112: Chapter 112 Slaying! Twenty Supreme Beings at the Ultimate Ascension!

Xiao Shitou did not give them time to be shocked.

He raised his hand again, and another blade strike was unleashed.

Another Supreme fell.

Two strikes, two kills.

"Kill him!" Finally, a Supreme reacted and roared aloud.

"He is only one person! Let's attack together!"

"Ultimate Sublimation! If we don't use Ultimate Sublimation, we die!"

In an instant, waves of tyrannical auras erupted across the battlefield.

One Supreme after another chose Ultimate Sublimation, returning to the status of a Great Emperor!

Those terrifying auras soared into the sky one by one, intertwining and crushing the entire golden battlefield!

Nine, ten, eleven... In the end, twenty Supremes chose Ultimate Sublimation!

Twenty Great Emperor auras locked onto Xiao Shitou simultaneously!

"Kill—!!!"

The twenty Supremes in Ultimate Sublimation joined forces and attacked Xiao Shitou!

The scene was terrifying to the extreme.

Twenty destructive Divine Abilities, secret techniques, and Emperor weapons poured down upon Xiao Shitou simultaneously; that power was enough to shatter the Star Domain and annihilate the Dao!

Xiao Shitou looked up at the overwhelming onslaught, his eyes devoid of any fear.

He simply tightened his grip on the Tyrant Blade in his hand.

Then—he smiled.

That smile was exactly the same as it had been back in Qingshi Town.

Warm, pure, yet carrying a hint of madness that no one could understand.

"Well come." He spoke softly, and then, facing those twenty Supremes, he took a step forward!

The Tyrant Blade struck!

The golden blade light tore through the Void Realm, colliding violently with those twenty attacks!

"Boom—!!!" An indescribable roar resounded across the entire golden battlefield.

The shockwave swept in all directions, forcing those Supremes who had not used Ultimate Sublimation to retreat repeatedly!

As the light faded, Xiao Shitou stood within the Void Realm, his golden blood energy boiling like a sea around him.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

But he remained standing.

And those twenty Supremes had been forced back dozens of miles by that single strike of his!

"This... how is this possible?!" a Supreme exclaimed in shock.

Their joint attack as twenty Great Emperors in Ultimate Sublimation had actually been blocked by him alone? And they had even been forced back by him? What kind of strength was this?

Xiao Shitou did not give them time to think.

He moved again.

His speed was at the extreme; in an instant, he appeared before a Supreme, and the Tyrant Blade descended!

The Supreme's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly summoned his Emperor weapon to defend.

"Clang—!"

The deafening sound of metal colliding was ear-splitting.

The Supreme's Emperor weapon was shattered by the blade, and the remaining force of the blade light struck his chest!

"Pfft—" Emperor Blood splattered, and a wound deep enough to see bone was carved into his chest!

He let out a miserable scream, flew backward, collided with the boundary of the golden battlefield, and vomited mouthfuls of Emperor Blood.

Xiao Shitou did not pursue him.

He turned around and struck another Supreme with his blade.

That Supreme had already achieved Ultimate Sublimation and reacted extremely quickly, instantly unleashing his strongest defensive Divine Ability.

Layers of light curtains appeared before him, each one indestructible!

But Xiao Shitou's blade shattered all the light curtains.

One strike, two layers.

Two strikes, five layers.

Three strikes, ten layers.

When the ninth strike descended, the Supreme's defense was completely shattered.

The blade light swept across his neck, and a head flew high into the air!

Another Supreme fell.

On the battlefield, the other Supremes watched in terror.

"What... what kind of monster is this?!"

"How many lifetimes has he lived?!"

"Four lifetimes! He has lived at least four lifetimes!"

A Supreme finally realized.

Four lifetimes.

What did this mean?

It meant he had lived for at least forty thousand years, it meant his foundation far exceeded that of an ordinary Great Emperor, and it meant his combat power was simply not something they, who had only lived one lifetime, could compare to!

"Attack together! Don't give him a chance to pick us off one by one!" a Supreme roared.

The remaining nineteen Supremes joined forces and attacked Xiao Shitou again.

