It was a dead end.
There would be no more variables.
"Good. Beautifully done!" Sovereign Xuan nodded in satisfaction when he saw that the Sovereign Slayer Formation was under Prince Qing's control.
However, at this moment …
Everyone, including Sovereign Xuan, had never expected this scene to happen.
Prince Qing, who was holding the Sovereign Slayer Spear, suddenly thrust it forward.
It was aimed at Sovereign Xuan!
With the help of the Sovereign Slayer Formation, Prince Qing gained the upper hand.
Sovereign Xuan's body stiffened. His body flashed with a green light to resist Prince Qing's sneak attack.
Puff!
Prince Qing brushed past the green giant that was Lord Xuan.
Deep wounds appeared on Sovereign Xuan's Godly Demon Body, which was so powerful that it could be said to be unparalleled in the past and present.
The wounds did not heal. Golden flames burned quietly on them, causing Sovereign Xuan to be in so much pain that he wished he was dead.
Sovereign Xuan let out an extremely painful roar. His pupils constricted. He looked back at Prince Qing in disbelief. "What are you doing?!"
Prince Qing suddenly attacked him. It was completely out of his expectations.
"I'm going to kill you." Prince Qing held the golden spear in his hand. He was extremely calm.
Xuan Zun was taken aback when he heard that, and he was shocked.
Then, the anger on Sovereign Xuan's face gradually disappeared. His deep blue eyes were extremely sharp as he stared at Prince Qing. "What did you say?"
"I said." In the air, Prince Qing, who was holding the spear, was surging with blood energy. His black hair fluttered in the wind. His divine eyes were like lightning as he stared at Sovereign Xuan. It was so piercing that no one could look him in the eye. "Sovereign Xuan, today is the day you die!"
At this moment, Prince Qing was like a celestial being. His voice rumbled like thunder. It was as if a god was delivering a divine punishment.
Creak. Creak.
The black mist in Sovereign Xuan's hand no longer gushed out. He clenched his fist, and his knuckles made creaking sounds.
"Without me using the Blood Symbol Art to refine the blood essence for you, your massacre of the city would have been in vain." Sovereign Xuan did not understand why Prince Qing suddenly changed his mind. He was still struggling in his heart.
"Didn't you want to use the blood essence in the city to break through to the Half-Ancestor Realm? Don't you want to be the only Half-Ancestor of the human race? "
Dense ridicule appeared in Prince Qing's eyes when he heard this. "It would be a miracle if I am able to break through to the Half Martial Ancestor stage with the help of your refined essence blood."
They were all smart people, so there was no need to say more.
Xuan Zun, who had been calm, was shocked. "How did you know?"
The Blood Symbol Art was the supreme secret technique of the Giant Spirit Demons, and he had mastered it to an extremely profound level.
Although he had done something during the refining process, Xuan Zun was confident that even his clansmen, who had also mastered the Blood Symbol Tactic, would not be able to tell that something was wrong.
Why was Prince Qing, a human cultivator, able to see the problem?
Boom!
King Qing didn't answer Sovereign Xuan's question. He waved the spear in his hand and gently drew a line in the air.
The sky cracked apart, and it was like a huge crack in space. Thick and large flames just happened to be like divine flames that shot into the sky and illuminated the sky, and its might shook the heavens and the earth.
The resplendent flames transformed into a blade that cut through everything, broke through all obstacles, and came crashing down on Xuan Zun's face.
"You're the one who wants to fight me, so don't blame me!" Xuan Zun's gaze gradually turned ferocious. "I didn't intend to kill you so quickly!"
As the strongest Sovereign of the Giant Spirit Demons, when had he ever feared a battle?
At this moment, he felt a sense of relief. Fortunately, he had made preparations and arranged a path of retreat for himself. Otherwise, even if he killed Prince Qing today, it would be very difficult for him to leave the Human Realm.
However, since he no longer had any worries, he was completely fearless.
In the next moment, Xuan Zun stood in the air, and black light covered his body.
Crack! Crack!
His body began to wriggle, and his bones grew with crackling sounds. His muscles expanded rapidly, and runes appeared on his face. Coupled with his ghostly blue eyes that were like ghostly flames, he looked exaggerated like a devil's mask. He was completely different from a human, and he was filled with ferocity and great terror.
A ferocious and manic wolf soul slowly emerged from Xuan Zun's body, and its eyes were filled with deep malice.
