Supreme Devouring God
Chapter 664: Waves Sifting Sand!

Chapter 664: Chapter 664: Waves Sifting Sand!

The elderly man’s clothing was tattered, and he didn’t seem to have the slightest air of a powerful warrior.

Yet, even so, no one could afford to underestimate him.

This was because his body harbored an immensely terrifying Sword Intent, which kept subtly revealing itself.

And he was precisely from one of the Four Great Legendary Forces, the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect!

The Heavenly Blade Saint Sect, as opposed to the Nine Desolate Sword Sect.

The Nine Desolate Sword Sect was home to many Sword Practitioners, soaring above the clouds, leading a carefree and unbound life.

But the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect was home to many Sword Cultivators!

Comparatively speaking, Sword Cultivators were fewer in number than Sword Practitioners.

Consequently, this led to the overall strength of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect perhaps being slightly weaker than the other Three Great Forces.

Nevertheless, even so, the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect was still not to be taken lightly, after all, to be listed alongside the other three forces in terms of reputation was enough to prove this point.

Moreover, among the Four Great Legendary Forces, the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect had been in existence the longest.

In fact, many disciples of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect didn’t even know how long their Sect had been around.

Thus, this made the seemingly weaker Heavenly Blade Saint Sect among the Four Great Legendary Forces incredibly mysterious, like a fearsome giant beast lying in wait.

"Tang Cang, has the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect run out of people? To actually dispatch you, this old freak?"

Ao Mo, who was sitting beside the elderly man, also known as Tang Cang, glanced with a hint of disdain at his shabby appearance and said.

The Heavenly Blade Saint Sect had always been known for its low-profile conduct.

Whereas the Demon God Palace was the complete opposite, conducting themselves very high-profile and, one might say, downright domineering.

As time passed, this conflict gradually intensified, eventually leading to significant contention between the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect and the Demon God Palace.

Upon hearing these words, Tang Cang’s eyes flickered.

He could naturally detect the implication.

Ao Mo was mocking the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect for being on the decline.

Other Sects dispatched young, powerful individuals, so why had the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect sent an old freak who had lived for nearly a century to participate in the Ten Thousand Sects Peak Battle?

"Tang Cang, is that a name you, a junior, can call out?"

Tang Cang’s gaze turned toward Ao Mo, and he made a cold retort.

With just this remark, he relegated Ao Mo to a lower position.

The Heavenly Blade Saint Sect was not a Sect that feared trouble, or else it would not be listed among the Four Great Legendary Forces.

Ao Mo thinking of causing trouble for him, Tang Cang, was perhaps a bit too simplistic.

Ao Mo, who had originally looked at Tang Cang with contempt, suddenly stiffened.

Tang Cang was, indeed, correct with his statement.

In front of Tang Cang, Ao Mo was indeed just a junior.

And so, he was at a loss for a rebuttal.

"Enough."

Just then, the beautiful woman sitting beside Ao Mo, Fu Wenxiang, spoke up.

"The four of us have come here not to quarrel with each other but to select the Heavenly Pride. Let’s get to the matter at hand."

Fu Wenxiang cast a glance at Ao Mo.

Her remark also inadvertently provided Ao Mo an opportunity to back down gracefully.

Upon hearing her words, Ao Mo said no more, gave Tang Cang a cold look, and stood up.

Seeing this, Tang Cang, Jian Yuanqing, and the recently spoken Fu Wenxiang, these four powerful individuals who each held considerable stature within the Great Origin Dynasty, stood up from their seats and moved toward the rear of the Heavenly Boat.

At the rear of the Heavenly Boat stood a gigantic stele emanating an ancient and mysterious aura.

It bore no inscriptions and appeared to be a useless object.

But the ancient and mysterious aura it emitted let people know that it was far from useless.

The four powerful figures all took their places around the stele.

Then, suddenly.

Boom!

A torrential aura burst forth from the four individuals in an instant, no longer belonging to the realm of the Heavenly Origin.

It was... the Primordial Flower Realm!

These four were all powerhouses of the Primordial Flower Realm, for they had all cultivated a Yuanhua within their Dantians.

Therefore, the Elemental Power they unleashed at this moment was not only the Yin Yang Elemental Power, but also possessed a certain spirituality.

A fighter of the Primordial Flower Realm embodied formidable Spiritual Wisdom in every strand of their Elemental Power.

A mere wisp of Elemental Power still bore destructive might.

Such was the dread power of the fighters from the Primordial Flower Realm.

The pulsations emanating from the four, even with Qin Chen standing on the ground below, could be felt, leaving him quite alarmed.

However, beyond that, Qin Chen was even more concerned with what these four were doing at this moment.

Like Qin Chen.

At this moment, everyone’s gaze was also fixed upon the Heavenly Boat hovering in the sky.

After unleashing their full strength, the four directed a combined palm strike at the stele.

Their simultaneous palm power was enough to easily obliterate a Giant Mountain.

Yet the stele did not even exhibit a single crack.

After withstanding the fierce palm strikes of the four.

The stele suddenly lit up from being dull and listless to radiating brilliant light.

Tang Cang and the other three’s palms remained on the stele, as robust streams of Elemental Power continued to surge into it.

And as time passed, the more Elemental Power Tang Cang and the others infused into the stele,

The more dazzling became the radiance spilling from the stele.

Until a certain moment.

When the light atop the stele reached a peak burst of intensity.

It was as if the stele harbored its own spirituality, dropping directly from the Heavenly Boat to suspend itself in mid-air.

The stele continuously shone with splendid light, blindingly bright, compelling every onlooker to acknowledge its presence.

"What on earth is that stele?"

Qin Chen and Mon Tianran watched the radiant stele suspended high in the sky, their faces filled with wonder and doubt.

"Little ones, allow me to introduce myself."

"I am from one of the Legendary Forces, Demon God Palace. I am Ao Mo."

As Ao Mo’s voice echoed, it instantly drew a fervent anticipation on the faces of the crowd.

"Firstly, congratulations on enduring through three months of fierce competition to remain until now."

Ao Mo continued.

"However, I must tell you that your survival thus far doesn’t really signify anything."

"In other words, even if you managed to achieve exceedingly brilliant results in the Peak Battle of the Ten Thousand Sects, in the eyes of our younger generation within the Great Origin Dynasty, you, I fear, are still insufficient."

Ao Mo’s words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the excitement and fervor of the prodigies.

Qin Chen was unsurprised by this.

He knew all too well the saying – there’s always another mountain higher.

Ao Mo’s statement was likely intended to impart a lesson to those conceited prodigies, to show them whether their current level truly merited pride.

"Additionally, I must inform you."

"This time, among you, less than a hundred will have the chance to enter the Four Great Legendary Forces!"

Ao Mo spoke again, and Qin Chen felt as though he could hear audible gasps rising from around him.

Even Qin Chen’s brow couldn’t help but furrow.

Based on predictions, there were easily more than ten thousand prodigies from the Forest Demon World remaining.

Out of ten thousand prodigies, less than a hundred would be able to join the Four Great Legendary Forces.

This rate of elimination was staggeringly high.

"These Four Great Legendary Forces are clearly sifting through the sand to find gold..." Qin Chen muttered to himself.