Thunderous power, from Longhu Mountain.
The royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, King Wu of Zhou.
Haoqi, that traveler from Jixia Academy,
Since that's the case, it can only be you.
"Li Fan!"
When Zi Ye's voice rang out, he was already standing in front of Li Fan.
Burning Blood Annihilation Slash!
Li Fan drew his sword without hesitation.
This strike might be the only one he can deliver.
Clang!
The blade was about to be destroyed when it was stopped by a single finger.
A purple mist encircles the fingers.
With a flick of his finger, Zi Ye unleashed an irresistible force that reverberated along the blade.
Crackling sounds!
Li Fan's bones cracked and popped, as if he had endured an irresistible attack.
At the same time, Zhou Wu and the other two also made their move.
Zhou Wu unleashed a double punch, like a dragon emerging from the sea.
With a crisp crack, Zhou Wu's arms were severed at the root, and his body was blasted away like a rag doll.
Zhang San's Thunderous Righteous Technique was deflected by Zi Ye with a flick of her sleeve.
The cuff seemed to collapse like the sky, almost smashing Zhang San to pieces.
The man pointed his fingers like a sword, imbuing the attack with righteous energy, but Zi Ye merely opened her mouth and softly uttered the word "Get lost."
The next second, the man was struck dumb as if by lightning.
When Zi Ye spoke, it was as if her mouth held the law of heaven.
The man's fingers, held together, looked as if they had been broken by a human.
His tall, straight body crashed back in the direction he had come from.
......
The immortal sects of the upper realm are truly a source of despair!
Looking at Zi Ye, who resembled a god or demon, Zhang San finally understood where his tribulation was destined to be.
He knew that the immortals from the upper realm would be very strong, but he didn't expect them to be this strong.
Four against one, I thought at least we could keep things going.
But now it seems like a pipe dream.
The gap in strength is so vast that it even surpasses the chasm between a tenth-grade Dharma Image and an invincible being in the mortal realm.
Not only Zhang San, but everyone present was in despair.
Such a purple night was simply beyond their ability to contend with.
Burning Blood Annihilation Slash!
Li Fan dragged his long sword and slashed forward again.
This time, Zi Ye did not choose to knock Li Fan away, but instead reached out and grasped the blade of the Annihilation Blade.
His hand was like an insurmountable chasm.
No matter how hard Li Fan tried, it was to no avail.
"He has guts and talent, that's really good!"
Zi Ye looked at Li Fan as if admiring a beautiful work of art.
He sighed softly with his left hand, as if a butterfly flitting among flowers was moving over every inch of Li Fan's bones.
The pattern started to fall off after just one use.
Soon, Li Fan lost his ability to move.
After doing all this, Zi Ye looked around and said, "Remember this, don't be so stupid in the future."
They've cultivated themselves to be invincible in the world, yet they lack any courage.
They appeared openly and honestly, and made a commitment to passing on their legacy and nurturing future generations.
Compete with the immortal sects for cultivation resources and climb to the pinnacle of martial arts.
If you all act like cowards, I'll find it boring even if you don't get tired of it.
However, over the past three thousand years, we have achieved some results.
I'm leaving. Take care of yourselves.
"I hope that next time disciples of my Xuanhuan Sect come, another Li Fan will emerge from among you!"
With a smile on her face, Zi Ye turned around and prepared to leave.
"Leave? I think you'd better stay!"
A domineering golden light tore through the void, and a golden foot stomped directly down towards Zi Ye's head.
Huh?
A hint of surprise flashed in Zi Ye's eyes, and then she swiftly extended her right hand.
Purple light bloomed, outlining patterns on his palm.
The lines are connected, like a mysterious compass.
The rotation of the compass is meant to stabilize the void.
With a muffled thud, the golden foot collided with the compass.
The next instant, a terrifying scene unfolded.
In the void, layers upon layers of folds spread in all directions.
Every fold contains an unspeakable, terrifying power.
Zhou Wu, Mr. Zhang, and Zhang San were blasted away by the folds.
