"No!"
Ji Hao killed Yu Mi with one sword move. Yu Mi, who was said to be able to predict the future, failed to predict his own death. Suppressed by the great Dao of Pan Gu world, his power was reduced to thirty to fifty percent, and he died without being able to fight back.
The Pan Gu sword buzzed ceaselessly. Instead of a long sword, it sounded like a heavy axe. Not only did he kill Yu Mi, but he also destroyed a pre-world supreme treasure. This seemed to awaken some primitive wildness inside the Pan Gu sword. The sword quaked slightly and boiled Ji Hao's spirit blood. The damage caused by the Nailhead Seven Arrow Book faded speedily amidst the buzzing noises of the Pan Gu sword.
Countless non-humankind nobles witnessed Ji Hao kill Yu Mi as easily as killing a chicken. Their minds went blank.
The 'colony world nobles' who came from conquered worlds and attained high positions through battles were fine. They were experienced, and the death of a high-grade Yu Mi shocked them, but they weren't afraid. On a battlefield, no matter how high one's status was, he or she could die, couldn't they?
But to those Pan Yu world nobles who enjoyed high positions in Pan Yu world, Yu Mi's death was like a thunderbolt striking their souls. Yu Mi, who was said to be able to predict the future, was actually killed so easily? That was a 'crown'!
Even the fact that Ji Hao killed the two 'crowns' with the Nailhead Seven Arrow Book didn't shock these Pan Yu world nobles so much.
Curses were too mysterious, and the visual shock brought by the traceless power of curses was surely far less than the scene of blood flowing on the ground. Yu Mi was killed without being able to resist, and this subverted the mentality of many Pan Yu world nobles.
"Impossible!" Quite a number of young Yu Clan nobles screamed out with blushed faces. Especially those young Lanao River Family people, they buried their heads in their hands and kneeled on the ground, as if the sky had collapsed.
The banquet hall, which was in a great mess just now, became strangely quiet. People stopped moving in panic, staring at Ji Hao and the sword held in his hand, in a daze. Some especially smart and experienced non-humankind nobles looked at the four beams of sword light released by Ji Hao in a greater and greater panic.
Ji Hao's cold and emotionless voice abruptly came into Yu Meng's ears, "Take your people, take your allies, leave the hall!"
Yu Meng quivered. His fine hair stood straight up as a strong sense of danger descended from the sky. He lost his eyesight, and even felt that his internal organs were twitching. He turned around and signaled a few of his trusted subordinates with his eyes. Then, he quickly sent a few warnings to some people in the hall through secret voice transmissions.
At the same time, Yu Meng had already rushed to the entrance of the chaotic hall with his men. He pulled out a golden staff decorated with a wolf's head and swept away the crowd that was blocking the entrance. Then, he strode out of the hall.
The moment Yu Meng rushed out of the hall, the four beams of sword light released by Ji Hao had already landed in the four corners of the hall.
The sword light dazzled with a cold light, standing in each corner of the hall like four enormous swords. Along with a shrill buzzing noise, the colors of the sword light suddenly changed. In the east, the sword light emitted from the great Dao of destruction; in the west, the sword light emitted from the great Dao of creation; in the south, the sword light emitted from the great Dao of sun; in the north, the sword light emitted from the great Dao of extreme negative; the sword light emitted from the great Dao of extreme negative; the sword light emitted from the great Dao of destruction.
The four sword lights landed on the ground. Centered on where Ji Hao's feet stood, a magic formation with stars in the sky and earth meridians in the ground, clouds rising from the top and the bottom, as if countless mountains and rivers were flowing slowly in the air. The magic formation instantly covered the entire hall and the hundreds of thousands of non-humankind nobles in the hall.
Based on Yu Yu's sword formation, this magic formation was created by Ji Hao with the power of the heaven and earth great formation in the heaven and earth. It was called the heaven killing, earth slaughtering sword formation. Once the magic formation was completed, the roof of the entire hall disappeared, leaving countless natural stars silently floating above everyone's heads like cold, emotionless eyes, emitting a terrifying sense of power that could make people quiver.
The earth quaked slightly, while sharp gusts of wind roared across the ground. Wherever the gusts of wind swept across, bone-deep wounds were left on the bodies of countless non-humankind nobles below their waists.
No matter if they were wearing heavy armors or protected by secret treasures, when the gusts of wind blew across, none of their clothes were torn, but their bodies were all injured severely.
Blood rained down like a rain, and shrill howls could be heard without an end. The few high-ranking 'seal' beings on the scene finally recovered from the shock and anger of Yu Mi being killed in front of everyone. "Kill him!" They pointed at Ji Hao and shouted.
Ji Hao smiled and raised the Pan Gu sword. Yu Yu's Dao of sword raised waves of raging waves in his heart. His embryo of Dao transformed into a dazzling sphere of sword light. The inexhaustible power of Dao of sword swept across the entire hall, turning the entire hall into a dark domain of sword light.
Beams of sword light descended from the sky, descending from the cold, emotionless natural stars and covering everyone like a storm.
Countless sword beams darted out from the ground. These hundreds of feet long sword beams spun rapidly against the ground like windmills. Wherever these sword beams passed, countless broken limbs shot out like a volcanic eruption.
Countless Sword Qi zigzagged through the air, like small streams, then converged into a large river, finally converging into a great river. Countless Sword Qi condensed into a raging river, and wherever it passed, whether it was armors, battle robes, artifacts, or flesh, everything was torn to pieces.
Swords, swords, swords...
The eyes of all the non-humankind beings in the great hall were dazzled. They seemed to see everything in the great hall being infected by some invisible force, turning into incomparably sharp swords.
The long table turned into swords, the benches turned into swords, the wine cups turned into swords, the wine pots turned into swords. Even their own long hair, under the corrosion of the sword intent, turned into swords that were stretched taut and resonated with clanging sounds.
Countless swords danced chaotically, countless swords crisscrossed and stabbed, and countless swords impatiently devoured flesh and blood.
Large groups of non-humankind beings screamed shrilly. Before they figured out where the strange changes came from, their bodies exploded into a cloud of blood mist, as if they were cut by countless extremely sharp longswords simultaneously.
Shreds of swords flashed across the air while sword power streams soared into the sky. Blood splashed in the hall, and a fierce aura of killing rose to the sky. Hundreds of thousands of non-humankind beings gathered in here for a celebration, but within a blink of an eye, a big half of them were slaughtered by the terrifying sword formation.
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