The ultimate purpose of coming here is not to save people, but to pay tribute to the many heroic souls.
A martial artist can greatly enhance their soul power by absorbing the souls of heroes.
Who wouldn't be envious!
At the highest point of the city gate tower, the majestic and imposing body of the Guardian God King stood tall, his eyes filled with indifference, like a high and mighty deity.
Everything that happened next seemed to have nothing to do with him.
What about protecting the souls of heroes and safeguarding the people of Great Xia?
Everything had absolutely nothing to do with him.
He came only to kill Ye Feng and avenge his younger brother Zhao Tianzhong.
"Hmph, it seems I won't need to take action."
Even he couldn't see through Lauki's cultivation level.
How could Ye Feng possibly be his match?
"Big brother!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind.
Zhao Tianding was slightly taken aback. The voice was too familiar, and he thought he was hallucinating.
He turned around abruptly and saw his younger brother, Zhao Tianzhong, walking towards him with a smile on his lips.
The two brothers look almost identical.
Zhao Tianding was taken aback, and his lips twitched.
"The Heavenly Bell!"
"You...you haven't..."
Before he could finish speaking, a cold glint flashed in his deep eyes.
He immediately realized something was wrong and swiftly struck at his younger brother who was walking towards him.
After a ripple, the figure of the younger brother, Zhao Tianzhong, vanished, revealing that he was merely a phantom.
Everything around them changed drastically in an instant.
He found himself inside an ancient killing formation, with dark clouds rolling in the sky and thick bolts of lightning striking him like celestial blades.
The earth cracked open, revealing pitch-black fissures that stretched straight to the deepest hell.
The raging fires of hell erupted and instantly engulfed Zhao Tianding.
It's like being in the eighteenth level of hell, where dark, ferocious, and nightmarish demons emerge one after another.
Countless vengeful ghosts roared and crawled out of hell, demanding his life.
These were all people he had killed before, and eerie wails continued to echo.
"Zhao Tianding, give me back my life..."
"Zhao Tianding, I died unjustly. You wiped out my whole family. Go to hell with me."
"presumptuous!"
With an aura of kingship emanating from his head, Zhao Tianding flicked his sleeves, and various auspicious beasts such as unicorns, flying cranes, and divine dragons appeared, dispelling the evil spirits and scattering the lightning.
But an even more powerful attack followed.
Thick bolts of purple lightning formed phantom images of swords, spears, and even flying immortals in the air, all fiercely striking him.
This time, Zhao Tianding's eyes were also filled with solemnity. He dared not be careless and used all his skills to deal with the situation.
In mid-air, dark clouds rolled in, gathering into the huge head of the old weasel, filling the entire sky like a small mountain, and grinning maliciously at Zhao Tianding below.
“You brat, back on Netherworld Island, you knocked me off Tiger Fall Cliff. It’s time to avenge that.”
"This is a fragment of an ancient killing formation that I found at the bottom of Fallen Tiger Cliff. It can easily trap and kill a half-step Martial Emperor expert. Enjoy it slowly, hahaha..."
The old weasel's sinister laughter gradually faded away.
at this time.
A massive battle erupted around the vast plaza...
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