Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The second batch of Xilin army rushed up.

They stepped on the corpses of their comrades and charged towards Jun Wuxie.

With a clang.

The Dragon Cry in Jun Wuxie's hand swung violently, heavily striking the shields of several enemies.

Without releasing golden blood energy, only pure power was used for the attack.

The Dragon Cry, weighing millions of pounds, generated an impact force of more than a trillion pounds when swung at high speed.

Boom!

Several Xilin soldiers exploded on the spot, their shields shattering, and sharp fragments flew, piercing dozens of enemies.

The shockwave formed by the Dragon Cry's strike spread like a terrifying wave, blasting thousands of enemies in a fan-shaped area, breaking their bones and shattering their internal organs, causing them to spew blood wildly.

The area several hundred meters in front of Jun Wuxie instantly became empty.

Taking advantage of the gap as the Xilin soldiers charged, he stepped with extreme speed, his spear moving like a dragon, striking in all directions.

The sounds of shields, armor, and flesh shattering blended together.

Xilin soldiers fell in droves.

But soon, Jun Wuxie was surrounded.

And the encirclement rapidly tightened.

He leaped into the air, waiting for those Xilin soldiers to rush together, then descended like a great mountain.

The violent force crushed a group of people below into a bloody pulp.

The shockwave surged wildly, impacting in all directions.

Instantly, within dozens of meters, hundreds of Xilin soldiers had their bodies shattered.

The night was dark, the moonlight somewhat dim, and there were few stars in the sky.

On the dim battlefield, the sounds of battle cries shook the heavens, and blood mist filled the air.

The corpses piled higher and higher.

One day...

Two days...

Three days...

......

Outside the capital of Great Zhou, within a radius of more than ten miles, the corpses of the Xilin army piled up nearly a hundred meters high, almost level with the city walls.

The water in the moat had long since turned into thick blood plasma, already congealed, and permeated with a strong bloody smell.

Such a scene was cruel.

On the city walls, people silently watched the figure outside the city who was treading on blood and bone, fighting madly in a bloodbath.

For several days of fighting, it had never stopped.

That figure had not rested for a moment.

Blood dripped constantly from his body, his clothes were tattered, and blood flowed in streams from his hair, chin, battle spear, and palms.

There was golden blood, but more of it was the crimson blood of the enemy.

Six days!

Sixty million Xilin soldiers had been killed!

Now the remaining Xilin army was only over twenty million.

The entire battlefield, covered in broken corpses piled a hundred meters high, emitted a disgusting stench.

After the Xilin soldiers died, the strange runes within their bodies would leave, accelerating the decay of their flesh.

Such a battlefield was like a living hell.

Jun Wuxie held the Dragon Cry, stood on the mountain of corpses, his long hair flying in the wind with droplets of blood.

His face was somewhat pale, he was breathing rapidly, and the mental fatigue made his eyes slightly bloodshot.

"How many of you are left? Come at me all at once!"

He glared at the Xilin Marshal and the Soul Hunters, his voice like a dragon's roar.

On the city walls, people's lips couldn't stop trembling.

That blood-soaked figure, standing there, was like an immovable mountain, tall and stalwart!

One person, blocking eighty million half-step Grandmasters!

Fighting non-stop for six days!

In the hearts of the Great Zhou people, he was like a god sent by heaven to save them from despair.

"He... is already very tired..."

Ye Qian Ge's voice trembled, his tiger eyes filled with tears.

"Young Master..." Lingfei's eyes were filled with tears, she said softly: "Yao'er, if you had dissuaded him at that time..."

"Sister Lingfei, everyone has things they must face in their lives. If they avoid them, they will not be able to get past the barrier in their hearts..." Yue Yao's voice was somewhat ethereal: "I don't want him to always recall those regrets in his future life..."

"But, Young Master, if he..."

"There is no 'but', and there will be no 'if'."

Yue Yao's voice was very soft, as light as a wisp of wind.

Qin Keqing stood beside them, her eyes blurred as she stared at the figure on the mountain of corpses outside the city, her eyes filled with tears.

"Jun Wuxie! You are already exhausted, yet you dare to speak such arrogant words!"

