Chapter 1023: Chapter 247: If You’re Going to Play the Lord, Then You Must Play the Lord!

Duan Xiyang is a man of his word.

When he said he would be the main character today, he must indeed be the main character.

"Ziwei! Stop now, I don’t want to kill you! Don’t seek your own death!"

The shadows of the White Bone Spear multiplied, like towering White Bone Mountains, suppressing Emperor Ziwei’s sword light into a small cluster.

Though he is the third figure in the Heavenly Palace, an absolute peak expert of the current era.

However, the combat power between peak experts is not the same.

Emperor Ziwei desperately fights back, but under Duan Xiyang’s White Bone Spear, his situation grows increasingly difficult. It’s evident that Duan Xiyang is not exerting his full strength, still holding back.

"Duan Xiyang! What exactly do you want!"

Emperor Ziwei’s refined face turned red with vexation.

"Today, I’m here to vent my rage. If you dare to obstruct me, I’ll kill you too!"

A long shout.

Duan Xiyang thrust his spear repeatedly.

With a loud clang, the spear and sword fiercely collided; the sword light immediately scattered in disarray.

With a thud, Emperor Ziwei groaned, stumbling back, blood erupting from his shoulder.

Duan Xiyang did not press the attack, instead, he gracefully vanished from where he stood and dove directly into the crowd.

Deity of the Moon, King Qinguang, and the elder leaders of various sects let out a long shout, simultaneously launching their full efforts.

Facing Duan Xiyang! 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

A moment of life and death!

Duan Xiyang’s expression remained calm, his eyes serene. The White Bone Spear swept across, instantly creating a wave of spear shadows.

Everyone’s attacks were swept aside by him with a single spear, causing them to stagger back.

Before Duan Xiyang, what was a siege dwindled to a single person.

The Underworld’s King Chu Jiang!

With three consecutive strikes. The first strike countered King Chu Jiang’s One-legged Copper Man, the second sent the One-legged Copper Man spiraling skyward, and the third shattered King Chu Jiang’s head with a pop.

The spear moved like a dragon.

Continuing to pursue within the crowd.

Deity of the Moon retreated rapidly.

But Duan Xiyang’s spear abruptly withdrew, with a quick move, two elders from Ziyi Palace were sent flying with their bodies spinning into the air.

Duan Xiyang gracefully emerged.

But an elder from Netherworld Palace clutched his throat desperately as he collapsed.

A penetrating bloody hole appeared in the middle of his throat.

Duan Xiyang pivoted, hovering in mid-air, with one blow repelling Emperor Ziwei thirty feet back. Reaching out his hand, grasping at the void! Clenching a fist.

Far off, twenty feet away, an elder from Qingming Palace’s head exploded with a boom.

Amidst a gaze full of horror, Duan Xiyang coolly turned, a flash of white, already standing upon a hill a hundred feet away.

Pointing the White Bone Spear, he spoke calmly: "This is a small punishment compared to what’s coming. If such incidents occur again, heh..."

Raising the White Bone Spear.

Duan Xiyang’s face was indifferent, his gaze ruthless: "This spear is named White Bone, made to shatter mortal dreams!"

Turning, he strode away.

Three loud thuds.

King Chu Jiang’s One-legged Copper Man and the two elders’ bodies from Ziyi Palace just then fell to the ground.

Emperor Ziwei, heartbroken and bleeding, cried: "Duan Xiyang, I will not spare you. You will regret it, you will certainly regret it!"

Duan Xiyang’s lips curled into a disdainful smile.

Not looking back.

The slight figure flickered in the air, disappearing from sight.

A faint voice wafted from the horizon.

"Xue Fuxiao, was this play thrilling enough?"

At that moment, the dead Deity of the Sun, King Chu Jiang, along with Qingming Palace, Netherworld Palace, and Ziyi Palace’s leading elders, a total of six deceased, exploded from their Dantians simultaneously.

That remaining Spear Energy, breaking souls, shattering True Spirits!

Since six hundred years ago, every strike of Duan Xiyang is as ruthlessly decisive!

Not only must the flesh perish, but the soul as well!

Golden Horned Flood Dragon swept silently through the battlefield above, devouring soul particles.

In a distant concealed place, Fang Che watched Duan Xiyang depart direction, mouth agape.

One person, one spear, come and go, within less than ten breaths.

One of the top three Star Lords of Heavenly Palace, a king of the Underworld, an elder each from Qingming Palace, Netherworld Palace, and two elders from Ziyi Palace, died in such a tragic manner.

Moreover, he accomplished all this while still confronting Emperor Ziwei!

The White Bone Shattering Dream Spear, launching deadly strikes, effortlessly accomplished.

Truly exemplified plucking the head of a general from a million troops as easily as retrieving from a pocket!

"Too strong!"

Fang Che softly sighed, Duan Xiyang’s graceful exit and entrance stirred his blood, igniting fervor.

"This is your future opponent."

Xue Fuxiao softly spoke.

Fang Che bitterly smiled: "Lord Xue, you regard me too highly."

Xue Fuxiao smiled, but said nothing.

Outside, Emperor Ziwei’s face was grim, staring at the fallen bodies. On his shoulder, a transparent spear hole was slowly healing.

With an eerie lift of his head, he said: "Brother Xue, did watching the spectacle satisfy you?"

From the forest came Xue Fuxiao’s faint voice: "Ziwei, was the fight unsatisfying? Your battle with Duan Xiyang, what does it have to do with me? Want to vent your anger at me? Should I perform a scene for Duan Xiyang too? Let him see if it’s satisfying?"

Emperor Ziwei had indeed lost some sanity when anger clouded his mind just now.

Yet Xue Fuxiao’s words were like a bucket of cold water, pouring from above.

"Brother Xue was joking."

Emperor Ziwei lamented: "It’s just a pity..."

Saying half and leaving it unsaid, sighed: "If Brother Xue has no other instructions, I will take my leave."

Xue Fuxiao did not appear, instead saying: "Travel safely."

Silence ensued.

Leaving in somber sorrow, Emperor Ziwei’s party departed.

Those from Ziyi Palace bore heavy hearts, some casting eyes towards Bei Zhen in the ranks, gritting their teeth.

Duan Xiyang killed one from Heavenly Palace, one from the Underworld, one from Netherworld Palace, one from Qingming Palace; why did he specifically kill two from Ziyi Palace?