197: Shock Kill
As soon as these words were uttered, everyone was shaken.
Everyone couldn't help but look in Wang Hao's direction, their faces showing schadenfreude.
Indeed, Wang Dong's forceful actions ultimately brought disaster to the Wang Family.
There was a Young Supreme from the Wang Family here; how could he not act when everyone was watching?
But facing a Primordial Royal Clan, he would likely suffer a great loss.
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.
They all said the Wang Family had deep Legacy and that their Young Supreme was unparalleled in demeanor. Would they be able to continue their undefeated myth today?
Wang Hao, however, narrowed his eyes.
Without a word, a glowing holy sword appeared in his hand.
This was precisely the one from Yaoguang Holy Land.
But just as he made his move, the people from Yaoguang Holy Land's eyes turned cold.
However, they did not move, all looking expectantly at the Primordial Royal Clan.
Meanwhile, Wang Hao, enveloped in a sharp Sword Qi, soared into the sky.
Like a God King descending, he sought to suppress all enemies in the world, striking down past, present, and future with a single sword as he charged towards the Golden Eye Royal Clan.
But just as this Sword Intent soared into the sky,
several other terrifying attacks suddenly erupted from various directions in unison.
A great sun hung high, its purple divine radiance seemingly capable of incinerating everything.
A maiden in white descended, raising her hand to shake mountains and rivers.
From another direction, an exquisite three-colored fire lotus drifted over.
The black-clad youth's eyes were indifferent, his killing intent boiling.
Like a Dao Supreme of fire, his entire being exuded a violent aura.
On the other side, there was a blood-red small sword.
The killing intent on the sword was astonishing, and the Concept of annihilation converged around it, entering the Dao through killing, which was incredibly shocking.
Coupled with the heaven-shaking sword light unleashed by Wang Hao, four attacks suddenly descended at this moment.
Boom! Boom!
Before anyone could react, the Prodigy of the Golden Eye Royal Clan was directly blasted into a mist of blood.
Not even bone fragments remained; he died on the spot.
Everyone who witnessed this scene was utterly astonished.
"A Primordial Royal Clan at the ninth level of the Void Realm was instantly killed just like that?"
Everyone's expressions were thoughtful; in that instant, they saw several people attack simultaneously.
It turned out there were other members of the Wang Family here, and they quickly looked around.
And these voices showed no intention of hiding.
Wang Jiayao's figure slowly floated up, and behind her, a purple great sun appeared. Under the pervasive divine light, she was incredibly pure and holy.
Everyone gasped at this sight.
This person was the Purple Sun Divine Body, Saintess Wang Jiayao of Cihang Zhaizhai.
Immediately after, another figure slowly walked out.
He wore green robes, and his figure appeared slender, but with every step he took, a terrifying Concept of fire emanated from him.
Three-colored flames burned fiercely on his body; this was a Supreme scripture.
Wang Yan strode like a Young Supreme. Although he lacked Wang Hao's invincible Concept, he still made people dare not look too closely.
Just then, a voice suddenly came over.
"It's good that he died! I didn't expect him to perish before I even made my move."
Everyone followed the sound and saw a youth in stone clothes slowly emerge from among the Yin Soldiers.
And these Yin Soldiers, as if summoned by some mysterious power, not only did not attack this youth at this moment but instead parted to both sides, clearing a grand path.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically at this sight.
The Grand Elder of Yaochi Holy Land couldn't help but exclaim in horror.
"Yin Soldiers passing through?! Isn't this a technique of a Source Celestial Master?"
Source Celestial Masters have always had ties with Yaochi Holy Land, so she was naturally not unfamiliar with this kind of Source Art.
But as soon as these words were spoken, many Cultivators present felt their scalps tingle.
With the fifth generation dead, was this youth the sixth-generation Source Celestial Master?
Everyone's expressions varied, but the focus of their attention all fell on Wang Yusheng.
Wang Yusheng, however, looked incredibly serene as he emerged from the Yin Soldier Path and bowed to the four people in the Void Realm.
"Greetings to my clan brothers and sisters."
Wang Hao frowned, "So, it was you who dug the tomb."
Everyone else also understood tacitly, a smile appearing on their faces.
Wang Yusheng merely patted his chest and chuckled.
"Of course, it was me."
...The appearance of this scene, with five people gathered, left everyone in awe.
They suddenly realized that among these five, not a single one was an ordinary person.
The weakest among them was at the eighth level of the Void Realm.
That Primordial Royal Clan was truly arrogant.
He actually provoked four experts of the same Realm to attack him in an instant.
And these few were even stronger than some of the most top-tier Prodigies of the Holy Lands. One could only say that the man's death was not unjust.
It's just that the youth in stone clothes seemed somewhat mysterious.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would be this generation's Source Celestial Master.
But there was a Young Supreme before him, followed by a Purple Sun Divine Body, and a fiery youth with an astonishing aura.
The five people, front and back, were all powerhouses? Each had their unique strengths, truly peerless talents.
What kind of luck did this Wang Family possess?
Before everyone could finish their thoughts, someone finally exclaimed.
"Look! Isn't that the holy sword from the Yaoguang Holy Land's Legacy? It's in his hands now. The Wang Family Patriarch actually just passed it to him."
Yaoguang Holy Land, whose members were already fuming, glared fiercely at the person who spoke upon hearing these words.
Why bring up such an awkward topic?
They were all deliberately avoiding such an embarrassing matter, and yet this scoundrel actively brought it up?
This was tantamount to publicly slapping Yaoguang's face.
Their Holy Lord was chased for three hundred thousand miles and, for the sake of dignity, dissolved into the Dao on the spot, even having his holy weapon taken and bestowed upon a junior.
Heh heh! They had almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
And yet, there was still a scoundrel at this moment specifically bringing it up?
A Grand Elder of Yaoguang Holy Land shot golden light from his eyes.
He directly blasted the speaking individual into a mist of blood.
The weaker onlookers, seeing this scene, all fell silent.
Each of them looked horrified.
They truly were mad; Yaoguang Holy Land had lost its last shred of dignity.
Yet they still dared to make fun of them at this moment.
Fortunately, someone else was more amused than they were; otherwise, they would have been the ones to die.
However, Yaoguang Holy Land was indeed tyrannical. Merely for accidentally discovering something and exclaiming, they immediately took action and killed someone.
But when they thought of the other party being a hegemon who had dominated Lincang Province for countless years,
they couldn't help but suppress the last trace of dissatisfaction in their hearts.
Wang Hao, however, didn't mind, a faint smile playing on his lips.
He gently waved the holy sword in his hand, then his expression turned serious.
"Speaking disrespectfully to my Wang Family, this Primordial Living Being is the consequence."
His voice was utterly calm, yet everyone present dared not speak.
Even the few Primordial Beings who had accompanied the Golden Eye Royal Clan were silent at this moment.
The strength of the Golden Eye Royal Clan was beyond doubt; even among the younger generation of their Primordial Royal Clan, he was considered a top figure.
Yet he was instantly killed with one blow.
Although several people attacked simultaneously, it was also the Golden Eye Royal Clan who had made harsh threats.
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