Including the Master of the Sorcerer Realm's Life Severing Curse, many curses landed on the Mara Mask on Wu Dao's face, but they only caused ripples.
Those Essence Spirit secret skills could not penetrate the defense of the Underworld River's water!
When the Sorcerer World Master saw this, he felt despair.
Once the Life Severing Curse was released, regardless of whether the opponent was dead or alive, there was only one ending for him — death!
The Master of the Sorcerer World's gaze finally landed on the Dark Sorcerer Peak below.
Perhaps only the Dark Sorcerer Peak could protect the Wizard Tribe.
The life force of the Primordial Spirit of the Sorcerer World Master was rapidly dissipating.
Wu Dao's true body directly captured his primordial spirit and condensed a supreme Dao technique to delay the fall of the Master of the Sorcerer World as much as possible!
Although the success rate of soul searching on Sovereign Emperors was very low, Zhang Xuan was confident in his ability.
However, he still had to give it a try.
There must be a secret behind the Sorcerer Tribe.
Wu Dao's original body wanted to find some clues and clues through the Master of the Witch World!
Once the Life Severing Curse was unleashed, it was irreversible.
However, under the suppression of Wu Dao's true body's Dao runes, the Life Severing Curse was forcefully suppressed and the Master of the Witch World was temporarily saved!
There were still a group of Imperial Emperors around. Now was not the time to search their souls.
After blocking the numerous Essence Soul secret techniques with the Mask of Mo Luo, Wu Dao's glabella flickered and released a purplish-gold Martial Soul Fire.
The moment the purple-gold flame appeared, the Essence Spirits of the surrounding Imperial Emperors of the Magi race felt an intense burning pain!
Wu Dao activated his Divine Sense and unleashed a storm of Divine Sense onto the Martial Spirit Fire.
Whoosh!
The Martial Soul Fire was blown away, scattering into dozens of sparks that landed on the bodies of the surrounding Imperial Emperors of the Magus Race.
"Ah!"
The Imperial Emperors of the Magus race let out miserable cries before they stopped abruptly!
In their Sea of Consciousness, their Primordial Spirits had already been burned to ashes by the Martial Spirit Fire, and they died on the spot!
This scene was too terrifying!
Imperial Emperors were already the pinnacle existences in the Upper Realm. Even in a war between Emperors, it was very difficult for them to fall.
However, before Imperial Monarch Araki Takeshi, they were simply like weeds. With a wave of his hand, over ten Imperial Monarchs perished!
The remaining Emperors of the Magi race were scared out of their wits. Their faces were pale as they turned to flee.
But no matter how fast they were, they could not compare to Wu Dao's true body!
Boom!
With a single step, Wu Dao's main body caught up to a peak Imperial Lord of the Magi race. With a single punch, he reduced the Imperial Lord to dust and destroyed his body and soul!
With a thought, the Prison Suppressing Cauldron descended and smashed another Imperial Emperor to death.
The worlds of these Imperial Emperors had just been shattered by Wu Dao's true body. They had already lost their greatest reliance.
With their bodies and bloodlines, Wu Dao's true body could crush them to death with a single finger!
Rumble!
The Ten Gates of Hell passed through the Netherworld and descended from the sky with boundless might, smashing into the fleeing Imperial Emperors of the Magus Race.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
A large amount of blood mist spread out, dyeing half of the sky red!
In the blink of an eye, less than ten of the forty Imperial Emperors of the Magi race had been killed by Wu Dao!
Countless Shamans sensed the commotion and came out of seclusion.
Then, the Shamans witnessed a shocking scene.
Those Imperial Emperors who were usually high and mighty fled in all directions like stray dogs. However, they could not avoid the fate of death!
Boom!
Right at this moment, an extremely terrifying force emanated from Dark Shaman Peak, and the trees and soil on the entire peak tumbled down one after another to reveal the dense and mysterious talisman markings that were imprinted on the peak, and they emitted a strange dark green radiance!
"Hmm?"
