Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Three half-god realm youths from the Netherworld Tribe of the Underworld Ruins.

They didn't dare to come out before because they weren't confident they could deal with Jun Wuxie.

Facing the siege of forty half-gods, they claimed they were far from being able to handle it, but their target could.

This meant that the target's combat power was much stronger than theirs.

Now it was different. The target had fought fiercely with the half-gods of the Atu Empire and other forces, consuming a large amount of energy and spirit, and suffered backlash from using forbidden techniques, becoming very weak and greatly reduced in strength.

Under such circumstances, it was impossible for them to be their opponent anymore.

Killing Jun Wuxie and completing the task assigned by the patriarch would allow them to return and report, and receive rewards.

"You have been hiding in the dark all along, waiting for me to be weak?"

Jun Wuxie looked indifferently at the three half-god powerhouses of the Underworld Tribe.

These three were very strong, none of them weaker than a half-god of Atu Huang's level.

"Well, you are right. We arrived early and have been watching you display your divine power in secret.

I have to say, you, Jun Wuxie, are very impressive.

A full forty half-gods couldn't do anything to you, but were suppressed by you instead."

Speaking of this, the half-god of the Underworld Tribe couldn't help but laugh, "However, the backlash effect of your forbidden technique should not be pleasant.

In your current weakened state, can you still use such a forbidden technique to bring your strength to its peak?"

As they spoke, their figures flickered, forming a triangular formation around Jun Wuxie.

Gray Netherworld runes appeared on each of the young half-gods of the Underworld Tribe.

The aura they emitted was cold and full of death, making people feel very uncomfortable.

Whether it was the people in the palace or those half-gods whose celestial passages were sealed, they all felt a sense of suffocation, and a sense of fear that their vitality was being eroded and lost.

"Actually, I have always known that you were hiding in the dark."

Jun Wuxie said calmly, with a slight upward curve at the corner of his mouth, which immediately made the three young half-gods of the Underworld Tribe have a bad premonition.

The smiles on their faces froze instantly. Before they could react, the ground around them suddenly lit up with brilliant runes, and the light rose up, soaring into the sky, forming a barrier that covered the area.

"You! You were fishing us!"

They were shocked and angry, realizing that they had been fooled.

"Impossible! You fought forty half-gods alone, and you are only in the Eternal Saint Realm yourself.

If you hadn't used a forbidden technique with extremely high costs, how could you have done it!

Your weakness is definitely not fake. Don't try to scare us with psychological warfare!

Do you think that this will frighten us away and give you a chance to survive?"

They said loudly, putting on a brave face, but they were very unconfident.

Because as they spoke, they saw that the target's originally pale complexion had returned to normal, and the originally weak state had disappeared. His energy and spirit became as vigorous as a dragon!

Jun Wuxie couldn't help but laugh when he heard these words.

He looked at the three youths of the Underworld Tribe around him, and a powerful aura swept out, and the chaotic golden blood energy was vast, soaring into the sky, forming a huge chaotic sky.

An indescribable sense of oppression arose in their hearts, making them feel an extremely dangerous aura.

"We don't believe it. You really didn't have a period of weakness in the fierce battle!"

The three roared, the Netherworld Qi erupted, and their divine powers were displayed. A vast cemetery appeared, and the world of phenomena submerged the area.

One of them attacked Jun Wuxie, and one urged the world of phenomena to impact the chaotic sky.

The other one frantically attacked the barrier in the distance.

Obviously, they were afraid and wanted to break through the barrier and leave this place.

But how strong was the barrier here? It was built with the power of the core formation of the imperial city.

The runic techniques used by Jun Wuxie in those two days not only made the core formation of the imperial city dormant, but also controlled the effect of the formation for a certain period of time.

The barrier vibrated, but it did not break at all, not even a crack. Instead, the youth who bombarded the barrier was shaken back, and the qi and blood in his body surged.

At the same time, the chaotic golden sky in the sky suppressed down with a rumbling sound, and instantly crushed the strong man's world of phenomena.

The three bodies shook violently, and no magical powers could resist.

They frantically bombarded the sky, but it was useless. All the Netherworld secret techniques were crushed and annihilated.

They roared, making heart-wrenching sounds.

Seeing that they could not resist the sky, they turned to attack Jun Wuxie, but were slapped away by a few palms.

In the next moment, they were unable to move under the suppression of the sky. They had to hold up the sky with both hands, holding on tightly, not daring to move at all.

"Jun Wuxie, what exactly do you want! Do you want to kill us too?

