Wielding his sword, Hang Qiuyu charged into the crowd. Everywhere he passed, blood flowed and limbs flew in all directions – it was a tragic scene that resembled hell.
The battlefield was in chaos.
Shouts, screams, cries of pain and the sounds of killing were mixed together.
Ta! Ta! Ta!
A series of heavy footsteps sounded from the South.
With every sound, the ground would tremble faintly, as if there was a huge monster charging over with a terrifying momentum!
Many cultivators turned towards the sound.
A cultivator with a buzz cut strode over in large strides. His upper body was bare, and his exposed skin shone with a bronze glow. His muscles bulged, and he was filled with explosive strength!
That person carried a gigantic iron spear on his shoulder. Black and heavy, he exuded a berserk aura and his gaze was fiery. With a domineering aura, he roared in laughter. "A bunch of fools who don't know what's good for them. How dare you guys lay your hands on the Human Emperor's Palace?"
"Hurry, run! It's someone from the fiend sects!"
"It's the fiend heir of Overlord Palace, Pang Yue! Run!"
Pang Yue slapped the spear on his shoulder and it bounced up as he shouted, "It's too late to escape now!"
Swoosh!
The iron spear tore through the air and turned into a dark streak of light, howling with the wind.
Pang Yue followed the spear and charged into the crowd.
The few cultivators at the front were smashed into pieces by the black spear. With a shake of the spear, the spirit weapons that struck it were all shattered.
"Kill!"
Pang Yue hollered and gripped the black iron spear with a single hand. With a backhand sweep, more than ten cultivators in the crowd were smashed into pieces with a sweeping momentum!
Overlord Palace was the strongest body tempering sect among the fiend sects.
Even in Tianhuang Mainland, they could definitely be ranked in the top three and were on par with Glass Palace and Diamond Monastery.
As the fiend heir of Overlord Palace, Pang Yue's melee combat strength was terrifying.
This was a feast of slaughter!
Eight spirit meridians shone on Pang Yue's body as spirit energy surged and his bloodline surged. Wherever the iron spear passed, people would be crushed and no one could withstand its sharpness.
On the other side, purple qi came from the east.
It was as though an Emperor had descended with a wanton might!
"Run! It's Ao Yuxiao from the Purple Firmament Sect!"
The crowd in the east was also in chaos. Many cultivators fled in all directions.
A cultivator in a violet robe stood in midair with a solemn expression. His entire body was coiled with a myriad of strands of violet qi, a myriad of rays of light, and a myriad of strands of auspicious radiance. His entire body emanated a dignified aura of looking down upon all living beings.
"Go!"
Ao Yuxiao waved his sleeve and lightly reprimanded.
The hundreds of millions of strands of purple Qi that were originally surrounding his body slowly condensed into purple longswords in midair. They shone brightly, as if the purple clouds had pierced through the sky, tearing the crowd into pieces.
The purple clouds swept across the sky, and many cultivators fell from the sky, perishing.
Tang Yu was right. The appearance of the Human Emperor's Palace would definitely lead to an unprecedented bloody battle in the Primordial Battlefield.
The vicinity of the Human Emperor Palace would become a Shura filled with killing.
It was not just the Sword Sect and Purple Firmament Sect. The successors of the other nine sects also appeared one after another and joined the battlefield.
There were cold fairies in fluttering white robes, cultivators with lightning in their eyes and swift movements, Daoist priests wielding horsetail whisks and crowns …
From the fiend sects, apart from the fiend heir of Overlord Palace, Pang Yue, Shangguan Yu, the fiend heir of Illusion Fiend Cult, all of them had appeared.
The fiend heir of Shura Sect, Bai Yu, wielded his Shura Saber and charged into the battlefield in a killing frenzy.
The previous time around, Bai Yu was defeated by Su Zimo in the Saber Mountain Spirit Sea and had to escape with Blood Escape.
Now that he had appeared once more, he had already unlocked his eighth spirit meridian!
To be fair, if one had not unlocked their eighth meridian, they would end up like the cultivators before them – dead just by coming to take a look, let alone get a share of the Human Emperor's Palace.
The successors of the immortal and fiend sects tacitly avoided each other for the time being and joined forces to kill the other cultivators.
In such a situation, only eight meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivators had a sliver of hope of escaping!
At the edge of the chaotic battlefield stood a burly man in linen robes. He had thick brows, large eyes and a rough face as he watched everything coldly.
Su Zimo had already arrived!
"Ding … ding …"
Right then, a long chime sounded from the west, as though it could cleanse one's soul in an incomparably sacred manner.
Accompanied by the chime, a bald cultivator walked over on foot. Dressed in monk robes, he wielded a golden bell and his eyes shone with a faint golden light – it was the successor of Diamond Monastery, Monk Jue Chen!
"Amitabha,"
Monk Jue Chen raised one hand and chanted a Buddhist proclamation with a strong voice.
After 10 days, Monk Jue Chen's expression was normal and his aura was stable – it was clear that his injuries had already healed.
Su Zimo nodded to himself.
It was no wonder why Diamond Monastery was one of the six Buddhist monasteries – it was indeed capable.
Previously, Monk Jue Chen's arm was ruptured and his organs were dislocated after being suppressed by Su Zimo.
The fact that Monk Jue Chen was able to recover fully in 10 days also proved that his physique was truly extraordinary.
"Ding!"
Expressionless, Monk Jue Chen flicked his wrist gently and another chime sounded.
The cultivators who were initially flying on their swords in midair and wanted to escape from the battlefield shuddered and turned pale, swaying unsteadily.
"Ding!"
The chime sounded once more.
Thud! Thud!
One after another, the cultivators fell from midair. By the time they hit the ground, their gazes were dim and they were bleeding from their seven orifices – they were already dead!
Behind Monk Jue Chen, there were three other monks and a nun walking over slowly.
Although the three monks and nun were all from the Buddhist monasteries, they were dressed differently and the sect badges on their waists were different as well.
Five successors of the six Buddhist monasteries had already appeared!
The paragons were all gathered!
After this battle, the cultivators of the other sects and itinerant cultivators who thought that they were strong finally realized the terror of the successors of the immortal, fiend and Buddhist monasteries.
Even though they were all at eight meridian Foundation Establishment, they were not a match for the successors of the three sects!
The number of cultivators around the Human Emperor's Palace decreased but the number of corpses increased and blood flowed like rivers.
Finally, someone spotted Su Zimo who was standing at the edge.
It was the fiend heir of Shura Sect, Bai Yu!
Naturally, he did not recognize Su Zimo after his disguise. Otherwise, he wouldn't have walked over alone without any reservations.
Bai Yu's expression was cold as he wielded the bloodied Shura Saber in his hands. He looked at Su Zimo emotionlessly.
Su Zimo was expressionless but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.
"Die!"
Bai Yu swung his Shura Saber and drew a blood-colored arc in midair, slashing towards Su Zimo's head.
Su Zimo's eyes lit up. Just as he was about to make a move, a shout sounded from behind him.
"Stop!"
A fragrance wafted over.
A pink ribbon tore through the air. Although it looked soft and weak, it blocked the edge of the saber and withstood Bai Yu's attack!
Immediately after, as though it had a mind of its own, the pink ribbon coiled upwards along the saber.
Bai Yu frowned and retracted his Shura Saber hurriedly.
"Demoness Ji, what are you doing?"
Bai Yu looked at the girl in pink who appeared behind the burly man and asked with an unfriendly expression.
"Hehe."
Demoness Ji had already put on her veil once more. Chuckling gently, she rolled her eyes at Su Zimo. "This is a friend that I invited along with the fiend sects."
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