Published: February 26, 2025
They were not afraid of Tan Yun's current strength, but rather his identity!
They began to realize that after the eternal cycle of reincarnation, he was the primeval supreme!
They had realized that after the eternal cycle of reincarnation, the primeval supreme had not died at all!
Thinking of Tan Yun's former identity, the hands of the six elderly men holding swords trembled violently.
At this moment, Zhan Zutian remembered the past when his father betrayed Tan Yun, and he understood that today it would be a fight to the death with Tan Yun.
However, he was also terrified of Tan Yun's identity and unsure of Tan Yun's true strength, so he naturally did not dare to engage him in battle. Instead, he said sharply to the six elderly men, "You don't need to be afraid of him; he must not have hidden his cultivation level; he is merely a fourth-class human-divine!"
"The only reason he could kill Zhou Tong is that he challenged opponents of higher ranks, but no matter how extraordinary he is, he is still just a fourth-class human-divine. What are you afraid of, attacking him six against one?"
Hearing Zhan Zutian's words, the six elderly men felt like crying without tears. What do you mean, 'what are you afraid of'? You're scared yourself as an eighth-grade earth deity and don't dare to act, just talking without taking action!
Though they were displeased, they did not dare to show it.
Looking at the six men, Zhan Zutian roared, "What are you still hesitating for? Go! If we kill him and bring back his head, we can go to the celestial master Lingxia to claim credit; we will have achieved great merit!"
"Even the primordial supreme and supreme chaos will reward you!"
Upon hearing this, the six elderly men steeled their hearts and shouted, "Young Master is right! Let's go together; don't treat him as the primeval supreme!"
"Kill!"
The six elderly men suppressed the panic in their hearts and charged at Tan Yun with their divine swords without reservation!
"Die, all of you!" Tan Yun shouted, and his mountain-like body accelerated suddenly, instantly evading the sword auras slashing from five of them. With a swift motion, he swung the ten-thousand-foot-long Abyss of Death Shattering Whip, striking one elderly man like a black divine dragon, causing the surrounding void to collapse.
"Ah! Young Master save me..."
"Bang!"
The cry of the elderly man stopped abruptly; under the force of the Abyss of Death Shattering Whip, his body, weak and fragile, turned into a blood mist, leaving no bones behind!
As they witnessed the blood mist about to vanish into the Primordial Void, the other five seventh-grade earth deities screamed in fear, their spines chilled:
"Young Master, we are probably not his match; let's flee!"
"Yes! Young Master! As long as we escape and report back to the celestial master Lingxia, we will also have achieved great merit!"
Hearing the suggestions of the five elderly men, Zhan Zutian's face turned pale as he said, "We can't escape! According to ancient records, the primeval supreme is the Formation Eye of the heart of primordial chaos god-slaying sword formation."
"Only by killing him or severely wounding him can this sword formation be broken without a fight!"
Upon hearing this, one elderly man's face turned ashen as he shouted, "Young Master, is there really no other way?"
"There is! But it’s the same as not having one!" Zhan Zutian replied, "Unless our strength far exceeds his, we won't be able to break the sword formation!"
"Stop saying that; you six, go together!"
After speaking, Zhan Zutian turned back, looking at the hundreds of first to sixth-grade earth deities, and decisively said, "Everyone, charge in together!"
The hundred people looked at Tan Yun, hesitating.
"Bang!"
Zhan Zutian smashed one of his subordinate's heads with a punch, sounding authoritative, "Kill without mercy for those who disobey orders!"
At this moment, everyone understood that if they fought, there was still a glimmer of hope, but if they did not act, they were surely dead!