The sword seemed to be able to split the heaven and earth apart. Its power was extremely terrifying!
"Ethereal Sword …"
The aura released by the sword shadow was too familiar. Wutian would never forget it for the rest of his life. It was deeply engraved in his heart.
Because it was this sword that killed the woman he loved the most. How could he forget it!
Once, she fell under this sword in order to save him. In order to resurrect her, he racked his brains and fought a battle of wits and courage with the Great Honored Warriors.
At this moment, seeing the culprit, Wutian was enraged. The suppressed anger in his heart erupted like a volcano!
His white hair and clothes were fluttering in the wind. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. With a clang, the Sun Moon Divine Plate appeared and spun in his palm, emitting a dazzling golden light!
"You must die today!" Wutian shouted. He did not know who was controlling the Ethereal Sword, nor did he want to know. This person must die today. If he did not kill this person, the sorrow and anger in his heart would not be appeased.
The power of fire surged and the Sun Moon Divine Plate exploded. The golden light disappeared quickly and was replaced by a sky full of flames. With a swoosh, the Divine Plate flew out of his hand and turned into a fiery red sun. It broke through the void and crashed into the sword shadow crazily.
Boom!
The sword shadow fell. It was extremely sharp and its aura broke through the clouds. However, the Ethereal Sword was incomplete and could not be compared with the Sun Moon Divine Plate. With an earth-shattering bang, the sword shadow was shattered into pieces and turned into streaks of Sword Qi that shot downward!
Although it was only the remnants of the Sword Qi, its power was still extremely strong. Fifty to sixty seals trembled violently and radiated brilliance. At last, with a cracking sound, all of them collapsed!
Rumble …
A huge earthquake happened at this place. Mountains collapsed and the ground cracked. The ground sank and countless bottomless cracks appeared. Dust covered half of the sky and nothing could be seen …
In an instant, a passage was opened. The people of the Great Confucian Empire were overjoyed. The despair in their eyes turned into hope and rushed out of the passage!
"Kill!"
Di Tian was like a Fire God descending to the mortal world. His sleeves fluttered in the wind, and his fiery red hair danced in the air like flames. With a wave of his hand, fire elemental energy filled the sky, and ferocious beasts appeared one after another, roaring as they charged toward the passage!
"Ah …"
Di Tian was as strong as a Celestial Demon. The ferocious beast manifested by the fire element was no different from a real beast. His ferocious aura was torrential as he pushed his way forward. In just a split second, half of the Great Confucian Empire's men were killed or injured.
The others did not make a move. Their King Divine Weapons gave off resplendent lights as they stared at the ferocious beasts at the altar. These were the most troublesome existences.
Di Tian's expression was cold and indifferent. He was truly like the reincarnation of the Fire God. His hands moved as he unleashed all sorts of powerful killing moves. He didn't even need to store up his energy and was able to unleash them easily.
The people of the Great Confucian Empire screamed in agony. They thought this was a way out, but they did not expect there to be a Death God waiting to reap their lives.
Gou Yaolong had already retreated from the sky, and stood side by side with Murong Feibai and Cang Zheng to guard the north. As for the remaining restrictions, he did not need to activate them intentionally, and they could unleash their strongest destructive power!
Wutian did not care about the people of the Great Confucian Empire and the ferocious beasts at the Dragon God Mountain Range. He stood in the sky blankly, and images of Chu Yiyan kept flashing in his mind.
These memory fragments were buried deep in his heart, and he was not willing to touch them. He was afraid that he would sink into them and not be able to extricate himself. No, he did not want to extricate himself from them.
Now that he saw the Empty Spirit Sword, these memories emerged uncontrollably and filled his entire mind.
Pain! Pain in his heart!
Regret! Even his intestines were green with regret. If he could turn back time, he would never have doubted Chu Yiyan, and he would never have faced her with such a cold gaze …
"I hate it!" Wutian roared angrily, and his grief soared to the sky. If one looked closely, they would even notice two drops of crystal clear tears at the corner of his eyes …
It seeped into his mouth. It was very bitter, very sour, very painful …
"I'll kill you no matter where you go!"
This simple sentence clearly expressed the pain and anger in Wutian's heart. He didn't look down because there was no one else in his eyes right now. He only had eyes for the person behind the scenes who controlled the Empty Spirit Sword.
He took a step forward, and his white hair danced in the wind. His clothes were cold, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. Blood Qi steamed outside his body, and he turned into a real Asura!
"Wutian …"
Just when Qu Lulu wanted to say something, she was stopped by Han Tian. He looked up at the figure and murmured, "Although he didn't say anything all these years, as his brother who knows him best, I know that he's really tired. Let him vent it out!"
"Sigh! I didn't expect the Empty Spirit Sword to appear here. "Di Tian shook his head and sighed. The people who knew Wutian the best were naturally him and Han Tian. Their past experiences were basically the same.
Therefore, they could understand Wutian's feelings at this moment, so they did not stop him.
However, there was one thing that the two of them could not understand. Wutian did not have a spirit body, so why was he using the power of fire?
Clang …
The Sun Moon Divine Disk emitted boundless light and floated above Wutian's head. Wisps of fire spurted out, protecting him in the center.
The Wind God's Boots were fully activated, and in a dozen breaths, he was three hundred miles away. Immediately, he saw dozens of figures standing proudly not far away. These people were Zhao Qing, the First Prince, and the others.
