We Agreed to Brag Together, But You Secretly Dominated the World - Chapter 327

Chapter 327: Two Saints Attack

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Hahaha, I’m no longer here to keep you company!” Qin Hao laughed heartily.

The spiritual energy within his body surged out and rapidly returned to the Great Displacement Talisman. Countless symbols gushed forth from the golden talisman paper, saturating the void. At this very moment, Qin Hao’s form began to appear ethereal.

“Are we just going to let him depart like this today?”

“How many of our Spirit Race’s possessions has he ravaged?”

“Can no one restrain him?”

The Spirit Race members felt utterly powerless. The Great Displacement Talisman was not something ordinary individuals could interfere with. Even if a Saint Realm powerhouse intervened, they couldn’t be completely certain of halting Qin Hao.

“How can you depart after causing such damage to the foundations of my Spirit Race? Stay here!”

In that moment, a cold voice resounded, and a violent aura surged from the Spirit Race’s rear mountain. In an instant, the world quaked, and the mountains trembled. A dreadful aura erupted, distorting the laws of this world. The entire Spirit Race island twisted at that very moment. The once-floating island suddenly became several times brighter.

Boom!

Golden chains, resembling the laws of heaven and earth, bound the void. This was a genuine sacred weapon. Despite not being a martial type, its effects were extraordinary. It could suppress the world, including something as formidable as the Great Displacement Talisman.

The golden chains vibrated, producing the sound of clashing metal. They remained enshrouded in chaotic energy, as if they could rend the world asunder, entirely covering the Spirit Race’s ancestral land.

“Saint! Another Saint Realm powerhouse!”

“Hahaha! The ancestor of our Spirit Race has arrived!”

“Qin Hao certainly won’t escape this time!”

“Ancestor, you will undoubtedly be able to eliminate Qin Hao here!”

Upon witnessing the appearance of this sacred weapon, relief washed over the Spirit Race members. Two Saint Realm powerhouses had emerged, and although they might not be able to halt Qin Hao with the Great Displacement Talisman, he would similarly be affected.

The talisman’s effectiveness would be significantly reduced. The original million-mile distance might be shrunk to a few hundred thousand miles due to the interference of the sacred weapon. In contrast to the initial million miles, a few hundred thousand miles was a relatively simple range. Even if Qin Hao escaped, they could quickly track him down.

“If your trump card is merely the Great Displacement Talisman, I’m afraid you won’t be leaving the Spirit Race’s territory today!” declared the Spirit Race’s saint, his voice resounding like thunder and reverberating through the void.

At that very moment, a divine light soared from the Spirit Race’s rear mountain. This light was extraordinarily swift and, in the blink of an eye, landed on Qin Hao. Although it did not emit any power, upon touching Qin Hao’s body, a peculiar symbol materialized on the back of his hand.

“Oh no!” Qin Hao thought as he beheld the symbol on his hand. His expression turned grim, and his brows furrowed. He did not anticipate that the Spirit Race possessed a sacred weapon capable of sealing the void. This meant the effectiveness of the Great Displacement Talisman would be greatly reduced.

What was even more unacceptable was that the previous saint had left some tracking mark on his body. In other words, even if he employed the Great Displacement Talisman to escape this place, a saint would still be in pursuit. A few hundred thousand miles was nothing to a Saint Realm powerhouse, who could likely catch up within two hours. At that point, there would be no escape from the clutches of death.

“Haha…” The Spirit Race Grand Elder also laughed manically at this moment, a smile gracing his aged countenance as he indifferently remarked, “Is my Spirit Race a place you can come and go as you please? Even if a Saint King Realm master came in person today, you won’t be able to leave!”

As the words fell, he struck with his palm. In an instant, a colossal hand that blocked out the sky reached for Qin Hao. Although it couldn’t disrupt the Great Displacement Talisman, a strike from a Saint Realm powerhouse could, at the very least, severely wound Qin Hao. Once Qin Hao was injured, it would be much easier to pursue him.

However, just as the palm was about to descend on Qin Hao, massive dragon scales began falling from the sky. The resplendent scales seemed forged from divine metal, emitting dazzling divine light that pierced through the clouds. For a moment, divine light blossomed within the entire Spirit Race, resembling countless stars with sparks falling. They exploded within the Spirit Race.

Several splattering voices rang out as countless members of the Spirit Race were transformed into a bloody mist, unable to even let out a scream. This fate befell everyone from the Quasi-Saint Realm to those below the Qi Gathering Realm, who couldn’t escape. In just a single breath’s time, about seventy percent of the Spirit Race’s people had perished. The remaining few were only those who had been fortunate enough not to be near the battlefield.

“Pfft…” The Spirit Race Grand Elder reached out to grab a dragon scale. Terrifying power erupted in his hand, resembling the explosion of a miniature sun. A mighty force radiated in all directions, and one of his arms was blown into a bloody mist. Half of his body was covered in blood, and white bones were visible, an extremely terrifying sight.

“This… What’s happening?” The Spirit Race Grand Elder’s face turned deathly pale, and he spoke in a somewhat pitiful state.

At this moment, he had no time to consider his own injuries and instead looked solemnly at the void. In the depths of his eyes, there was only deep fear and shock. For a long time, he couldn’t react. Everything had happened far too suddenly, and no one could have foreseen it. They had initially thought that Qin Hao’s appearance today was already a great calamity for the Spirit Race. But now, it seemed he was just the beginning. That previous attack was not something just anyone could execute.

To inflict such extensive damage on the Spirit Race, the other’s strength had to be at least at the peak stage of the Saint Realm. Perhaps even a Great Saint Realm powerhouse! More likely, it was a Saint King Realm master!

Thinking about this, the Spirit Race Grand Elder’s body trembled slightly. Not long ago, he had casually told Qin Hao that even if a Saint King Realm master appeared today, he still couldn’t escape death. Could it be… this person was truly a Saint King Realm master?

“Which Fellow Daoist is traversing through our Spirit Race’s territory? Fellow Daoist, jokes of this nature should not be made so lightly!”

The Spirit Race Grand Elder’s voice trembled, and his tone carried a hint of sorrow and indignation. The recent attack had wiped out over half of their Spirit Race. He was now forced to speak apologetically and even attempted to pass it off as a joke..