172: Chapter 172 You have bullied the Jiang clan! I will wield the supreme imperial weapon and wipe out your entire clan!

At this moment, within that sun, a burst of firelight surged, seemingly containing a small realm.

Within the realm, firelight bloomed, filled entirely with densely packed swords of flame.

At a glance, it was extremely shocking, as if hundreds of millions of swords of flame were hidden within. A majestic Sword Qi swept outward, filling the Void Realm and locking onto Helian Kui, Que Si, Huang Wulang, and Xiahou Changliu ahead.

Swish!

Then, with a wave of the imperial sword in Xie Wushang's hand, the sun high in the air flashed, smashing toward Helian Kui while carrying raging flames.

The sun swept past, whipping up a storm of fierce flames.

Inside the sun, sword light flickered, and instantly, swords of flame all over the sky poured down from within.

Beside the sun, the swords of flame manifested in the air also transformed into a rain of swords covering the sky, pouring down.

With a single sword strike, the swords covered all directions.

Que Si, Huang Wulang, and Xiahou Changliu were all covered by the sword rain, and the area of a hundred miles around their bodies was enveloped by sword light.

A great terror surged into their hearts.

Without a trace of hesitation, they all burned their Dao Laws, urging the incomplete imperial weapons in their hands to strike toward the high altitude.

Que Si sacrificed a piece of fire feather that flew into the air, transforming into a giant sky-swallowing sparrow with wings spanning a thousand meters.

The giant sparrow opened its mouth, evolving a whirlpool that swallowed countless swords of flame into it.

As its wings rolled, fierce winds also whipped up, transforming into a tornado that fended off the swords of flame.

Xiahou Changliu sacrificed the glazed blade, transforming it into a river of glazed blades, charging toward the sword rain ahead.

Huang Wulang evolved his dharma body, wielding the imperial saber, and slashed forward, cutting out an abyss to rout the sky-filling sword rain.

However, as the sky-filling sword rain poured down, within the great sun, swords of flame came endlessly. Every single one had monstrous might, rivaling the strike of a Great Emperor. With these swords falling across the sky, even these four quasi-emperors could not continuously withstand them.

Boom!

Under the impact of the sword river, the Sky-Swallowing Sparrow dharma body collapsed.

The giant heavenly wolf was shattered.

The glazed long river collapsed.

The scimitar trembled, cracks appeared, and it was immediately sent flying.

Then, the great sun sent the wolf bones flying, slamming solidly onto Helian Kui's body.

Helian Kui spat a mouthful of blood as his body was submerged by fierce flames, letting out miserable screams. In merely an instant, the sound abruptly stopped.

He perished right then and there.

Boom!

The great sun smashed into the ground, causing the earth to split apart and erupting with a vast imperial might. The remaining quasi-emperors nearby were all blown away.

As they were blown away, countless swords of flame poured down, striking them.

Que Si spat a mouthful of blood.

Huang Wulang landed in a wretched state.

Xiahou Changliu was sent flying.

"Kill!" At this moment, high up in the sky, Xie Wushang's dharma body pierced down holding a giant sword.

The majestic Sword Qi poured down, transforming into three sword rivers that struck all three of them down.

Lightning also cleaved down.

Rumble!

The three of them were all pinned to the ground, and immediately fierce flames swept across.

The three turned into ashes.

Thus, all seven quasi-emperors were utterly destroyed in both body and soul.

With a wave of Xie Wushang's large hand, the four incomplete imperial weapons flew into his palm, and he stored them away into his Sea of Consciousness space.

These incomplete imperial weapons had no weapon spirits; with a flick of his finger, he could refine them for his own use.

"Seven supreme quasi-emperors wielding incomplete imperial weapons were wiped out just like that?" Cultivators from all clans all sucked in a breath of cold air.

These were seven supreme quasi-emperors!

Each of them had reached the Nine Tribulations Realm, and they even attacked by burning the power of Dao Laws.

Yet now, they were all executed in an instant, with almost not a shred of resistance.

"The Divine Son of Jiang already possesses the power to fight a Great Emperor!" Shen Beixian whispered, speaking thus and giving an extremely high evaluation.

"He learned our Shen Clan's Great Devouring Technique... Should we pursue this matter?" A Shen Clan Great Saint weakly inquired.

"At this time, we can only let the Great Emperor of the clan make the decision," Shen Beixian said.