That was his "Giant Spirit", the Abyss Wolf.
The moment the Abyss Wolf Giant Spirit appeared, the wound on Xuan Zun's chest began to wriggle, and it healed in the blink of an eye.
"Just as well. I'll kill you and refine your blood essence … The blood essence of a Martial Emperor and the cultivators in this city might be able to help me reach a higher level and become a Half-Saint." Xuan Zun laughed loudly. "Prince Qing, you're doing this just for me. Since you don't want to become a Half-Martial Ancestor, it's my turn!"
As he spoke, Xuan Zun's expression became even more ferocious. Facing the flaming blade that was slashing toward him, he suddenly threw a punch.
At this moment, Xuan Zun was no ordinary person. Green light flashed on his fist, and it erupted with a peerless aura that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Rumble!
Sparks flew everywhere.
Xuan Zun's fist was invincible. It destroyed the flaming blade and continued to smash forward. The Abyss Wolf Giant Spirit pounced forward with its teeth.
Prince Qing's gaze sharpened, and the flaming spear in his hand erupted with ocean-like waves. He raised it and stabbed forward.
The divine flames on the spear instantly engulfed the sky. Its power was so terrifying that it made one's spirit tremble.
"You want to fight me?!" Xuan Zun raised his head and shouted. He was incomparably arrogant. He threw a punch forward toward the spear.
The two collided, and the most dazzling light was emitted.
Xuan Zun was very strong. He was infinitely close to becoming a Half-Saint. On the surface, he was the strongest person in the Giant Spirit Clan. He had the combat power to look down on the world. However, he was currently in big trouble.
As soon as he clashed with Prince Qing's Slayer Spear, he felt threatened and fell into a dangerous situation. With a rumble, his sleeves exploded. He staggered and was sent flying.
In the palace.
"Giant Spirit Xuan Zun doesn't seem to be a match for Prince Qing!"
"What's going on?"
"Why are they fighting among themselves?"
Seeing Prince Qing and Xuan Zun, who were chatting happily a moment ago and had joined forces to slaughter Chang 'an, many cultivators of the Da Xia Kingdom exclaimed in surprise. They found it hard to understand the unexpected development of the situation.
"Could it be that Prince Qing's original intention was to kill Xuan Zun? Prince Qing didn't betray the Da Xia Kingdom?" Someone even guessed.
"Everything Prince Qing did was to lure Xuan Zun into a trap. Was it a scheme?"
"Impossible. If it was really a scheme, why would Prince Qing let Xuan Zun slaughter Chang 'an so wantonly? Why would he insist on seizing control of the Slayer Formation?" Marquis Anxi remained calm and shouted loudly, breaking the unrealistic illusion of the cultivators of the Da Xia Kingdom.
"Prince Qing, what are you trying to do?" Xia Hou sat on the throne carved with dragon-shaped patterns. Her gaze was deep as she pondered.
She was sure that Prince Qing was definitely up to no good. However, his specific plan seemed even more confusing under Prince Qing's strange behavior.
.....
In the sky.
A trace of dark red blood appeared at the corner of Xuan Zun's mouth. He looked at the spear in Prince Qing's hand with fear.
Prince Qing's Slayer Spear was constantly extracting golden light from Chang 'an.
Its divine flame became even more dazzling and blinding. The light overshadowed Gao Tian.
This was a supreme power, the means of a Taoist Ancestor.
"If it wasn't for the power of this formation, you, Prince Qing, would be nothing." Xuan Zun was fearful, but he snorted disdainfully.
That was the truth.
As a top Demon Venerable who was infinitely close to the Half-Saint Realm, his combat power was unparalleled. Even if Prince Qing controlled the power of the Slayer Formation, which was equivalent to two Venerables working together, he could only cause light injuries to him.
In Xuan Zun's opinion, if it wasn't for the golden divine flame spear, Prince Qing wouldn't be on the same level as him.
However, even with the support of the Slayer Formation, Prince Qing might be able to suppress him, but he definitely wouldn't be able to kill him.
Xuan Zun thought that he had nothing to fear. He shouted, "I look down on the sky. I'm the strongest person in the Tianmen Region. The other three Venerables follow my lead and command thousands of Demons. If you call the three Sword Immortals of the Human Clan here, I might be afraid. What is a human Martial Emperor like you?"
