Immortals of the End Times

"The Ancestor of Tiannan?! Who is that deity?"

Zhou Wu's eyes narrowed beneath his purple-gold crown as he stared intently at the black-robed figure wielding the Thunderclap Spear.

This person's aura was unfamiliar, yet he inexplicably felt a sense of unease.

In particular, the long spear wrapped in lightning shattered Yang Tianci's Xuanwu Zhen'e Shield with a single strike!

Zhao Wuji's eyes were cold and piercing as he transmitted his thoughts to the graceful figure behind him, who was wearing a cloak: "Senior Uncle, you will assist the Peak Master in wiping out the cultivators from the Zhou and Yang families later. Leave these two old bastards to me."

"You little rascal, watch out."

Yan Lan pursed her red lips, her slender fingers already forming a sword incantation beneath her cloak, and replied telepathically, "These two old ghosts are Nascent Soul True Monarchs, so don't let them capsize in a ditch."

Her beautiful eyes glanced at Hua Qingshuang in the distance, her red dress peeking out from under her cloak, indicating she was ready to strike at any moment.

"Ancestor Tiannan? I think you're just pretending to be a god! You haven't even reached the Nascent Soul stage, yet you dare to call yourself an ancestor?"

Yang Tianci wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly, "If you dare to interfere in the affairs of our two families today, I will make sure your soul is scattered!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly blurred, the dark gold patterns on his left leg surged, and with one step he left seven afterimages in the void!
"Divine Speed!"

The seventy-two linked blades instantly reassembled, their blade light pouring down like a torrential rain, swirling towards the Tiannan Ancestor from all directions!

"Little tricks."

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, and the Thunder Spear suddenly spun around. The moment his right hand formed a hand seal, the tip of the spear burst forth with dazzling lightning.

"fragmented!"

Click! !
The incoming blade array was torn apart as if by an invisible force.

The seventy-two flying blades were forcibly dispersed in mid-air, and some of the blades even shattered inch by inch, with the broken pieces of the magical artifact flying like snowflakes!
"what?!"

Yang Tianci's pupils contracted sharply. Before he could recover, he saw the black-robed patriarch's spear already moving like a dragon.

Boom! !
A bolt of lightning, like an angry dragon roaring, hurtled towards him and pierced straight through his chest!

"Brother Yang, be careful!"

Zhou Wu roared, his left arm suddenly expanded, and the dark gold fist energy transformed into a hundred-foot golden dragon, crashing fiercely into the lightning!

Boom! ! !

The Thunder Dragon and the Golden Dragon collided in mid-air, and the shockwave from the explosion tore the ten-mile sea of ​​clouds into pieces, causing the mountains below to collapse like tofu!

Zhao Wuji's eyes turned cold, and he sent a clone into existence.

"kill!"

The demon tree clone suddenly roared to the sky, its thousands of gnarled branches writhing wildly like giant pythons.

The bark cracked inch by inch, revealing the dark gold veins flowing inside, as if lava was surging beneath the bark.

"boom!"

The entire void trembled, and the right arm of the demon tree clone suddenly expanded, with dark gold demonic patterns moving like living snakes.

Punch out.

Before the force of the punch even arrived, the air was already torn apart like cloth, emitting a piercing shriek!
"boom!!"

Zhou Wu hastily raised his arm to block, but it was as if he had been struck by an ancient ferocious beast. His protective spiritual energy exploded, and his body flew backward a hundred feet like a meteor.

He crashed into three mountain peaks along the way before barely managing to steady himself, a trace of crimson blood spilling from the corner of his mouth!
"Roar!"

The demonic tree clone roared angrily, its bark bursting open at its neck, and Xiang Yu's true head burst forth from the branch!

His crimson hair danced wildly like flames, his double pupils hung in the sky like a blood moon, and his domineering and fierce aura swept across all directions!

The entire Balong Mountain trembled violently, and the spiritual energy of the fifth-level spiritual vein surged back like a tidal wave.

