Two dazzling lights, one gold and one white, continuously condensed and compressed...
Finally, it coalesced into countless incomparably sharp swords.
It hangs high above the heads of all living things here.
The next moment, Xiao Hei suddenly appeared, and its extreme aura swept over once again.
This time, however, she was holding tightly to an elven king who had been shaved into a human-like shape.
Bai Chen stared intently at her with wide eyes.
Chu Xinqiao looked down at them arrogantly from behind Xiao Hei.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Hei slowly descended to Bai Chen's front, and the human staff she had been holding in the air was also thrown in front of Bai Chen.
His blood was splattered all over the ground, yet he was still alive, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief.
The moment Bai Chen saw him, she clenched her fist tightly, her delicate nails even drawing blood from her palm.
In a daze, those painful memories flooded back to him. Back then... it was he who had personally sold Bai Chen.
It was him... who wanted to enslave Linglong.
It was he who... created that hellish scene.
It was him... a filthy, despicable villain who considered himself noble and emperor.
Xiao Hei looked down at her.
"Kill him, and you will end his filthy life with your own hands. What follows will be... the great trial as you wish."
He kept writhing, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth. He tried to speak, but his vocal cords had long been destroyed by Chu Xinqiao.
He could only keep making whimpering sounds...
Bai Chen slowly rose to his feet...
In an instant, the power of nature spread, and countless branches sprouted from the ground, thorns piercing him, relentlessly strangling him from every corner of his body...
He was already wrapped up in a ball by the green thorns, and the next moment, the green thorns gradually turned blood red.
The ticking sound...
His blood dripped onto the ground.
After all the thorns retreated into the ground, only a pool of blood remained in the original spot.
Bai Chen collapsed to his knees on the ground.
The surrounding elves fell into a deathly silence.
A round of applause rang out.
It was Xiao Hei...
The next moment, her figure floated into the air again, and the terrifying pressure of an ultimate True Immortal instantly spread throughout the entire Elf race.
This time, not only did all the elves within the elven race sense it, but the humans and demons observing from outside the elven race also sensed it.
Chu Xinqiao's aura erupted once again.
The aura of Haotian and the aura of the final Heavenly Dao also erupted together.
Four terrifying auras erupted from the elves.
Instantly, all the elves of the entire elven race clearly felt as if they were being locked onto by an immense and terrifying being.
Even Bai Chen and Linglong were not surprised.
The formation high in the sky has been activated.
...
He sat in Haotian's lap, his golden hair pressed against Haotian's chest.
"I cannot distinguish between good and evil, so the right to judge... is transferred to you. I am one with you."
The next moment, He slowly stood up, turned to look at Haotian, gently embraced her forehead, and tenderly kissed her...
The transfer of authority.
"I will fulfill all your wishes."
...
In an instant, many elves felt an immense crisis from the depths of their hearts and souls.
It was a crisis that was overwhelming from the very bottom of their life status. They had no way to escape. Their hearts were beating faster and faster. They couldn't move their bodies even a fraction of an inch. They couldn't control their bodies. They couldn't even blink.
crisis……
Among them, this crisis disregarded cultivation level; it affected everyone from mortals to immortals.
A sharp sword high in the sky, responding to the call of the virtuous.
It coalesces and locks in all the filth and defilement of this place.
In that instant... the whole world seemed to be frozen in that moment.
Countless sharp swords began to fall like raindrops beneath the massive array high in the sky.
The sword will not harm the innocent; all those killed are those whom the Great Judgment has deems worthy of death.
Countless swords rained down, each sword representing the fall of a filthy life.
A filthy creature requires three swords.
One sword strike, and the flesh is severed.
One sword strike, and the soul is severed.
One sword strike, severing sinful thoughts.
Countless swords rained down, engulfing the entire elven race.
At this moment, the number of elves within the elven race was decreasing rapidly, and as a being of nature, he could only stand helplessly in the void and watch.
He knew what the vanished elves represented, but they were still his children. If it were up to him to handle it, he would probably... give them a chance to repent.
In that case... their fate would be that the Elf King would outwardly repent, but secretly continue to enslave the elves, either for his own lust or for his own murderous desires...
Until... he ascended to the pinnacle under the nurturing of nature, and nature itself... would also be enslaved by the Elf King.
At that time... the entire Elven race will live under his tyranny.
Bai Chen and Linglong will also fall into his clutches.
In the future... his evil claws will extend to humans and elves.
This is what Heaven saw in his life.
However... in His eyes, if Haotian wanted him to die, and wanted those beings whose fates were predetermined to die, He would gladly cut the ropes of their destinies.
Because in His eyes, none of the living beings in the world could compare to a single strand of her beautiful hair.
Meanwhile, Cheng Yao, among the elven crowd, was with her beloved apprentice, Chen Xi.
The two women, master and disciple, remained silent as they gazed upon this magnificent scene.
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