His voice shook heaven and earth. He was extremely confident.
"Haha … I was just testing my strength." Prince Qing was extremely calm in the face of Xuan Zun's mockery. "You underestimated the power of the Slayer Formation. You also … underestimated my power!"
Xuan Zun's pupils contracted. He felt his heart skip a beat.
A majestic aura erupted from Prince Qing's body. His aura was constantly growing stronger. It released an unparalleled terrifying wave that spread across the sky. It was vast and powerful.
The powerful Qi and blood of a Martial Emperor rolled out. It was about to explode the world and illuminate the sky.
Xuan Zun, the many cultivators of the Da Xia Kingdom in the palace, and the surviving cultivators of Chang 'an who had temporarily put away the Blood Symbol Tactics to fight Prince Qing widened their eyes in disbelief and shock.
This was because Prince Qing's aura was gradually condensing … the will of the Progenitor Realm.
"You've reached such a realm?!" Xuan Zun looked at Prince Qing. His expression completely changed as he cried out.
This was an aura that would only appear when a cultivator of the Venerable Realm reached the ultimate realm.
Before this, even among the humans, no one knew that Prince Qing was on the same level as Xuan Zun. He was infinitely close to becoming a Half-Progenitor. In terms of strength, he could be ranked among the top five of the human race!
He had been hiding his strength all this time. Even when he fought Li Qiubai in the sky above Qing City, he did not reveal his strength!
Everything he had done was for this day.
"Come," Prince Qing said with a smile. "Today is the day you, Xuan Zun, behead me."
He suddenly gripped the Slayer Spear in his hand tightly. In an instant, boundless golden light shone. It was extremely brilliant.
It was not just Prince Qing's aura. Even the aura of the Slayer Spear became abnormally powerful.
If the so-called Slayer Spear only had the power of a cultivator of the Venerable Realm, how could it be named that way?
When the Slayer Formation was fully unleashed, it was also infinitely close to the power of a Half-Progenitor. Only then could it be called Slayer Spear.
Hence, at this moment, Prince Qing, who was holding the Slayer Spear and controlling Chang 'an's Heaven and Earth Power, was equivalent to two ultimate Venerable Realm cultivators working together.
The powerful aura caused the space to rumble.
Xuan Zun's expression changed. He hurriedly shifted his body.
A gentleman would not stand under a collapsing wall. Prince Qing had come prepared. There was no need for him to fight to the death in Prince Qing's trap. He would definitely be the one at a disadvantage.
He was ready to escape.
The moment he retreated, the void where Xuan Zun was previously rumbled. It caved in and completely collapsed.
Breaking through the void!
The pinnacle of body cultivation.
Xuan Zun's expression became even more serious. He moved as fast as lightning. The ferocious giant spirit around him was filled with demonic energy, causing the sky to change color.
Prince Qing sneered.
Endless blood light had already spread out.
Countless ferocious beasts roared out from the blood light, forming a sea of beasts. There were even Azure Dragons among them. They went straight for the ferocious giant spirit.
Meanwhile, Prince Qing stepped into the void with the Slayer Spear in his hand. In an instant, he appeared above Xuan Zun and stabbed with the spear.
"You can't escape." Prince Qing's voice was extremely cold.
There was a boom.
Xuan Zun was stabbed by the Slayer Spear and was sent flying. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and was instantly severely injured.
Everyone in the palace was stunned. They were shocked by Prince Qing's divine power. There was complete silence.
The scene was too impactful.
This was Xuan Zun from the Giant Spirit Clan, whom they regarded as a great enemy. However, he was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and was severely injured by Prince Qing.
This reminded them of Prince Qing's title in the past: The Divine General of the Da Xia Kingdom!
Xuan Zun's entire body was numb. Divine power spread throughout his body like a tidal wave, causing his soul to tremble.
Seeing Prince Qing attack again, Xuan Zun roared, "Xia Qing, you've gone too far!"
When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
Moreover, he also knew that it was unlikely for him to escape now. Prince Qing's murderous intent was strong. Instead of running away and being attacked, it was better to fight to the death.
Seeing that Xuan Zun wanted to fight to the death with him, Prince Qing's lips curled into a sinister smile. He took three steps in the void. With each step, the heavens and earth shook and the clouds surged.
"Sky Trampling Seven Steps," he muttered softly as he performed a top-notch martial technique.