Amidst the horrified gazes of the many royal cultivators, the demon tree clone burst open its black robe, its main trunk transforming into a burly torso, its branches intertwining into limbs, and its tree burls bulging like bulging muscles.

Most horrifyingly, at the neck, the bark peeled off like a molting skin, revealing the true head of Xiang Yu, with its eyes wide open in fury!

"King Xiang has manifested his divine power!"

An elderly member of the Wang family knelt down on the spot, moved to tears.

The true leader had fiery red hair, each strand of which was wrapped in crimson lightning.

As the double pupils opened and closed, two crimson beams of light fell to the ground like blood moons, instantly illuminating the surrounding area within a hundred feet in a dazzling crimson light.

"Feng Tian!"

Wherever the beam of light passed, the air twisted and burned, carving out two charred marks in the void.

In the distance, a spirit boat belonging to the Zhou family was swept by the aftershocks and instantly turned into a fireball, crashing to the ground. Dozens of cultivators were reduced to ashes before they could even scream.

"This...this is definitely not Yang Xiong!" Yang Tianci's face turned deathly pale as he retreated violently, the mother and child blades in front of him humming and trembling.

"What kind of monster is this?! Xiang Yu's true head is actually on his head?"

Zhou Wu's expression changed drastically. He stomped his right foot in the void and retreated a hundred feet. The spot where he had stood was melted into crimson magma by the Heaven-Burning Eye Light!

The battle formation of the Yang family of Hongnong was already in chaos, with countless cultivators looking ashen-faced and their battle flags snapping in their hands.

"Want to escape?!"

The demon tree clone's right arm suddenly swelled, thousands of blood branches intertwined to form a hundred-foot-long demonic arm, dark gold patterns slithering like living snakes, and it punched towards Zhou Wu!
Instantly, the whirlwind and energy whipped up by the hundred-foot-long demonic arm mixed together, like a black dragon that blotted out the sky!

"Overlord Shakes the Mountain!"

Zhou Wu gritted his teeth and took the hit head-on, his left arm turning dark gold to its extreme, and his fist burst forth with the phantom image of mountains!

Boom! ! !
The instant their fists collided.

The land within a radius of thirty miles surged like waves, with countless pebbles shooting into the sky, only to be crushed into dust in the aftershocks!

"Pfft!" Zhou Wu spat out a mouthful of blood, his left arm bones cracked, and his body crashed into the ground like a meteor!

"Brother Zhou!" Yang Tianci roared, his left leg thundering as he flashed behind the demon tree clone like a ghost, his left leg cleaving down like a battle axe!

"Split the sky!"

The leg wind tore through the void, actually ripping a hideous rift in the back of the demon tree clone!
"Roar!" The demon tree clone felt pain, and Xiang Yu's true head suddenly twisted, its double pupils glowing with blood-red light once more!
Yang Tianci let out a sinister laugh, his figure blurred again, and he split into nine blood shadows, each of which held a blade and stabbed at the vital points of the demon tree clone!

"Blood Shadow Substitute Technique!"

"You really don't take me seriously?"

Zhao Wuji's icy voice suddenly rang in Yang Tianci's ears!

"what?!"

Yang Tianci turned his head in horror, only to see that the black-robed figure had broken through the afterimage blockade at some point, and the Thunder Spear, wrapped in dazzling white light, was thrusting towards his throat!

"Generate light!"

boom! ! !
The white light bursting from the spear tip was like the sun exploding, instantly blinding Yang Tianci and shattering his protective true essence as if it were made of paper!
In a moment of haste, Yang Tianci patted his storage bag, and a stream of dark golden light shot out, revealing the severed left leg of Xiang Yu!
"Get out of my way!"

The left leg swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a hundred-foot-long leg that stood horizontally in front of him, like a giant pillar supporting the sky, crushing the blinding white light into countless specks of light, and causing the Thunder Spear to shoot back.

"Pray for clear skies!"

Zhao Wuji frowned, his figure transforming into the wind as he retreated, his left hand forming a hand seal as fast as lightning.

