202: Father murder?

The saber light was like a blood moon, slashing down mercilessly.

Puchi!

The seductive blood-colored saber beam flashed and vanished. Under this single strike, Qin Zhantian's Physical Body, which was being suppressed firmly by the Desolate Tower, exploded with a bang!

A rain of blood filled the sky!

Hiss!

Every living being in the entire Border Desolate Region was dumbfounded, staring in disbelief at the blood mist in the air that had yet to dissipate.

Qin Wushang... he actually did it!

And he was so decisive, so ruthless!

In front of almost all the top forces in the Desolate Heaven Domain, he had blown apart his biological father's Physical Body with a single saber strike!

"Even if Qin Zhantian has a thousand faults and ten thousand wrongs, this is still patricide!"

"He truly is a Devil Head! He even committed patricide!"

A head of a Noble Family from Great Chu shouted loudly.

Standing in the Void Realm, Qin Zhanzhou looked at the blood scattering across the sky, his eyes momentarily dazed.

His intention in suppressing Qin Zhantian's cultivation was to give Qin Wushang a chance to vent the frustration in his heart.

It was also to harshly teach his muddled eldest brother a lesson, to make him suffer a bit, recognize reality, and pay the price for what happened back then.

But he never expected that Qin Wushang's strike would be so resolute, without holding back at all!

This child truly intended to kill Qin Zhantian; he truly intended to sacrifice his father's blood to his saber!

Qin Zhanzhou's heart sank suddenly.

Looking at Qin Wushang's profile, which was cold and devoid of any emotion, he felt a flicker of regret and daze.

"Father!!!"

An extremely shrill roar shattered the deathly silence.

Qin Wuchen's eyes were nearly splitting. Looking at the blood mist in the sky, his eyes turned red and his whole body trembled.

"Qin Wushang! You beast who committed patricide! Heaven and earth will not tolerate you! You will surely suffer divine retribution!"

Qin Wudi also shouted sternly.

Qin Wushang's action was not just patricide; it was also trampling the Qin Clan's dignity ruthlessly under his feet!

However, just at that moment!

Buzz!

From within the blood mist that had not yet fully dispersed, a dazzling and holy golden light suddenly erupted!

A powerful Primordial Spirit fluctuation swept out, forcibly dispersing the residual Saber Qi and destructive power.

A Talisman burning with golden flames emerged, protecting a golden sphere of light.

That was Qin Zhantian's Saint King Primordial Spirit!

He had life-saving methods!

For experts who had stepped into the Saint realm, although the Physical Body was destroyed, as long as the Primordial Spirit remained, it was not true death.

They could still spend time, activate the Dao Origin, and use great medicines to condense a body.

"Unfilial son! Vile creature! You dare... you actually dare to destroy my Saintly Body!!!"

Qin Zhantian's Primordial Spirit let out a sharp and venomous roar!

The Saint King precious body he had cultivated for a thousand years and achieved through countless hardships was actually blown apart in one strike by the unfilial son he had personally abandoned!

Such a humiliating disgrace was even harder to bear than death!

He no longer dared to stay for even a second. With a flash of golden light from his Primordial Spirit, he prepared to tear through space and flee ten thousand miles away!

As long as his Primordial Spirit escaped, with the Qin Clan's foundation, he would still have a chance to make a comeback!

"Can you escape?"

Qin Wushang's cold voice boomed, following closely behind.

Boom!

The Desolate Tower floating in the air vibrated again, sealing all the space around Qin Zhantian's Primordial Spirit!

The Imperial Weapon's pressure shook again. Qin Zhantian felt his Primordial Spirit sink as if it had fallen into a boundless quagmire, and his escape technique was instantly broken!

"No! Third Brother! Third Brother, save me!"

Qin Zhantian was terrified!

He looked at Qin Zhanzhou, his voice carrying a sob and a plea.

"Big Brother knows he was wrong! Big Brother truly knows he was wrong!"

"Quickly undo the Restriction! Quickly! I am your biological elder brother! Blood is thicker than water!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly turned to Qin Wushang, trying to use ethics and morality for a final struggle.

"Wu Shang! My son! You cannot kill me!"

"I am your father! Patricide is a heinous crime, condemned by heaven and earth!"

"You will be infamous for ten thousand years and never find peace in Reincarnation! Zhanzhou! Quickly stop him!"

"You cannot watch him commit such a grave mistake and let him fall into unrighteousness!"

Qin Zhanzhou looked at his brother's piteously pleading Primordial Spirit, his eyes fluctuating violently.

That was his elder brother after all, connected by blood.

When he left the Qin Clan back then, although he was dissatisfied, he didn't truly wish to see brothers killing each other, nor did he want to see Qin Wushang carry the eternal infamy of patricide.

He just wanted to give his elder brother a profound lesson, to make him repent, to make him apologize to Wu Shang and resolve this enmity... If his elder brother could truly repent, perhaps there was still room for maneuver?

At the very least, he couldn't let Wu Shang truly bear the name of a patricide.

"Sigh..."

A sigh escaped from Qin Zhanzhou's mouth.

He ultimately couldn't be truly cold-hearted and watch his elder brother's Primordial Spirit be destroyed.

He raised his hand, and a wisp of golden light from his fingertip pointed toward the location of Qin Zhantian's Primordial Spirit.

Boom!

The Restriction was undone, and Qin Zhantian's Primordial Spirit erupted with an incredibly terrifying Saint Dao aura.

He struck with his hand, and the Desolate Tower vibrated.

Qin Wushang charged over and slashed out, but it was easily dispersed by a slap from the elder's large hand.

"Beast!"

"Without the Restriction's suppression, do you think you can still do anything to this seat?"

"Even with an Imperial Weapon, it won't work!"

reincarnation immortal disk!

Seeing this, the immortal bone in Qin Wushang's chest glowed, and the reincarnation immortal disk manifested, flying out at a terrifying speed.

He truly intended to send Qin Zhantian into Reincarnation!

Soul Prison Heaven-Suppressing Hand!

Qin Zhantian's Primordial Spirit glowed as he performed a restrictive hand technique, his terrifying Soul Power condensing into a massive handprint.

Boom!

The large hand slapped toward the reincarnation immortal disk, shaking heaven and earth.

"Go!"

Almost at the same time, Qin Wudi grabbed Qin Wuchen and headed toward the large rift above.

He was afraid!

If the fight ended and Qin Zhanzhou decided to settle scores with them, they would be finished; after all, they were the beneficiaries of the bone-gouging.

"Qin Wushang! The enmity of insulting my father is irreconcilable!"

"The Ancient Desolate will surely kill you!"

Qin Wuchen roared.

He knew that since his Third Uncle had felt a touch of compassion, his father would be fine.

Buzz!

Just as the two of them rushed into the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm!

High in the sky, among the several stalwart figures sitting cross-legged in the Void Realm to maintain the Secret Realm passage, the pinkish Devilish Qi suddenly surged violently!

Immediately after, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, which had been floating in the air and emitting a grim ghostly Qi, moved!

Wuwuwu!!!

The incredibly shrill wailing of ten thousand souls resounded through heaven and earth!

The banner moved without wind, snapping loudly, as countless hideous ghostly faces and devilish shadows emerged on its surface.

With the Ten Thousand Souls Banner as the center, the Great Emperor's aura suddenly expanded, instantly enveloping the entire Border Desolate Region!

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, feeling their Divine Soul become unstable as if it were about to be sucked away by the banner!

The first to be affected was precisely Qin Zhantian's Primordial Spirit, which was struggling to resist the Desolate Tower's suppression!

"This... this is... the Ten Thousand Souls Banner?"

"No!!!"