"The supreme three suns and nine moons... All ancestor souls of Pan Sha world... How delightful!"
Yu Meng stood outside the hall, dumbfounded, looking at the bloody storm in the hall. He slightly opened his mouth and subconsciously began praying to the ancestor souls of Pan Sha world, the first world that his family conquered.
If those high-grade nobles in Pan Yu world heard that a Yu Clan noble dared to pray to any totem except the three suns and nine moons, Yu Meng would be regarded as a heretic, and would be burned to death. But at this very moment, in this situation, no one noticed his murmuring.
The grand hall was enveloped by a layer of sword energy that was tens of feet thick. The people in the grand hall rushed out, and the guards outside rushed in. When they touched this four-colored sword energy, their armors were shattered, and even their bodies and souls were shredded into pieces.
In the hall, sword lights and sword power beams dazzled across the air. Wherever the cold sword power swept across, it would bring up streams of blood. Countless body parts flew up into the sky, but were torn apart by the invisible sword intent before they landed on the ground.
Large groups of Yu Clan nobles had been trembling intensely. They weren't dancing, but because countless thin strands of sword power had been penetrating their bodies at high speeds, tearing them apart and making them tremble uncontrollably.
Following an ear-piercing popping noise, countless holes were left on the bodies of these Yu Clan nobles. At last, a thick strand of sword power descended and cut their bodies into pieces, ending their pain.
The ones who weren't cursed by the Nailhead Seven Arrow Book or killed by Ji Hao tremblingly gathered together and activated their defensive treasures. Light screens gathered together and transformed into a thick, seven-colored light screen that shielded them. They screamed hoarsely and angrily urged the guards outside the hall to rush in to protect them.
The sword power swept across the entire hall. If no supreme being tore apart Ji Hao's sword domain, all Yu Clan nobles in the hall would be killed right on the spot. Ji Hao carefully avoided the small area where Yemo Luoye and the other Yu Clan nobles were. Except for them, all Yu Clan nobles would be killed right on the spot.
Yemo Luoye, Dishi Yanluo and the others froze right where they were, daring not to move. Countless streams of sword power and sword light almost brushed against their bodies, roaring across their bodies. They watched in horror as countless non-humankind beings were slaughtered around them. Only this small group of them was unharmed.
"Ji Hao … He wants us to break all ties with the other nobles!" As the emperors in power of the twelve families in power, Yemo Luoye and the others weren't stupid at all. They saw through Ji Hao's intention with a single glance, but they couldn't do anything to him.
Ji Hao heard the curses of Yemo Luoye and the others in low voices. From a great distance away, through the streams of sword power, through the blood, and through the countless bodies that were sent flying away by the sword power, he elegantly and calmly bowed to them. When he straightened his body, Ji Hao swung his sword backward and cut a Jia Clan man, who had been madly rushing over, into two.
The divine seal floated above Ji Hao's head. Through the heaven and earth great formation in the heaven, the great Dao of Pan Gu world locked this hall. Except for Ji Hao, all living beings in the hall were strongly suppressed by the great Dao of Pan Gu world. Normally, the non-humankind beings were as powerful as Supreme Magi, but now, they could only release Divine-Magus-level powers at most.
As for Divine-Magus-level non-humankind beings, their powers were even lower than Magus Kings.
But Ji Hao was such a terrifying freak. He had the Pan Gu bell and the Pan Gu sword, two extremely powerful supreme treasures, and an incomparably strong Pan Gu body. More importantly, he attained a saint's power from Priest Mu, which was equivalent to a whole billion years!
Saint-level power... In the entire hall, all the so-called 'crowns', 'seals', and 'staffs' might be much more powerful than Ji Hao in terms of quantity, but in terms of quality, they couldn't even touch Ji Hao's shadow.
Ji Hao swung his sword and released a dragon-like sword light. The sword light generated by the saint's power was like a sharp weapon. Facing Ji Hao's sword light, the defensive formations of those Yu Clan people were as fragile as tofu, unable to resist at all. The defensive formations were broken one after another, and bodies were torn apart one after another. Then, countless sword lights and sword lights roared over and shredded those Yu Clan people completely.
With a faint smile on his face, Ji Hao released the Pan Gu bell to protect himself. With the Big Dipper step, he walked to the noblest non-humankind beings in the hall step by step.
"People, what a nice day." Ji Hao smiled brightly and warmly greeted the nearly a thousand top-grade Yu Clan people gathered in the hall.
Tens of non-humankind beings in the crowd stared at Ji Hao with their teeth gnashed. A white-haired 'staff' growled in rage, "Tell those useless things outside to rush in! Give them the span of ten breaths. If they... "
The 'staff' suddenly stopped roaring, staring at Ji Hao in a great panic.
The Pan Gu sword held in Ji Hao's hand released a three-hundred-meters-long beam of sword light that pierced on the defensive light screen created by these 'crowns', 'seals', and 'accounts'. Along with an ear-piercing tearing noise, the defensive light screen was torn apart by the Pan Gu sword one layer after another. Powerful pre-world spirit treasures were cut open one after another, and quite a few supreme treasures screamed in pain.
In Ji Hao's spiritual space, the mysterious man sat above Ji Hao's embryo of Dao with his legs crossed, excitedly waving his arms and saying, "Just like this! This sword has the Pan Gu axe that created the world... It can even cut the world open. Ji Hao kid, cut their heads open!"
Indeed, the Pan Gu sword held in Ji Hao's hands was a part of the Pan Gu axe, which Saint Pan Gu created the world and slaughtered millions and millions of Chaos monsters!
In front of the Pan Gu axe, the spirit treasures and supreme treasures used by these 'non-humankind beings' were nothing but a pile of scrap metal.
Before, Ji Hao wasn't strong enough to fully activate the power of the Pan Gu sword. But now, with the saint power 'generously' gifted by Priest Mu, Ji Hao was able to activate some of the power of the Pan Gu sword.
The sword light was bone-piercingly cold. Spirit treasures and supreme treasures were shattered one after another. All of a sudden, a scorching hot stream of power rose from Ji Hao's body. Boosted by his strong spirit blood, he pushed the Pan Gu sword forward and lunged fiercely.
The top-grade non-humankind beings who were protected by layers of defensive light screens screamed hoarsely. Ji Hao's sword swept across their necks, sending over a thousand heads up into the sky. Blood spurted up to tens of meters high.
Outside the hall, countless non-humankind guards who witnessed this went crazy.
They screamed hysterically, cursing Ji Hao with the evilest words they could think of. Shrill sirens could be heard from all directions. Countless non-humankind armies marched over in a formidable array, surrounding the hall layer by layer.
Within a blink of an eye, billions of elite non-humankind warriors encircled the entire hall, blocking the sky and the ground.
Ji Hao laughed out loud and pushed his hands outwards. Following his move, the sword formation in the hall suddenly expanded, sweeping across three-thousand miles in all directions.
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