99: Did you enjoy the battle with this emperor's clone?

The other several Quasi-Emperor Experts turned deathly pale when they saw Carefree Master suddenly go berserk.

"Damn it, this is the old man's signature move, One Sword, Free and Unfettered!" Dragon Clan Ancestor Long Qing couldn't help but curse.

"My goodness, the old man actually used a killing move on This Imperial Son!"

"Didn't he say he would only defend and not attack?"

"He's putting his all into this sword, even if we teamed up, we couldn't block it!"

"Damn it, we've all been tricked by this old bastard!"

"If Xuan Clan Imperial Son perishes here, all of us, including the forces behind us, will have to be buried with him."

"If this old man wants to die, so be it, but he insists on dragging us along."

Things happened too suddenly.

For a moment, none of them could react immediately.

Furthermore, Carefree Master's cultivation was higher than theirs.

Even if they wanted to stop him, their will was strong, but their power was insufficient.

At this moment, the only thing they could do was pray in their hearts that Xuan Tianchen would ultimately be safe and sound after this attack.

Just as they were all in shock... Carefree Master's terrifying ultimate killing move had fiercely collided with Xuan Tianchen's desperate strike.

Immediately, in the blink of an eye, this universe experienced a violent explosion.

The light was dazzling!

Endless power of annihilation raged wildly, like a runaway wild horse, out of control.

In addition, monstrous laws poured out, going berserk.

The space of the entire universe was twisted beyond recognition.

The other Quasi-Emperor Experts, seeing this, could only quickly distance themselves from the center of the battlefield.

They activated their Quasi-Emperor cultivation to desperately resist the terrifying aftershocks of the battle.

When the powerful force impacted their defenses, it put immense pressure on them.

At the same time, under Carefree Master's heaven-defying sword.

Xuan Tianchen, who only had a Saint Monarch Second Layer cultivation, still couldn't completely block it.

Ultimately, one of his arms was severed.

Having suffered such a heavy blow.

His figure suddenly flew backward.

Like a bloody streak of light, he streaked across the sky at an astonishing speed.

As for the heavenly bell of creation, it also flew out of his hand.

Its originally brilliant light instantly dimmed.

However, Carefree Master looked at this scene before him.

His expression suddenly changed, filled with disbelief and shock.

"This child truly cannot be allowed to live!"

Carefree Master never expected that his full-power strike as an Eighth Layer Quasi-Emperor.

Would only sever one of Xuan Tianchen's arms, instead of directly suppressing and killing him on the spot!

Seeing that the opportunity was about to slip away.

He didn't hesitate in the slightest.

He immediately launched another suppressing sword strike.

He was determined to completely kill Xuan Tianchen with a single sword.

Immediately, his powerful quasi-emperor dharma idol, holding a giant sword.

Charged with an indomitable aura, directly suppressing and striking down towards the retreating Xuan Tianchen.

In his opinion, Xuan Tianchen was now severely wounded.

Without an Imperial Weapon in his hand, he was already at the end of his rope.

He would no longer be able to block his sure-kill strike.

However, what he saw next was the most terrifying scene of his life.

He saw the heavily injured Xuan Tianchen, with a mad look on his face, his lips curled into a smile.

His eyes revealed a look of determination and unyielding spirit.

"Old man, it's not that easy to kill This Imperial Son."

No sooner had he spoken... his arm, which had just been severed by a sword, suddenly grew back at a visible speed.

And the somewhat languid aura within his body.

Also returned to its peak once again.

The powerful energy fluctuations made the surrounding space tremble slightly.

Immediately after, having quickly stabilized his figure.

He hastily manifested his Saint Monarch Dharma Idol.

As his thoughts moved, the powerful Saint Monarch Dharma Idol's hands instantly unleashed the power of chaos and primordial energy.

Its light was dazzling, making it impossible to look directly at.

At this moment, he held the power of chaos in one hand and Primordial Violet Qi in the other.

His domineering appearance was as if he were a god who dominated the world.

His presence was simply too grand!

After a series of clasped hands.

He actually managed to forcefully block the sword strike unleashed by Carefree Master.

"What, blocking a Quasi-Emperor Expert's sure-kill strike with bare hands!!"

At this moment, Carefree Master looked utterly bewildered.

His mouth was wide open, completely unable to believe everything before his eyes.

After a brief moment of daze, the killing intent in his eyes grew even thicker.

The more outstanding Xuan Tianchen was, the more he felt he couldn't let him live.

Immediately after, under Carefree Master's full suppression.

He finally plunged his sword into Xuan Tianchen's Dharma Idol.

Severely wounding him once again.

Xuan Tianchen also coughed up blood at this moment.

His aura instantly weakened, and his face turned ashen.

Yet, even so, his eyes still showed no trace of fear.

Instead, a meaningful, chilling sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His appearance was like the gaze of a demon from hell, sending shivers down one's spine.

Seeing this, Carefree Master couldn't help but feel a sense of retreat and fear.

He wanted to pull out his sword and retreat, creating distance between himself and Xuan Tianchen.

