Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 1004 Four Swords Slay Quasi-Saints (Part 1)
With a quick change of mind, Yuan Meng, the Quasi-Saint, began to change her aura. She was no longer like a saintly maiden who was naive to the ways of the world, but transformed into a terrifying hunter who conquered the mountains and forests and hunted down all kinds of beasts.

"Although I don't know where you got the replica of the Immortal Slaughtering Formation, it's still a bit of wishful thinking to think you can deceive a Quasi-Saint."

"You've exposed the Immortal Slaughtering Formation; in this primordial world, you have nowhere to go."

Gao Yang remained unmoved. If that were truly the case, then the Tongtian Sect Master would probably have already killed him with a single sword strike when he arrived in the prehistoric world.

Since the other party hasn't made a move, it means that the replica of the Immortal Slaughtering Formation he possesses is of no concern to them, or perhaps the Tongtian Sect Master has already disappeared from the present prehistoric world.

To find out the specifics, we may have to wait until we reach Dongsheng Shenzhou and learn from natives like Zhu Qing to get a better understanding.

But for now, it's better to resolve the immediate issue of this quasi-saint.

Yuan Meng, a quasi-saint, gently clenched her jade hand, and a large bronze dagger, only one meter long, appeared in her hand.

The dagger was made entirely of bronze, with dark red and black edges on both sides, as if it had been drinking blood for many years, and it also carried a power that Gao Yang was familiar with.

That is the power of vows generated by sacrifices.

Without a doubt, this dagger was the sacrificial weapon used by the Quasi-Saint Yuanmeng when he worshipped heaven and earth. Over the years of worship, this sacrificial weapon has developed supernatural powers.

As Yuan Meng, the Quasi-Saint, gripped the dagger, the aura emanating from his body began to change once again.

If she was a hunter roaming the mountains and forests just now, then she is now a great shaman standing on the altar, responsible for communicating with heaven and earth, with invisible power of will surrounding her.

Gao Yang squinted, and a dazzling golden light pierced from his eyes. He thrust out his sword, and countless killing sword energies surrounding him surged out like a long river rushing towards the Quasi-Saint Yuan Meng.

Yuanmeng Quasi-Saint was unconcerned about this level of attack. The power of the sacrificial artifact merged with her, and a phantom of an extremely large altar began to appear beneath her.

The moment the illusory altar appeared, the Immortal Execution Sword Domain that had enveloped her began to be pushed aside.

Immediately afterwards, a phantom image of a bronze cauldron appeared in the center of the altar.

The moment this bronze cauldron appeared, the coverage area of ​​the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Domain was compressed again, occupying only half of the area.

The surging river of sword energy crashed into the edge of the altar and then silently dissipated.

At the same time, a roar as loud as ten thousand people crashed into Gao Yang's ears; it was the roar of countless witches who had been worshipped at this altar.

A flash of sword intent crossed Gao Yang's eyes, but he was not affected by it.

As he watched the altar and bronze cauldron gradually take shape, and the blazing white flames beginning to burn inside the cauldron, a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

If this Quasi-Saint of the Source Dream were allowed to carry out the sacrifice, he might become the sacrifice to the other party the moment the sacrifice was completed, and be killed directly by that sacrificial dagger.

However, the opponent's sacrificial domain could not completely suppress his Immortal Execution Sword Domain, so he was still relatively safe within the Immortal Execution Sword Domain.

The sacrificial ceremony continued, and Gao Yang's attacks never ceased.

But facing the altar that had almost solidified into a tangible form, Gao Yang's attacks seemed to have no effect; all his attacks were blocked by the altar, which exuded an aura of ancient times.

Holding the sacrificial implements, Yuanmeng Quasi-Saint began to perform a sacrificial dance unique to the Yuanwu clan in front of the ancient bronze cauldron.

It wasn't that Yuanmeng Quasi-Saint didn't have a more direct and simpler way to kill Gao Yang, but rather that only through this complete sacrifice could she offer all the fortune Gao Yang possessed, as well as the fortune he had collected, as a sacrifice to the entire Witch Clan.

In this way, everything offered as a sacrifice will be completely accepted by her, including Gao Yang's fortune, innate spiritual treasures, and replicas of the Immortal Slaughtering Formation.

Furthermore, only in this way can she, as a quasi-saint of the witch clan, avoid being devoured by the human race's fortune.

This is why she became the quasi-saint responsible for dealing with Gao Yang, a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

As for Gao Yang's desire to escape, where could he possibly escape to in front of a Quasi-Saint?

Not to mention, this Thunder Swamp has already been sealed off by the Witch Clan.

In this Thunder Swamp, only one of them, Gao Yang, could walk out.

Seeing that the sacrificial domain had already occupied 70% of the space, squeezing his Immortal Slaughter Sword Domain down to only 50%, and that the Quasi-Saint Yuanmeng was acting like a madman in front of the bronze cauldron, Gao Yang stopped probing.

He snorted coldly, and a chilling sword aura, accompanied by the fighting spirit of the sun, was exhaled by him, transforming into dark red sword energy that headed straight for the southernmost part of the Immortal Execution Sword Diagram.

In an instant, a phantom of a Vermilion Bird, obscuring the sky, appeared. Then, the dark red "pillar of heaven" supporting the south pole of the Immortal Execution Sword Domain shook violently, transforming into a sword aura that pressed down on the heavens and earth and merging into the greatsword in Gao Yang's hand.

In an instant, a dark red greatsword, pressing down on heaven and earth and almost crushing this place, stood tall between heaven and earth.

