The sequence is too involutional, luckily I am too.

Chapter 175 Slaying the Altar! A Cunning Mantis Stalks the Cicada?

Seeing Lu Yan's appearance, the four apostles of the evil god felt a sudden jolt in their hearts.

For some reason, when they caught sight of the gleaming white longsword in Lu Yan's hand, the power of the evil spirits within them became inexplicably restless, and even their breathing became somewhat disordered.

"What's there to be afraid of? No matter how strong it is, it's still just a Sequence 6!"

One of the Flesh Mountain Apostles, suppressing his unease, charged forward first. The muscles in his right hand writhed and swelled wildly, instantly transforming into a hideous longsword of flesh and blood, which slashed toward Lu Yan's face with a stench.

"Brother Lu, watch out!"

Ning Ran was worried that Lu Yan was exhausted after a fierce battle, so she instinctively stepped forward to stop him.

But before he could move, Lu Yan flicked his wrist, and Thousand Slashes unleashed layers of sword light that spread above everyone's heads, like a canopy in the sky.

Immediately, Lu Yan raised the longsword above his head, and all the scattered sword light instantly converged and merged back into the Thousand Slashes, the blade gleaming with a chilling light.

The next second, Lu Yan's longsword fell lightly, and thousands of blade shadows suddenly rose up, carrying a world-destroying power, and slashed straight towards the altar!

Upon seeing this, the Flesh Mountain Apostle did not hesitate to conjure a thick shield of flesh and blood in front of him.

In his view, even if such an attribute-less attack injured him, he could quickly recover thanks to his powerful flesh regeneration ability, so it was nothing to fear.

But the moment the blade touched the flesh shield, he instantly realized something was wrong.

His proud physical defenses were rendered useless in front of Qian Zhan; his flesh and blood shield was easily severed, and the blade shadow, carrying a sharp aura, rushed straight towards him.

Even more terrifying is that once his flesh and blood come into contact with the blood wedge power contained in the blade shadow, they quickly lose their vitality, and his originally powerful body becomes as fragile as an ordinary person.

"That's impossible!"

The wails of the Flesh Mountain Apostle abruptly ceased, but Thousand Slashes' onslaught did not stop. Under the horrified gazes of the other three apostles, it landed heavily on the altar.

Skill: Thousand Blade Annihilation!

The altar, which was said to be unbreakable except for Sequence 4, suddenly had a deep knife mark appear on its surface, and gray mist overflowed from the crack, causing it to tremble slightly.

The apostles were initially shocked; could this guy really destroy the altar?

They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the altar was still operating and the teleportation hub had not collapsed.

"Seriously? This isn't even allowed?"

Chen Qi and the others were speechless. The residual force of the slash just now had made them feel a deadly threat, but such a powerful attack had failed to completely destroy the altar.

Only Xiao Yiren seemed to have sensed something, and a faint smile quietly appeared on her lips.

Just as the apostle of the evil god confirmed that the altar was intact and was preparing to launch a sneak attack on Lu Yan, a crisp "crack" sound suddenly rang out.

The next instant, the altar, which should have been indestructible, was covered with countless cracks like a spider web, and then it shattered with a crash, turning into a sky full of debris.

The apostles, their faces filled with disbelief, were about to turn and flee when their vision suddenly became fragmented.

Countless cracks appeared on their bodies, and then, under the horrified gaze of the remaining followers of the evil god, the bodies of the four apostles shattered into countless fragments, crashing heavily to the ground.

The altar was destroyed, and the teleportation hub was shut down, completely cutting off the entry and exit channels for the followers of the evil god.

But the next second, four strangely shaped, eerie phantoms exuding a strong eerie aura slowly emerged from the altar ruins.

"Everyone be careful, do not get touched by the phantom!"

Xiao Yiren reacted swiftly, immediately releasing holy flames to completely surround the altar ruins, preventing the spread of the illusory image of the evil god.

Bai Xiao and the others were also aware of the deadly threat posed by the phantom of the evil god, and they all subconsciously retreated.