You need to know that if you do this, the hatred between you and our Underworld Tribe will never be resolved!

Whether it is wise to provoke a tribe in a restricted area to completely oppose you and never die, you should know it in your heart!

Why don't you let us go, and we will send a message back to the tribe saying that we have not found you yet, so that you will have more time to grow. What do you think?"

They didn't want to die, using this method to exchange for a chance to live.

In their opinion, Jun Wuxie might agree.

"What you said is right, you do need to do that, but the prerequisite is that I need your absolute loyalty."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three young half-gods of the Underworld Tribe were stunned. Before they could understand what he meant, they saw him put his hands together, and a ray of Buddha's light bloomed on his body, filled with a strong Buddhist charm.

Looking at his solemn appearance of the treasure box, and the ray of Buddha's light and the strong Buddhist charm, and thinking of what he had just said, their minds shook violently, and they suddenly thought of something, and their faces changed drastically.

"No! Don't!"

"Jun Wuxie, you can't do this!"

"You can't transform us, you **** guy, you dare to do this, how dare you do this?!"

They let out a hysterical roar, fearing what was about to happen, afraid of being forcibly brainwashed and implanted with will.

They felt fear and anger.

What kind of existence is the Life Forbidden Zone?

Creatures like them, not to mention in this world, can walk sideways even if they go to the Divine Ancient World. Except for creatures who are also in the Life Forbidden Zone, who dares to attack them?

But now, they were planted, planted in the hands of a person in the Eternal Saint Realm.

This person was unscrupulous and killed many of their people!

This guy is clearly not a forbidden zone person, but he has the support of the forbidden zone behind him!

In their fearful and desperate state of mind, Jun Wuxie's mouth rang with the sound of chanting scriptures, and a large number of Sanskrit characters flew out from between his lips and teeth, glittering with golden light, and submerged into the brains of the three young half-gods of the Underworld Tribe.

In the beginning, they struggled desperately, their faces full of resistance and pain, making heart-wrenching sounds.

But soon, they quieted down, and the struggle and rejection on their faces gradually turned into tranquility and piety.

In a short half-quarter of an hour, the eyes of the three half-gods became extremely gentle, and there was no longer the sharpness of the past.

When the chanting stopped, they all stepped forward, knelt in front of Jun Wuxie, raised their heads, and looked at him with piety and heat.

"Get up."

Jun Wuxie stretched out his hand and patted their foreheads gently, and said: "Follow me from now on, live by my will, and I will give you endless brilliance and glory."

"Thank you, Master, for your kindness. We will forever be your most devout believers and loyal servants!"

They made an oath, their eyes were very bright, as if a new life had begun at this moment, making them feel endless yearning.

Such a picture fell into the eyes of the half-gods of the Atu tribe and the nine forces, and they were shocked.

What other skills does that accidental youth have?

He actually turned three powerful half-gods into his slaves in just a quarter of an hour!

This kind of thing is simply unheard of!

Then why didn't he use this method to deal with himself and others before?

For a while, they couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Jun Wuxie turned around and happened to see the doubts in their eyes, and said indifferently: "You are not worthy to be my slaves, so you must die."

After speaking, he looked at the sword-wielding young girl Gu Zu and added: "Maybe you can live, but it depends on what kind of story is hidden behind it. I think the people of the Xia clan should know it."

After he finished speaking, he turned to face the palace and flicked a sword wave.

Seeing the sword wave sweeping over, the shocking sword Dao killing impacted the mind, scaring everyone in the palace to pieces, and making screams full of fear.

As the sword wave surged with a buzzing sound, the sound inside stopped abruptly.

In the palace, all those above the Supreme Saint Realm were killed.

The sword wave was attached to Jun Wuxie's divine sense perception.

He did not slaughter indiscriminately, but only killed those above the Supreme Realm inside.

Those above the Supreme Saint Realm, and gathered in the palace, must be the core members of the Atu tribe, and the royal bloodline, so they cannot be left behind.

Immediately, he used the Universe in his sleeve to roll up all the Eternal Saint Realm powerhouses he had killed into the cave.

"Bastard! This emperor wants to tear you alive, ah—"

Atu Huang witnessed such a scene, his eyes dripped with blood, and he roared like a beast in madness.

The blue veins on his face were jumping, and the blue veins on his neck seemed to break through the skin.

He stared at the ruined palace, trembling all over, his lips trembling, tears appeared in his blood-red eyes, his lips opened a few times, but he couldn't make a sound.

