131: The Undying Bone of a Quasi-Emperor at the Ninth Level, this Imperial Son will gladly accept it.

On the other side, Xuan Tianchen quietly watched everything.

When he saw Luo Wenzhou take a full blow from the Red Dust Emperor Corpse with his Quasi-Emperor Seventh Layer cultivation without dying, and even able to stand up, a flash of undisguised admiration crossed his eyes.

"Not bad. In this battle, you have not disgraced the title of 'Mad Devil Blade'."

Xuan Tianchen's voice rang out.

He had appeared beside Luo Wenzhou at some point and gently patted his shoulder.

A stream of incomparably pure power of Law, containing the eternal and indestructible, surged from Xuan Tianchen's palm into Luo Wenzhou's body.

In an instant, the shocking wounds on Luo Wenzhou's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The shattered bones were reshaped, and his withered aura recovered rapidly like a rising tide.

It even felt a bit more refined than before!

"This... Thank you, Imperial Son!"

Luo Wenzhou felt the surging power within his body and that hint of profound Law aura.

His heart was filled with incomparable shock, and he hurriedly bowed in gratitude.

Such means of bringing someone back from the brink of death were simply unheard of!

This Imperial Son was countless times more terrifying than he had imagined!

"Hmm."

Xuan Tianchen responded indifferently.

Immediately, his gaze turned to the Red Dust Emperor Corpse, which was radiating the pressure of a Ninth Level Quasi-Emperor.

"This skeleton has some substance, but not much. Next, leave it to This Imperial Son."

He took a step forward, ignoring the pressure of the Emperor Corpse that was enough to crush all things, arrived opposite it, and examined it with interest.

"Not bad, not bad. A Ninth Level Quasi-Emperor Undying Bone, with pure energy and deep obsession, it is perfect for feeding This Imperial Son's 'wheel of the demon god'."

The Red Dust Emperor Corpse seemed to sense the threat and disrespect from Xuan Tianchen, and two clusters of ghost-blue soul fire suddenly ignited in its empty eye sockets.

Then, it raised its bony hand, carrying the terrifying power to crush heaven and earth, and slapped it towards Xuan Tianchen!

This palm strike was even more powerful than when it dealt with Luo Wenzhou!

"Die!"

The cold killing intent permeated along with the attack.

"Since that is the case, This Imperial Son will gladly accept it."

Xuan Tianchen remained standing with his hands behind his back, facing this earth-shattering palm, merely moving his thoughts slightly.

"wheel of the demon god, appear!"

"Boom—!"

Accompanied by a burst of Chaos power blooming, the wheel of the demon god suddenly manifested behind Xuan Tianchen!

As it slowly rotated, it emitted a terrifying aura of the most evil and wicked, devouring everything!

It was as if it were the source of all devils and the end of all realms!

Its momentum directly overwhelmed the Ninth Level Quasi-Emperor pressure of the Red Dust Emperor Corpse!

The palm strike of the Red Dust Emperor Corpse froze abruptly in mid-air.

The ghost-blue soul fire flickered violently, conveying an emotion called "fear"!

It instinctively wanted to retreat, wanting to tear through the Void Realm and flee!

"You want to escape in front of This Imperial Son? How could it be that easy!"

Xuan Tianchen sneered, pointed his fingers like a sword, and tapped forward.

"Hum—!"

The wheel of the demon god let out a joyful hum, then turned into a Chaos vortex that devoured light.

In an instant, it crossed space and enveloped the Red Dust Emperor Corpse that was trying to flee!

"No—!"

Quasi-Emperor Kuyue and the others let out desperate roars.

However, it was useless.

In that Chaos vortex, the indestructible Red Dust Emperor Corpse rapidly dissolved and decomposed.

Its vast contained energy and the obsessions of past Sect Masters were greedily devoured and absorbed by the wheel of the demon god.

In the blink of an eye, the foundation of the Jueqing Immortal Sect that shook the Immortal Domain, the Red Dust Emperor Corpse, had completely vanished.

The wheel of the demon god hummed with satisfaction, shrank, and flew back into Xuan Tianchen's body.

Between heaven and earth, there was dead silence.

Everyone in the Jueqing Immortal Sect looked ashen, their faith seemingly collapsing along with the Emperor Corpse.

"The Emperor Corpse... was defeated! As expected, in front of the Xuan Clan, our sect's foundation remains vulnerable..."

Quasi-Emperor Kuyue muttered to herself, her eyes hollow.

But the next moment, boundless despair turned into the final madness!

"All Disciples, obey! At all costs, activate the Jueqing Killing Array! Perish together with him!"

Quasi-Emperor Kuyue appeared frantic, burning her last life Origin.

"Perish together!"

The remaining Disciples of the Jueqing Immortal Sect, whether Elders or ordinary Disciples, were red-eyed at this moment, pouring all the magic power and even Divine Soul power in their bodies into the giant killing array that had already been set up above their heads without reservation!

"Rumble—!"