The Advanced Soul Hunter Commander's eyes were gloomy, and he said through gritted teeth.

He couldn't believe how one person could have such terrifying sustained combat ability!

For six whole days, without the slightest chance to breathe, he had been fighting continuously.

And now, he could still hold on!

"Continue, attack!"

He commanded the remaining twenty million troops.

"Lord, we can't let them go to their deaths anymore!" The Xilin Marshal said tremblingly: "If they all die, I'm afraid Xilin will have no troops to conquer the countries for several years!"

"Dare you disobey my will?"

The Advanced Soul Hunter Commander looked at him coldly.

"No, this lowly one dares not!" The Xilin Marshal was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground. He trembled and said: "Lord, please understand! If my Xilin army is completely wiped out, even if Jun Wuxie is killed, I'm afraid we won't be able to take this city. Lord, you can't personally attack the city, can you?"

"You, in groups of ten, take turns to fight him in a rotation battle!"

After a moment of silence, the Advanced Soul Hunter Commander issued an order to the Soul Hunters under his command.

Immediately, hundreds of Soul Hunters quickly divided into groups.

The first group, holding black Soul Hunter scythes, stepped into the air.

They were peak King-level, Advanced Soul Hunters with the peak Tenth Transformation of King Realm.

Such experts were not weaker than many early-stage Sovereign Emperors.

Their true energy released an aura that made souls tremble.

This was the Soul Hunter Hall's technique [Primordial Soul Suppression Art]. Cultivating this technique, whether it was the released aura or the launched attacks, would cause deterrence and suppression to the opponent's soul, causing the opponent to feel fear and unable to exert their full strength.

"Jun Wuxie, today, we represent the Soul Hunter Hall to judge your life and death, and decide the destination of your fate!"

The Advanced Soul Hunters, lined up in a row, slowly raised the black scythes in their hands.

Black true energy poured frantically into the scythes.

The scythes burst with dark light, slashing forward, instantly cutting open the void, as if to separate this world.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Jun Wuxie on the mountain of corpses suddenly erupted.

His body disappeared from the spot like a teleport, leaving only an afterimage.

In an instant, in front of an Advanced Soul Hunter, a round of golden sun bloomed with boundless golden light.

No!

That was not the sun, that was a person, whose golden blood energy was even more dazzling and blinding than the sun.

The battle spear in his hand let out a dragon's cry, and a point of cyan-golden cold light appeared!

The Soul Hunter's pupils contracted, and he retracted the Soul Hunter scythe to defend in a flash of lightning.

The Dragon Cry arrived, and was about to be blocked by the scythe.

At this moment, a cyan dragon rushed out from the spear body, shaking the scythe away.

With a pfft.

The battle spear pierced through the Soul Hunter's chest, and with a shake of the spear body, the Soul Hunter's body exploded, and blood rained down.

Rays of black scythe blades slashed over.

A golden blood energy circle quickly propped up on Jun Wuxie's body.

Mysterious runes flashed under his feet, and his body disappeared from the spot like a stream of light.

Clang!

Nine scythes, he failed to completely avoid them, and three scythes slashed on the blood energy circle, bursting out with a harsh metallic tremor.

The blood energy circle vibrated, denting half a foot inward.

Jun Wuxie ignored it and directly counterattacked, the Dragon Cry was thrown out by him in high-speed movement, so fast that the Soul Hunter could not dodge, and immediately pierced one person.

At the same time, his fist seal bloomed with dazzling golden light, blasting forward!

The phenomena of the collapse of a great mountain and the breaking of a river covered the three Soul Hunters in front.

The three immediately waved their scythes to counterattack, but it was difficult to block the impact of the phenomena, the blades they slashed out collapsed, and the scythes were shaken out of their hands.

At this time, the fist seal blasted over.

One person was blown up on the spot, and the other two were shaken so that their bones were broken and their internal organs were spewed out.

They were naturally not Jun Wuxie's opponents!

With the addition of Primordial Soldier Disassembly, he was equivalent to the early stage of the Sovereign King Realm.