There were his queen and concubines, his sons and daughters, all of whom died under that sword wave!

That demon-like extraterrestrial youth destroyed his whole family!

"Very sad?"

Jun Wuxie walked up to Atu Huang, grabbed his hair, faced the ruined palace, and there were still cries coming from inside.

“Back then, when you slaughtered the Xia Clan, did you ever consider how the Xia Clan felt?

The Xia Clan did not wrong you. The strong of the Xia Clan gave you a stable environment with their lives. They helped you a lot.

But you were worse than animals.

You used the law of the jungle, the survival of the fittest. Today, I will use the same law against you.

I am strong and you are weak. It is justified for me to kill your royal family.”

Jun Wuxie's words were very calm, but hearing them, the Atu Emperor felt like he was going to die of hatred.

Even though his cave heaven was sealed, he still madly attacked Jun Wuxie, only to be easily trampled underfoot, his face pressed against the cold bluestone ground.

The other demigods were silent.

Even if they had more hatred and unwillingness in their hearts, they had to accept reality at this moment.

“Let’s go, take you to Earth City. You should kneel before the memorial tablets of those of the Xia Clan who died because of you and repent.”

Jun Wuxie signaled the three demigod youths of the Yinming tribe to take these people away.

The three used the power of laws to evolve ropes and tied up dozens of demigods.

Jun Wuxie used his divine sense to transmit a message to Yue Yao. Yue Yao's figure quickly descended from the sky and landed in front of him.

Without Jun Wuxie speaking, Yue Yao's brow glowed, and a large amount of information was transmitted to his mind.

It was information about the strong above the Saint Realm of this city's master, as well as the popular psychological state.

Jun Wuxie then gave this information to the three members of the Yinming tribe.

Soon, screams rang out everywhere in the imperial city.

A large number of cultivators above the Supreme Saint Realm were killed, causing panic among the people of the entire city.

The three demigods moved very quickly. In just half an hour, they completed the task Jun Wuxie had given them.

As for the strongmen in other cities, he didn't plan to pay attention to them for the time being. He would take these people back to Earth City first.

Perhaps, some revenge should be left for the Xia Clan to take themselves.

If he helped them take all the revenge, it would be difficult for the Xia Clan to vent the anger accumulated in their hearts.

Once the curse in the Xia Clan's bodies is resolved, they can enter the Flame Mountains to cultivate.

With the Xia Clan's unique bloodline talent, and the preparations made by their totem sacrificial god in the Flame Mountains for countless years.

Perhaps in a short period of time, the Xia Clan's realm will advance by leaps and bounds.

When the time comes, they will come out again and decide for themselves which of the Atu tribe to kill and which to keep. Perhaps it would be better.

Thinking of this, Jun Wuxie decided not to interfere too much anymore.

He pulled Yue Yao away, and the three demigod youths of the Yinming tribe dragged dozens of demigods behind him.

When passing by a certain city, millions of troops were gathered outside the city. It was the legion he had rescued some time ago.

Their eyes were fiery.

“Return to your original posts. In a few years, when the Xia Clan returns, you will naturally know where to go.”

Jun Wuxie's voice of divine sense was transmitted to their minds, and he had already disappeared at the end of their sight.

Before long, they returned to the vicinity of Earth City.

The army here was still surrounding Earth City. Whether it was the army of the Atu Empire or the people of the nine major forces, they were all waiting for news of the city's attack.

When they saw Jun Wuxie and the others appear, their minds were greatly shaken, and their eyes widened.

Their gazes were fixed on the dozens of demigods being dragged along, including their patriarchs and sect masters, all of whom were extremely weak, embarrassed, and became fish on someone else's chopping board.

Such a scene frightened them.

After the initial brief shock, the two demigod powerhouses reacted the fastest. Their figures flashed and disappeared.

He ran away!

Dozens of demigods had fallen. If the two of them didn't flee far away, they would inevitably suffer the same fate.

At that moment, they knew that their families and sects were completely finished.

The Xia Clan's restoration of freedom was unstoppable, and whether they could rise again was perhaps still unknown.

After all, there was a curse in the Xia Clan's body, and their bloodline could not be awakened.

However, that youth from outside the territory might have the ability to remove the curse.

He could deal with dozens of demigods, so the possibility of breaking the curse was very high.

“Can you escape?”

Jun Wuxie stretched out his hand, and his palm fingers penetrated into the void, breaking through the distance of space, passing through the atmosphere, and entering the starry sky, catching up with the two demigods, covering them in their resistance and screams, and grabbing them in his hand.