After three steps, his aura rose again and again, causing Xuan Zun to feel an indescribable sense of danger.
"This move can really kill me!" Xuan Zun slapped his Giant Spirit hard. The Giant Spirit instantly dissipated and turned into rolling green smoke that merged into his body.
Then, Xuan Zun's huge body expanded again and turned into a towering giant that was thousands of feet tall.
In the next moment, Xuan Zun's fist landed on Prince Qing, who was as small as an ant.
A huge airflow flowed upward with Xuan Zun's fist as the center. It rose like smoke.
The trajectory of this punch was like the sun falling from the sky, causing a huge hole to appear in the sky.
Xuan Zun's face was extremely pale.
This was a forbidden technique, his trump card.
Prince Qing's eyes flashed with murderous intent in the face of this move. He took four steps in the void again. Each step was like a dancing dragon. His aura instantly filled the surroundings.
When the seventh step landed, Chang 'an's Power of Heaven and Earth had already wrapped around the long spear in Prince Qing's hand.
Heaven and Earth trembled. The entire sky was under Prince Qing's control.
He gently raised his right hand with the long spear in his hand and pierced it toward Xuan Zun's fist that was like the sun.
A storm swept across the land, rolling up the endless void. Golden light filled the sky and met the descending fist in the sky.
It was as if the earth and the sky were colliding.
Xuan Zun's long spear shone brightly. It was unavoidable and its light was eternal. It could destroy all enemies in the world.
Pfft!
Xuan Zun's mind buzzed. At this moment, blood spurted out. The long spear pierced through his chest and blood spurted out.
He tried his best to resist with all his might.
However, Prince Qing was merciless. After gaining the upper hand, he pulled out the long spear and swung it again. It landed on Xuan Zun's forehead.
His skin and flesh were torn open. His forehead was almost shattered.
Xuan Zun screamed in agony.
Prince Qing swung again and again. Golden light and blood Qi filled the sky like divine rainbows. They hung upside down and completely drowned Xuan Zun's body.
Blood splattered everywhere.
"How can you be so powerful?! It's only been 10,000 years! "Xuan Zun's eyes were red. However, it was too late to say anything now.
Boom! Boom!
Spear after spear, slashing, slashing, and stabbing towards Venerable Xuan.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Prince Qing's speed was too fast. In just a moment, he had already swung thousands of spears.
Xuan Zun's blood spurted out. At first, he could still resist. However, as his injuries worsened, he gradually lost the strength to fight back.
Four thousand eight hundred spears!
Xuan Zun looked as if he had been dismembered. His body was covered in wounds and blood. He could no longer muster any strength. His face was as pale as a snow mountain.
It was also at this moment that Prince Qing finally stopped.
It was not because he was exhausted, nor was it because he was being merciful.
It was because he wanted to maximize Xuan Zun's value.
Prince Qing stood in the sky of Chang 'an with the Golden Xuan Zun spear in his hand. He looked around the city coldly like a beast.
Since Xuan Zun had stopped, the mist in Chang 'an had disappeared.
However, in the short time that Xuan Zun had attacked, half of the people in Chang 'an had been drained of their Blood Essence and lost their lives.
The remaining half of the people were also drained of Blood Essence and were extremely weak.
The blood ball formed by Blood Essence in the air was extremely dense. It was so red that it was almost black.
"But this is far from enough …" he said in a low voice.
"Then … let's continue!" In the next instant, a ferocious look flashed across Prince Qing's pitch-black eyes. He suddenly raised his head.
He extended his left hand that was not wielding a spear, and suddenly opened it.
A wisp of black mist spread out from his hand.
"Blood … Word Formula!" Prince Qing growled. A black hole seemed to have formed in the center of his left palm. A large amount of black mist whizzed out. It covered the sky and covered the earth, and shrouded Chang 'an City.
The world trembled.
Xuan Zun, who was already on his last breath, started trembling.
"How did you …?!" He coughed up blood. He desperately wanted to ask this question.
Prince Qing's hair moved without wind. His gaze was as cold as an iceberg. The corners of his lips curled into a sneer.
The Blood Symbol Formula, the secret art of the Giant Spirit Clan that was not passed down to outsiders. He had managed to derive it with his heaven-defying comprehension based on the scant information and the skill formula.
In the year of Chang 'an, Li Qiubai's sword path was the most outstanding.
He, Xia Qing, was most proud of his martial path!
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