"Let the Great Emperor decide!" The Shen Clan Great Saint pondered, looking at Xie Wushang with a face full of dread in his eyes.

"This Divine Son of Jiang already has a combat strength comparable to a Great Emperor, and he also wields the heavenly emperor bow. He has matured, and ordinary Great Emperors would find it difficult to take him down," Shen Beixian stroked his beard and said with a solemn expression. "For a figure like this, if possible, it is best to befriend him!"

"Comparable to a Great Emperor before the age of thirty... The Jiang Clan... Are they about to rise once again?" A Qin Clan quasi-emperor whispered.

Cultivators from all clans held Xie Wushang in great awe and reverence.

"What should we do? What should we do?" The remaining Cultivators of the Seven Imperial Clans were all filled with panic.

However, before they could think much more, beneath the firmament, Xie Wushang's dharma body looked down with a disdainful gaze, overlooking from above.

"My Jiang Clan once had a heavenly emperor suppress an era, protecting the myriad races of Cangyuan... Thirty thousand years ago, the Nine Suns Great Emperor also entered the Disaster Battlefield to fend off the invading Evil Spirits, almost perishing... The clansmen of my Jiang Clan all uphold the Legacy of our ancestors and strictly adhere to the Righteous Path. Yet, some imperial clans, taking advantage of our clan's decline, intended to carry out extermination and sever our clan's Foundation."

"My Jiang Clan... although we have not failed the world..."

"Yet if anyone dares to bully my Jiang Clan with no one left... I also do not mind wielding a heavenly emperor weapon to obliterate their clan!"

"Today, the Seven Imperial Clans... have bullied my Jiang Clan... I sentence them to the judgment of the heavens, to be destroyed in both body and soul!"

Beneath the firmament, Xie Wushang's dharma body spoke leisurely. The voice was indifferent, resembling the sound of the Dao, ethereal and filled with unquestionable Aura. As he spoke, the dharma body held a precious sword, piercing down once again toward the Cultivators of the Seven Imperial Clans.

With a single sword strike, Sword Qi bloomed, transforming into strips of sword rivers that locked onto the Cultivators of the Seven Imperial Clans, launching a lethal assault.

The Cultivators of the Seven Imperial Clans all cried out in panic, fleeing in all directions, but they were struck by lightning and pierced through by the sword rivers.

Whoosh, whoosh!

In merely an instant, the Cultivators of the Seven Imperial Clans were all annihilated.

Thus, high in the sky, Xie Wushang's dharma body withdrew his sword, and that Aura that suppressed the mountains and rivers retracted inward.

"If there are still imperial clans attempting to make an enemy of my Jiang Clan, this shall be the end!" Xie Wushang's dharma body spoke with considerable majesty.

The rolling sonic waves spread across a radius of a thousand miles.

Cultivators from all the imperial clans and immortal Holy Lands present couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

However, upon hearing Xie Wushang's words, the worry that many imperial clans previously held also diminished slightly.

Indeed!

The Jiang Clan's heavenly emperor had suppressed an era back then, and also protected the myriad races of Cangyuan for an era.

At that time, heavenly emperors from extraterrestrial imperial clans came raiding wielding supreme imperial weapons, and the Jiang Clan's heavenly emperor resisted the extraterrestrial alien races, protecting the Legacy of the myriad races.

Even thirty thousand years ago, the Jiang Clan's Nine Suns Great Emperor went to the Disaster Battlefield to fight to the death against extraterrestrial disaster spirits.

In that battle, great emperors fell in many imperial clans, and they felt empathetic and deeply touched.

They were clearly protecting the world.

Yet because great emperors fell and the power of the imperial clans weakened, they ended up being bullied by others.

Such an outcome filled people with grief and indignation.

Therefore, at this moment Xie Wushang spoke, causing many imperial clans to resonate and reducing the hostility in their hearts.

Xie Wushang's dharma body overlooked the Cultivators of all clans.

Seeing that no one dared to touch his edge, he then withdrew his gaze.

Besides, in the high altitude, ripples spread, and that Divine Ability Domain vanished right then and there.

Xie Wushang's dharma body also dissipated from the air.

That vast might was no longer present.

His true body stepped on a long bridge, strolling down toward the direction where the Jiang Clan Cultivators were located.

The Jiang Clan Cultivators immediately greeted him and went up.