Published: February 26, 2025
At that moment, the fear in Xiangxiang's eyes was replaced by a blank stare.
"Stay here obediently," Tan Yun commanded Xiangxiang, who was lost in her gaze, before performing the Primordial Divine Step and moving towards...
“Stay here obediently,” Tan Yun commanded Xiangxiang, whose eyes were dulled, and then activated the Primordial Divine Step, flickering toward Chu Heng.
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”
Although Tan Yun's speed, after using the Primordial Divine Step within the formation, could rival that of elite disciples at the great perfection of the ancestral emperor realm, Chu Heng was still using a Supreme Ancestral Emperor Artifact, allowing him to fly at a speed that matched Tan Yun.
For the moment, Tan Yun could not catch up to Chu Heng, and he suspected that Chu Heng’s Supreme Ancestral Emperor Artifact Divine Vessel might actually break through a gap in the formation to escape.
However, there was a look in Tan Yun's eyes that revealed he was in complete control of the situation.
“Abyss of Death Shattering Whip!”
Indeed!
Tan Yun unleashed one of the most powerful of the three great divine abilities within the heart of primordial chaos god-slaying sword formation, the Abyss of Death Shattering Whip!
Instantly, a tiny black dot the size of a grain of rice appeared from the Primordial Void, hovering above Chu Heng's head, before suddenly transforming into a massive black whip stretching millions of zhang long!
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—”
The Abyss of Death Shattering Whip twisted like a giant black dragon, rapidly wrapping around the Divine Vessel, starting to pull it backward toward Tan Yun.
“What the hell is this thing!”
Chu Heng screamed hoarsely, leaping into the air from the Divine Vessel, unleashing the Ancestral Emperor Thunder Power within him as he flew toward the edge of the formation.
Tan Yun's expression remained terrifyingly indifferent, following Chu Heng at a leisurely pace.
As Chu Heng approached the edge of the formation, he suddenly thrust his hands toward it, and a series of immense light columns composed of the Ancestral Emperor Thunder Power, accompanied by a fractured void, slammed into the formation.
“Don’t think you can break my formation, even a great perfection expert at the ancestral emperor realm couldn’t do it.”
As Tan Yun spoke, the seemingly powerful Ancestral Emperor Thunder Power light columns struck the formation, causing it to tremble slightly before dissipating.
Looking at the intact formation, a deep sense of despair appeared in Chu Heng's eyes.
“Tan Yun, don’t kill me… I really know I was wrong.”
Chu Heng, terrified, turned around in mid-air, looking at Tan Yun with a desperate desire to survive.
“If you’re wrong, you must pay the price, and your price is death.”
Tan Yun suddenly stepped forward, crossing tens of millions of zhang of void, and the moment he appeared in front of Chu Heng, he kicked him in the chest.
“Crack, crack!”
Chu Heng’s rib cage shattered, blood spewing from his mouth as he was kicked away, his body crashing against the formation, and a series of attributes of Ancestral King Power shot out from within the formation like arrows, piercing Chu Heng’s body.
Blood gushed from his chest, abdomen, arms, and legs.
“Ah!”
As Chu Heng screamed and hurried away from the formation, Tan Yun’s figure flickered and appeared before him, his right hand morphing into a claw, gripping Chu Heng's neck.
“Creak, creak.”
With a cold expression, Tan Yun gradually increased the pressure of his five fingers, piercing into Chu Heng's neck, blood gushing forth.
“Didn’t you want to escape? Well, I’ll let you escape!”
Tan Yun waved his right foot in mid-air, and with a “bang, bang!” Chu Heng's knees shattered, severed legs flying away from his body.
“I won't escape anymore! Tan Yun, I’ll tell you everything you want to know, just please don’t kill me!”
Chu Heng trembled with pain, replying shakily, “No one sent me to deal with you, really.”