75: The emperor's regrets...

With a cultivation at the Late Stage of Void Refining, he clashed head-on against Holy Son at the Peak Integration Stage. The two were currently locked in a heated battle, and even with several Taiyi Immortal Sect Disciples assisting Holy Son, they still couldn't do anything to Shi Tian.

Unable to make progress after a long time, Holy Son's expression grew increasingly anxious.

On the other side.

The demon slaying sword in Xiao Bufan's hand emitted a faint hum. No grand sword light was seen; instead, the tip of the sword vibrated extremely rapidly several times in front of him.

In the next moment, a bizarre scene occurred.

The bodies of the dozen or so Cultivators charging at the front suddenly froze without any warning.

At their vital points—necks, chests, and wrists—bright silver threads as thin as hair and nearly invisible to the naked eye appeared out of thin eye. These Sword Qi threads flickered slightly and then vanished.

Immediately after—

Puff, puff, puff... A dense series of slight popping sounds, like rain hitting plantain leaves, rang out. The frozen Cultivators either had their heads roll off, their bodies neatly sliced into several pieces, or their arms holding Magic Treasures severed at the shoulder!

The wounds were as smooth as mirrors. After a brief moment, blood gushed out violently like fountains!

However, this was only the beginning... Xiao Bufan transformed into a streak of green light, weaving through the battlefield. Hundreds and thousands of Sword Qi threads silently merged into the Void Realm and precisely flashed in the densest parts of the Cultivator crowd, as if weaving a web of death.

People fell in groups. They couldn't even see where the attacks were coming from; they only felt a chill on their bodies before their consciousness instantly plunged into darkness.

Everyone was terrified by this silent slaughter, screaming in horror and retreating frantically.

They had thought they could deal with Xiao Bufan in an instant, but they never expected it to turn into a one-sided massacre. The Cultivators who had survived the initial encirclement by the Taiyi Immortal Sect finally got a chance to breathe and, without a word, fled toward the top of the abyss.

The people from the Taiyi Immortal Sect wanted to give chase, but they were already powerless.

"The three of you... damn it! You've ruined this Saint's plans!"

Seeing the situation take a turn for the worse, Holy Son was burning with anxiety.

Furthermore, the Blood-colored Giant Dragon was still rampaging. As the number of people dwindled, its crimson blood-eyes looked over here. After a roar that shook heaven and earth, the Blood-colored Giant Dragon charged toward them!

The Blood Pool surged, kicking up monstrous waves!

This is a big problem... Everyone turned pale with fright. The strength displayed by this Blood-colored Giant Dragon was comparable to the Peak of Undergoing Tribulation. With its powerful Physical Body, it could even fight on par with a Cultivator at the Early Stage of Mahayana. Meanwhile, among those present, the one with the highest cultivation was Holy Son, who was only at the Peak Integration Stage.

There was a gap of an entire major Realm.

Even if everyone joined forces, they couldn't possibly be a match for the Blood-colored Giant Dragon. If they continued to be entangled, the only outcome would be death.

"Saint! We can't wait any longer!"

A Taiyi Immortal Sect Disciple shouted anxiously.

"Mhm..."

Holy Son didn't want to use his trump card, but now it seemed he had no choice.

Once the trump card was revealed, all these annoying pests would have to die.

After reclaiming the netherworld blood lotus, he would kill that Blood-colored Giant Dragon as well. A Yao Beast of this level was full of treasures; it couldn't be wasted.

Holy Son's hair was disheveled, his robes were torn, and a trace of blood hung from the corner of his mouth.

A flash of madness and resolve crossed his eyes as he laughed wildly, "You forced me! To die under the Ancestral Master's Imperial Will is your honor!"

Raising his hand, an Archaic Talisman covered in complex Dao patterns was already in his grasp.

He quickly chanted a mantra, then slapped his chest hard, spitting a mouthful of Life Essence Blood onto the Archaic Talisman.

In an instant, the Archaic Talisman shone brilliantly and then exploded.

"Wong—"

Suddenly, a Supreme Imperial Pressure that stood above all living beings instantly enveloped everyone present.

Even the Blood-colored Giant Dragon felt it. Its massive body suddenly stiffened, and its fierce gaze momentarily became dazed as it stared blankly at Holy Son.

Shi Tian, Xiao Bufan, and Su Muhuang stopped their movements at the same time, their expressions grave.

The power of Law circulated frantically.

Soon after, it condensed into a blurred Phantom that carried endless pressure. The Phantom's face couldn't be seen; one could only feel a coldness that disregarded everything. As soon as it appeared, the surrounding space let out an overburdened groan, and cracks appeared.

"Is this... the remnant will of the great emperor?"

Shi Tian and the other two felt a chill in their hearts, sensing the threat of death for the first time.

How terrifying was the strength of a Great Emperor?

Even if it was just a remnant will, it wasn't something they could withstand... They should have realized long ago that as a Prodigy of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, rare in tens of thousands of years, the Sect elders wouldn't feel safe letting Holy Son travel alone; they would definitely leave him with some bottom-of-the-barrel life-saving trump cards.

And this... Archaic Talisman was his strongest killing move!

"Go, quickly!!"

Shi Tian immediately sent a voice transmission.

Before he could even speak, Xiao Bufan and Su Muhuang already knew they couldn't face it head-on. They turned and headed toward the top of the abyss.

Three beams of Escape Light left the battlefield simultaneously.

"Want to leave? Too late!"

Holy Son seemed to have been drained of spiritual energy by the Archaic Talisman. He had become extremely weak, and even his Origin was affected, making his Foundation slightly unstable.

But he simply swallowed a few Healing Pills and grinned hideously. Then, he controlled the remnant will of the great emperor to reach out into the air toward the direction where the three were fleeing!

The massive Phantom arrived second but struck first, growing larger and larger in their eyes.

The majestic pressure caused the spiritual energy circulation of the three to stagnate!

With such a terrifying attack, even if Shi Tian took a direct hit, he would likely be heavily injured. As for Xiao Bufan and Su Muhuang, they would probably be crushed to pieces on the spot!

...At the same time.

Chu Nansheng was heading toward the Dragon Abyss Secret Realm. With each step, she covered tens of thousands of miles, her figure invisible to the naked eye.

Wherever she passed, the surrounding Laws rippled.

Some old fogies sleeping in the major powers of the Imperial Continent were suddenly startled. Their deep-set eyes looked into the Void Realm from afar, their expressions tense and grave.

When they discovered that this peerless expert with a terrifying aura was not coming for them and was moving further away, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"So she was just passing through. Scared me to death!"

In a coffin deep underground in a certain high mountain, an old fellow's mind relaxed, and he fell back into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, Chu Nansheng, who was rushing over, had her heart in her throat.

She carried a recording stone with her.

The peril the three were facing was clearly displayed before her. Facing the remnant will of the great emperor, no matter how monstrous their talent, there was absolutely no way out.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

Chu Nansheng was extremely anxious and quickly sent a voice transmission: "Use all your life-saving trump cards immediately! Don't have any fluke mentality! This Seat is on the way! As long as you escape outside the Secret Realm, I can protect your lives!"