Published: January 2, 2025
Boom! The entire venue was shocked, everyone was terrified, their souls feeling like they were about to explode.
The impact of the three powerful figures from the Yunxiao Sect falling was even stronger than when Zhuge Rulong, the ancestor, made his move.
Because, after all, Zhuge Rulong was a master at the Venerable level, a true extraordinary figure. His strength was evident for all to see; everyone understood that the Venerable level surpassed the Heavenly Law and was incredibly formidable.
But who was this extraordinary man, filled with a sense of dusk, who killed three powerful figures in an instant, including the Yunxiao Sect's master?
The Yunxiao Sect master was the true top figure of the Tianyang Sect, a peerless powerhouse.
In the entire Southern Celestial Realm, he was renowned, and at the same time, the patriarch of the Ghost Bat Tribe, the leader of the Blood Shadow Sect, and the master of the Extreme Divine Sect were all legendary heroes in their own right.
Yet, they were so easily slain by someone?
It was as if they were just cutting chickens or dogs; this scene was too terrifying.
Moreover, the aura surrounding Ji Wuxue was incredibly strange, inexplicably thrilling, emanating wisps of Venerable aura. But everyone could feel that Ji Wuxue was not truly above the Heavenly Law; he was merely a half-step Venerable.
However, the Yunxiao Sect master was also a half-step Venerable, yet he was killed so easily?
How could one not tremble and find it hard to believe?
For a time, the various masters in the Sword Stele Forest were shocked, even the Lion Tiger Demon Lord among the five demon masters trembled, his heart shaken, and his body was sweaty with heat.
"Hmm?"
The four great experts were slain, and Zhuge Rulong's gaze darkened as he stared coldly, surprisingly filled with astonishment. He was currently exerting all his might to suppress the two powerful Venerable artifacts of Qin Chen. He had thought that even if he couldn't capture these two, he could at least trap them. But who would have thought that in just an instant, the Yunxiao Sect master and others would be dead?
"Truly a bunch of useless fools."
He muttered under his breath, feeling quite displeased, while also alarmed, fixating on Ji Wuxue. He had sensed this person's extraordinary nature earlier, unable to glean any fate aura from him. Now, this only piqued his curiosity; it seemed that everyone associated with Qin Chen had an elusive fate that was hard to capture.
"Let me see what makes you so special!"
"Buzz!"
Zhuge Rulong made his move, looking towards Ji Wuxue while simultaneously suppressing the two Venerable artifacts and Qin Chen's group, he was able to free a hand without a word and aimed to suppress Ji Wuxue.
In an instant, the heavens and earth roared, ancient stillness shattered, and endless fate light surged from all around. Many experts present felt it hard to breathe and retreated frantically, their bodies feeling as if they were about to explode. Yet they dared not leave, staring fixedly at this battle; a battle of Venerable level was something they could hardly encounter in many years—too rare indeed.
Especially for the Lion Tiger Demon Lord and others, even their comprehension of sword intent had come to a halt. He was a half-step Venerable expert, stuck at this realm, never able to transcend the Heavenly Law. Now that he could witness a Venerable battle, it was an invaluable opportunity for him.
Boom! The endless fate light boiled, transforming into a giant hand, pressing down towards Ji Wuxue. His eyes were cold; in the face of the power of fate, all past events were mere smoke and clouds.
This kind of aura, such a display of indifference and lack of emotion, had a style akin to the heavens being unkind and treating all beings as grass dogs, looking down on all life, devoid of feelings.
"Hahaha, old Zhuge, I’m not afraid of you! Slash!"
Ji Wuxue laughed heartily, unleashing a divine rainbow from his body, his momentum was too ferocious. He embraced the Dao of the Origins with both hands, purple air currents emerging, coalescing into a battle knife. The battle knife was a brilliant purple, crystalline all over, emitting a breathtaking aura.