I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

The sky was like a torn oil painting, with turbulent void currents surging out from a crack that stretched for more than ten kilometers.

The rolling mountains below were carved out by the cyan-gold sword river, creating a deep canyon thousands of feet deep.

Groundwater surged upwards, instantly evaporated into a sky full of white mist by the remaining polarized sword energy.

The ancient nightmare's tattered, thirty-foot-tall puppet body darted wildly through the white mist.

His right side was covered with countless sword marks.

The luster that once flowed across the skin was now completely dull.

Five kilometers behind, Ouyang Qianjue stood on a flying sword, his green robe transforming into a blue lightning bolt that pierced the heavens and earth.

His speed did not decrease in the slightest. With his sword finger extended forward, each strike sent hundreds or thousands of cyan-gold sword beams piercing through the void, blocking all possible escape routes for the Ancient Nightmare.

"That old madman Ouyang! Does he really intend to wipe us all out?!"

The cold soul fire in the ancient nightmare's eye sockets trembled violently and emitted a shriek.

Ouyang Qianjue didn't say much, he just kept wielding the ancient longsword to slash down.

A long, thousand-foot-long cyan-gold sword aura, like a reversed Milky Way, slammed into the ancient nightmare's protective shield.

Click!

With a deafening crash, the kilometer-long shield shattered.

The violent sword energy surged straight in, directly slicing through the left shoulder armor of the Ancient Nightmare.

Gu Yan stumbled in mid-air and nearly fell into the mountains below.

As they grew further and further away from Wind City, Gu Yan knew that if this continued, his primordial light sphere would eventually be exhausted by this intense wear and tear.

He must find an opportunity to open a spatial passage!

Three kilometers ahead, there was a region where the spatial magnetic field was distorted.

Once he rushes in, even Ouyang Qianjue's polarization law will not be able to accurately lock onto his mental coordinates in a short time.

Just as Gu Yan ignited hope and prepared to rush into the storm zone at any cost.

In the previously empty sky, a black dot appeared out of nowhere and instantly solidified into a tall figure clad in black dragon scale armor.

"Shen Tian?!"

Ancient Nightmare's voice was filled with undisguised astonishment, even shock.

A tidal wave of emotions surged through his mind.

How could it possibly be this human kid?!

How long has it been since he and Xue Li split up to act?

It only took a total of ten minutes!

Although Xue Li, that idiot, suffered damage to his foundation, he was still a genuine mid-stage ninth-tier expert.

To be on the safe side, that guy even ignited the Blood Sea Domain.

Even if this kid has extraordinary abilities and managed to escape Xue Li's pursuit by sheer luck, how could he possibly appear here unharmed and accurately block his escape route?

Could it be Xue Li...?

An absurd thought exploded in Gu Yan's mind.

I hope Xue Li won't get killed by this kid.

"Bloodthirsty Fiend? Where did he go?!"

The ancient nightmare roared hysterically.

Shen Tian hovered in the gale, holding the supreme Dao weapon, Divine Punishment, upside down in both hands.

"You really want to know where he is."

"I'll take you to see him."

Shen Tian raised his eyes, his pupils reflecting a mixture of deep blue and dark red light.

The voice was chilling.

Shen Tian's words confirmed Gu Yan's suspicions.

But he still found it incredible.

Xue Li is dead.

How is that possible!

A Blood Demon Prince, a mid-stage ninth-tier being who wields the Law of Blood, is in the hands of this early-stage seventh-tier human.

What methods did Shen Tian use?

Can't the origin of the ninth-order laws be reshaped?

The human in front of me exuded an eerie aura.

Gu Yan didn't have time to think further.

At that moment, a series of tearing sounds came from the space behind.

Ouyang Qianjue stood on the sky and had already killed his way to within a kilometer of Gu Yan.

When this human race's number one swordsman saw Shen Tian blocking his way, his aged eyes also flashed with unprecedented horror.

Did this kid really kill that blood demon all by himself?

A seventh-tier opponent slaying a mid-stage ninth-tier opponent?!

Ouyang Qianjue was filled with doubt, but his fighting instincts kept him from stopping for even a second.

"Shen Tian, ​​stop him!"

Ouyang Qianjue laughed loudly, and the ancient sword in his hand shone brightly.

The polarization law was pushed to its limit.

The cyan-gold sword river split in two in mid-air, transforming into two sword dragons ten thousand feet long, one on the left and one on the right, completely locking down the space where the Ancient Nightmare was located.

In front of him was the monstrous genius who had slaughtered Xue Li, and behind him was the persistent, ruthless old dog.

The Ancient Nightmare's escape route was completely blocked.

"You really think you can take me down? The Purple Spirit Clan cannot be humiliated!"

In its desperate situation, the Ancient Nightmare let out a roar of mutual destruction.

The two remaining purple spiritual orbs behind his head instantly ignited. The thirty-foot-tall, broken puppet seemed to be injected with magma, and the star-shaped divine gold on its surface emitted a dazzling, high-temperature red light.

The force field of the spiritual law expanded outward from him, creating a region with a diameter of one kilometer.

