336: Chapter 327 Massacre!
336: Chapter 327 Massacre!
Hiss!
This scene seems long when described, but it actually happened in just a few monts.
By the ti the surrounding people reacted, they couldn’t help but gasp in shock.
Fang Mobai’s head had fallen into a pool of blood, a sight that was shockingly poignant.
“Dead…
dead!”
“Fang Family’s Saint, Fang Mobai, had his head severed by a Divine King Body!”
“My god!
In this great era, Fang Mobai is the first Saint to fall, and now the Fang Family will go mad!”
“That was a genius who had the potential to step into the Emperor Realm, and just like that, he was beheaded by a Divine King Body, the Fang Family will definitely go mad!”
“In the past, the clashes between these prodigies were just suppressions, nobody truly dared to kill; otherwise, completely infuriating a Hidden Sect or Ancient Martial family could bring wrath that nobody could withstand.”
Around them, people’s faces changed, staring at Mo Wangchen in shock as fresh blood still dripped from the sword in his hand.
anwhile, Han Yan, who had left to chase the Golden Tripod, returned.
Floating mid-air, he also witnessed the mont Mo Wangchen decapitated Fang Mobai.
Shaken, he didn’t hesitate to turn and flee.
Fang Mobai’s strength wasn’t much less than Han Yan’s, in fact, it was sowhat stronger; now that Fang Mobai was beheaded by Mo Wangchen, Han Yan didn’t believe he could handle Mo Wangchen alone.
Watching Han Yan flee in panic, Mo Wangchen paid him no mind, withdrew his gaze, and sheathed the Emperor Weapon Sword, then continued towards the Emperor Tomb.
At the sa ti, the news of Fang Mobai being beheaded spread wildly within Tomb Mountain.
“The Saint of the Fang Family from Eastern Desolate, Fang Mobai, had his head severed by a stroke of the Divine King Body!”
“The Divine King Body actually made a killing move!
Fang Mobai will be this era’s first fallen Saintly character!”
“The Fang Family will completely lose their minds now, a genius who could have beco an emperor, dying here prematurely!”
The news spread at an astonishing speed, and it wasn’t hard to imagine the Fang Family, upon hearing the news, would send a large number of powerful figures to kill the Divine King Body!
…
Mo Wangchen sped through the sky, and after so ti, finally arrived at the foot of Tomb Mountain.
Looking ahead, there were many footprints showing people had already arrived and ascended Tomb Mountain.
Boom!
However, just as he stepped forward to climb the mountain, suddenly, a formidable montum roared above his head, a terrifying aura instantly enveloping him like a crushing mountain.
“Little beast, dare to kill my Fang Family’s Saint, hand over your life!”
The voice thundered, filled with supre fury.
The next mont, a giant hand erged, overshadowing the sun, and ferociously pressed down, aiming to squash him on the spot.
“It’s the Fang Family Ancestor, a Saint Venerable powerhouse!”
“He has found the Divine King Body and is making a killing move!”
The Fang Family Ancestor’s voice bood, echoing throughout Tomb Mountain.
Everyone looked up in shock, and as they saw the terrifying giant hand pressing down, their faces turned pale.
“Hmph!”
However, just as the giant hand was about to strike, a cold snort resonated, and the next mont, Lin Tianwang’s figure appeared in the sky in front of Mo Wangchen.
He stood firm in mid-air, his robe fluttering, and with a fierce press of his palm, an invisible giant hand, carrying an overwhelming montum, slamd out.
Eventually, the two giant hands collided, exploding apart with earth-shaking force, the shockwaves sweeping through the entire space of Tomb Mountain, turning everyone’s faces deathly pale.
“It’s a Saint Venerable powerhouse from the Lin Family!”
“If two Saint Venerable powerhouses clash here, the consequences are unimaginable!”
Everyone furrowed their brows, their expressions solemn.
“Lin Tianwang, your boy killed the Fang Family’s Saint Heir.
This grievance, our Fang Family will not let go lightly!” The Qiu Family Ancestor floated high in the air, his aura rolling like thunder, his voice booming into everyone’s ears.
“Had it not been for the greed over the Emperor Weapon, how would the Fang Family’s Saint Heir have been slain?
Today, with here, you shall not lay a finger on him!” Lin Tianwang forcefully responded, the aura of a Saint Venerable bursting forth to the peak on him, his face showing no fear.
“Fang Family’s Saint Heir was a genius of this era in the Eastern Desolate with the potential to ascend to Great Emperor.
Wasn’t the Divine King Body being too harsh in killing him?” anwhile, beside the Qiu Family Ancestor, five figures dashed through the air, their demonic aura surging to the skies—clearly, they were the five Saint Venerable powerhouses from the Yao Clan.
“Too harsh?
Hearing this from you demons really makes one want to burst out laughing!”
However, just then, nurous divine rainbows ascended to the sky above Tomb Mountain, notably including Piaomiao Saint Venerable, Lin ngyao, Chen Beixuan, Qiu Family Ancestor, and others.
With so many Saint Venerable powerhouses in a stand-off, the aura surged to the heavens, the entire atmosphere roiling, causing one’s scalp to tingle.
“Is this great era about to erupt?”
“The Divine King Body slaying the Fang Family’s Saint Heir marks the beginning, the first genius with the potential to beco Emperor has fallen.
It’s likely that what follows will indeed stir up true chaos!”
Within the space of Tomb Mountain, everyone looked on with faces filled with imnse dread.
The struggle for the era was indeed about to arrive.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Yet, just when the tension was at its highest, suddenly the entire space of Tomb Mountain started shaking tumultuously, as if the heavens were descending, shaking everyone to their core.
“What’s happening?”
Everyone was startled, looking around.
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
…
Terrifying voices echoed, spreading from Tomb Mountain, causing everyone to turn and look.
They saw, from a cave opening, hordes of figures rushing out like locusts, easily numbering in the hundreds.
“Soul Slaves!”
“So many Soul Slaves!
And all with the aura of Saint Venerable Realm!”
Everyone’s color changed.
It was horrific; from within that cave, clearly, was the burial place of a Great Emperor.
At that mont, the confrontation between nurous Saint Venerables had stirred all the Soul Slaves guarding the Emperor Bones.
“Run!”
At that mont, there was only one thought in everyone’s mind—to quickly get out of there.
With so many Soul Slaves, at least hundreds, each exuding the aura of the Saint Venerable Realm, it made everyone’s scalp tingle, completely devoid of any intent to resist.
Powerful figures from various sects quickly scooped up their own prodigies, utilized Shrinking Ground into Inches, and frantically fled towards the outside of Tomb Mountain.
“Ah!”
Behind them, those who hadn’t managed to escape were all rcilessly killed, their screams filling the air, chilling to the bone.
“Get out!”
A Saint Venerable powerhouse, also realizing what was happening too late, was already surrounded by Soul Slaves, frantically launching attacks to carve a bloody path.
However, amidst the onslaught of Soul Slaves, he ultimately fell, slain on the spot, utterly extinguished!
Everyone fled in panic, glancing back only to witness this scene, their scalps tingling at the sight.
A Saint Venerable so easily slain—those Soul Slaves were truly terrifying.
“What Great Emperor could possibly be buried in this Tomb Mountain, guarded by so many Saint Venerable Realm Soul Slaves?” This was the question on everyone’s minds.
At that mont, behind them, many Cultivators hadn’t managed to escape and were overwheld by the Soul Slaves, their screams echoing to the heavens—it was a massacre, a one-sided slaughter!
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