The growth intensity of a peak Eternal King's aptitude was a full two levels higher than that of a peak King.

Even if the Advanced Soul Hunter had the peak Tenth Transformation of King Realm, which was equivalent to being nine minor realms higher than Jun Wuxie in this state, the difference in aptitude was equivalent to the difference of two major realms.

That is to say, in terms of absolute strength, Jun Wuxie had a full one major realm advantage over them.

If he had not been fighting fiercely for six days, his physical condition was weak and he was no longer at his peak state, he could have instantly killed these ten people!

After a moment of fighting, three Soul Hunters were killed and two were seriously injured.

He stepped with extreme speed and reached out to grab in the void.

The Dragon Cry rushed out of the body of the pierced Soul Hunter and returned to his hand, stabbing towards another person.

The Soul Hunters, all of their attacks could not break through his blood energy circle, the only effect was to consume his blood energy.

His Dragon Cry battle spear was too fast.

Every spear pierced out was like a true dragon coming out of its cave, a true spear like a dragon.

Making the remaining five Soul Hunters flustered, they could only passively resist and could not actively counterattack.

Pfft!

After a few rounds, another person was pierced.

The Dragon Cry pierced through his eyebrows and came out of the back of his head, and with a shake of the spear, his entire head exploded.

"Bastard!"

The Soul Hunter Commander watched this scene from afar, his eyes incomparably gloomy.

"You five groups, get on!"

Under his command, fifty Advanced Soul Hunters joined the battlefield.

As soon as they came up, they directly used the sublimation-type forbidden technique, their strength increased nine times!

In an instant.

Jun Wuxie's whole body stood on end.

Without any hesitation, a Demonic Appearance stood tall behind him!

Transforming Blood into Demon!

Within his body, violent power was surging.

The defense of the golden blood energy circle increased sharply.

Dang!

The attacks of fifty people were overwhelming, cutting this space into an unrecognizable state, almost shattering it.

Jun Wuxie dodged as much as possible, avoiding most of the Soul Hunting Scythes, but he still took more than ten hits.

This caused his Blood Qi Shield to become severely dented and riddled with cracks.

He hurriedly poured Blood Qi into it to repair it.

At the same time, he released Dragon's Roar, urging it with the intent of soldiers, his right hand executing the Seven Killing Fists, and the Dao of Soldiers runes dancing in his left palm, evolving into Seal Thirteen, striking out at enemies in all directions!

The powerful advanced Soul Hunters, joining forces to besiege him, wielded their scythes, slashing at Jun Wuxie like a storm.

Although they constantly struck him, they could not break through his defenses.

In the process, several of them were blasted apart by his Seven Killing Fists and Seal Thirteen.

Ah!

A scream echoed across the battlefield.

Another Soul Hunter had his entire head blasted apart and fell from the sky.

Jun Wuxie shuttled between dozens of Soul Hunters, using his Blood Qi Shield to withstand attacks and forcibly counter-kill.

One Soul Hunter after another fell.

His aura was also declining, and his Blood Qi Shield was no longer as solid as it had been at the beginning.

When the last of the sixty Soul Hunters fell, his Blood Qi Shield collapsed completely.

His body swayed slightly, and Dragon's Roar supported him on the mountain of corpses. He straightened his body again, like a javelin, but his chest rose and fell violently, and he gasped for breath, his Blood Qi nearly exhausted.

His flesh began to wither.

This was the price of simultaneously stacking two great forbidden techniques.

He hurriedly refined a drop of the Spring of Life with a purity of seventy percent.

Even so, the recovery of his physical body could not keep pace with the damage and consumption.

Six days of fierce battle had caused him to lose too much of his essence, qi, and spirit.

He was already weak, and he had forcibly stacked two great forbidden techniques. No matter how strong his physical body was, no matter how good the recovery resources were, they could not completely repair the continuous damage to his body.

"Young Master!"

Ling Fei rushed out of the city, wanting to help him.

But her body was bounced back by the city's barrier.

This city was the imperial capital of the Xuanyuan Emperor!

The defensive runes left by the Xuanyuan Emperor, once the barrier was activated, ordinary people could not get out or in!