"Hehe." Zhao Qing held the Empty Spirit Sword and stood at the front. Seeing Wutian quickly approaching, she smiled sweetly, "Wutian, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years. How have you been?"
However, in Wutian's eyes, this kind of smile did not have good intentions. He could even see dense killing intent and hatred in her eyes.
Glancing at the First Prince and the others, Wutian fixed his gaze on Zhao Qing and said coldly, "Where's Chi Yanzi?"
The smile on Zhao Qing's face froze, then she smiled again, "We've met again after more than ten years. Don't you want to ask how I've been all these years and what I've experienced?"
"Where's Chi Yanzi?"
Wutian's face was as gloomy as water, overflowing with killing intent. His tone was getting colder and colder. Those who were in the Channel Opening Stage felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave. Even the First Prince and the others could not help but shrink their pupils with a tinge of fear and deep hatred.
"Wutian, it's time for you to die. I'll make you wish you were dead. You'll kneel on the ground and beg for mercy like a dog," the Seventh Prince said with a ruthless expression.
"Today, I'll make you pay for the humiliation back then a hundred times over!" The Sixth Prince had the same expression. The scene in Fengyang City was still vivid in his mind.
As the princes of the Great Confucian Empire, everyone had to bow down to them and flatter them. However, this person in front of them was different. Not only did he extort millions of essences, he even asked them to kneel down and apologize. This was the biggest humiliation in the life of the princes who always thought highly of themselves.
"If you have any last words, it's not too late to say them now." The First Prince only said this sentence. His tone was calm, but it was full of killing intent.
"Wutian, if you kowtow and apologize to me now, maybe I'll be in a good mood and help you talk to sister-in-law and let you go." Yan Momo put one hand on her waist and pointed at Wutian with the other. Her beautiful face was full of anger.
Wutian was expressionless. He glanced at these people one by one and stopped for a while on Yan Momo. He recognized her at a glance. She was the receptionist who took the initiative to approach him at the Wanbao Pavilion.
Judging from her tone, it seemed like she was not the real receptionist of the Wanbao Pavilion. Instead, she purposely approached them for some purpose.
"Roar …"
"Rumble …"
Suddenly, the roars of beasts came from behind and the ground shook. Wutian knew that Di Tian and the rest had officially started fighting with the ferocious beasts of the Dragon God Mountain Range.
Behind him, a terrifying wave of air wantonly attacked, and the might of an Imperial Armament rolled over. It was obvious that everyone was using their full strength and didn't hold back at all.
However, Wutian didn't turn around to look. He looked as if this had nothing to do with him, and was as cold as a pool of stagnant water.
Clang!
Without any warning, Wu Tian made his move. The Sun and Moon Divine Disc came to life and turned into a stream of light. It tore through the void and rushed toward Zhao Qing and the others. A monstrous aura enveloped the land and shook the sky above them!
No one would have thought that Wutian would suddenly make a move, and at such a fast speed. By the time they regained their senses, the Sun and Moon Divine Disk had already descended into the sky above their heads. Like a meteor, it shattered space and fell down.
The First Prince and the others, who were previously arrogant and arrogant, had their expressions change drastically. Those with weaker cultivations felt as if the god of death had descended. The aura of death wrapped around them, almost suffocating them. They were so scared that they almost peed their pants.
"Despicable."
Zhao Qing also didn't expect Wutian to suddenly make such a move. He shouted angrily and hurriedly swung his Empty Spirit Sword. However, in front of the complete Sun and Moon Divine Disk, this sword couldn't stop anything. Everything was pale and powerless!
"Retreat!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhao Qing hurriedly shouted.
Unfortunately, it was too late. The Sun and Moon Divine Disk was like a hot knife through butter. It smashed the Empty Spirit Sword away and fiercely bombarded the ground. At this moment, a destructive power suddenly erupted …
The place shook violently, as if a peerless ferocious beast was about to break out of the ground. Huge chasms extended for an unknown distance. The ground collapsed. Mountain rocks and soil were like a flood, furiously rolling into the chasms.
Dust covered the sky, and even the scorching sun was covered!
In this flood, dozens of people were swallowed up. All kinds of mournful cries were incessant. Although their expressions couldn't be seen clearly, from their voices, one could hear that they were helpless and hopeless …
As for those who were at the Hundred Dynasties Stage like the First Prince, they were barely able to resist this fatal blow. They flew up into the sky, but they were also battered and exhausted. Their bodies were covered in filth and blood.
"Wutian, I will tear you into pieces!" The Seventh Prince roared. His face was twisted and ferocious, filled with a murderous aura.
However, before he finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly sounded, "Do you have the ability?"
Following that, a white figure, holding the Sun and Moon Divine Disk, rushed out from the dust like an Asura. His white hair fluttered in the wind. His speed was so fast that it was impossible to see with the naked eye.
The Seventh Prince didn't have time to see the true face of this figure. He only felt a chill on his neck, and in an instant, his consciousness disappeared.
At this moment, Wutian had transformed into a true Asura without emotions. He didn't show any mercy. The Sun and Moon Divine Disk pushed horizontally and directly cut off the Seventh Prince's head. Blood spurted out angrily, like blood red raindrops, sprinkling down …
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