Sagely songs rang out in the surroundings. The resonant sagely songs merged the thirteen strands of golden sword Qi, forming a huge sword Qi with countless divine scripts circling it.
The huge sword Qi had a startling aura. When it flew over, it seemed like it could even shatter space. The divine scripts circling the sword Qi also made the forcefully merged sword Qi incredibly stable.
The Fiend Race cultivators all leaped into the air, not daring to clash head-on with the sword Qi formed by the thirteen people.
Any one of these thirteen Deity Race cultivators had a sixty percent chance of victory in a one-on-one fight. Now that they worked together, how could they dare to clash head-on?
Only the Peacock Sovereign's grandson, Kong Yuan, showed an enraged expression. He did not soar into the air. The Heavenly Sage Laws behind him changed, turning into peacock feathers that were a hundred meters long.
The purple feathers flickered with a crystalline purple light, looking like a peacock spreading its tail, looking boundlessly beautiful. Kong Yuan stretched out his hand, and the resonant cry of a peacock resounded.
Space trembled, and the divine scripts on the huge sword Qi were affected, starting to shatter inch by inch.
Kong Yuan pushed his palm forward, and the huge peacock screen behind him gave off a bright light, looking crystalline and translucent. The huge sword Qi with the broken divine scripts shattered with one palm strike.
The peacock screen behind him did not scatter. Kong Yuan showed a sullen expression as he looked at the white-haired man and said, "Di Wuque, what is the meaning of this? Are you trying to kill us all?"
The white-haired man, Di Wuque, appeared somewhat surprised. He said, "Not bad. It looks like your cultivation has already reached peak Consummation half-Sage. You can stay."
The other Fiend Race cultivators hovering in the air were not convinced. Tu Ze's temper was the most explosive. He cursed, "Screw you! Di Wuque, you are just a Divine Son now. Do you really think you are a powerful Divine Monarch?"
After Tu Ze spoke, he wanted to charge back down.
Di Wuque raised his head slightly and looked around coldly. His strong Mental Energy locked onto Tu Ze.
When Tu Ze felt a vast energy surround him, his arrogant attitude immediately faltered. He stopped in the air, not daring to move rashly.
"You can stay if you want. You just have to receive the combined attack of thirteen of my race's warriors."
Tu Ze was infuriated. If he fought alone, he might be able to defeat one of them if he revealed his demon form. Of course, it was just a possibility.
How could he possibly withstand the combined attack of thirteen celestial race geniuses? His temper flared up all of a sudden. However, when he saw the look in Di Wuque's eyes, he immediately gave up, feeling extremely depressed.
The Demon Race cultivators were indignant and shouted that they would fight this group of people to the death. Some of them also looked to Kong Yuan for help.
Kong Yuan deliberately ignored them. He knew better than anyone that the thirteen terrifying people in front of him were not a problem at all. The real difficulty was the white-haired man and the white-haired woman who had yet to make a move.
One was the Divine Son and the other was the Divine Daughter. Their names had already shaken the entire Kunlun Realm.
Even he couldn't protect himself, and the entire demon race had to be chased out. Since Di Wuque didn't kill them all and left him a seat, he naturally wouldn't say anything else.
"Di Wuque, you better keep your word. I'll take this move."
The little Heavenly Monkey Feng suddenly said to Di Wuque.
"Naturally, I will keep my word. When have I, Di Wuque, not kept my word?"
Di Wuque revealed a satisfied expression. As long as someone accepted this condition, it would be fine. He did not want to see a life and death struggle.
As long as one person accepted, the Fiend Race's situation would be set.
Before the other Fiend Race cultivators' eyes, the little Heavenly Monkey forcefully received this sword strike, surpassing their expectations.
Although the little Heavenly Monkey vomited a mouthful of blood in a sorry state, it was not severely injured, only slightly.
A light flickered in the depths of Di Wuque's eyes. With one glance, he figured out what was going on. This little Heavenly Monkey was pretty strong. However, he relied on a King Grade Secret Treasure in his body to receive this sword strike.
However, Xiao Chen did not point it out. He just nodded slightly to indicate that he could stay.
The other Fiend Race cultivators did not know what was going on. Three more people tried to receive it forcefully. In the end, they were severely injured and vomited blood. Some of the more serious ones nearly got chopped in half at the waist.
The defensive Sage Grade Secret Treasures on them were not of much use.
Such a result made the others suck in a deep breath of cold air. No one dared to say anything more. In the end, only two people of the Fiend Race remained: the Peacock King's grandson, Kong Yuan, and the little Heavenly Monkey, Feng.
Naturally, such a commotion attracted the cultivators of the other three races.
Xiao Chen did not stop cultivating. However, with his Spiritual Sense outside, he could see everything like the back of his hand.
Xiao Chen had long heard of the Deity Race's strength. Now that he saw it for himself, he finally understood. That Di Wuque did not move at all. With a wave of his hand, he chased away the eight Fiend Race genius cultivators.
While Xiao Chen looked decisive and tyrannical, the stratagem he used was also amazing.
If the Fiend Race did not deal with the Fiend Race properly and all of them counterattacked, the geniuses of the other races would not be so easy to deal with. They would work together to deal with Xiao Chen. Clearly, this was not the result that Xiao Chen wanted.
The red-dressed girl from the Ghost Race, whom Xiao Chen had met once, stretched out her hand and pulled all the cultivators of her race behind her.
Her snow-white cheeks were cold and lifeless. She was still as beautiful as before, so beautiful that it could move one's soul.
