Clang!
The saber struck the flying sword and sliced it into two.
Dao Being Han Ming spat out a huge mouthful of blood.
The flying sword was his Destiny Dharmic Weapon and was connected to his Essence Spirit.
With his Destiny Dharmic Weapon destroyed, Dao Being Han Ming's Essence Spirit was severely injured as though it was struck by lightning!
However, the black-robed man's saber technique was still sharp and did not stop. It struck the shield in midair heavily and let out a deafening sound of metal clashing!
Boom!
The shield exploded into a pile of shards.
A terrifying power surged into Dao Being Han Ming's body like a sharp blade, slicing his organs, bloodline and bones into pieces!
Poof! Poof!
Poof! Poof! Blood mists exploded on the surface of Dao Being Han Ming's body.
A single slash was enough to sever Dao Being Han Ming's lifeforce completely!
A tiny glowing person scurried out of Dao Being Han Ming's head in a panic.
His Essence Spirit left his body and fled into the distance!
Unfortunately, the two of them were extremely close and Dao Being Han Ming's Essence Spirit did not manage to escape far before the black-robed man caught up and crushed it!
Without the protection of the physical body, the Essence Spirit was way too weak and could not withstand a single blow.
In the blink of an eye, all the Void Reversions of the four major sects were killed by the black-robed man, leaving only the Palace Lord.
The Palace Lord had just conjured a Dharmic art when Dao Being Han Ming was already dead.
The Blood Crow Palace's Lord grit his teeth and waved the bone staff in his hands. He muttered a series of obscure words.
The skull at the top of the bone staff gradually filled with blood as though it was alive and the sockets of its eyes shone with a scarlet blood glow.
"Blood Bats, condense!"
The Palace Lord hollered and pointed his bone staff towards the black-robed man from afar.
Buzz! Buzz!
Buzz! The skull on the bone staff opened its mouth and blood-colored bats swarmed out one after another like locusts. They were endless and swarmed towards the black-robed man.
That was a secret skill of the witch race.
Every single one of them was a bloodthirsty bat. As long as one was surrounded by a blood bat, it would only take an instant for them to suck the blood of a cultivator dry!
"How dare a firefly compete with the radiance of the moon!"
The black-robed man sneered.
Facing the Blood Bats that blotted out the sky, he did not retreat or dodge. Instead, he took a step forward and slashed out with his saber once again!
The weather changed.
This saber seemed to have slashed out an endless purgatory!
Heaven and earth collapsed.
An endless rain of fire fell from the sky. The ground cracked open, and crimson red lava gushed out. The vast land was filled with desolation, and corpses were everywhere!
The Blood Bats that filled the sky charged into the Avici Purgatory, wailing incessantly. Before they could get close, they had already turned into nothingness.
A look of panic flashed through the Palace Lord's eyes.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, the black-robed man had already arrived before the Palace Lord.
The black robed man swung his blade with a backhand motion at an extremely swift speed. The blade tore through space and emitted a wave of ghastly wails and howls that shook the heart.
The Palace Lord's heart skipped a beat. Without any time to think, he could only raise the bone staff in his hand to receive the blow.
Creak —
The blade slashed across the bone staff, producing an ear-piercing sound that made one's teeth ache.
A faint mark was left on the bone staff!
The Palace Lord shuddered and a mouthful of blood surged up his throat before he swallowed it down forcefully.
Although the witch race was one of the Primordial Nine Races, their physiques were not strong and the techniques they specialized in were not melee combat.
With a single slash, the Palace Lord was already severely injured.
Each time he breathed, he could feel the moist stench of blood and the pain of his lungs being ripped apart!
This was proof that his organs were injured!
If he continued fighting, there was a high chance that he would suffer from an unrecoverable injury.
The Palace Lord retreated explosively and waved his bone staff, setting up a series of ghastly green barriers in front of him.
The black-robed man ignored them and barged through forcefully. Crack!
Crack! Crack!
Crack! The ghastly green barriers shattered repeatedly, unable to stop the black-robed man in his tracks.
The black-robed man's gaze was cold and his killing intent was chilling, following him like a shadow!
Sensing the black-robed man's killing intent, the Palace Lord finally panicked. Widening his eyes, he hollered, "Shura, I'm from the witch race! If you dare to take my life, Shura Sect will be destroyed! "
When he heard that, Su Zimo was secretly alarmed.
The Palace Lord's tone was forceful and filled with confidence, as though he was hinting at something.
Could there truly be a super sect in Tianhuang Mainland that was destroyed by the Primordial Nine Races?
"You think that a remnant of the witch race like you can threaten me?"
The black-robed man's gaze was cold as he strode forward and slashed at the Palace Lord once more.
Clang!
The Palace Lord barely managed to defend against it. Unable to hold it in any longer, he spat out a huge mouthful of blood and his organs shifted, almost shattering!
The words' remnant of the witch race 'caused quite a stir in the crowd.
In the cultivation world, ferocious beasts with impure bloodlines were known as remnant beasts.
In that case, the Palace Lord was not completely considered as a member of the witch race and could only be considered half of it!
Suddenly, Su Zimo recalled that back in the primordial ruin, the divine dragon had said something similar as well, berating the Palace Lord for being a bastard with an impure bloodline.
After being exposed by the black-robed man, the Palace Lord's expression turned extremely terrible with a steely expression.
The black-robed man remarked coldly, "Even if a true witch was here, I would dare to kill you, let alone a remnant of the witch race! There's no one in this world that I, Yan Beichen, don't dare to kill! "
It was only at this moment that Su Zimo found out that this terrifying expert from a thousand years ago was Yan Beichen.
The Palace Lord did not dare to linger as he bit his tongue gently and spat out a stream of essence blood, releasing a secret skill.
Turning into a streak of light, he fled into the distance at an extremely fast speed!
"Where do you think you're going?"
Yan Beichen's eyes lit up and shone with a dark glint. Slashing with his saber, it seemed to cross the void and slashed heavily on the Palace Lord's body.
There was no way to dodge!
"Pfft!"
A pillar of blood spewed out.
Blood Crow Palace's Lord's body was sliced into two!
The Essence Spirit of the Palace Lord left his body and floated in midair. It was a tiny person that shone with a faint blood light and looked exactly the same as his main body.
"Blood sacrifice!"
The Essence Spirit of the Blood Crow Palace's Palace Lord escaped and released a spirit consciousness fluctuation.
The Essence Spirit passed by one village after another and there were many innocent mortals below. There were farmers plowing the fields, burly men chopping firewood, women preparing meals and children playing around …
As though they were enveloped by some sort of power, those living beings were motionless!
In the blink of an eye, their bodies withered rapidly and turned into streaks of blood light. Streams of lifeforce essence surged into the fleeing Essence Spirit in midair!
The Palace Lord's Essence Spirit shone with a bright blood light and recovered rapidly.
Everyone from Misty Peak was enraged at the sight of that!
Hundreds of thousands of innocent mortals met with a calamity and turned into dried corpses in a tragic manner – it was exactly the same as what Su Zimo and the others saw in Linfeng City back then!
Yan Beichen chased after him with his saber, striding through the voids in huge strides.
Unfortunately, the distance between the two of them increased.
Although Void Reversions had lost their bodies and only had Essence Spirits left, their combat strength was reduced, their speed was at least twice as fast as before without the restraints of their bodies!
Furthermore, the Palace Lord had used the evil art of blood sacrifice to replenish his massive energy and managed to escape Yan Beichen's pursuit before long.
"Shura, I'll definitely take revenge for destroying my body today! Hahahaha! "
The blood light disappeared into the horizons, leaving behind a sinister laughter.
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