The expression of Wu Dao's true body changed.
"Be careful."
Die Yue sensed the strength of the power and smelled a hint of danger. She warned softly.
The mysterious runes on Underworld Witch Peak came from the same source as the words in the Nine Springs Hell Sutra and Yin Yang Talisman Sutra.
The runes contained a strange Dao art. With the help of Underworld Witch Peak, they fused together to form an extremely powerful restriction. Its power had even reached the level of a forbidden art!
"Araki Takeshi, you're finished!"
The voice of the Lord of the Underworld suddenly sounded from his palm. He laughed loudly. "This Underworld Witch forbidden art is enough to kill you!"
If it was just an ordinary forbidden art, Wu Dao's true body would not need to care at all.
However, this Underworld Witch forbidden art did indeed make him feel a hint of threat!
Streaks of dark green energy spread over, pervasive and wanting to seep into his body.
The body of Wu Dao's true body rumbled, and his Qi and blood rose. At the same time, with a thought, the Ten Gates of Hell smashed down on Underworld Witch Peak!
"What Underworld Witch forbidden art? Break!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Ten Gates of Hell descended and smashed down one after another.
Underworld Witch Peak shook continuously, and the mysterious runes on it flickered. The earth shook and the mountains shook, but it still stood tall!
How terrifying was the power of the Ten Gates of Hell?
Any one of these portals could shatter a Great Perfection World.
However, the Ten Gates of Hell were unable to destroy Underworld Witch Peak now.
Wu Dao's true body activated his Primordial Spirit, and the Hell Suppressing Cauldron descended from the sky. Sanskrit chants came from the cauldron, and various Buddhas appeared around it.
The four Saint Souls on the walls of the cauldron awakened and roared into the sky!
The Sanskrit chants intertwined, and the Hell Suppressing Cauldron released a blinding golden light, smashing heavily on Underworld Witch Peak!
Within the Hell Gate, the water of the Hell Spring condensed into a torrent that poured down like a waterfall!
At the same time, Wu Dao's true body moved, and he took a step forward, landing on the peak of Underworld Witch Peak!
At that moment, it was as if time had stopped, and everything was silent.
After an unknown period of time …
Rumble!
Loud noises came from Underworld Witch Peak!
The Ten Gates of Hell, the Hell Suppressing Cauldron, the water of the Hell Spring, and the kick of Wu Dao's true body completely shattered Underworld Witch Peak!
The mountain collapsed and the ground cracked!
The mysterious runes on Underworld Witch Peak had completely dimmed, and they were no longer glowing.
Cracks appeared on the mountain, and it completely collapsed amidst the rumbling!
Underworld Witch Peak was like a symbol of the Witch World.
Since the birth of the Witch World, although there had been ups and downs, and there had been strong and weak, Underworld Witch Peak had never been baptized by the flames of war.
But in this generation, Underworld Witch Peak that gathered the providence of the Witch race had collapsed!
When the Lord of the Witch World saw this, his heart turned ashen, and his vitality faded once more, becoming dimmer and weaker.
When Wu Dao's true body sensed this change, he executed the Soul Searching Technique directly.
Poof!
True enough.
The moment the Soul Searching Technique descended, the Essence Spirit of the Lord of the Witch World shattered into a few pieces, gradually turning into nothingness and dissipating into the world.
He did not obtain any information.
"Look over there."
Seemingly sensing something, Die Yue pointed at the collapsed Underworld Witch Peak below.
The gaze of Wu Dao's true body shifted.
Among the scattered mountain, there were some marks carved on the stone walls. When pieced together, they formed drawings.
Those drawings seemed to be describing the origin of the Witch race.
One could determine that one of them was the Thearch Dark Magus who created the Witch World.
A group of cultivators knelt beneath him.
Initially, those cultivators looked no different from ordinary humans.
However, as the Thearch Dark Magus imparted his Dao, the bodies of those cultivators gradually transformed. Their eyes gradually turned dark green, and they became the original Witch race.
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