Gao Yang raised Yongyao high and decisively slashed down with his sword.

"The Immortal Slayer Sword: Meteorite!"

With a powerful slash, the golden light in his eyes merged into the sword strike, causing its power to continuously increase.

Facing this sword strike, the Quasi-Saint Yuanmeng remained with her back to Gao Yang, continuing her witch clan's sacrificial dance. With each movement, a dark red tree stump began to slowly outline itself before the bronze cauldron. Boom!

The dark red greatsword slammed into the altar, and the terrifying killing rules collided with the altar, unleashing a continuous roar.

Finally, the crimson greatsword slashed down, and a corner of the altar was severed.

Yuanmeng Quasi-Saint paused for a moment, then began to jump again.

Seeing this, Gao Yang reached out with one hand towards the far north of the Zhuxian Sword Domain, and a towering Xuanwu phantom appeared. Then, the black and white pillar supporting the North Pole flew towards him with a roar, and the cold, deathly black and white sword energy crashed into Yongyao.

As the sword energy of annihilation entered the sword, Gao Yang knew that the power of this sword strike was insufficient.

Without pause, a white tiger composed entirely of sword energy appeared atop the Western Heavenly Pillar of the Immortal Execution Sword Domain. Immediately afterward, the golden and white sword energy representing "annihilation of the world" shook violently and rapidly entered the body of the Eternal Radiance Sword.

After the resounding sword cry that echoed through the sky, surging sword energy soared into the heavens from Yongyao.

Cracks appeared on Gao Yang's right arm. Gao Yang remained expressionless, and wisps of azure light emanated from his body. He had entered a state of "extreme freedom".

In a state of perfect ease and bliss, when Gao Yang looked at Yuan Meng Quasi-Saint and the altar beneath her that was already missing a corner, the flaws that he had not previously noticed began to emerge.

The sword energy of annihilation and the sword energy of destruction collided continuously within the Eternal Radiance, and in the process of collision, they began to merge rapidly, with a dense aura of destruction emanating from the Eternal Radiance sword.

Gao Yang's body sank slightly, causing a slight indentation in the space around him, and then his body vanished instantly.

When he reappeared, he had arrived at the edge of the Immortal Execution Sword Domain, and in front of him was the altar that was nine zhang tall.

Endless killing sword energy shot towards his location as he moved, like a dark red sword energy cloak fluttering behind him.

The Eternal Radiance, radiating a dark golden luster, slashed down from above, cracking the space in its path, as if even space itself was unwilling to withstand this sword strike.

Yuanmeng Quasi-Saint remained unmoved, allowing Gao Yang to strike the altar beneath her with his sword.

Click!

Two loud bangs followed, and two sword energies slashed down from the left and right. The surging destructive sword energy directly split the altar into three parts, leaving only about one-third of the altar still under the feet of the Quasi-Saint Yuanmeng.

Yuan Meng Quasi-Saint's movements became increasingly violent. With each movement, wisps of bright red blood energy rose from the sacrificial dagger in her hand and merged into the dark red tree stump in front of her, accelerating the stump's formation.

When the tree stump has taken shape, the sacrificial ceremony will begin.

Gao Yang took a deep breath, plunged one hand into his chest, and gripped his pounding heart tightly.

puff!
With a soft sound, Gao Yang's body trembled. His health bar, which was almost full, was reduced to a sliver of health. The enormous life force transformed into terrifying blood energy that spread from his body and was absorbed into his body in a very short time.

The unique God of War's exclusive skill - Transcendent Physique - was directly activated by Gao Yang in this way.

With the rich blood energy entering his body, Gao Yang's aura surged once again, and all his attributes increased by more than 40%.

In that instant, a cyan dragon soared into the sky from the easternmost point of the Immortal Execution Sword Domain, carrying with it the cyan sword energy representing "the fall of the Heavenly Abyss," and plunged into the Eternal Radiance.

Gao Yang's various powers have been raised to their limit, and this sword is aimed at the head of Yuan Meng Quasi-Saint.

"Qiang!"

A sword rang out, and the Thunderfire Greatsword materialized, slashing down towards the head of the Quasi-Saint Yuanmeng.

At the same time, the dark red tree stump in front of Yuanmeng Quasi-Saint finally took shape.

Yuanmeng Quasi-Saint turned to look at Gao Yang, raising her right hand, which held the sacrificial dagger, high. Behind her, the blazing white sacrificial flames burned fiercely in the bronze cauldron.

Gao Yang's vision blurred for a moment, and when it cleared, he found a dark red tree stump in front of him.

His strength, his will, everything about him vanished, leaving him only kneeling hunched over before the tree stump, awaiting his fate.

He became the sacrifice in this ritual!
Before Gao Yang could even look up, he felt a sharp pain in his back as a bronze dagger pierced his body. Immediately afterward, a hand reached into his body through the wound created by the dagger, grabbed his heart, and yanked it out.

Yuan Meng, the Quasi-Saint, held a still-beating heart tightly in his hands, which were as white as mutton fat jade, and drops of blood dripped onto the back of Gao Yang's head.

She opened her arms, looked up at the falling lightning and fire greatsword, her expression fervent and devout.

Under her gaze, the greatsword of thunder and fire that had been slashed down began to crumble rapidly, and the beating heart in her hand gradually stopped beating.

She turned around, looked at the corpse kneeling on the tree stump, and a disdainful smile flashed across her lips.

A mere Great Luo Golden Immortal dares to challenge a Quasi-Saint?

(End of this chapter)