BOOM BOOM BOOM ————

Countless blood-red fists surged into the sky, dense as raindrops.

Yet each punch was enough to crush a peerless figure in the Great Sage Realm.

And so, they charged recklessly at that black Saber Gang!

Yet when the blood-red fists collided with the Saber Gang, it was like an egg hitting a stone, overestimating its abilities.

All the fists shattered into oblivion.

"Ah————"

The ancestor’s eyes widened in rage, roaring continuously, exerting all efforts to intercept.

But at this moment, Tong Wuji’s saber momentum had already reached the pinnacle of the world.

No matter your myriad techniques, I shall cut with one saber!

BOOM!

Even though the ancestor was furious, it was to no avail. Together with his Dharma Form, it was directly sliced apart in the void by the black Saber Gang.

At the moment the Dharma Form collapsed, the ancestor continued to strike, trying to stop this from happening, but he did not succeed.

"Ancestor!"

That scene plunged countless strong figures of the Hua Tian Prefecture into despair.

Among the crowd was Hua Ming, the successor of the Hua Tian Prefecture, who felt utterly powerless witnessing that scene.

After being injured by Ye Xuan in the Great Ruins, he had not yet recovered to his peak. He initially thought that with the ancestors’ intervention to seize the Immortal Treasure from Zhongxuan Mountain, he might rise against the current, and when the Emperor Road opened, he would be among the first to ascend.

But now this outcome left him in despair.

All those titles of Reserve Emperor were nonsense!

In the face of true power, it was nothing but crap!

At this moment, Hua Ming suddenly awakened to reality.

Though he was a dazzling prodigy of this era, in front of such peerless power, he was nothing but an ant!

He had no power to fight back at all, and at this moment, as he watched the opponent about to destroy their Sect, he was helpless and could only watch.

BOOM!

The third saber finally fell, striking upon the Hua Tian Prefecture.

In an instant, the entire Hua Tian Prefecture was split in two.

Within the Hua Tian Prefecture, countless lives were obliterated.

The survivors were only a few like Hua Ming, protected by the ancestor’s desperate efforts; otherwise, the entire Hua Tian Prefecture would have perished under this single saber.

"You deserve to die!"

"Ah————"

The furious ancestor shouted at Tong Wuji, "This hatred today, I, Hua Tian Prefecture, will remember! The day when the Heavenly Dao suppression is lifted, your Emperor Immortal Sect shall be destroyed!"

Tong Wuji gave no heed to the ancestor’s angry rebuke.

Heavenly Dao Suppression lift?

Heh heh.

And what if it lifts.

By then, he could annihilate Hua Tian Prefecture with a single saber.

As for the possibility that Hua Tian Prefecture might have stronger beings hidden in the Heavenly Domain?

Apologies.

The thirteen factions of my Revenge Lineage have yet to reveal themselves.

Compared to backers, would Tong Wuji fear a tiny Hua Tian Prefecture?

A strong one never cares about the roar of a weaker one.

After wielding three sabers, Tong Wuji left the Hua Tian Prefecture behind in ruins.

On the other side of the Earth State, at the highest peak of the Seventy-two Blessed Lands’ Immortal Capital Pavilion, a young Taoist stood at the cliff’s edge, hands in sleeves, squinting towards the direction of Hua Tian Prefecture, muttering softly, "So that’s the Black Sky Blade of the Black Blade Sect, impressive, indeed impressive."

His gaze lifted to the sky, as if trying to see through to the invisible Heavenly Domain Gate, to see the Heavenly Domain, and to see the head of the Dao Xuan Sect, Zhou Xuanlin.

"A member of the Black Blade Sect is already this formidable, then Second Grandfather, how high is your realm?"

"And that Ye Young Master, what exactly is his identity?"

"What does Emperor Ye truly represent?"

These were the curious thoughts of the young Taoist, Zhou Ye.

He only knew one thing clearly: when it came to Ye Xuan, he could not intervene or block.

Otherwise, there was only one outcome.

Death.

He once made his half-buried Master try to divine, almost causing the Master to fall prematurely.

This made him understand the reality even more clearly.

Thus, this so-called ’Immortal Treasure Struggle’ held no significance.

No matter how the fight ensued, it would ultimately belong to Ye Xuan.

Why did the Yuhua Immortal Sect’s Mysterious Woman of Yuhua fall just short of acquiring the Dark Immortal Body yet didn’t send anyone to seize the Immortal Treasure from Ye Xuan?

Because the Yuhua Immortal Sect knew they couldn’t afford to provoke Ye Xuan right now.

Zhou Ye had advised his friend, Duan Qingcang, heir to the hidden Qingtian Divine Sect in the Heavenly State, that it was best not to intervene.

Yet, judging by the current result, perhaps Duan Qingcang relayed this to the Sect, but clearly, the Qingtian Divine Sect did not intend to miss this grand opportunity.

And the outcome was evident: the ancestor Shi Pojun of the Qingtian Divine Sect perished at Zhongxuan Mountain.

This was something the Qingtian Divine Sect never anticipated.

But this fact might allow his friend to recognize reality, to understand certain truths, and henceforth refrain from seeking trouble with Ye Xuan.

This was what Zhou Ye wanted.

That was enough.

Of course, if this friend truly wished to seek death, then there would be nothing more to say.

Zhou Ye suddenly grinned and said, "Now, in the entire Xuanhuang Great World, who would dare provoke our Ye Young Master?"

"Relying on some connection with the Double Emperors, thinking the world ought to revolve around you people?"

"A bunch of shameless fools."

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With the fall of the Hua Tian Prefecture, the entire Nine States of the Xuanhuang Great World, and even beyond, the Xuanhuang Continent, Qilin Continent, and others were watching closely.

At this moment.

Zhongxuan Mountain, Ancient Battlefield.

Tong Wuji returned to report.

Ye Xuan looked up at the sky, his chiseled face showing a faint smile: "Tsk tsk, seems I’ve offended quite a few of you, haven’t I?"

"No matter, whether you want to visit my Emperor Immortal Sect, or for me to personally visit, it’s up to you."

The persistent Divine Senses, hearing Ye Xuan’s words, suddenly hesitated.

Frankly, losing so many peerless figures was unacceptable for any Sect.

They could tolerate the loss of the Immortal Treasure, but they couldn’t accept so many Sect strongmen perishing.

Yet at this moment, they couldn’t quite grasp how Ye Xuan achieved this; they dared not take this risk.

Thus, this grudge could only be secretly remembered.

They had already witnessed the fate of the Hua Tian Prefecture.

If they continued, it would be hard to recover from.

So, one by one, the Divine Senses quietly retreated.

No one dared to spy on the Ancient Battlefield anymore.

The saying goes, strike one punch to avoid a hundred punches; this is the principle displayed here.

The fate of the Hua Tian Prefecture, bloodily laid before them.

No matter how deep their foundation, they dared not rashly start a war under such circumstances.

"Huh?"

"There are still some fools courting death."

Qiankun Ancestor, having scavenged from the corpses, looked up at the sky with a laugh and said, "Master, why not let this old slave take a trip?"

Ye Xuan waved it off and said, "No need, they plan to use the Great Emperor Immortal Soldiers."

Qiankun Ancestor snorted with a laugh: "Tsk tsk, love to play yet can’t afford it, really amusing."