In an instant, there was a loud 'boom'.

The lightning and fire wrapped around the Thunderclap Spear surged threefold, transforming into a roaring thunder dragon.

"boom!!"

The Thunder Dragon and the Demon Leg collided violently, unleashing a deafening roar!
The shockwave swept across the area like a raging torrent, causing the ground within a radius of hundreds of feet to crack inch by inch!
"laugh!"

The demon's leg was scorched with black marks, and the dark gold patterns flickered, but it was completely unharmed.

Yang Tianci's forehead was beaded with cold sweat as he prepared to circulate more of his true blood.

"Whoosh!"

A streak of blood-red light, like a venomous snake's tongue, shot out from Zhao Wuji's sleeve!

It was the Blood Fiend Needle Sword, its blade splitting into seventeen sub-swords and a main sword, carrying turbid calamity energy, pouring down like a torrential rain, instantly piercing through the protective light barrier hastily set up by Yang Tianci!
"puff!"

The turbid energy of calamity, like a festering sore, rushed straight to Yang Tianci's dantian along his meridians. Yang Tianci felt as if his primordial spirit was being devoured by thousands of ants, and the pain contorted his face.

"Die!"

He roared, his eyes turning bloodshot, and the power of his nascent soul and primordial spirit erupted!
In an instant, his spiritual pressure surged like a volcano erupting, and his violent primordial spirit power transformed into countless leg shadows.

Each strike carried a terrifying power that tore through the void, crashing into Zhao Wuji's sea of ​​consciousness like a storm!

The leg shadow was as black as ink, with dark gold patterns wrapped around its surface.

It was actually the domineering aura of Xiang Yu's severed left leg fused with his primordial spirit power.

Wherever it passed, the void twisted and trembled!
"Exorcise the Gods!!"

Zhao Wuji retreated rapidly, his hands forming hand seals with lightning speed, and his six core divine senses simultaneously erupted with dazzling golden light!
Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the vast power of divine consciousness surged and churned, transforming into layers of golden barriers that forcefully blocked all the countless leg shadows!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The aftershocks of the collision of primordial spirits were like a thunderclap. Zhao Wuji's sea of ​​consciousness trembled, and the cores of his six divine senses shook violently, yet remained as steady as a rock!
"How can it be?!"

Yang Tianci's pupils shrank suddenly, his face filled with disbelief.

His attack was a combination of burning the power of his Nascent Soul and Primordial Spirit, along with the domineering power of Xiang Yu's crippled left leg. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator would suffer severe damage to their sea of ​​consciousness if they took it head-on!

But this Old Ancestor of Tiannan was only at the late stage of the Golden Core realm, yet he was able to withstand it!

"break!"

Just as he was in shock, Zhao Wuji's icy voice suddenly rang out!

"Whoosh!!"

The Blood Fiend Needle Sword was like a venomous snake spitting its tongue. The seventeen sub-swords instantly split apart, carrying turbid calamity energy, and fiercely impacted the last defense that Yang Tianci had hastily set up!
"Chucky!"

The turbid energy of calamity, like a festering sore, relentlessly eroded the protective light barrier. Every wisp of black energy twisted and writh like a living thing, corroding out countless holes.

"not good!"

Yang Tianci's pupils contracted sharply, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his true energy surged wildly within his body, attempting to repair the crumbling defenses.

However.
"Zheng!!"

The main sword of the Blood Fiend Needle Sword suddenly attacked, its blade wreathed in crimson tribulation light, striking the weakest point of the defense like a falling meteor!

Yang Tianci's protective aura trembled violently, and ripples spread across its surface, as if it were about to collapse completely at any moment!
"stop!!"

Zhou Wu roared, the dark gold patterns on his left arm surged, and he threw a punch. The fist energy transformed into a hundred-foot golden dragon, roaring as it charged toward the demon tree clone!

"Go away!"

The demon tree clone grinned maliciously, its right arm's thousands of blood branches intertwined into a hundred-foot-long demonic arm, dark gold demonic patterns slithering like living snakes, and it punched the golden dragon!
"boom!!!"