However, he found that his sword was tightly gripped by Xuan Tianchen, unable to be pulled out even an inch.

At this moment, looking at Xuan Tianchen's almost insane expression.

A ominous premonition suddenly arose.

As if an invisible large hand was tightly clutching his heart.

Suddenly, Xuan Tianchen coughed up blood and shouted loudly: "heavenly bell of creation, suppress him for me!"

In an instant... the heavenly bell of creation, summoned by Xuan Tianchen's will, manifested with a roar above Carefree Master's head.

Immediately, the boundless power of an Imperial Weapon poured down without reservation, suppressing him.

It instantly imprisoned Carefree Master's quasi-emperor dharma idol, which had been looking down upon the universe.

The immense pressure made space itself let out a mournful wail of unbearable strain.

"I... I can't move!!"

Carefree Master's pupils contracted, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

He hadn't expected that Xuan Tianchen, in such a desperate situation, would still have the strength to activate an Imperial Weapon.

"You dared to make a killing move on This Imperial Son, you're quite something!"

Xuan Tianchen let out a slow, light chuckle, his laughter filled with mockery and disdain.

Then, disregarding his own injuries, he took a fierce step forward.

And then grabbed Carefree Master.

At the same time, Carefree Master's heaven-defying giant sword also directly pierced through Xuan Tianchen's Saint Monarch Dharma Idol.

"Is This Imperial Son... trying to die with Carefree Master?"

"Looking at it, it really does seem like it!"

"By the way, why aren't the Xuan Clan people stepping in to save him? Could it be that they're going to watch their Imperial Scion perish here?"

"This matter, this old man also feels something is amiss."

"Everyone, haven't you noticed a problem?"

"Don't beat around the bush, what problem is it, speak!"

"This Imperial Son of Xuan Tian seems to have shown no trace of retreat from beginning to end. I ask, is this the state a normal person would be in when facing a life-and-death calamity?"

"Now that you mention it, it really does seem that way!"

The several Quasi-Emperors at the edge of the battlefield.

All expressed their opinions on the scene before them.

At this moment, everyone's faces were filled with doubt and worry.

At the same time, Carefree Master also sensed that something was wrong.

But it was in that fleeting moment of his daze.

A massive blood-colored war halberd, entwined with terrifying killing intent, suddenly pierced through his quasi-emperor dharma idol from behind, severely wounding him.

Powerful annihilating energy surged through his body.

Instantly shattering his internal organs and sea of consciousness.

Not only that.

He also felt as if his neck had been lightly grazed by something.

Immediately, a chill spread throughout his body.

"Old man, fighting with This Imperial Son's clone, was it satisfying?"

At this moment, Xuan Tianchen's familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

Making Carefree Master's expression freeze, his body instantly stiffened.

Immediately after, when Carefree Master suddenly turned his head.

He saw Xuan Tianchen, clad in a blood-red robe with a head of demonic white hair, holding the blood-colored war halberd.

Standing proudly behind him.

His face instantly turned ashen, and a storm surged in his heart.

Intense despair, like a tide, instantly engulfed him.

"So, earlier it was just one of your clones. It seems this old man is truly old."

With things having come to this, Carefree Master couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.

His voice was filled with helplessness and regret.

Then he slowly closed his eyes, as if he had already accepted his fate.

"Knowing you're old, why aren't you staying home to retire, what's the point of running around? Look, your life is going to end here!"

Xuan Tianchen's true body sneered, his eyes full of contempt.

Then he pulled out the zhūtiān battle halberd.

In an instant, blood splattered, dyeing the void red.

Immediately after, Xuan Tianchen's clone suddenly exerted force with both hands.

And directly tore Carefree Master's dharma body in half from his wound.

The gruesome sight was horrifying.

And Carefree Master's head flew high into the air.

Then it was exploded by Xuan Tianchen's true body with a halberd, blood splattering everywhere.

As early as when he had just pierced Carefree Master's dharma idol with the halberd.

Xuan Tianchen had used the wheel of the demon god to sever Carefree Master's neck with one strike.

Extinguishing all his vitality.

This was also why Carefree Master didn't resist; he simply had no chance.

After all, both the zhūtiān battle halberd and the wheel of the demon god were Imperial Weapons.

Below the Immortal Emperor, if one's vital points were injured, there was no chance of survival.

The reason Carefree Master was able to utter his last words.

Was because Xuan Tianchen acted too quickly.

Which prevented Carefree Master from dying immediately, and he even experienced a brief resurgence of life.

As Xuan Tianchen threw Carefree Master's soul into the ten thousand souls banner.

A generation of Eighth Layer Quasi-Emperor Expert, the ancestor of Xiao Yao Immortal Sect: Carefree Master, who had roamed the Upper Heavens for countless years.

From then on, he completely perished, turning into a speck of dust in the long river of time.

And Xuan Tianchen's clone, after devouring Carefree Master's remains, its aura returned to its peak once again.

At this moment, the power of Xuan Clan Imperial Son was displayed to its fullest.