CHAPTER 2216: CHAPTER 2214: THE SAINT SLAYER

The Demon Saint was truly furious and shocked at this moment. No matter how he thought about it, he hadn’t anticipated such a turn of events—he had been deceived. The Human Clan’s strong person had set their sights on his Guard Army.

With his body moving, the Demon Saint soared straight into the sky. This time, he had no reservations. He unleashed his most powerful energy directly as he surged forth.

Though his speed wasn’t as fast as a teleportation formation, it wasn’t too slow either.

What worried the Demon Saint most right now was whether the information he had received was delayed—he truly didn’t know if his army still existed.

Who was behind this?

Even now, he couldn’t figure out who was orchestrating all of this. No matter how much he tried to assess it, he couldn’t comprehend which Saint of the Human Clan had such methods.

One thing he had confirmed: this person was undoubtedly a Saint.

Could it be a newly emerged Saint?

Peter Brown, in turn, was investigating the Demon Saint’s situation. Peter knew full well that the Demon Saint was coming, but he hesitated to decide whether he should confront this Saint in combat.

Though Peter had the Killing Saints Formation in his possession, he wasn’t sure if the formation could truly kill a Saint.

With a glance at the recently concluded battle and a second look at the hundreds of Quasi-Saint Guardians now in his command, Peter clenched his teeth and thought to himself that today, he would risk it.

Peter understood that if he could eliminate a Saint today, he would not only alleviate the crisis for the Human Clan but would also greatly relieve the pressure he faced here.

With this thought in mind, Peter swept his gaze across the surroundings.

His heart stirred as he tossed the Killing Saints Formation forward. It instantly appeared at the location encircling the battlefield. He believed the Demon Saint would rush over upon seeing the situation there.

While this type of formation could indeed be used directly on a Saint, Peter exercised caution. He wasn’t sure just how powerful a Saint truly was and naturally didn’t want to take unnecessary risks himself.

Having set things up, Peter gathered the hundred-plus Quasi-Saints and positioned himself underground beneath the Killing Saints Formation.

Considering a Saint’s capabilities, Peter did not believe the Demon Saint wouldn’t notice him. As soon as he was discovered, the Saint would naturally arrive at this region, where the Killing Saints Formation could trap him.

The area grew eerily quiet. Apart from the fallen soldiers, the only sound was the relentless howling of the wind.

An hour later, as Peter patiently waited, the roar of energy echoed, and a figure appeared amidst the battlefield.

Indeed, the arrival was none other than the Demon Saint. He was utterly enraged and anxious. He had traveled too far from the battlefield, and even with his superior abilities, it had taken him an entire hour to rush here.

He’s here!

Peter, satisfied with his investigation, studied the approaching Demon Saint. To Peter’s delight, the Saint had, without hesitation, stepped right into the Killing Saints Formation Peter had set up.

Catching sight of his slain subordinates, the Demon Saint was livid beyond words.

As his divine sense scanned the battlefield, he quickly noticed Peter hiding underground.

Is it this brat?

The Demon Saint was momentarily stunned. He truly hadn’t expected such a person—how was this possible?

Puzzled beyond measure, the Demon Saint struggled to comprehend. He was familiar with the Saints of the Human Clan through various channels, at least in appearance. Yet he had never seen this individual before and didn’t know who he was.

Could it really be him who killed so many of his men?

Impossible, right?

While the Demon Saint was trapped in confusion, the battle-hardened Peter wouldn’t let this opportunity pass. As soon as Peter observed the Demon Saint’s momentary distraction, he activated the formation without hesitation.

A formation?

The Demon Saint felt like laughing. Was this mere Quasi-Saint attempting to use a formation to trap him?

However, his expression quickly shifted to seriousness, and even a glimmer of horror appeared in his eyes.

What kind of formation was this?

The Demon Saint was completely stunned. He could sense that the formation posed an imposing threat to him.

Before he could even comprehend it fully, the Killing Saints Formation suddenly erupted with immense power.

This is Tao Power Slaying Blade!

Among Saints, it was known that in this world, Tao Power Slaying Blade was an exceedingly potent force of destruction—a power capable of directly severing one’s Dao Pulse. And once the Dao Pulse was severed, a Saint’s realm could quickly collapse from the Saint Stage down to the Quasi-Saint Realm.

Impossible!

The Demon Saint was terrified. No matter how he thought about it, he hadn’t envisioned the opponent having such a lethal trump card.

This was far beyond the level of a mere divine artifact.

Nonetheless, the Demon Saint was no ordinary being. After his initial shock, he swiftly steadied his mind and drew forth a ridiculously powerful magic staff, assaulting the front without pause.

A thunderous explosion resounded as Peter controlled the Killing Saints Formation, which seemed as if it was about to be blasted apart.

What astonishing attack power!

Peter now understood that he had underestimated the power of a Saint. This wasn’t something fifty Quasi-Saints could handle; luckily, he had utilized a hundred Quasi-Saints to support the formation. With these hundred Quasi-Saints continuously amplifying the energy within, the Killing Saints Formation held firm and did not break.

The Demon Saint also realized that he was in severe danger today. He unleashed all his means relentlessly, pouring one attack after another. Not only that, he employed every offensive measure he had collected over time.

Not good!

Observing the situation, Peter realized that the Killing Saints Formation’s power was still insufficient.

Without wasting time, Peter directly merged the hundred Quasi-Saint Guardians into the Killing Saints Formation.

The situation had escalated to this critical point—Peter could no longer afford hesitation. If the Killing Saints Formation failed to destroy his opponent, then death was likely his outcome.

Of course, he could use his Elixir Sea to teleport away, but this painstakingly orchestrated setup would simply dissolve into nothing.

As Peter merged the hundred Quasi-Saints into the formation, he noticed the Killing Saints Formation advancing to the Third Order.

With the appearance of the Third Order, the energy of magicians within the formation manifested once again, materializing into three Saint energy entities within the Killing Saints Formation.

Under the attacks of these three Saints, the Demon Saint became utterly disoriented. Unable to withstand even a few rounds of strikes, the Demon Saint was annihilated entirely.

A massive surge of demonic energy burst forth.

Peter attempted to use his Will Palace to collect the Demon Saint’s willpower energy, only to discover that the Killing Saints Formation had already absorbed it. The formation unexpectedly evolved further, transforming from three Saints into four Saints.