Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 1445 - 657: The Power of the Eight Saints!

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Previously on Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister...
Chen Xuan gains control over Wan Sheng by planting his Great Dao into Wan Sheng's soul. He then isolates and erases the memories of the female cultivators before focusing on comprehending Wan Sheng's Dao Pearl. After five years, Chen Xuan has fully comprehended the Dao Pearl, significantly strengthening his own Great Dao and awakening a surprised Wan Sheng.

How is this possible!?

"Hmm!" Chen Xuan nodded slightly, "Comprehended it, but took a bit longer."

A bit longer?

Wan Sheng felt like he had heard some cosmic joke, or was this an insult to him!

Back then, it took him a hundred years to barely comprehend it.

Compared to Chen Xuan, wasn’t he just a waste?

But he didn’t know that Chen Xuan was indeed speaking the truth, and was quite dissatisfied with such speed.

"Are you really from the Lower Domain?"

Wan Sheng couldn’t believe it; could such a genius really come from a humble Lower Domain?

From any perspective, it seemed impossible.

"Of course!"

Chen Xuan stretched his stiff body, "What if it’s the Upper Domain? The Lower Domain isn’t lesser!"

Yet his words were something Wan Sheng couldn’t grant approval on.

The Upper Domain far surpasses the Lower Domain; it’s a fact. The Upper Domain is closer to the Heavenly Dao, making cultivation much easier.

This point alone is enough to annihilate the Lower Domain.

"Haha!"

Wan Sheng suddenly chuckled, "It doesn’t matter now, whether it’s the Upper or Lower Domain, the World Tree is doomed, it won’t live many more years, and by then everything will turn to ashes."

This was something the Eight Saints knew very well.

After all, Wan Sheng could sense changes in the Heavenly Dao as soon as they happen.

Compared to before, the Heavenly Dao has weakened by at least thirty to forty percent, and according to his estimate, it has only about ten thousand years left.

"Don’t you Eight have any means at all?"

Chen Xuan was quite curious.

The strength of the Eight Saints couldn’t be so weak as to await death, right?

"We five have no means."

Wan Sheng’s words left Chen Xuan stunned, "You mean...?"

"Hmm!"

"The Three Saints supposedly prepared a long time ago, especially Qing Saint, who sensed it hundreds of years and more ago. But we five from the Lower Domain are weaker, not qualified to participate."

"Then how do you know?" Chen Xuan asked.

"I accidentally acquired a treasure. Qing Saint somehow found out and later took it, but promised me that if successful, there’d be a few slots for me!"

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have known about such a thing.

"I see!"

Chen Xuan murmured, then continued to ask, "How strong is Qing Saint?"

"Very strong!"

Speaking of Qing Saint, even Wan Sheng adopted a serious demeanor, "Among us Eight Saints, he’s in a class of his own. Facing him, I have no courage to resist."

His words shocked Chen Xuan.

Such a wide gap?

"Didn’t Daoist Saint say that individually, even the Upper Three Saints find it hard to kill one sage?"

"Haha!"

Wan Sheng sneered, "That weak sage knows nothing!"

"Since achieving sainthood, he hasn’t left Jidao Mountain. What would he know!"

"Frankly, even with some cost, I could kill him!"

He had never regarded Daoist Saint highly.

Among the Eight Saints, he’s the weakest like a frog at the bottom of a well.

"This weak?"

Even Chen Xuan was a bit startled, then he sliced a spatial rift with his hand. "Come, let me test your strength."

Half an hour later!

Inside an independent space, Chen Xuan and Wan Sheng had stopped fighting.

The Dao force within Wan Sheng was disorderly, but Chen Xuan was also slightly panting, and his expression was deeply serious.

Indeed!

He was stronger than Wan Sheng, but to kill him... very difficult!

"Damn chicken!"

"And he took the title of Daoist Saint!"

Chen Xuan was speechless; if he hadn’t tested Wan Sheng’s strength, he truly thought there wasn’t much difference among the Eight Saints.

No wonder the Dao Pearl’s Dao varied so drastically when he comprehended it.

Yet Wan Sheng was inwardly shocked.

According to Chen Xuan, he hadn’t been a Saint for long, yet how could he be so strong?

Comprehending the Dao was one thing.

But fully utilizing it was entirely another.

"Is it not just a legend?"

This moment, a legend leapt to mind, saying there was a special Lower Domain belonging to outsiders.

Now it seemed, it likely wasn’t just a legend.

"Based on your assessment, how would you rank my current strength among the Eight Saints?"

Chen Xuan asked.

This needed clarification.

Having dealt with two of the Eight Saints, he had to carefully assess his own strength and decide who the next target would be.

"Fourth... or fifth in rank!"

Wan Sheng contemplated and offered his guess.

"Who do you think my next target should be?"

Chen Xuan’s question made Wan Sheng adopt a peculiar expression, staring at him for a long while, "What exactly are you planning to do?"

Chen Xuan had subdued Daoist Saint and him but didn’t kill them or demand anything except taking the Dao Pearl.

What was his true goal?

"Don’t ask what you shouldn’t. Again, behave and you remain Wan Sheng, otherwise..."

"Understood!"

Wan Sheng spoke immediately.

Having already submitted, he dared not have divided loyalties, especially since his life was in Chen Xuan’s hands, and above all, the biggest secret he kept hidden.

"The Lower Five Saints also include the Artifact Saint of the Artifact Refining Sect, the Killing Saint of the Devil Cloud Sect, and the Flower Saint of the Lotus Sect!"

"Among the Three Saints, the Artifact Saint holds the highest status because ninety percent of Upper Domain’s spiritual artifacts come from the Artifact Sect."

"The strongest is the Killing Saint, who enters the Dao through killing, very strong! Once he fought Spirit Saint, though he was defeated, Spirit Saint also sustained injuries."

"As for the last, Flower Saint, she’s the only female cultivator among the Eight Saints, the weakest among the three in strength, but still stronger than me."

"That’s about it, so who to choose depends on you."

All three are strong, hence he couldn’t offer a suitable choice.

"Is it so..."

....

In the courtyard.

Xia Cang was already becoming impatient.

"Five years!"

He frowned, gazing toward Chen Xuan’s room, utterly unhurried.

And Qin Se had only one sentence, Wan Sheng was still in seclusion, dismissing him.

"How much longer must we wait?"