The big knife in Ji Ye's hand is already hungry and thirsty

“How dare you!”

“You actually dare to come here and make fun of us.”

“Just wait until I capture you all, find the master behind you, and let the Emperor Lord punish him for not disciplining his subordinates properly.”

Even now, Wood Spirit still believed that these Twelve Demon Generals were subordinates of some important figure in the Emperors dojo.

Otherwise, there would be no explanation as to why they were qualified to appear in the Emperors dojo and had the ability to enter this medicine garden.

Upon hearing this.

Chicken One laughed.

“What kind of damned Emperor Lord dares to punish my master? Is he worthy?”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present changed their expressions.

Within this Dojo, the Emperor Lord was like heaven, a god-like existence.

No one dared to show the slightest disrespect to the Emperor Lord.

Yet now, a chicken dared to speak so arrogantly, criticizing the Emperor Lord here. How was this not only incredibly bold? It was simply treasonous.

How did he dare!

Killing intent surged in Wood Spirit's eyes.

He roared, “You insolent brat, how dare you!”

“No matter who your master is, just for you trespassing into the Spirit Medicine Valley Garden and speaking so disrespectfully to the Emperor Lord, today, even if I, a Saint-Grade, kill you here, no one will dare to speak a word of injustice for you.”

Chicken One laughed!

Previously, Scarecrow Big Brother had slaughtered all sides, which made him feel incredibly excited, and the Battle Intent in his body was stirring.

Now, carrying the great weapon given to him by Big Brother, he was just looking for someone to practice with.

Unexpectedly, this group of people just jumped out without any warning.

It was truly like someone bringing a pillow when one was sleepy.

Thinking of this, he laughed wildly, “Come on! Let me see what abilities and skills these so-called Saint-Grade powerhouses possess?”

As he spoke, his entire body surged with Battle Intent!

His Peak Venerable Realm cultivation was completely released.

Chicken One's cultivation progress was not slow.

In just a few short years following Zhong Qing, he had advanced from Returning to One Realm First Heaven to Peak Venerable Realm. This rate of advancement, if placed in the outside world, would definitely be considered extremely rapid.

However, Zhong Qing's own growth could not be measured by common sense.

In the Void Domain, looking at the entire Void Domain, Saint-Grade powerhouses were extremely important figures, like a Dragon whose head is seen but not its tail.

Yet, how long had it been since they came from the Void Domain to the Profound Domain? Including travel time, it had been less than a year, and they had faced nothing but Great Saint-Grade powerhouses, Quasi-Emperor powerhouses, and even Emperor-Grade powerhouses.

This span was too great, which led to the cultivation of those who originally followed Zhong Qing seeming somewhat lacking in comparison.

And as Chicken One's Battle Intent surged, everyone present looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Peak Venerable Realm cultivation was by no means weak in the entire cultivation system.

In some remote areas, it could even be considered a hegemon.

However, did they even look at where this was?

This was the Emperors dojo.

What level were the people around here?

They were all Supreme powerhouses, and even Saint-Grade powerhouses.

Now, this chicken actually wanted to challenge the might of a Saint-Grade with Venerable Realm cultivation.

Wood Spirit, this Saint-Grade powerhouse, was directly angered to laughter.

A Supreme Realm powerhouse beside him stepped forward and said to Wood Spirit, “My Lord, why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken? Let me send these mere Venerable Realm poultry on their way!”

These words made Chicken One unhappy.

In his opinion, Big Brother's divine weapon was peerless, and at least it could allow him to fight across multiple major Realms.

A Supreme Realm was not qualified to be his whetstone.

Thinking of this, he pointed his blade at the opponent: “You are not qualified to be Chicken Lord's first victim!”

Then he pointed at Wood Spirit again, saying seriously, “You, you are barely good enough!”

This scene truly infuriated the Supreme powerhouses and the Saint-Grade Wood Spirit present.

They had lived for so long and had never seen such an arrogant chicken!

It was too infuriating.

If Chicken One's Realm was higher than theirs, and he said such words, they would have accepted it.

But in their eyes, the other party was clearly an ant-like existence!

“Die for me!”

Wood Spirit could no longer bear it.

With a furious roar, he waved his large hand, and a Sword of Rules was instantly flung out.

Rules, a method exclusively mastered by Saint-Grade figures, could be described as a dimensionality reduction strike for beings below the Saint-Grade.

This Sword of Rules was merely a crude application of Rules, but it possessed the power to split mountains and cleave seas.

The terrifying sword light whistled by, seemingly intending to destroy and extinguish everything.

However, facing this terrifying attack, Chicken One showed no fear, instead, he roared loudly.

“Good timing!”

He immediately raised his blade and met the attack head-on.

Chicken One swung his scythe, and a blade light streaked out.

The so-called Rules, under this blade light, seemed like paper, directly cut into dust!

The blade light continued its momentum, reaching the Saint-Grade Wood Spirit in an instant, with the speed of lightning.

“This… how is this possible?”

Wood Spirit's pupils constricted, and he exerted all his might to resist, instantly stacking more than ten layers of defense on his body from the inside out.

However, under the blade light, these so-called defenses were useless.

He was directly cut down with a single strike!

With one strike, all heroes were shocked, and heaven and earth fell silent.

A group of Supreme powerhouses looked at this scene in disbelief, their scalps tingling, and they were plunged into boundless fear and dread.

This scene was too incredible.

After all, Chicken One was only a Venerable!

Wood Spirit, on the other hand, was a genuine Saint-Grade powerhouse.

Didn't they say that the further one cultivates, the harder it is to bridge the gap between Realms?

This was a difference of two major Realms!

Who could tell them what was going on?

It wasn't just them who found it unbelievable.

Even Chicken One himself felt a bit of disbelief.

While Scarecrow Big Brother's divine weapon was extraordinary, his own strength was too weak.

He originally thought that he would have to expend some effort to kill this Saint-Grade powerhouse.

But he didn't expect that the opponent couldn't even withstand one of his strikes.

This treasured blade was unbelievably strong.

With the first victory as a good start, Chicken One's confidence in his combat power soared to an unprecedented level.

He pointed his blade at the remaining people and said loudly, “Are there any other experts here? Call them all out and come at me together!”

“Chicken Lord's great blade is already hungry and thirsty!”

He felt that a group of Supreme powerhouses could no longer satisfy him.

Even Saint-Grade powerhouses were not in his eyes.

Only Great Saint-Grade powerhouses were truly qualified to fight him!

Today, he would use his Venerable body to cross three major Realms, reverse-slay a Great Saint-Grade powerhouse, and forge an unrivaled myth!

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