As their fists clashed, the golden dragon cried out and dissipated, and the violent shockwave swept in all directions, causing Zhou Wu to retreat dozens of feet!
"Damn it!"

Zhou Wu's face turned ashen. He suddenly stepped into the air with his right foot and rushed forward again like lightning, trying to rescue Yang Tianci!

"Don't think about it!"

The demon tree clone roared angrily, and Xiang Yu's true head's red hair danced wildly, his double pupils shot out blood-red light, and two beams of sky-burning pupil light fell to the ground like blood moons, instantly blocking Zhou Wu's way!

"Crack!!"

Yang Tianci's protective aura cracked like glass, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread across the entire light screen.

He groaned, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and staggered backward, gritting his teeth as he channeled more of his true blood into a hand seal.

"Left leg! Return!!"

boom! !

Xiang Yu's left leg trembled violently, and dark gold patterns lit up as he tried to break free from the Thunder Spear's entanglement and defend himself!

"stop!!"

Below, on Balong Mountain, Hua Qingshuang's eyes turned cold, her slender fingers danced like butterflies, and the Xiang Yu aura within her body suddenly erupted!

"town!"

A beam of crimson-gold light shot into the sky from between her brows. Within the beam, an ancient war song echoed, and a scene of thousands of troops conquering the land was faintly visible!

At the top of the pillar of light, golden rays surged and condensed into a hazy, ethereal female figure.

Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her red dress fluttered in the wind, and her eyes held a deep, autumnal quality, yet they exuded a resolute and domineering aura!
Yu Ji has appeared!

Golden clouds, like a celestial river, poured down from the sky, enveloping the entire battlefield.

Amidst the rosy glow, one could almost hear the mournful songs of Chu, the raging torrents of the Wujiang River, and the timeless lament of the King of Chu bidding farewell to his concubine echoing through the void!
"Om!!"

Xiang Yu's left leg suddenly froze, the dark gold patterns on his body flickering, as if he were intimidated by the phantom of Yu Ji, and his defensive momentum instantly slowed down by three points!

Hua Qingshuang's robes fluttered, her crimson-gold aura burning like flames, and she coldly rebuked:
"The overlord is gone, the destiny should be restored, how dare you overstep your bounds!?"

"what?!"

Yang Tianci's pupils shrank drastically, he was utterly horrified!

Just as he was in shock, Zhao Wuji's icy voice suddenly rang out!

"die!"

The Thunderclap Spear unleashed a burst of lightning, like an angry dragon emerging from the sea, and shot forth, completely shattering the defenses and piercing Yang Tianci's chest.

"puff!!"

A blood hole the size of a bowl exploded open, and lightning raged like a mad dragon, spreading wildly along his meridians and instantly scorching his internal organs into charcoal!
"what!!!"

A piercing scream echoed through the sky as Yang Tianci's body exploded.

Amidst the pervasive blood mist, a Nascent Soul cultivator, carrying the mangled left leg, fled in panic!

"Want to go?"

The demonic tree clone grinned maliciously, and thousands of blood-red branches spread out like a giant net.

Xiang Yu's true head suddenly opened its mouth, and as his red hair danced wildly, a terrifying suction force locked onto the nascent soul!

"No! Brother Zhou, save me!!"

Yang Tianci's nascent soul screamed and struggled, but it was like falling into a quagmire, being forcibly pulled towards the gaping maw by that domineering suction force!
"Damn it!!" A cloud of dust exploded from the ground, and Zhou Wu emerged covered in blood, his left arm and right foot turning dark gold at the same time.

A blurry phantom image of Xiang Yu materialized above his head!

"Resonance of the remnant body! The arrival of the supreme being!"

The phantom punched out, and the ancient battle intent pressed down on the demon tree clone like a tsunami!

"Well done!"

Zhao Wuji and the demon tree clone both let out a long howl.

The Thunderclap Spear roared like an angry dragon, its shaft wreathed in blinding lightning.

