A few seconds later."H-His attack energy just doubled! It's impossible for us to keep clashing against this level of power!"The Elder of the Sky Fire Sect shrieked hysterically. The Ancient Fire Lotus of his physical form suddenly dimmed, overrun by the dense, wild wave of dark aura overflowing from the Universe-Destroying Sword. The golden chains belonging to the Heavenly Hall Grand Elder melted and shattered into fragments of light, no longer able to withstand the physical and mental pressure radiating from Alex."Hold nothing back! If we don't sacrifice everything right now, we will all die here!" the Heavenly Hall Grand Elder roared, his eyes bloodshot as he endured the pressure pushing beyond his physical limits. "Deploy the Ancient God-Killing Formation immediately: Nine Hells Execution!"Hearing the name of that forbidden formation, the other three Elders narrowed their eyes in brutal despair. Without a moment's hesitation, all three of them, along with the Heavenly Hall Gran

BZZZZZZZZT!Without his feet touching the ground, Alex's body slowly hovered upward, piercing through the billowing black mist. He stood tall in midair, floating at the exact midpoint between Chief Elders Han, Gu, and Cen. The ancient runes on his skin pulsed like a demon's heartbeat, while the blackish-white Heavenly Flame enveloped his entire body, forming a robe of fire that writhed like the tongue of an ancient dragon.Alex's crimson-gold eyes stared at the three Middle-Stage God Kings with a cruel gaze steeped in absolute bloodlust."It truly appears to be the Rank One Heavenly Flame..." Chief Elder Han murmured. The greed blinding his soul instantly conquered what remained of the fear in his chest. The one-armed man glanced toward Gu and Cen, signaling them with eyes thick with killing intent. "We cannot let this precious opportunity slip away! Seize it and divide the divine treasure among ourselves!""Attack together!" Chief Elder Gu roared.SRAAAAARGH!Without a single word of

"Ask the ruler of hell when you arrive there!"BOOOOOOOOOOM!Alex’s voice shrieked, splitting the sky and joining a violent explosion that caused the very foundations of the Sword Burial Ground Core to partially collapse. His body launched forward, leaving behind a jagged rift of black void that refused to close. Alex no longer appeared human—he swept forward like a God of Death wielding a soul-reaping scythe, leaving a trail of writhing, black-and-white flame robes behind him.Seeing the young man barreling forward as if he couldn't wait to end both their lives..."Run! CEN, RUN!"Great Elder Han’s roar shattered the chilling silence. The pride of a God King Realm cultivator built over hundreds of years crumbled into absolute nothingness in an instant. Throwing away all thought of battle formations or the honor of the Sky Hall, Han spun around a full one hundred and eighty degrees and burned half of his Life Blood Essence. He fled in utter disarray through the mist, weaving frantical

Suddenly... WSHHH—BZZZZZZT! The silence of the Sword Graveyard Core collapsed in an instant. From the shattered depths of the earth to the farthest corners of the deepest valleys, millions of ancient sword blades shed the crust of soil and rust that had enveloped them for thousands of years. These swords—ranging from the daggers of nameless practitioners to the heirloom blades of ancient sword masters—shot into the air like a horde of monsters awakening from a long slumber. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Far from mere floating, millions of swords stacked and spun frantically around the Sky Hall Master's Giant Golden Palm. A swirling storm of blades—a Fiendish Blade Typhoon of dark reddish-black—formed around the crater. The friction between the swords and the shrieks of millions of dead souls were deafening, radiating a stench of fishy blood and a soul-rotting aura that defied all laws of nature. "AWAKEN! COME ON, AWAKEN AT ONCE! HAHAHAHAHAHAA! THIS PERFECT VESSEL IS TRULY SO OBEDIENT TO ME!"

WSSSHHH?!Faint wisps of earthy smoke drifted from the newly formed void abyss. Amid the dead silence enveloping the remains of the Sword Sepulcher, the phantom shadow of the Sky Hall Chairman's Clone hovered in midair, its form shaking unsteadily."Th-This... is impossible..."The Chairman's voice, usually deep and booming, was now trembling, fractured by a desperation he had not felt in thousands of years atop the peak of the cultivation realm. The golden radiance across his translucent body fluctuated violently, dimming drastically like a flickering candle in the night wind.As he looked down at himself, his pupils contracted in rigid shock.The entire right side of his soul clone—from his shoulder and chest down to his leg—had vanished completely! Furthermore, crackling reddish-black wounds eroded the remaining golden Qi brutally, preventing his Qi energy from regenerating."The Heaven-Cleaving Emperor Sword... is the Xiao Clan's ultimate spatial annihilation law! Even a mid-stage