But Lu Yan did the opposite, rushing towards the ruins at the first moment. With a casual wave of his hand, those strange phantom images of the evil gods instantly shattered and vanished without a trace.

"That guy—he's a beast!"

Chen Qi couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. First, he single-handedly killed twelve apostles, then severely damaged the altar with a single strike and finally shattered it. Now, he could even casually smash the phantom of the evil god. His combat power had long exceeded the scope of Sequence 6.

Everyone nodded in agreement, looking at Lu Yan as if he were a monster.

When others call them monsters, that's an adjective; but when they say Lu Yan is a monster, that's a noun!

Lu Yan didn't care at all, and focused on searching through the ruins of the altar. He quickly found six intact spines.

Even after enduring the impact of being cleaved by a thousand blades, these six spines remained unharmed, clearly the divine bones the apostles spoke of.

Lu Yan immediately bent down and picked it up, and a prompt popped up on the panel.

[False Divine Remains (False): Forged from the bones of a saint, indestructible!]

"What is this? A double counterfeit mark?"

Lu Yan looked disgusted. He had thought he could get a few pieces of real divine remains to make mithril-grade artifacts, but he didn't expect them to be of such poor quality.

"Fine, so be it. It's still a divine relic, even if it's a double pseudo-divine one."

While complaining, he casually tossed the six divine bones to the Divine Martial Saint.

[The Divine Martial Saint was quite disdainful of the two pseudo-divine remains, but adhering to the principle of not wasting anything, he still provided a forging plan and decided to use them to strengthen the Myriad Weapons Box.]

Seeing this, Lu Yan couldn't help but chuckle. It seemed that both he and the Divine Martial Saint had become discerning.

"Lu Yan, are you alright?"

Seeing his calm expression, Xiao Yiren noticed a hint of worry in her eyes and immediately went to check on him.

The phantom of the demon god was quite powerful. Even though she was a solar path being naturally able to suppress demonic energy, she dared not be careless in the slightest. Yet Lu Yan shattered it with ease, which was simply too outrageous.

"Don't worry, senior, I'm fine."

Lu Yan shook his head slightly, letting Xiao Yiren's spiritual power sweep over him to check if he was tainted by the aura of the evil god.

"That's good."

After confirming that Lu Yan was free from any evil spirit contamination, the golden light surrounding Xiao Yiren slowly dissipated.

Lu Yan didn't take her caution to heart. He knew that with Nangong Muyu's betrayal before him, Xiao Yiren's vigilance was not excessive.

After all, only he himself knew that with the control panel, those strange divine thoughts were nothing more than high-level consumables to him.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan's gaze fell on the harvest on the panel.

[Shadow Serpent Essence *4]

[Death Essence *4]

【Puppet Essence *4】

【Meat Mountain Essence *4】

Sixteen apostles, exactly sixteen portions of essence.

Only a massive attack by a mysterious god could yield so many apostle essences in one go.

He couldn't wait to use these essences.

"The altar was broken?"

At the same time, the four members of the Ghostly Saint Sect also noticed the unusual activity in the fighting arena and frowned.

To ensure the altar was not damaged, they specifically used the remains of previous saints as the main material.

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Although believers of the Ghost God have no domain, they can use the Ghost God's power to modify their physical body and soul.

Especially for them, the saints, whose bodies are only one step away from becoming gods, even a Sequence 4 powerhouse would find it difficult to easily destroy the altar.

But right now, all the known Sequence 4 powerhouses of the Tribunal are here, and the Five Elders of Muyun are still observing. Could it be that the judges who went out have returned?

Was the earlier rumor spread in court that "the presiding judge was out" just a deliberate attempt to create confusion?

"I just felt a scorching sun-like aura. Could it be Xiao Yiren?"

The Shadow Serpent Saint spoke in a deep voice, revealing his guess.

The path of the sun and the serpent of shadow are mortal enemies; no one understands the horror of this path better than they do.

While attribute advantage is one aspect, the more crucial point is that transcendent beings along the solar path frequently unleash powerful attacks by burning their life force—those holy flames are something even he cannot avoid.