With a thrust of the spear, the void was torn apart like cloth, bursting out with a piercing shriek!

The demonic tree clone's right arm was covered in demonic runes, and dark gold light surged like molten lava.

The hundred-foot-long demonic arm slammed out fiercely.

Wherever the fist passed, the air was compressed into tangible ripples, exploding layer by layer!
"boom!!!"

The moment the spear's edge and the fist's force collided, the entire sky seemed to be cleaved open by a giant axe, revealing a long, dark cloud trail that stretched for thousands of feet, cascading down like a waterfall!

"Here comes the sword!"

The Soul-Splitting Frost Sword flew out from the Heavenly Pot, its blade radiating a chilling aura.

It merged with the lightning of the Thunderclap Spear, transforming into a thousand-foot-long giant blade interwoven with ice and lightning. Before the blade even arrived, the earth below was frozen inch by inch and then shattered into dust by the aftershocks of the lightning!

"cut!!!"

The moment the giant blade struck, the entire sky shattered like a mirror!

The phantom of Xiang Yu above Zhou Wu's head glared angrily, his arms crossed in a block.

The ancient battle intent surged like a tsunami, but crumbled inch by inch under the crushing force of the ice and lightning giant blade!
“Rumble——!!!”

The shockwave from the collision swept across hundreds of miles like a raging sea!
The cultivators watching from afar were struck as if by lightning. Their protective spiritual light shattered instantly, their eardrums burst, and blood flowed from their seven orifices!

"Go back!!!"

A large number of cultivators screamed in terror and fled for their lives.

Looking back, all that could be seen was the place where the three were fighting in the sky, which had turned into a cloud vortex. The spiritual energy was in chaos as if the end of the world had come, and the world had lost its color!

"This...this is really a battle between Nascent Soul cultivators?!"

Some people were so overwhelmed by the terrifying and agitated spiritual power that they cried out in alarm, their legs went weak, and they almost knelt down.

Waves of shockwaves, accompanied by muffled thunder, roared from the clouds, echoing from east to west.

"boom!!"

Suddenly, the clouds parted.

Zhou Wu's body crashed into the ground like a meteorite, causing the ground within a radius of a hundred feet to collapse, and smoke and dust soared into the sky like an angry dragon!

However, in the deep pit
"Click, click-click!!"

Amidst the cracking of bones, Zhou Wu, covered in blood, slowly stood up. His purple-gold crown had long since shattered, and his hair was disheveled, making him look like a madman!
"boom!!"

His storage pouch at his waist suddenly exploded, scattering countless fragments of spiritual materials and magical treasures!

A streak of dark golden light, like an angry dragon emerging from the abyss, revealed itself to be the severed left arm of King Xiang!

Immediately afterwards, the severed right leg also burst forth from the air amidst the dark golden light, carrying with it an overwhelming murderous aura!

Even more astonishing is...
A fragment of a torso bone flew out from the depths of the storage bag, its surface covered with dark gold patterns like flowing lava, radiating an ancient and suffocating pressure!
"Xiang Yu's remains... he actually hid a part of them?!"

In mid-air, Hua Qingshuang's pupils shrank suddenly, and she immediately transmitted her voice to Zhao Wuji: "Wuji, be careful! He actually brought out all of Xiang Yu's remains that the Zhou family had hidden!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Zhou Wu laughed wildly, tearing open his tattered robe to reveal a hideous dark gold pattern on his chest.

That was clearly half of Xiang Yu's torso!

"Having endured a hundred years of hardship, how could I possibly be completely without any trump cards?!"

He slammed both palms into his chest, and the dark gold patterns on them shone like lava!

"boom!!"

Xiang Yu's left arm, right leg, and torso trembled simultaneously, and his dark gold blood surged like a river, intertwining once again in the void to form a domineering phantom!
The phantom's eyes were wide open in anger, its red hair danced wildly, and although only half of its body was solid, it had already caused the spiritual energy within a radius of ten miles to become chaotic!

"melt!!"

