On the arena, blood and flesh flew everywhere.
Qin Xuexiao’s severed arm hadn’t fully recovered when it was shattered again by the National Guardian Sword in Chu Huaixu’s hand!
The expression on the Ancestor Emperor’s face began to grow increasingly ferocious.
This kind of pain, tornt, humiliation... was sothing he simply couldn’t accept.
Once, it was he who wielded this sword and slaughtered all enemies in the world!
"Courting death!"
"You’re courting death!!"
The Ancestor Emperor’s voice began to carry endless malice and hoarseness.
The shadow of the mountain behind him finally solidified completely, no longer twisting and blurring.
That familiar power returned once again, causing the Ancestor Emperor’s face to finally show an extrely satisfied smile.
"Chu Huaixu, this physical body’s limit can only fire one shot!"
"But this one shot will annihilate your divine soul!"
"To die under this shot, your life won’t have been in vain!"
The spear force descended like a mountain.
Its montum was as if Mount Tai were pressing down.
The face of Qin Xuexiao’s physical body instantly turned pale, as if the power of qi and blood had been drained.
The body began to tremble instinctively, and even the Ancestor Emperor felt a bit dizzy.
Too weak, this vessel was too weak.
In comparison, Chu Huaixu’s physical body was truly perfect.
But at the thought of failing possession, having four strands of divine thought taken, endless malice and ruthlessness flashed in the Ancestor Emperor’s eyes.
Since nothing could be gained, then just let it die!
The speed of the descending spear force was not fast.
Yet it covered the entire area like a mountain.
Chu Huaixu had nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
But his face was unfazed, without fear.
Under the Ancestor Emperor’s possession, with only cultivation in the Third Realm, and under multiple constraints, the power of this strike was already comparable to that of a Great Cultivator!
Between a Cultivator and a Great Cultivator, there may be only one-word difference, but the gap was as wide as that between clouds and mud.
"A re mountain, and it wants to crush !?" Chu Huaixu swung a sword forward, but in his heart he was already summoning.
I have an object that engraves all things of heaven and earth!
——[Dao Generating One]!
A defense barrier spread around him, and though the mountain pressed down on the arena, it was directly blocked by this barrier.
Even more exaggerated, as this barrier continued to spread outward, it even lifted the mountain-like spear force!
A mountain pressing down?
Then just move the mountain!
No one knew what power Chu Huaixu had unleashed.
The stature of this power was astonishingly high, beyond imagination.
Situ Cheng and others had witnessed the finals of the East Continent competition that day.
On that day, when Chu Huaixu fought the Evil Sword, such a barrier had appeared in the end as well.
But compared to that day, today it was undoubtedly more solid and weighty.
"How is this possible!!" The Ancestor Emperor’s eyes were about to split from rage.
Yet this physical body was already insufficient to continue fighting.
On the high platform, the Moon Emperor exclaid "not good" inwardly.
The Moon Emperor would certainly not sit idly by.
The vessel could not be destroyed, and the Ancestor Emperor could not suffer any more accidents.
Whatever honor of the Celestial Family, whatever threat of being ridiculed by the world, none of those mattered anymore.
Everything was just as Chu Huaixu had thought earlier, once sothing happened to Qin Xuexiao and the Emperor’s Divine Thought, the Moon Emperor’s positioning would prompt many Great Cultivators of the Moon Country to intervene.
Everything else was illusory.
The [Vessel] and the [Emperor’s Divine Thought] were the most important.
Moreover, he also had a strand of divine thought within him.
If the ancestor were to bla him, a single thought from the ancestor could cause his sea of consciousness to collapse, his soul to dissipate!
Each generation of Moon Emperor, it was always this way.
The Moon Country was ultimately the Ancestor Emperor’s Moon Country.
Everything here actually still belonged to him.
His will transcended the beings of the Moon Country.
This lonely spirit and wild ghost had enveloped this realm for hundreds of years.
The Moon Emperor imdiately sent a transmission to Xiahou Yue and others.
The Moon Country’s [National Guardian], [Blade Holder], and [Mountain Master], three Ninth Realm powerhouses, acted imdiately.
The world’s number one Loose Cultivator, Cheng Yuyan, took a step back, maintaining neutrality.
But his eyes were filled with endless excitent.
Interesting! Truly interesting!
This young man Chu Huaixu, rely in the Third Realm, was truly stirring up such a storm!
The strongest few of the current age were now engaging in battle because of him!
Jiang Zhi and [Sky Net] also heard the middle-aged scholar’s transmission at this mont.
"Two seniors, I just need three breaths of ti."
Jiang Zhi and [Sky Net] both nodded.
Since this place gathered tens of thousands of people, unless these cultivation giants were completely devoid of humanity, they would certainly consider these people’s lives and deaths.
Here were the geniuses of various sects, the nobility of the Moon Country, and even so high-ranking figures from second- or third-rate sects...
If they fully unleashed their powers, it would equate to a massacre!
The residual qi force from the earth-shattering conflict was enough to level the Cultivation Hall.
Everyone here would die!
Therefore, the battle of the top Great Cultivators at this mont employed the most primitive thods of cultivators.
Their energies spread apart, clashing in the air.
Precisely speaking, what’s most important here was that strand of Power of Origin!
Others couldn’t even see it.
It was the Power of the Heavenly Dao clashing!
If Jiang Zhi and [Sky Net] failed to hold them back, any random energy would be enough to rescue the Ancestor Emperor.
Chu Huaixu could block this shot with the power of a Great Cultivator, but no matter what, he couldn’t resist the Ninth Realm.
The barrier generated by [Dao Generating One] was still spreading outward.
The mountain-like spear force had already lost half of its power.
"A gentleman values his promise." Only the voice of the middle-aged scholar repeated what he had said before.
Holding Chu Huaixu’s East Continent Order, he stepped forward.
With a single step, he entered the Ninth Realm!
To reverse the situation was not difficult.
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