579: One palm, seriously injured!

"Ah ah ah!"

Agonized screams erupted from Wang Kun’s mouth, but soon he fell silent, transforming into the same state as Fire Huaqing, the Burning Sky Vein Master.

"Xuan Tianhong, you beast, you will die a terrible death! My Heavy Mountain Vein has endured thirteen generations, and I never thought it would be extinguished by your hands! You will suffer Heavenly Retribution!"

Heavy Mountain Vein Sect Master Zhao Shan's voice was hoarse and suppressed, his bones creaking, clearly enduring immense pain.

"My Huan Hai Sect's secret tome is still in your hands, and you even said you would always accompany me... How can you be so heartless, Xuan Tianhong!!!"

Huan Hai Sect Master Lin Yue's hair rapidly turned white, tears mixed with blood streaming from the corners of her eyes.

The curses of the three Sect Masters rose and fell, yet they couldn't shake Xuan Tianhong's resolve in the slightest.

Three days before the Legacy opened, he inexplicably felt a sense of suppression and crisis. To be safe, he didn't have the patience to slowly strategize, directly implanting Puppet imprints onto the Six Veins Disciples.

Although the forcibly implanted Puppet imprints could only exert fifty percent of their power, the Six Veins had a large number of people. After a year, nearly fifty thousand Six Veins Disciples had become his Puppets!

The essence blood and spiritual power of these fifty thousand Six Veins Disciples continuously poured into his body, his aura rapidly climbed, and the golden light around him grew increasingly brilliant, directly allowing him to Breakthrough the threshold of the Ascension Realm!

He even faintly touched the threshold of the Ascension Middle Stage, and even the surrounding space began to twist and shatter, revealing the dark Void Space.

The surrounding Cultivators all gasped, and many, seeing such a tragic sight, couldn't bear to turn their faces away.

A Loose Cultivator in grey short clothes murmured, "Too cruel, these are fellow Cultivators! For his selfish desires, he actually sacrificed his own Sect members..."

The female Cultivator next to him covered her mouth, her eyes red:

"This Celestial Pivot Vein Master is absolutely insane! Even if he obtains the Legacy, he will be struck by heavenly lightning!"

"Right! This person is utterly depraved, truly an outrage to both gods and men. That red-clothed girl, you must work hard, it would be best if you killed him!"

Although they said this, no one dared to step forward to stop him. That surging, terrifying aura almost suffocated Cultivators below the Yang Shi Realm, making it difficult for them to even move a finger.

Lu Hao stood in place with his hands behind his back, his expression as calm as an ancient well.

A faint Chaos Qi enveloped him, completely isolating the surrounding pressure.

Mu Siyuan stood silently behind Lu Hao, his eyes devoid of ripples. He had witnessed scenes a hundred or even a thousand times more tragic than this in the great power struggles of the Upper Realm.

In the Upper Realm, within its vast territories, if two great realms went to war, the number of fallen would be far more than hundreds of millions.

Ling’er lowered her gaze slightly, her slender fingers gently tugging at her skirt, clearly showing no emotional fluctuation.

She had grown up in the Netherworld, and from a young age, she had seen sights even more terrifying than this. When completing tasks, sometimes an entire Sect would be annihilated.

So, the scene before her was merely child's play.

"Su Lin Yun, if you have the ability, take this move of mine!!!"

Xuan Tianhong suddenly opened his eyes, and brilliant golden light erupted around him, mixed with blood-colored patterns.

The sacrifice was over. The original fifty thousand members of the Six Vein Alliance now had only him standing in a pool of blood. All other Disciples had transformed into essence blood and merged into his body.

On the formerly clean ground, only fragmented clothing and Magical Artifact shards remained.

He raised his hand and condensed a giant golden spear, over three zhang long, its tip glinting with cold light, its surface entwined with flames and spatial power, and within it contained the amplification of Heavenly Phenomenon Origin and Puppet Origin.

Wherever it passed, space rippled with distortions, emitting a chilling sound of shattering.

"Burning Sky Splitting Spear!"

This was Xuan Tianhong's strongest offensive method. This Magic Treasure was a Dao-grade Top-Quality Magic Treasure, and driven by his four Origins, its power was unimaginably immense!

"Whoosh!!!"

The spear, carrying world-destroying power, shot towards Su Lin Yun. The air was torn apart with an ear-piercing shriek, a long gully was carved into the ground, shattered stones flew, and dust billowed.

Linghu Xiaoyao, watching from a distant peak, his pupils contracted sharply, gripping the long sword in his hand. Even though he had now Breakthrough to the Ascension Realm, this single strike would be enough to destroy his Divine Soul!

In that instant, Linghu Xiaoyao's joy at Breakthrough to the Ascension Realm vanished.

He had originally thought that only Lu Hao in the entire Eastern Region could surpass him, but he didn't expect there was also a Xuan Tianhong. Who could say whether there were others who had hidden their strength?

How could he, a mere Ascension Early Stage, be complacent now?

...Facing this earth-shattering blow, Su Lin Yun remained expressionless, her eyes as calm as a deep pool.

She slowly raised her hands, tracing mysterious trajectories in front of her chest, her fingertips flowing with multi-colored light.

One hundred and sixty Origin powers simultaneously emerged, transforming into colorful runes that rotated around her. The runes intertwined, forming a massive light shield. A faint pressure of the Heavenly Dao flowed on the light shield, and at its edges, stellar trajectories slowly rotated.

"Myriad Dao Returning to One... Art!"

She let out a soft cry, her voice clear like a bell.

The light shield suddenly pushed forward. Its speed seemed slow, yet it instantly crossed dozens of zhang.

The moment the golden spear collided with the light shield, it rapidly melted like ice meeting fire, failing to even stir a ripple, leaving only wisps of smoke.

Immediately after, the light shield transformed into a stream of light, carrying an unstoppable force, and slammed heavily into Xuan Tianhong's chest.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar echoed. Xuan Tianhong was sent flying backward again, crashing heavily onto the hard rocky ground, creating a giant crater thousands of zhang in diameter and over a hundred zhang deep.

The rocks at the bottom of the pit were all shattered. Most of Xuan Tianhong's bones were broken, and blood gushed from his seven orifices, staining the ground beneath him.

He widened his eyes, muttering incredulously:

"Impossible... This is impossible... How can you have such strong power... This is fake! I don't believe it, I don't believe it!!!"

"Thank you for helping me kill everyone in the Six Vein Alliance. It saved me the trouble of doing it myself. However, I believe that the person they hate the most in their hearts is you, isn't it?"

As she spoke, Su Lin Yun gave a strange smile and took out a bag.

The Myriad Soul Bag!

With a wave of Su Lin Yun's hand, the Myriad Soul Bag expanded in the wind, collecting all the resentments of the fifty thousand Six Veins Disciples who had just perished there.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Tianhong felt an inexplicable wave of fear. He didn't know what the other party intended to do, but his intuition told him that it was definitely not a good thing!

He endured the intense pain and scraped his foot backward.

"Oh, you can still move. It seems you're not hurt badly enough..."