Zhou Wu roared like thunder as three pieces of his manhood crashed into his body!
In an instant.
His muscles swelled up as if cast in molten iron, and his skin cracked inch by inch, revealing the dark gold veins like lava beneath!

Ancient battle patterns emerged from the depths of flesh and blood, each pattern resembling a scene of thousands of troops conquering!

His aura surged steadily, almost reaching the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm!
The dark gold blood vessels at the wounds on his left arm and right foot writhed like living things, and in an instant they healed completely. His aura not only did not diminish but increased, becoming as domineering as an abyss!
"not good!"

Above the demonic tree clone's head, Xiang Yu's true head glared angrily, his double pupils surging with blood-red light. "He's forcibly fusing three fragmented bodies!"

"Take care of him before he merges!"

Zhao Wuji let out a cold shout, made a hand seal, and the Thunder Spear emerged like an angry dragon from the sea, its tip bursting with dazzling lightning as it pierced straight for Zhou Wu's throat.

"clang!!"

Zhou Wu neither dodged nor evaded, but instead used his left arm to block the Thunder Spear's edge with his dark gold arm, which was as if it were cast from divine iron!

The moment the gun arms collided, a ring of thunder and lightning exploded, blinding lightning flashed like silver snakes dancing wildly, illuminating the surrounding area for hundreds of feet in a ghastly white light!
"Nine Steps to Heaven!!"

Zhou Wu's ferocious laughter shook the heavens, and he stomped his right foot on the ground!
"Boom!!!"

The entire Balong Mountain trembled violently like a lone boat on a raging sea. The ground within a radius of ten miles surged like waves, countless rocks collapsed and shot into the sky, only to be crushed into dust under the invisible force of gravity. The smoke and dust rose like angry dragons soaring into the sky!

Zhao Wuji froze, feeling as if the air around him had solidified into an iron plate, making even raising a finger difficult.

"die!!"

Zhou Wu's left fist fell like a meteor, its tip forming a phantom of a hundred-foot mountain, carrying a domineering force that could crush the heavens, and smashed fiercely toward Zhao Wuji's head!
Before the force of the punch even arrived, the void was already cracked like a mirror!

At the critical moment...

"town!!"

Hua Qingshuang's cold shouts were like thunderclaps, her slender fingers fluttering like butterflies, and the Xiang Yu aura within her body suddenly erupted!
"boom!!"

A beam of crimson-gold light shot into the sky from between her brows, and within the beam appeared a hazy, illusory image of Yu Ji holding a sword. Golden clouds poured down like a celestial river, instantly enveloping the entire battlefield!
"Om!!"

Zhou Wu's fist suddenly stopped, and the boiling Xiang Yu true blood in his body calmed down by three points, just like boiling water being poured on snow!
The severed torso trembled violently, the dark gold patterns flickering, and ancient battle runes appeared on its surface, as if resisting his control!
"It's now!!"

The starry river seemed to spin in Zhao Wuji's double pupils. The Thunderclap Spear suddenly left his hand and hovered in the air. His hands formed hand seals like phantoms!
"fragmented!!"

"Crack!!!"

Spiderweb-like cracks suddenly appeared at the junction of Zhou Wu's left arm and torso. Dark gold flesh crumbled like porcelain, and Xiang Yu's true blood turned into a sky full of golden mist, each drop seemingly roaring like a thousand troops!
"Do not!!"

Zhou Wu's eyes were bloodshot, and his right fist, like a meteor falling to the ground, carrying the raging true blood of Xiang Yu, fiercely slammed towards Zhao Wuji!

The demonic tree's clone, with its demonic arm, blocked the attack; the two dark golden arms collided in mid-air.
"boom!!!"

The shockwave, like a raging sea, instantly tore the clouds within a radius of a hundred feet into pieces.

The protective array atop Balong Mountain trembled violently.

The light flickered like a candle in the wind, as if it would shatter completely at any moment!
"Rewind! Rewind!!"

The Wang family cultivators turned pale and retreated frantically.

Some people hastily made hand seals to summon protective magic weapons, but were blown away the moment the aftershocks swept over them.

