1249: Chapter 1249 The Final End

Luo Xiu raised his head and looked at Lu Hongyuan.

In his heterochromatic eyes, the dark golden light was almost imperceptible, yet within them, there was still no fear, no submission, only an unfathomable stubbornness.

"Surrender?"

His voice was so hoarse it was barely audible, yet it still carried that inherent arrogance, "This King... has never known how to write those two words."

He paused, a faint smile curling at the corner of his lips—in that smile, there was no mockery, no disdain, only a pure sense of composure.

"Come," he said, "let this King see which of you can take my life."

Lu Hongyuan remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.

"Very well."

He raised his long saber, the golden runes on the blade dancing wildly, gathering all his power—this strike would be his final and most powerful blow.

Sect Master Tuoba Shanyue, Yang Wuji, Marshal Heiman, Lin Qingfeng, Youying, Shen Xingyuan, Tie Kuang, Tian Han, and Yu Qianhuan—the nine of them simultaneously unleashed their full power, preparing to launch the final attack.

Dozens of bounty hunters and Loose Cultivators also held their breath, waiting for the final strike.

The entire Void Realm fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone's gaze converged on that swaying figure with white hair.

Luo Xiu stood in the Void Realm, his white hair fluttering, his black robe tattered, and his entire body bathed in blood.

His heterochromatic eyes gazed at the dozens of attacks gathering power, a faint smile hanging on his lips.

Strong experts appeared one after another.

Those figures who had been watching from the shadows, hesitating, could no longer restrain themselves.

From all directions in the Void Realm, streaks of rainbow light pierced the darkness, and waves of aura surged in like a tide.

Some came from behind shattered planets, some crawled out of spatial rifts, and some had been hiding within the allied army—at this moment, anyone with ulterior motives could no longer sit still.

Bounty hunters, cosmic pirates, wandering Loose Cultivators, spies from various factions, and even representatives of some small and medium-sized forces who were originally watching from the rear...

Hundreds, thousands of figures rushed out from all directions, like a school of sharks that had smelled blood, madly lunging toward that swaying white-haired figure.

In their eyes, there was only greed.

That bounty enough to drive anyone mad, that God-Demon Flame capable of incinerating all things, that supreme Physical Body containing the Origin of Law—which of these was not priceless? Which was not worth risking one's life for?

"Kill!"

"Luo Xiu is mine!"

"No one is to snatch him from me!"

Hundreds of attacks bombarded Luo Xiu from all directions.

Saber gleams, sword light, palm imprints, fist winds, techniques, Divine Abilities, hidden weapons, poisonous mists...

Colorful spiritual lights intertwined, illuminating the entire Void Realm like festive fireworks—gorgeous yet deadly.

But the ten Peak experts, including Tian Han, Yu Qianhuan, and Lu Hongyuan, were faster than them.

They would not leave the opportunity to these ants.

Ice flames in Tian Han's eyes suddenly surged; he formed hand Seals, and the extreme cold Qi around him erupted like a volcanic explosion.

Behind him, a phantom image of a land frozen for ten thousand miles appeared—this was his Origin Divine Ability, Frozen Kingdom!

"Eternal Freeze—Zero Domain!"

Tian Han roared and pushed his hands out violently.

Ice-blue light swept out like a tsunami; wherever it passed, the Void Realm was frozen, time seemed to solidify, and everything was encased in eternal cold.

That was not ordinary ice, but extreme cold ice capable of freezing the Soul, freezing spiritual power, and freezing everything!

Yu Qianhuan attacked at the same time.

The countless pairs of wings behind him suddenly unfurled, each feather glowing with white light, like countless stars shining simultaneously.

He pressed his hands together, and all the feathers detached from his wings, coalescing into a massive Light Sword before him.

That Light Sword was composed of countless feathers, each one a sharp blade; countless blades merged into one, enough to sever stars!

"Ten Thousand Feathers—Heaven Severing!"

Yu Qianhuan let out a low shout, and the Light Sword slashed down.

There was no sound, no fluctuation, only a streak of white light piercing the Void Realm—wherever that light passed, space was neatly sliced in two, as if the entire world had been cleaved by this one sword strike!

Lu Hongyuan held his long saber high, golden runes dancing wildly on the blade.

He burned his final Origin essence blood, pouring all his power into this strike.

On the long saber, the golden light grew increasingly intense and bright, like a scorching sun rising in his hands!

"Heaven Splitting—Final Form!"

The long saber slashed down, a hundred-zhang saber gleam tearing through the Void Realm, carrying the momentum to destroy heaven and earth, striking directly at Luo Xiu!

Sect Master Tuoba Shanyue struck his fists together, pushing the power of his Indestructible Earth Body to the limit.

Behind him emerged a phantom image of a mountain range stretching for ten thousand miles—this was the Dao rhyme left behind by the Houtu Sect's founder, bearing the weight and immortality of the earth!

"Houtu—Heaven Suppressing Seal!"

His fists blasted out, the golden fist light like two mountains, suppressing downward!

Yang Wuji bit his tongue, spraying essence blood onto the phantom image of the fire Phoenix.

That flickering fire Phoenix suddenly erupted with a final crimson light, let out one last clear cry, and lunged toward Luo Xiu!

"Heaven Burning—Phoenix Fall!"

The fire Phoenix dove down, carrying the determination of mutual destruction!

Marshal Heiman's figure completely merged into the Void Realm, not even his shadow visible.

But his killing intent was palpable, locking onto Luo Xiu from all directions—no one knew when or from where he would strike, but everyone knew that his attack would definitely be a fatal blow!

Lin Qingfeng opened the last page of the Heavenly Dao Scripture, the golden characters transforming into chains that coiled toward Luo Xiu from all directions, attempting to Seal him!

Youying's Ghost Soul Spike transformed into a ghostly green light, stabbing directly at Luo Xiu's Divine Soul—this strike did not attack the Physical Body, but the Soul directly!

The phantom images of Shen Xingyuan's Twenty-Eight Mansions simultaneously erupted with their final starlight, the twenty-eight pillars of starlight converging into one, descending from the sky and bombarding Luo Xiu!

Tie Kuang's giant axe shattered completely, but the fragments transformed into countless blood-red rays of light, shooting toward Luo Xiu like a rainstorm!

Ten of the most powerful Divine Abilities, ten attacks capable of destroying everything, bombarded that white-haired figure simultaneously!

And those bounty hunters, cosmic pirates, Loose Cultivators, and experts from various factions followed closely behind, hundreds of attacks surging in like a tide.

Luo Xiu stood in the Void Realm, his white hair fluttering, his black robe tattered, and his entire body bathed in blood.

His heterochromatic eyes gazed at the ten most powerful Divine Abilities rapidly approaching, then swept over the hundreds of attacks following behind, a faint smile curling at the corner of his lips.

In that smile, there was no fear, no despair, only a pure, almost tragic sense of composure.

He did not dodge, nor did he defend.

He simply stood there quietly, like the last unyielding reef in a storm.

"Boom—!!!"