Where the folds pass, it's as if the aurora borealis is shooting down from the sky.
The building collapsed in the aurora borealis and then scattered like sand in the wind.
Centered on the battlefield, the energy in the sky fluctuated for nearly a hundred miles, and a hundred miles of land below were wiped out.
The barren ground resembled a desert untouched by human presence for millennia.
Zi Ye and Jun remained silent, each stepping aside.
This time, Zi Ye was no longer as calm and collected as before.
He looked at Jun Buyu, his slightly narrowed eyes seeming to indicate that he had thought of something.
"You're not dead?"
Zi Ye has not forgotten the battle three thousand years ago.
That was the first time he suffered a loss, and it was because of that incident that he was punished.
Beyond the boundary, those weaker worlds were originally the domain of Mu Zhannu, a disciple of the Xuanhuan Sect.
A qualified war slave has usually undergone many rounds of training.
Just like this world numbered 087, those immortal sects are the seeds sown by the Xuanhuan Sect.
Of course, their existence was not to rule this land, but to serve as a whetstone for those martial artists.
Only through countless battles can qualified war slaves be trained.
Only such war slaves would have a market in the Azure Sky Domain.
Whether they are put on auction or sent to slave fighting arenas, they can generate considerable profits.
The Great Shang Emperor is the result of these years of nurturing.
But on the day of harvest, an accident occurred.
Even when Zi Ye personally took action, she couldn't defeat him.
That self-destruction caused Zi Ye to remain here for three thousand years.
Although only thirty years have passed in the Upper Realm, the years he has experienced are real.
It's a miracle that Zi Ye hasn't gone mad after being confined to this world for three thousand years.
After all, this godforsaken world is incomparable to the upper realm.
The inability to improve his cultivation level was an immense torment for him.
The only saving grace is that Zi Ye didn't go mad.
If he goes mad, then this world will no longer be about training war slaves; warriors and ordinary people alike will become tools to please him.
Enslaving the masses was far too easy for him.
Every now and then, some Xuanhuan Sect disciples do indeed go insane due to mental imbalance.
Compared to the unknown and elusive path to immortality, they chose to remain in this small place as supreme beings.
But Zi Ye has transcended base desires and is now wholeheartedly devoted to the Great Dao.
Staying here was never his ambition.
"Three thousand years ago, you didn't die, and you became stronger!"
Very good, I am very satisfied.
I originally thought that having Li Fan was enough, but I didn't expect to have such a pleasant surprise today.
Hahahaha!
Zi Ye smiled and gently waved his hand, causing Li Fan's body to fly backward.
At the same time, the Mountain and River Cauldron, one of the five imperial treasures of the Shang Dynasty that had fallen into the pit, flew into his hands.
"I originally planned to leave some seeds for this world, but now it seems unnecessary."
"You and Li Fan, that's enough!"
Zi Ye's voice was like a bone-chilling, icy wind scraping through the depths of hell.
He reached out and slapped the cauldron, and a series of reverberations came from within it.
Immediately afterwards, the heavens and the earth began to tear apart.
Grotesque and twisted cracks, like earth dragons turning over, tore apart everything in their path.
Human life is so insignificant in the face of natural disasters.
Jun Buyu flicked his finger and unleashed the Myriad Dragon Diagram, causing the sea tide to surge and myriad dragons to converge, attempting to resist the power of the Mountain and River Cauldron.
"Three thousand years have passed, and you still haven't made any progress!"
"Can you even care about the lives of these ants?"
Zi Ye snorted coldly and placed her hands on the sides of the cauldron: "I hope you like the gift I prepared!"
Squeak!
A sickening sound rang out, and the Mountain and River Cauldron was torn to pieces.
The next second, mountains, rivers, and ancient buildings began to appear in the cracks in the ground of Tiandu.
Upon seeing those buildings, Jun Buyu ceased to care about human life and death.
This madman actually moved all the shattered caves from that battle to the area beneath the Heavenly Capital.
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