The Jueqing Killing Array, spanning the firmament, erupted with unprecedented brilliance!

At the center of the formation, runes flowed, and a colossal sword made of the Divine Souls and resentment of countless Cultivators was formed with a boom!

The giant sword carried an earth-shattering aura, locked onto Xuan Tianchen, tore through the Void Realm, and slashed down violently!

This was the final strike, gathering the power of the entire sect and burning everything!

Facing this desperate strike that exhausted the power of a whole sect, Xuan Tianchen's face still showed no ripples, only a hint of faint impatience.

"The struggle of ants is somewhat eyesore."

He shook his head and threw an item casually.

It was a ten thousand souls banner, black as ink, entwined with monstrous black Qi!

"Having slept for so long, it is time to let you all come out to move around and have a hearty meal."

As his words fell, the ten thousand souls banner grew in the wind.

Monstrous, eerie black Qi rapidly and crazily permeated, instantly covering more than half of the sky!

From within the black Qi came countless hair-raising roars and shrieks!

Powerful and ferocious Divine Soul shadows, like evil ghosts breaking free from the shackles of Hell, crawled out crazily!

These Divine Souls were at least at the Saint realm, with no shortage of Supreme beings among them.

There were even a few figures radiating the terrifying pressure of the Quasi-Emperor level!

In their scarlet eyes, only the most primitive desire for the flesh and blood and souls of living beings remained.

They roared and pounced on the Jueqing Immortal Sect Cultivators below, who were exhausted and mentally agitated from activating the killing array!

At the same time, that colossal sword, gathering the power of the entire sect, had already slashed to the top of Xuan Tianchen's head.

Just at this moment, within the ten thousand souls banner.

A figure that was exceptionally solid and radiating monstrous Devil power stepped out.

As its eyes opened and closed, it seemed to contain scenes of stars perishing and Reincarnation collapsing!

It was the main soul of the ten thousand souls banner—the Nine Nether Devil Emperor!

Facing the desperate strike of the Jueqing Immortal Sect's entire power.

The Nine Nether Devil Emperor just indifferently raised a finger and flicked it lightly against the descending giant sword.

"Boom—"

With a loud bang, space collapsed.

That colossal sword, which condensed the final hope and power of the Jueqing Immortal Sect, along with the entire massive Jueqing Killing Array, instantly shattered into pieces, turning into the most basic points of light, dissipating into nothingness.

The force of the backlash struck, and countless Jueqing Immortal Sect Disciples vomited blood in unison.

Those with weaker cultivation directly exploded and died!

And at this moment, the countless fierce souls pouring out of the ten thousand souls banner had already spread like a plague into the camp of the Jueqing Immortal Sect.

The slaughter turned into a one-sided, extremely cruel feast.

Screams, weeping, pleas, the chewing sounds of Divine Souls being torn apart and devoured...

Instantly replaced the previous shouts of killing, becoming the main melody of this world.

Every second, Jueqing Immortal Sect Cultivators were tackled by fierce souls in despair, their flesh and blood feasted upon, and their souls pulled out.

They were dragged into the endless ten thousand souls banner wailing, becoming a new member of it.

Such a tragic scene caused blood rain to fall immediately from the sky.

Rendering this ruin like a living Hell.

Luo Wenzhou and his Crimson Qilin Guards stood where they were, watching this scene that looked like the end of the world.

Even though they were battle-hardened, they couldn't help but feel a chill rush from their soles to their scalps at this moment.

Xuan Tianchen stood quietly in the Void Realm, with his hands behind his back, overlooking his own kingdom of death.

The ten thousand souls banner fluttered behind him, unscrupulously devouring the Divine Souls in the sky, and the devil patterns on it seemed to become more ferocious and vivid.

When the screams of the last Jueqing Immortal Sect Disciple stopped abruptly, and when the last trace of resisting spiritual power fluctuation completely disappeared.

Between heaven and earth, only the satisfied whimpering of the ten thousand souls banner devouring Divine Souls remained, along with the thick, inseparable bloody aura.

The fierce souls filling the sky also retreated into the ten thousand souls banner like a tide, and the surface of the banner became even darker and deeper.

Xuan Tianchen raised his hand and retrieved the ten thousand souls banner, which had fallen silent.

He scanned this ruin, where there was not a single living soul left and which was completely dead, with a calm gaze, feeling very satisfied.

The Jueqing Immortal Sect had come with their whole sect.

From the Quasi-Emperor down to the ordinary Disciples.

At this point... the entire army was wiped out, and their Daoist inheritance was completely cut off.

As for those Disciples who had been disbanded and fled under the Spark Plan.

In the hands of Elder Yan, they had absolutely no chance of survival.

Just at this moment.

"Imperial Son, it is done!"

Elder Yan's figure appeared in front of Xuan Tianchen, holding a dying Quasi-Emperor Expert in his hand.

"Hmm!"

Xuan Tianchen nodded slightly, then grabbed the head of that Jueqing Immortal Sect Quasi-Emperor Expert and refined him instantly.