This time, they held nothing back, did not test him, and unleashed their strongest killing moves right from the start!

Nineteen surges of Great Emperor power slammed into Xiao Shitou simultaneously!

Xiao Shitou looked up at the sea of destructive light, his eyes remaining calm.

He raised his hand, and the human emperor banner descended from above his head into his grasp.

The golden banner unfurled in his hand, the chaos heaven-opening diagram on its surface swirling crazily, scattering endless rain of golden light.

"human emperor banner—Suppress!" He shouted softly, and offered up the human emperor banner!

The golden banner instantly grew larger, blotting out the sky, and descended to suppress those nineteen attacks!

"Boom—!!!"

The violent collision made the entire golden battlefield tremble.

Those nineteen attacks were forcefully suppressed by the human emperor banner, turning into a sky full of light rain and dissipating!

Meanwhile, Xiao Shitou had already passed through the rain of light and charged into the group of Supremes.

The Tyrant Blade struck!

Another Supreme fell.

The battle had been going on for six hours.

In the golden battlefield, there was Emperor Blood everywhere, and broken Emperor corpses everywhere.

Some of the fallen Supremes had been decapitated by a single blade strike, some had been cut in half, and some had been refined alive by the human emperor banner.

Xiao Shitou was covered in blood, some his own, some from the Supremes.

His Emperor body was covered in dense wounds.

The deepest one ran from his left shoulder to his right waist, almost cutting his entire body in half.

Emperor Blood poured continuously from the wound, staining his robes red.

Yet he remained standing.

Still fighting.

The Tyrant Blade in his hand unleashed blade light after blade light.

With every strike that fell, a Supreme fell.

The human emperor banner hovered above his head, scattering golden light rain.

Those rays of light fell upon him, nourishing his broken Emperor body and causing his wounds to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But the speed of healing could not keep up with the speed at which new wounds were inflicted.

The Supremes were also going crazy.

They knew that today, either they died or he did.

Of the thirty-six Supremes, including the twenty who had achieved Ultimate Sublimation, eight had already fallen; the remaining twelve were equally covered in wounds, and equally desperate.

"Kill him!"

"He can't hold on much longer!"

"Wear him out!"

The Supremes roared, charging at Xiao Shitou again and again, being repelled again and again, and charging up again and again.

They no longer had a way out.

After Ultimate Sublimation, if they could not live out a new lifetime, they would surely die.

And to live out a new lifetime, they had to devour the Origin of a powerhouse.

Xiao Shitou's Origin was their only hope.

Xiao Shitou watched those crazily charging Supremes, a cold smile curling on his lips.

"Wear me out?"

He spoke softly, his voice hoarse, yet carrying an indescribable disdain.

"Just by you lot?"

He tightened his grip on the Tyrant Blade and charged into the group of Supremes again!

Blade light flashed!

Another Supreme fell!

A flash of fear crossed the eyes of the remaining eleven Supremes.

They had been fighting for six hours, and nine companions had already fallen.

Yet this man before them, despite being covered in wounds and his aura growing weaker and weaker, had still not fallen.

He was like a war god who never knew fatigue, swinging his blade time and again, killing time and again.

"Will... will he really die?" a Supreme murmured, his voice filled with fear.

"He will." another Supreme gritted his teeth and said, "He can't last much longer. Let's hold on a little longer; we will definitely be able to wear him out!"

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Shitou had already appeared before him.

The Tyrant Blade struck down!

The Supreme hurriedly blocked, but was sent flying by the strike, colliding with the boundary of the battlefield and vomiting large mouthfuls of blood.

Xiao Shitou did not pursue him.

He turned around and looked at the remaining ten Supremes.

His eyes were full of calm.

That calmness made all the Supremes feel a chill in their hearts.

"Eleven." He said softly, "Eleven left."

He raised the Tyrant Blade, the tip pointing at them.

"Come."

The ten Supremes exchanged glances, gritted their teeth simultaneously, and charged up again!

The battle lasted for a day and a night.

When the final blade light fell, only one figure remained standing in the golden battlefield.