scale Clan's Great Sage that had landed on his side and said with a sinister smile, "How many moves have you counted to?"

(End of this chapter)