He crashed heavily onto the mountainside, spitting out blood!

"Zheng!!"

A crimson sword light, like a rainbow piercing the sun, suddenly swept across the battlefield!
Yan Lan pursed her red lips slightly, and as her cloak fluttered, her slender fingers formed hand seals like a butterfly in flight.

"Red Silk, protect her!"

"Shh!"

The crimson silk in her sleeves surged like a dragon emerging from the abyss, instantly growing a hundred feet in length and transforming into a blood-red canopy that enveloped the Wang family members!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several cultivators who were sent flying backwards crashed heavily onto the red ribbon, as if they were falling into cotton wool, without suffering the slightest impact!

"Congeal!"

Yan Lanyu pointed her finger again, and the surface of the red silk suddenly lit up with intricate runes. As the crimson glow flowed, it completely neutralized the raging aftershocks!
However, outside of the Wang family, the cultivators from the Zhou and Yang families, who were closer in distance, suffered even more.

The protective auras of many Zhou family cultivators shattered, and their physical bodies crumbled inch by inch like porcelain.

The Yang family's spirit boat battle formation was thrown into chaos, with more than a dozen spirit boats overturned like falling leaves and cultivators falling like rain!

"Hold the formation!!"

An elder of the Yang family, known for his shrewdness, shouted.

But then a twisted rift in the void swept across, instantly severing him in half at the waist, his blood splattering across the sky!
The entire battlefield fell into a brief, deathly silence at that moment.
"ended."

Zhao Wuji's black robes fluttered in the wind, and the Soul-Splitting Frost Sword was already hanging above Zhou Wu's head.

The sword emitted a chilling aura, and frost patterns swirled like dragons, instantly freezing the area within ten feet of him into an ice coffin!
"cut!!"

The sword fell like a cascading silver river, Zhou Wu's frozen body shattered with a deafening roar, and his primordial spirit was also severely injured by the Soul-Splitting Frost Sword.

Amidst the scattering of ice crystals, a golden rainbow fled in panic.

It was Zhou Wu's Nascent Soul!
"Want to leave?!"

Zhao Wuji let out a cold shout, his two fingers forming a hand seal like swords, and a blinding golden light suddenly burst forth from his double pupils!

The golden light pierced the sky like a divine chain from the heavens.

Each link of the chain was wrapped with ancient, tadpole-shaped runes.

It instantly pierced through the void and fiercely entangled Zhou Wu's fleeing Nascent Soul!

Soul-Chasing Technique: Locking the God!
"Do not!!"

Zhou Wu's nascent soul screamed and struggled, his face twisted like a demon, and suddenly a monstrous nascent soul power erupted from his body!

"boom!!"

A violent surge of primordial spirit erupted like a volcanic eruption, carrying with it Xiang Yu's fighting spirit.

It transformed into a three-headed, six-armed demon god phantom and punched the golden chains!
Zhao Wuji let out a muffled groan, his sea of ​​consciousness trembled violently, and the six core divine senses spun wildly, like the sun hanging in the sky!
"Crack!"

The barrier of the primordial spirit formed by the exorcism technique was actually torn open with a crack.

Zhou Wu's primordial spirit, like a trapped beast, launched a counterattack, crashing fiercely into Zhao Wuji's dantian along the crack!
The demonic phantom formed from the primordial spirit spread its six arms and stirred up a blood-red storm in the Purple Mansion, attempting to tear apart Zhao Wuji's sea of ​​consciousness!

"puff!"

Blood trickled from the corner of Zhao Wuji's mouth, the golden light in his vertical pupil between his brows dissipated, and he staggered back three steps, the air beneath his feet rippled with shockwaves.

"Deterrence!"

He suddenly shouted, his black hair flying, his eyes flashing with cold light, and he clasped his hands together!

