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Thousands of sword lights, like stars surrounding the moon, encircled Zhou Xuan, forming a nine-leaf sword grass that filled the heavens and earth.
Beyond the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, the earth was riddled with cracks and parched.
One after another, mutilated and dismembered corpses fell like raindrops.
"what!!!"
Jiao Peng screamed in agony; he had completely broken down.
He knelt on both knees, clutching the dragon's head that had slipped from his neck, and screamed in agony as he looked up to the sky.
Crystalline tears rolled down her cheeks, washing away the blood vessels on her face and leaving two deep marks.
It wasn't just the roc that had previously looked down upon the world;
The villagers, who viewed Shicun as fish on a chopping board and allowed themselves to be bullied, were all dumbfounded.
Just moments before, those who had captured Shi Dazhuang and his group were still brazenly threatening Shi Linhu and Shi Yunfeng.
In a split second, offense and defense were reversed!
Looking at the terrifying treasure technique that, even before it had fully formed, could instantly annihilate more than a dozen powerful figures in the Luofu Great Swamp and reduce them to dust; now, it had condensed into a nine-leaf sword grass and surrounded Zhou Xuan.
Zishan Shou and the others, who originally thought they were the powerful ones, suddenly realized that they were actually the weak ones!
Shi Linhu and his group took out their clan's heirloom treasures.
Even the precious cauldron, passed down through the ages in Shicun and used to brew the rare medicine, was gripped by its legs, ready to be used as a weapon against Zishan Shou and the others, to fight to the last drop of blood.
The elderly woman and the woman who had stood by her husband, grabbing their farm tools and preparing to fight back, were also speechless, staring blankly at what they were seeing. It was all too unbelievable.
Although, at the moment when Zhou Xuan was communicating with Liu Shen,
The villagers of Stone Village then clearly understood that Zhou Xuan, who took the children of Stone Village with him to go out and hone their skills, and who would bring back a flying dragon corpse and the remains of an ancient remnant every now and then, was incredibly powerful.
However, they never imagined that...
Zhou Xuan has become so powerful that even the rudimentary form of his magic technique has been unleashed, allowing him to kill a powerful clan of millions of members with terrifying force!
Just as the villagers of Stone Village stared in disbelief at Zhou Xuanzhi, who was completely protected by the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass,
The instant Zhou Xuan made his move, Zishan Shou, who had clearly sensed the terrifying threat of imminent death, almost without hesitation bowed deeply in the direction of Zhou Xuan and Shicun, and spoke in apology:
"Respected powerful one, please forgive my clan's ignorance and offense. I am Uncle of the Marquis of Zishan..."
"Qiang!!!"
The words had barely begun, and were not yet finished.
Then the clanging sound of swords echoed throughout.
The next instant,
The nine-leaf sword grass swayed in the wind, its soft leaves gently fluttering.
Then, in the empty space beside Zhou Xuan, wispy cracks appeared.
It was indeed the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, swaying in the wind, its sharp blade creating a spatial rift.
follow closely,
The sword's edge, swaying in the wind, traversed the void.
The threads run seamlessly through the body of the Purple Mountain Longevity Tree.
"what!!!"
As a royal uncle of the Zishan clan, after his descendants in the clan achieved even greater success and became royals, he...
He never suffered any more calamities, and his own resources increased dramatically. Zishan Shou, who was carrying several treasures on this trip, struggled desperately but to no avail.
The treasure crafted by the Purple Mountain Clan King was shattered by the ferocious sword light, which resembled a blade of grass, as soon as it was activated. The divine light within his body was also completely destroyed by the all-pervasive sword light, and even his Dao foundation was destroyed.
The spinal cord that produced blood for the great dragon was completely shattered by the ferocious sword light.
"Om!!"
at the same time,
A pitch-black vortex slowly emerged from beside Zishan Shou.
The vortex appeared like a black hole, its immense suction force drawing away all the energy within Zishan Shou's body—energy that had been shattered into basic energy particles by the "Grass Character Sword Technique"—along with his innate talent and physical attributes.
Clearly, this pitch-black vortex is the Devouring Heaven Black Hole that Zhou Xuan has initially constructed by combining the Dao of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art with the bone script of the current era.
Although the devouring efficiency of the Devouring Black Hole is far less than that of the original "Devouring Demon Art".
However, under the powerful divine thought of Zhou Xuan, Zishan Shou was rendered a cripple in an instant.
Zishan Shou vomited a mouthful of blood.
