As Zhang Xiaohao’s words fell, the Power of Laws of the three Supre Laws—ti, space, and reincarnation—instantly fused together. When the three Supre Laws fused, an unbelievable scene appeared: the three Supre Laws directly rged into a milky white crystalline thread. Before this milky white crystalline thread, the Divine Stone of Heaven’s Punishnt was visible to the naked eye as it rushed into the mouth of the golden-robed youth.
The golden-robed youth remained in his original posture, standing still and dumbfounded.
However, his expression changed drastically for the first ti, with his face full of terror, as if he had seen the most terrifying monster in the world.
"How is this possible?" the golden-robed youth shouted in disbelief.
"Die!" Zhang Xiaohao did not bother to answer him; the six weapons in his hand carried a violent force, ferociously striking the golden-robed youth’s head.
Even if the golden-robed youth’s head was made of iron, under the fierce attack of Zhang Xiaohao’s six weapons, it was instantly smashed into a pile of flesh. A miniature Nascent Soul flashed, attempting to escape from Zhang Xiaohao’s presence in the next mont.
"Want to leave? Did you ask this Empire? Get back here for this Empire!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
The Principle Silk created by the fusion of the three Supre Laws trembled violently, and the miniature Nascent Soul that had just erged was directly halted in place.
"Swish!"
Holding his six weapons, Zhang Xiaohao fiercely slashed, ruthlessly grinding the miniature Nascent Soul.
Thus, the golden-robed youth was dead beyond any doubt.
After completing all this, Zhang Xiaohao reached out his hand, grabbing the items dropped from the golden-robed youth’s corpse, which flew consecutively into his hand and with a single flip, stored them in the storage bag at his waist.
"Swoosh!"
With a flash of golden light, Zhang Xiaohao withdrew Dharma Manifestation Heaven and Earth and his transformation into Three Heads and Six Arms, even the thread of Power of Laws in mid-air disappeared.
He flipped his left hand, took out a purple gourd, poured out so Bell Spirit Stone Essence, and swallowed it.
With a hundred drops of Bell Spirit Stone Essence entering his stomach, the emptiness within his body finally disappeared, taking several seconds before he recovered again.
"Phew! Finally recovered," Zhang Xiaohao exhaled a breath of turbid air and said.
He was contemplating the thread of Power of Laws produced by the sudden fusion of the three Supre Laws; with the fusion of the three Supre Laws, the powers of ti, space, and reincarnation soared tenfold, that kind of heart-pounding power still left Zhang Xiaohao feeling uneasy.
However, although that thread of Power of Laws was strong, its consumption was extrely high, appearing for only a few breaths and it exhausted all of Zhang Xiaohao’s Spiritual Power.
Fortunately, Zhang Xiaohao had a solid accumulation; if it were soone else, they would have been drained into a mummy long ago.
Shaking his head, now is not the ti to think about these things; the priority is to solve all the troops of the hundred clans here.
Zhang Xiaohao looked up and saw that Zha Muzhen and the Third Saintess had sohow joined forces behind Qi Ye Demon Ancestor, charging towards the troops of the hundred clans.
Under their frenzy slaughter, nearly two hundred thousand cultivators had been killed by the three of them; the ground was littered with broken corpses, the pungent sll of blood was overwhelming, but the corpses, blood, and so on on the ground were all absorbed and refined by the Ancient Blood Devouring Array.
Having absorbed the blood of over three hundred thousand cultivators, a huge blood-red tree grew in the air, standing a hundred ters tall; countless blood-red sacrificial fruits blood and bore fruit densely on the blood-red tree, covering the entire tree. It seed that even if there were not thirty thousand blood sacrificial fruits, there were at least twenty-eight to twenty-nine thousand.
Retracting his gaze from the blood-red tree, Zhang Xiaohao’s attention fell on the Spirit Clan’s troops, where three thousand or so Spirit Clan mbers stood positioned in corner spots, cautiously guarding against the surrounding cultivators, without any rash movents.
"You are quite sensible! If you don’t know what’s good for you, this Empire won’t mind wiping you out!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
No longer delaying, he felt that this ti he had really gone all out, first dealing with Erlang God, then the matter with the thirteen True Spirits, and now facing millions of cultivator troops from the hundred clans, these are not just any clowns but elites of the hundred clans! Each one has great talent in cultivation, representing the future of their clans, yet they were killed by Zhang Xiaohao and the other three.
If it were him, upon discovering so many broken Life-bound Spirit Plates in the clan, he would also deploy powerful warriors to pursue, without any regard for costs.
Hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of clans coming together, the formation would be incredibly fearful, and once they co to hunt, not to ntion one Zhang Xiaohao, even a hundred wouldn’t be enough to escape!
"Swoosh!"
Zhang Xiaohao’s body flashed and when he appeared again, he was already among the troops of the hundred clans.
"Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations!" Zhang Xiaohao shouted in a low voice, using the divine skills inherent to the Heavenly Emperor Mask, Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations, and with this move, waves of terrifying golden lightning descended like rushing seas, madly striking the surrounding cultivators.
Zhang Xiaohao gripped the purple gourd in his left hand, and whenever his Spiritual Power within was about to run out, he would swallow ten drops of Bell Spirit Stone Essence to replenish his Spiritual Power, then charge into the crowd.
Where he passed, the cultivator troops of the hundred clans were directly slain by the domineering Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations; they were not like the golden-robed youth, who had the Mystic Sky Treasure and Golden Emperor Sword for protection. Facing the violent, ferocious Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations, they were directly killed.
An hour later.
Zhang Xiaohao stopped moving; the sixty to seventy thousand cultivator troops remaining had all been slain by him, the consumption of Bell Spirit Stone Essence alone reaching over eight thousand drops, an entirely terrifying number.
"Phew! Almost exhausted ." Zhang Xiaohao thought bitterly to himself.
Flipping his right palm, he took out so elixirs for restoring vitality and swallowed them, directly activating the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture to refine them. A few breaths later, Zhang Xiaohao regained so of his spent vitality.
"Brother Heavenly Emperor, you cheated!" Qi Ye Demon Ancestor flashed, appearing next to Zhang Xiaohao, said with a bitter smile.
"Brother Qi, you should also understand, after this incident, we shall have no more peaceful days! The sooner we solve them, the sooner we plan accordingly." Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
Seeing Zhang Xiaohao’s serious expression, Qi Ye Demon Ancestor also turned serious.
"Indeed! Just the number of Mahayana Realm cultivators we’ve slain counts in the thousands, not to ntion those of other realms! I imagine their deaths have already been discovered by the clans in the Spirit Realm, and soon, their armies will co hunting us down!" Qi Ye Demon Ancestor said.
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