"No, it's not Xiao Yiren, it's a little guy at Sequence 6!"

At this moment, the Death Saints uncovered the truth by recalling the bizarre memories of their subordinates.

"Sequence 6? Are you kidding me?"

The expression on the face of the Mountain of Flesh Saint changed drastically, filled with disbelief.

How could a Sequence 6 transcendent being possibly destroy an altar made from the remains of previous saints?

"When have you ever seen me joke?"

The Death Saint's voice was cold and deep as he said, "The strange longsword in his hand is not right; it may be a contingency plan prepared in advance by the Inquisition."

"It is highly likely that the court's response was much faster than we anticipated."

The puppet saint's eyes flickered, and the thought of backing out had already begun to take root in his heart. From the very beginning of the plan, he felt that this move was too risky.

In this era where gray fog rules the world, they could have taken their time and infiltrated steadily; why rush things?

However, the Death Saints somehow persuaded the other two Saints to carry out this desperate plan.

Now that the plan has been riddled with flaws since its inception, he has already foreseen its failure.

Unbeknownst to anyone, while everyone was releasing their senses to investigate the situation in the fighting arena, the Death Saint quietly crushed a strange creature in his palm.

Although the original plan was no longer feasible, he had prepared a backup plan to avoid a complete and utter defeat.

"I say, aren't you guys taking it too easy?"

A cold shout suddenly rang out, and a huge holy sword, carrying immense divine pressure, descended from the sky, directly striking the heads of the four saints.

The Saint of Flesh Mountain's pupils shrank sharply. Without thinking, he gathered his entire body into a defensive formation, neither dodging nor avoiding, and head-on faced the Holy Sword head-on!

This is not an overstatement. As the saint closest to the God of Deception, his physical body has long been refined to the peak of mortals, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a "demigod's body".

"clang--!"

The sound of metal clashing was deafening. The Holy Mountain of Flesh grabbed the Holy Sword with his bare hands, forcefully stopping its downward trend. The veins on his arms bulged, and he actually withstood the blow with his bare body.

Upon seeing this, the other three saints were overjoyed and immediately attacked Xue Jiansheng together.

The reason they launched such a large-scale joint attack was primarily because they feared Xue Jiansheng's strength.

Now that Xue Jiansheng's holy sword has been intercepted, it is the perfect time to eliminate this major threat!

But just as they were about to make their move, Xue Jiansheng flicked his wrist, and another holy sword suddenly materialized, carrying a sharp holy light, and slammed into the Shadow Serpent Saint who was trying to launch a sneak attack from behind!

"That old man still has energy to spare!"

The Shadow Serpent Saint's expression changed drastically, and he retreated rapidly without hesitation.

Holy light was the nemesis of his shadow path. He dared not withstand this pure holy light attack head-on, or he would be seriously injured if he was not careful.

Before the Mountain of Flesh Saint and the Puppet Saint could react, two more holy swords materialized in the air, carrying immense pressure, and rushed straight towards the two of them.

"One against four? Is this guy really only a Sequence 4?"

The puppet saint cursed inwardly and instinctively tried to flee into the distance.

But after taking only a few steps, he discovered that the holy sword that had attacked him had vanished into thin air.

Xue Jiansheng's limit is to condense three holy swords at the same time.

The puppet saint's eyes lit up with interest, and he immediately changed direction, attacking Xue Jiansheng with a greedy look in his eyes.

If I could make this Sequence 4 Judge into my own puppet, my combat power would increase greatly!

Just as his attack was about to reach Xue Jiansheng, a clear, icy voice suddenly entered his ears.

"In my name, I command that those who attempt this attack must not move!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the puppet saint froze, his body stopping uncontrollably in place, unable to even move his fingertips.

Then, to Xue Jiansheng's gratified gaze, a figure in white descended from the sky like a startled swan, with a cool and aloof demeanor and a chilling aura.

The person who arrived was none other than Xue Hanyi, the Sixth Judge!