Soul-Capturing Technique: Spirit Refining!
Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness, the vast ocean of divine consciousness shone with radiant light like a rising tide, and the six core divine thoughts suddenly burst forth with brilliant golden light, like six great suns shining in the sky!
Countless golden threads burst forth from the core, wrapping around the phantom of the demon god like a net from heaven and earth!
Even more terrifying is...
The dormant sword energy of the Heavenly Sword Sovereign seemed to be stirred, suddenly bursting forth with a dazzling cold light!

"Zheng!!"

The sword's cry, like a dragon, resounded throughout the Purple Palace!
A streak of cyan sword energy descended like a silver river.

Wherever it passed, the crimson storm instantly vanished!
The demonic phantom formed from Zhou Wu's primordial spirit let out a mournful wail, and its three heads exploded one after another!

"what!!!"

The Soul-Seizing Golden Threads, like a leech clinging to bone, frantically eroded along the wounds of the illusory figure, and even began to refine its primordial spirit!

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, a chilling chewing sound suddenly rang out, as if thousands of evil spirits were devouring their prey!
The remaining fragments of the primordial spirit were ground and crushed by the six core divine senses in rotation, turning into dust in an instant!

Zhao Wuji felt a tremor in his Purple Mansion. His divine sense, which had been depleted due to the fierce battle, was now rapidly restored, as if a long-awaited rain had come after a drought.

The vast and boundless power of divine consciousness not only replenished its losses after devouring Zhou Wu's nascent soul, but even surpassed its previous strength!

"call"

He slowly opened his eyes, a flash of dark golden blood light disappearing from them.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the six core divine thoughts shone brightly, like six great suns hanging in the sky, illuminating the turbulent sea of ​​consciousness.

Each divine thought was condensed as if it were a physical substance, faintly revealing a domineering and fierce pressure.

That was the remaining fighting spirit of Xiang Yu after he refined Zhou Wu's primordial spirit!
"This primordial spirit is indeed a great tonic."

Zhao Wuji raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze turning icy as he looked at Zhou Wu's fallen corpse, and took a deep breath:

"The Zhou family patriarch is truly formidable! If it weren't for the demon tree's avatar and the peak master's assistance, the outcome of this battle would likely be uncertain!"

Zhao Wuji's gaze swept across the ground, where he saw the several pieces of Xiang Yu's remains.

Although the left arm, right foot, left leg, and half of the torso had escaped the control of Zhou Wu and Yang Tianci, they still exuded an overwhelming domineering aura. The dark gold patterns writhed like living creatures, causing the ground hundreds of feet around to crack inch by inch!
"Take them all away!"

He looked at the demon tree clone and shouted.

The demon tree clone immediately roared, and its main trunk suddenly exploded into thousands of bloody branches, which pounced on the mangled body like a giant python!
"Chi chi chi!!"

The moment the blood-stained branches wrapped around the mangled body, the dark gold patterns suddenly erupted, sizzling as they burned the branches!
The severed left leg shuddered violently, and the domineering true blood erupted like magma, instantly melting dozens of blood branches!
"Roar!"

The demon tree clone roared in pain, Xiang Yu's true head's red hair danced wildly, his double pupils blazed with blood-red light, and more blood branches surged out like a tide, tightly binding the mangled body layer by layer.

However, the torso suddenly glowed with ancient dark gold battle patterns, which caused the blood branches to shatter from joint to joint!
Right now
"King Xiang!! This is the person chosen by your destiny!"

Her emerald green and crimson dress fluttered in the wind; her slender fingers formed hand seals like butterflies dancing; and a pillar of crimson-gold light shot into the sky from between her brows.

Golden clouds poured down like a celestial river, instantly engulfing the mangled body!
"Buzz!"

The dark gold patterns on the surface of the mangled body suddenly froze, and its resistance diminished by three-tenths.

Seizing the opportunity, the demon tree clone gathered its thousands of blood branches like a giant net, tightly binding the four pieces of the remains, and the dark gold true blood flowed back wildly along the branches.

Its mangled body trembled and struggled, but ultimately it could not withstand the suppression of the fortune and the devouring power of the demonic tree, and was forcibly dragged towards the main trunk.
(End of this chapter)