His whole body trembled, his hair turned dry and white. Not only was his physical body destroyed, but even his cultivation foundation was completely destroyed.
The power that could normally destroy a mountain with a casual exertion is now probably unable to even cut a chopstick.
In the boundless wilderness, the strong reign supreme.
At this moment, Zishan Shou felt extremely frustrated. Just moments ago, he was high and mighty, with the power of life and death, but in the blink of an eye, he had become a completely useless person.
"brush!!"
Right now,
The sword light flashed and burst forth, slaying all those who controlled the children of Stone Village.
The children of the stone village rolled back.
The child, rescued by Zhou Xuan, was furious: "Hey, didn't you say you were going to steal our treasure? Come and take it!"
"Didn't you want to massacre our Stone Village? Come on then!"
"You bastards, you even bully children! You're all scum!"
"..."
Listen to the angry voices of the children who have been liberated.
The remaining powerful members of the Golden Wolf Tribe, Luofu Great Swamp, Thunder Clan, and Purple Mountain Clan instantly turned pale, their eyes filled with fear as they stared at Zhou Xuan, who stood calmly and silently in front of Stone Village.
In that instant, the arrogance that once filled their eyes vanished, replaced by overwhelming fear.
“Mercy, spare my life!”
The crowd, their eyes filled with terror, lowered their heads.
He pleaded with Zhou Xuan in a softened voice.
"Clan leader."
Zhou Xuan, surrounded by the illusory image of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, turned his head and looked at Shi Yunfeng, saying:
"What to do with them?"
Upon hearing this, Shi Yunfeng looked at Zhou Xuan:
"Little...Little Zhou Xuan, you..."
Shi Yunfeng, equally impressed by Zhou Xuan's power, stammered for a long time, still unable to form a coherent sentence.
However, Zhou Xuan already knew that what Shi Yunfeng was saying at this moment was asking why he had given him the power to handle the matter.
Zhou Xuan spoke calmly:
"I am only temporarily residing in Shicun. How to deal with them is up to the clan chief to decide."
Upon hearing Zhou Xuan's words, the group of people opposite him, who had thought they were doomed to die, suddenly had a glimmer of hope for survival in their eyes.
At that moment, the man from the Golden Wolf tribe who had been chatting happily with Shi Linhu immediately cried out in Shi Linhu's direction, his face full of pleading for help:
"Brother, as long as this matter is resolved, my Golden Wolf tribe will surely reward you handsomely!"
"Brother, you saved my life! I even treated you to a drink earlier!"
"Elder Chief, please forgive me this time, for the sake of the wine I offered you earlier!!"
"..."
It has been proven that people will yield when faced with death.
Hearing the shouts of the crowd, Shi Yunfeng remained silent for a long while before slowly speaking:
"Let's go!"
Upon hearing this, the crowd did not flee immediately.
Instead, she instantly turned her head and stared straight in Zhou Xuan's direction.
They knew perfectly well that only this god of death could spare their lives!
Sensing the gazes of the crowd, Zhou Xuan calmly waved his hand.
In the next instant, the nine-leaf sword grass that filled the sky and earth vanished.
Seeing this, a group of people rushed out of Shi Village.
The son of the Golden Wolf tribe leader carried his father's corpse on his back; the last remaining members of the Luofu Great Swamp carried the remains of Jiao Cang and others; the old servant of the Purple Mountain tribe carried the old and dying Purple Mountain Shou; and the young Lei Qiang of the Thunder tribe rushed out as if fleeing for their lives.
Just a moment,
They then saw in the distance a snow feather floating in the void, moving slowly forward.
Suddenly, the fleeing crowd caught up with the group from Yuntian Palace.
Looking at the group of people who had suffered heavy losses and were now only old, weak, sick and disabled, Yun Zheng, who had been promoted to the rank of King in Yuntian Palace, reached out his hands and gently patted the heads of his two granddaughters.
His slightly narrowed eyes were filled with horror.
Although Yun Zheng sensed fear from Zhou Xuan, he did not expect that...
Zhou Xuan's bloodthirstiness was terrifying.
In just a moment, nearly a hundred powerful members of major clans were killed, leaving a group of powerful members terrified and mentally broken.
Even when he was merely hovering a hundred meters in the air, without making any attempt to conceal his presence, the other party ignored him and fled without paying any attention.
"grandfather."
Just as Yun Zheng was pondering with his eyes slightly narrowed, he heard his granddaughter's soft voice.