"Di Wuque, what exactly are you trying to do?" The red-dressed girl's cold, lifeless voice resounded.
Di Wuque looked like a work of the gods. His handsome face did not change at all. He said, "I already made it very clear what I want to do. The essence of the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring in this pool is clearly limited.
"It is clearly abnormal for so many people to absorb such a limited resource. Naturally, I have to chase some people away."
The red-dressed girl's eyes wandered around. Then, she said, "Then, you mean that everyone has to receive a sword strike from the thirteen of you before they can stay?"
Di Wuque raised his head and smiled coldly. The light in his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. He said, "I did not say that to you, Qing Cheng. I said that to the Fiend Race. Do you think that I do not understand the Martial Techniques of your Ghost Race and Corpse Race?
"The Yin Soldier Clone and the Heavenly Corpse Clone can block a fatal strike for you. Even with your two races combined, you can only leave two people for me. "
At the end, Di Wuque's tone was so cold that there was no sign of life.
"Your two races both cultivate the Death Dao. There is no Death Energy in the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring for you to use. If you want to fight, feel free to do so. I will not even give you two spots. "
Di Wuque's tone was extremely tyrannical. Furthermore, he immediately poked at the weakness of the two races. This caused the powerful geniuses of the two races to feel extremely resentful, but they did not dare to vent it out.
This person was very domineering. Furthermore, he was not a domineering person who was all brawn and no brains. Normally, such people were the scariest.
The Ghost Race and Corpse Race gathered and discussed for a while. In the end, they decided to give up, leaving behind Wang Can and the red-dressed girl, Qing Cheng.
After dealing with the Ghost Race and Corpse Race, Di Wuque's gaze finally landed on the final group, the humans.
The weaker human cultivators could not help but worry. Di Wuque easily dealt with the Fiend Race, Ghost Race, and Corpse Race. In the end, he faced the humans alone, putting a lot of pressure on them.
Di Wuque glanced at the nervous humans and smiled coldly to himself. Then, like a sovereign, he said, "Aside from Yan Shisan and the sons of the Three Holy Masters, the rest of you can scram."
When the Three Holy Masters heard this, they could not help but release their bated breath. In the end, this Di Wuque still feared the three of them and did not dare to act rashly.
When Shui Lingling saw the expressions of the Three Holy Masters, she felt speechless. The Corpse Race and Ghost Race were limited by their environment and did not dare to fight to the death.
The overall strength of the Fiend Race was the weakest. Furthermore, they had their own camps. Hence, Di Wuque did not care about them at all.
The humans did not face any restrictions here. Instead, their overall strength was the strongest. As long as the Three Holy Masters made a call, they would be able to delay the Deity Race for four hours.
Even if they could not defeat the Deity Race's people, they would be able to delay them for four hours, preventing the Deity Race from absorbing the Divine Spring's essence peacefully. Di Wuque would definitely hold back.
However, at this moment, Di Wuque's casual words immediately shattered the Three Holy Masters' fighting spirit. Even if the others did not want to leave, they had to.
Just as the others felt aggrieved and depressed, Yan Shisan suddenly stood up. His lips curled up in a mocking smile.
With a flip of his hand, the Heavenly Ice Sword appeared in his grasp. Then, he smiled coldly and said, "It is rare for the Divine Son to think so highly of this Yan. However, it is not up to you to decide whether I, Yan Shisan, stay or go."
After Yan Shisan spoke, he instantly drew the Heavenly Ice Sword. The sword moved by one centimeter, and a black killing Qi surged out like a berserk dragon storm.
In an instant, more than half of the boundless vitality in the Divine Spring was slashed away by this half-inch Sword Qi of Slaughter.
When Yan Shisan drew his sword, the black sword light formed an unparalleled beam of light that swept out.
The one-meter-long Heavenly Ice Sword flickered with a cold light. The world behind Yan Shisan immediately turned dark, devoid of lifeforce.
The Rock of Origin in the deep abyss of the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring contained a nearly inextinguishable lifeforce. However, Yan Shisan's sword strike temporarily cut off all the lifeforce.
Even the golden spring water had become somewhat dim, as if it had lost its vitality.
The unparalleled sword light quickly elongated. The black sword light was dense and dense, containing the will of massacre. Everywhere the beam of light passed, everything was destroyed. The sky slowly darkened.
The surrounding cultivators were all startled. Unexpectedly, Yan Shisan's Killing Sword Dao combined with the Heavenly Ice Sword could bring out such strong might.
Only Di Wuque's expression changed slightly. It was like he had expected this. He said softly, "Retreat."
Light appeared under the feet of the thirteen Deity Race cultivators preparing to fight. Their figures flashed as they quickly retreated.
The white-haired girl beside Di Wuque leaped into the air and appeared in front in a flash. A golden light flickered on her forehead, and countless illusory figures appeared behind her. They knelt on the ground and chanted all sorts of praises.
A beam of holy light descended from the sky and enveloped the white-haired woman. It made her seem otherworldly, like a goddess.
"Holy Radiant Halberd!"
The white-haired girl stretched out her hand, and the Mental Energy in her sea of consciousness surged out. The Mental Energy formed a holy halberd containing the will of radiance. Then, it clashed with the black sword light that Yan Shisan sent out.
"Boom!"
The will of radiance and the will of massacre quickly clashed at this moment. A hundred-meter-long pillar of golden water immediately erupted from the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring.
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