Above the void!
Three figures stood separately.
They were both emperors, but had different states of mind.
Tang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking utterly carefree.
Daoist Wuchen and Elder Ziwei trembled with fear.
Above ground!
The War Slave Sect Master has already begun disposing of the corpses with his five thousand disciples.
Their methods were very simple.
They opened a deep abyss and threw in a million corpses.
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes.
Mutilated corpses increase spiritual energy and enrich vegetation.
This can be considered the War Slave Sect's final act of mercy towards these four major sects.
Meanwhile, the martial artists watching from afar were already trembling with fear and at a loss for what to do.
They witnessed the most unforgettable moment of their lives.
A million warriors were slaughtered in a single day.
War Slave Clan!
Terrifying!
Never mess with them!
Are you ready to die?
Tang Xuan raised his palm, his cold eyes devoid of any emotion.
Who would have thought?
He has already killed thirteen Great Emperor-level experts.
"ah……"
The Grand Elder of the Ziwei Sect screamed.
He has nothing left.
The sect leader of Ziwei Sect has perished, and the disciples of Ziwei Sect have been almost completely wiped out.
He, the Grand Elder of the Ziwei Sect, was suddenly left all alone.
Two streams of hot tears fell from the empty eyes of the Grand Elder of the Ziwei Sect.
I regret it!
If he had treated Tang Xuan well, it wouldn't be the War Slave Sect that would have taken off now, but the Ziwei Sect.
Moreover, it's better late than never. If the Grand Elder of the Ziwei Sect had known this would happen, he probably would have killed Tang Xuan at all costs beforehand.
Unfortunately, there's no going back.
The hope in his eyes gradually faded away.
"Sever your own mind! Oh..."
Tang Xuan frowned, then relaxed his grip.
Yes!
The Grand Elder of the Ziwei Sect committed suicide!
This was his last struggle, or rather, his last act of dignity.
I don't want to end up being smashed to pieces.
His soul was completely severed; he was utterly dead.
The Grand Elder of the Ziwei Sect fell straight down to the ground.
With a snap!
His body was torn to pieces, his head rolled to the side, and his eyes revealed deep regret.
Tang Xuan sighed.
He was not a ruthless or insane person.
Since the Grand Elder of the Ziwei Sect had committed suicide, he simply gave up.
His indifferent gaze fell upon Daoist Wuchen.
Now, only you are left!
With each word he spoke, Wuchen Daoren's body trembled.
He's the only one left!
What cruel words!
You should know that before him, he had fourteen great emperors and a million disciples.
How spirited and high-spirited they were!
Now!
All gone!
We can't beat them even if we fight!
There's no way to escape!
Daoist Wuchen did not want to follow the example of the Grand Elder of the Ziwei Sect and commit suicide.
For a moment, he stood frozen in the void.
"They are already waiting for you on the road to the underworld, go in peace!"
Tang Xuan raised his hand.
The Taoist Wuchen was covered in cold sweat.
A terrifying aura of death was engulfing him.
Right at that moment!
Suddenly, the protective formation of the War Slave Sect made a cracking sound.
The void opened up, and a large hand reached out from the spatial passage, grabbing Wuchen Daoist in its palm.
Wuchen Daoist was first startled, then his face lit up with joy.
"Lord of the Palace!"
The Immortal Palace of Leisure has four halls.
Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, White Tiger.
The master of each hall is a top-tier emperor, possessing unfathomable and all-powerful strength.
Wuchen Daoren belongs to the Azure Dragon Palace.
Therefore, on the back of that large hand, there was a lifelike blue dragon.
"Let's go! We'll avenge this later!"
An ancient and timeless voice echoed from the void passage.
The expression on Wuchen Daoren's face gradually turned ferocious.
He stared at Tang Xuan and let out a mocking laugh.
"Did you hear that, kid? You got away with it this time, but next time, my Azure Dragon Palace will go all out to kill you!"
Tang Xuan stared at the enormous azure dragon hand, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
He unleashed a powerful thunderbolt attack.
"Taking someone away in front of me, isn't that a huge disrespect to me!"
The thunderball condensed by the Four Thunder Emperor Technique slammed into the Azure Dragon's hand.
The sky and earth changed color instantly, and electric current surged.
The Azure Dragon's massive hand was violently shaken by the impact.
But in the end, it did not break.
"Hahaha... Kid, let me tell you, the Azure Dragon Palace Master is a Transcendent Emperor, definitely not some ordinary Emperor who has just advanced. Your attack is useless!"
Master Wuchen burst into laughter.
Tang Xuan sneered: "Is that so!"
He reached out and grabbed, and time and space instantly froze.
The Azure Dragon's hand trembled slightly, unable to retract back into the void passage.
A longsword, representing absolute destruction, appeared before Tang Xuan.
Wuchen Daoist's pupils suddenly contracted.
He felt a vision more terrifying than death upon that longsword.
"This...this is..."
Even at this point, Tang Xuan still had a trump card up his sleeve.
The Azure Dragon Hand seemed to sense the threat as well. The Azure Dragon pattern on the back of its hand twisted and then transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long Azure Dragon, roaring towards Tang Xuan.
hold head high!
The Azure Dragon soared through the sky, sweeping across heaven and earth.
Tang Xuan's eyes were indifferent as he reached for his sword.
Sizzle!
As soon as his palm touched the hilt of the sword, black electricity appeared on the blade.
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