Countless purple spiritual chains erupted from his palms, lunging at Shen Tian and Ouyang Qianjue like thousands of venomous snakes.

However, the two of them combined gave Gu Yan no chance to catch his breath.

"cut!"

Ouyang Qianjue roared, and the two cyan-gold sword dragons crashed fiercely into the purple repulsion field.

The domineering nature of the polarization law, which only pursues ultimate penetration and destruction, was fully displayed in this instant.

The mental field that could withstand a nuclear explosion was constantly shattering under the strangulation of the Stegosaurus.

At the same time, Shen Tian made a move.

The Time-Space Tribulation Wings suddenly unfurled behind him, flashing with azure-silver light, and he directly broke through the shackles of sound speed.

As he moved at high speed, the space appeared to fold in layers.

The Void Realm Lord's ethereal state allowed him to easily pass through those wildly dancing mental chains.

Shen Tian moved like lightning, crashing into the Ancient Nightmare's domain along the crack torn open by Ouyang Qianjue's sword dragon.

Dark purple lightning, azure ice crystal storm, and crimson flames of cosmic tribulation all converged on the Divine Punishment Battle Blade at this moment.

A burst of purple-gold light appeared, and the power of the Eternal Overlord Body to open the heavens was fully unleashed!

A violent downward chop!

"Get out of here!"

Gu Yan sensed a deadly threat and formed a complex hand seal with his remaining right arm, attempting to condense a giant shield of law in front of him.

But Shen Tian was too fast!

The blade's edge, like an aurora tearing through the night, slashed fiercely at the mangled right arm.

Click—!

His right arm, forged from a divine-grade supernatural alloy, was severed at the root like a withered tree under the sharp edge of divine punishment.

The blade's momentum didn't diminish; it slashed heavily onto the breastplate of the ancient nightmare's thirty-foot-tall body.

The immense power, accompanied by a violent intent, poured down.

Under this terrifying force, the massive Ancient Nightmare was violently thrown backward as if it had been struck by a meteorite.

Ouyang Qianjue's gaze was like lightning, and he brought two fingers together.

The ancient sword, suspended in mid-air, instantly transformed into a thin, azure-gold line that pierced through the heavens and earth, precisely following the crack in the breastplate that Shen Tian had cleaved open, and directly pierced the energy core of the Ancient Nightmare Puppet's body.

The sword energy of the polarization law erupted inside the machine, and millions of tiny sword beams, like a meat grinder, relentlessly destroyed the internal structure of the Ancient Nightmare.

Rumbling--

The massive body of the Ancient Nightmare, which was thirty feet tall, froze in mid-air for a moment, and then countless cracks appeared on its surface, from which dazzling purple light shone.

His puppet body could no longer withstand the impact of this force and disintegrated in mid-air.

Countless fragments rained down on the wilderness below.

Amidst the exploding debris, a fist-sized orb of light, burning with an eerie purple flame, was exposed to the air.

That is the origin of the ancient nightmare's spiritual laws!

The sphere of spiritual light trembled violently in mid-air, bursting forth with astonishing speed as it attempted to tear through the void and escape.

"I never said I was going to let you go."

Shen Tian's icy voice rang out above the sphere of light.

The space collapsed under a heavy stomp, and Shen Tian's figure appeared like a ghost on the escape route of the light sphere.

He stretched out his left hand, and the phantom of the Asura Dharma form flashed behind him.

The destructive power belonging to the [Final Calamity] surged forth.

"No! Let me go! I am the third councilor of the Purple Spirit Clan. If you kill me, the Purple Spirit Clan will never let you go!"

The sphere of spiritual light struggled wildly in Shen Tian's palm, and the ancient nightmare's mournful soul shriek exploded directly in Shen Tian's mind.

The dying struggle of the ninth-tier expert caused visible ripples to appear in the surrounding air.

Shen Tian tightened his five fingers, and the destructive power in his palm gnawed at the spiritual laws of the Ancient Nightmare.

"Neither Hughes nor Brahma could kill me. Your last words are not enough."

With the crushing force of destruction.

The ancient nightmare's ninth-tier spiritual essence, like snow under the blazing sun, began to dissipate on a large scale.

The purple flame of the soul gradually died out.

"ah!!!"

Accompanied by a final, mournful cry filled with fear and resentment.

The spiritual orb that carried the cultivation of the third councilor of the Purple Spirit Clan for hundreds of years shattered completely in Shen Tian's hands, turning into nothingness.

The terrifying pressure belonging to a ninth-tier expert vanished into thin air.

[Successfully killed a ninth-tier Purple Spirit Clan member, gaining 50000 Kill Points!]

Just by killing two level 9 enemies, Shen Tian gained nearly 100,000 kill points!

A fierce wind swept across the wilderness, leaving only scattered fragments of divine metal hitting the ground with a dull echo.

Ouyang Qianjue hovered dozens of feet away, the ancient sword in his hand emitting a low hum.

This pillar of the human race, who had seen countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, took a deep breath as he watched the specks of light in Shen Tian's hand drift in the wind.

"Senior, it's all taken care of."

Ouyang Qianjue sheathed his longsword.

"Well done."