Published: February 26, 2025
Liu Wenhu stared at Tan Yun in disbelief, "What did you just say? You are the holy son of the Four Arts Star Domain, and you are Fang Zixi's man?"
"That's right, she is my fiancée!" Tan Yun fixed his gaze on Liu Wenhu, an overwhelming killing intent radiating from his giant eyes. "Now that you know this..."
"Buzz—"
Tan Yun raised his right hand, and instantly, the primordial chaos god-slaying sword flew into his mind. A beam of colorful radiant light burst forth from his brow, transforming from his right hand into a seven-colored divine spear that spanned four hundred thousand zhang.
"This... this..." Liu Wenhu stared at the seven-colored divine spear in Tan Yun's hand. He seemed to realize something as his voice trembled violently. "If this old master is not mistaken, this is the Immortal Divine Spear, the personal divine artifact of the Eternal Dao Emperor from over eighty million years ago!"
"I understand now. Could it be that you... you are the remnants of the Immortal Ancient Divine Race that caused such chaos in the Eastern Continent Divine Domain?"
Hearing this, Tan Yun, wielding the seven-colored divine spear, laughed furiously. "That's right, you are correct. I am the Immortal Ancient Divine Race!"
"I am the remnants of the Immortal Ancient Divine Race that you speak of, and remember, my grandfather is the former Eternal Dao Emperor."
"Liu Wenhu, you have killed countless disciples of the Heavenly Gate Divine Palace. Today, not only will you die, but your family, the Imperial Palace, and everyone in the Western Continent Ancestral City who signed a blood oath to kill me will all perish!"
Since Tan Yun revealed his identity, he would no longer waste time with Liu Wenhu. Moreover, he had determined from his earlier confrontation with Liu Wenhu that he had the ability to kill him.
"Old fool, die!" Tan Yun sneered and shouted, "Seventy-two styles trace-less absolute kill!"
As Tan Yun made his move, he unleashed the second most powerful divine ability from the Immortal Divine Spear technique.
The Immortal Divine Spear technique has three major divine abilities, with the weakest being the thirty-six styles absolute kill and the strongest being the one hundred and eight styles formless soul spear absolute kill.
Tan Yun was confident that he could defeat Liu Wenhu without employing the strongest divine ability of the Immortal Divine Spear technique; the seventy-two styles trace-less absolute kill would be sufficient.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—"
Standing at a height of three hundred sixty thousand zhang, Tan Yun held the forty thousand zhang long seven-colored divine spear and executed the primordial divine step, moving through the void with an unfathomable trajectory while wielding the divine spear.
In the blink of an eye, seventy-one ethereal Tan Yuns, each holding a divine spear, hovered around the main body in various spear forms.
"It’s time to use my trump card," Liu Wenhu thought as the ancestral power of the Wind Dao surged within him, frantically pouring into the Silver Divine Spear.
"Dragon battles the sky, unbreakable and indestructible!"
As Liu Wenhu's ancient voice rang out, he stood at three hundred thousand zhang, holding the Silver Divine Spear, dancing in place amidst the primordial void. Each time he swung the Silver Divine Spear, a solid-looking silver dragon flew out from the spear, swimming in the void.
In merely a blink, Liu Wenhu, whose expression was solemn and fierce, stopped dancing with the Silver Divine Spear. Above his head, nine silver divine dragons, each extending five million zhang long, spiraled around.
Each silver dragon exuded an aura that caused the primordial void to be filled with spider-web-like cracks.
Holding the spear, he angrily pointed at Tan Yun, "Today, I will tell you, even if your combat strength exceeds the norm, you are still only at the sixth level of the Dao Emperor realm. You are no match for me!"
"Kill!"
Liu Wenhu let out a long howl and threw the Silver Divine Spear at Tan Yun.