Against The Sky Supreme

Kang Shiyuan's words were an absolute humiliation for Wu Ling, who was recognized as the strongest of the Five Soul Lineage!

A scholar can be killed but cannot be insulted!

“Roar!” Wu Ling let out a beast-like roar, “Kang Shiyuan, die for me!”

Wu Ling held nothing back. As he utilized the Five Soul Unification Secret Classic to enhance his strength tenfold, he also unleashed the twelfth form of the Five Soul Extinguishing Immortal Sword Technique—Fallen of the Collective Immortals!

With his feet firmly on the ground, the Crouching Dragon Platform trembled as he propelled himself into the sky. At four hundred zhang high, he paused momentarily. His wrist flicked, and instantly, a hundred-meter-long Five Soul Sword Aura emerged from the void!

In an instant, hundreds of sword auras formed a sword domain spanning three hundred zhang, roaring downwards towards Kang Shiyuan with the power to tear apart the void!

The Five Soul Sword Domain enveloped the entire Crouching Dragon Platform, leaving Kang Shiyuan with no way to evade unless he jumped off the platform!

“Everyone, look! This is the strongest ultimate technique of our Five Soul Lineage—the Fallen of the Collective Immortals!”

“Indeed, it’s so shocking! It’s a pity that only those gathered with the Five Souls can cultivate it!”

“Which is stronger, Wu Shixiong’s Fallen of the Collective Immortals or Kang Shiyuan’s Chaotic Dance of Demons?”

“Stop talking, just watch!”

At that moment, under the gaze of the crowd, Kang Shiyuan suddenly thrust both hands skyward. Instantly, over a thousand Flying Daggers transformed from the Death Force erupted like a massive black lotus!

The petal-like Death Flying Daggers soared upwards, each one accurately striking against the descending Five Soul Sword Auras!

“Boom! Boom! Boom—”

Although the flying daggers were small, they were astonishingly accompanied by a thunderous roar. One by one, the Death Flying Daggers and the disproportionately large Five Soul Sword Auras began to disintegrate together!

“Buzz—Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”

At this moment, from the center of the gigantic black lotus, hundreds of Death Flying Daggers intertwined, forming a swirling vortex of death, rushing towards the horrified Wu Ling to strangle and devour him!

At this moment, the sword domain Wu Ling had formed after unleashing the Fallen of the Collective Immortals had completely crumbled!

The aura of death enveloped his heart. He never expected that Kang Shiyuan’s strength was far superior to his!

“Grandson, quickly hide!” The five soul daoist roared hoarsely, “Kang Shiyuan, spare my grandson’s life, I beg you!”

“Buzz!”

As the void trembled, the death vortex instantly transformed into a spherical knife cage three zhang in diameter, imprisoning Wu Ling inside!

Every flying dagger seemed like a deathly eye, staring at Wu Ling, who had his foot on the Flying Sword and was prepared to escape yet had not fled. It seemed as if they would shoot him down at any moment!

“Puff! Puff!”

Wu Ling's breath became rapid, his legs uncontrollably trembling. Droplets of sweat the size of a bean slid down his terrified cheeks!

As the sole grandson of the five soul chief, it was the first and only time he felt that death was so close!

When the five soul daoist secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Kang Shiyuan’s subsequent words made his heart leap!

“Elder, do you not know how to plead for mercy?” Kang Shiyuan wore a cruel smile, curling the corners of his mouth, “What do you mean by saying you are begging me? I will give you another chance to rephrase it; say it again, otherwise, I assure you that your grandson will undoubtedly die.”

“Alright, alright, I was wrong, I was wrong!” The five soul daoist endured the humiliation and hastily said, “I beg you to spare my grandson’s life, I beseech you!”

“Hmm, since you said that, if I were to kill your grandson now, wouldn’t that seem rather ungrateful?” Kang Shiyuan grinned wickedly, and in an instant, the hundreds of Death Force Flying Daggers imprisoning Wu Ling disintegrated one by one!