Chapter 879: One Punch, Instant Annihilation!

As for the true self Chen Yan, he had already sat down at the forty-first position.

And the strength of Li Zhiyi's Will Dao was still intensifying.

As Chen Yan continuously devoured and extinguished the Ancient God aura.

The twenty-ninth Will of Destruction!

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The thirty-fourth Will of Destruction!

The heaven-topping pressure of the Will shook crazily, and tiny cracks appeared one after another upon the Longevity Myriad-Year Cauldron.

Above the Golden Dragon of Will, the Longevity King's expression changed constantly.

He stood where he was, the wind whipping his white hair, yet his eyes lacked focus, as if he had not yet recovered from the shock, leaving only a heart full of bewilderment.

What is this?

What the hell?

What is this?

You are going to burn my cauldron to pieces.

To the side, Xia Hanzhou looked at the Longevity King, also with a dazed expression in his eyes.

Wasn't it said that there was an Ancient God's aura on Li Zhiyi?

What was that which Xia Hanzhou felt just now?

"Right away, right away..." Xia Hanzhou muttered, hanging his head.

"King Xiayue." Yin Xue suddenly spoke.

"Hm?" Xia Hanzhou's mind was momentarily chaotic, and he looked at Yin Xue.

"How does King Xiayue find my Yin Clan?" Yin Xue spoke in a low voice, the anger on his weathered face gradually dissipating.

"Your Yin Clan... your Yin Clan..." Xia Hanzhou was momentarily at a loss for words.

His heart was still shocked by Li Zhiyi's transformation; he could not be distracted at this moment.

Yin Xue glanced at Xia Hanzhou and then stopped caring; he walked forward.

"My Yin Clan has for generations held a heart of red loyalty; we have had Divine Generals guarding the frontiers and Grand Supervisors rectifying the state.

Our descendants did not hesitate to stain the dust of war with blood and forge blades with their bones; our name of loyalty and martyrdom shook the four directions.

I only hate that I, Yin Xue, am incompetent, fearing that I will let this glory of the entire house be severed in my generation."

He took a step forward, looking toward the firmament, looking at the hundreds of thousands of humans enslaved by the Ancient God beasts:

"I am already old and decrepit, unable to bear seeing my compatriots displaced and the people of the world in distress; this ambition has never diminished due to old age!"

Endless blood-colored light erupted from Yin Xue's body, surging out from the pores all over him, reflecting the heavens and earth in a desolate and gorgeous hue.

"What are you doing?!" Xia Hanzhou spoke hurriedly.

Yin Xue did not speak.

Within a radius of over a million miles, spanning three provinces.

Countless living beings sensed something and looked up toward the sky.

Strands of indescribable emotion emerged from the depths of their hearts.

This was a summoning, a bearing.

Someone was willing to bear the wishes of the world's living people to slash at the enemy of malice!

"Kill!"

A young child received the resonance, coming into contact with Yin Xue's current grief and anger.

"Kill!" A youth roared low, howling at the sky.

"Kill!" An old man, feeling a sudden burst of youthful madness, clenched his fists tight.

"Kill, kill, kill!!!"

Countless shouts of "kill" rang out, shocking the heavens and earth, binding together as they burst forth.

Within the three provinces, countless flames of light flickered and rose into the firmament.

On the dragon's back, Xia Hanzhou looked behind him.

He saw that in the distant horizon, points of light suddenly lit up in succession, and countless streams of mental power rushed over like a meteor shower.

Yin Xue spread his arms, his sleeves billowing, and asked the heavens and earth aloud:

"I ask the vast world!

Can these old bones of mine bear the hopes of hundreds of millions of living beings?"

Mental power that pierced the heavens erupted from his body, surging and indescribable.

The streams of light converging from the three provinces condensed behind Yin Xue.

Immediately, they formed the faces of thousands of living beings—farmers, women and children, soldiers—in the air, their prayers appearing and disappearing.

Occupying the firmament, boundless and limitless!

Clap!

Yin Xue pressed his palms together, his turbid eyes flashing with angry light.

"Form sword!"

Hum!

A long sword condensed from the will of all living beings slowly took shape.

Scorching the heavens and burning the earth, brilliant and flaming!

Yin Xue took a step forward, his body floating in the void, facing the boundless world of malice head-on.

"This old man cannot wait for 'right away'; this old man will now, for the people of the world, slash the malice with my sword!"

In an instant!

Boom!

Yin Xue's figure vanished, transforming into a blinding stream of light as he charged toward the World of Malice.

Then, it was seen.

This sword strike traversed the void, erupting with the most brilliant, most ultimate killing intent.

In a flash, it reached the edge of the black mist of malice, splitting the endless void; time froze, and the malice dissipated!

This was the wish of all the living people under heaven, and the blood of fury from Yin Xue.

The world began to tremble, and under the gaze of the world's people, only that point of extreme, piercing radiance remained.

Screech!

A sharp, shrill cry resounded.

The Three-Headed Dragon's originally coiled body actually retreated at this moment.

A massive, mountain-like Ancient Divine Beast was dragged by its dragon tail and held in front of it.

Yin Xue soared into the air, his white hair wild and spread, his fury boundless; he raised a single arm, his two fingers forming a sword.

Fall!

"Slash!"

Hum!

Darkness!

The light for tens of thousands of miles vanished, leaving only endless darkness between heaven and earth.

And within this endless darkness, a point of light flashed and pierced through.

Screech!

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a flash of light that appeared and then vanished.

Hum!

The color of blood occupied the firmament.

Heaven and earth wept blood; an Eighth-Rank had fallen!

The massive Ancient Divine Beast that had been dragged by the Three-Headed Dragon King's tail let out a shriek before completely turning into ashes and dissipating.

And the moment the sword light brushed past one of the Three-Headed Dragon King's heads, it fell off.

Screech!!!

Within the entire expanse of the black mist of malice, the Two-Headed Dragon King's earth-shattering wail resounded.

Yin Xue stood alone in the void, a crack appearing on his physical body, and his head of white hair fell out in rustling clumps the next instant.

In a single moment, he had aged several decades.

He opened his eyes with difficulty and parted his withered lips, feeling somewhat disappointed and somewhat incredulous.

He had not expected that this sword strike would only slay an Eighth-Rank Ancient Divine Beast instead of annihilating the Three-Headed Dragon King.

His eyelids drooped, and his cloudy pupils lost their focus.

The next moment, he began to fall.

Hum!

A claw formed from the power of blood and Qi reached out and grabbed Yin Xue back.

Xia Hanzhou's blood and Qi avatar looked at Yin Xue with a sigh; everyone was shocked by the scene that had just occurred.

Upon the earth, living beings cheered, and some wept with joy.

Because the Eighth-Rank Ancient Divine Beast had fallen.

Yin Xue, however, was listless, sitting on the dragon's back.

He had condensed this sword strike to execute the Three-Headed Dragon King, not to kill an ordinary Eighth-Rank Ancient Divine Beast.

Just a little bit more.

Just a little bit more.

His aura grew increasingly twilight-like, and his life was draining away rapidly.

One of his eyes slowly closed, while the other stubbornly remained forced open, his lips murmuring:

"Frost'er... Ming'er..."

He was going to die.

He only wanted to see his daughter and grandson before he died.

"No!" the Longevity King exclaimed, striking out with one hand, his own unique Longevity Ten Thousand Years blood and Qi surging into Yin Xue's body to extend his life.

Screech!!!

The Two-Headed Dragon King's shriek was still resounding.

"Lowly beast!!!"

It roared sharply:

"Yin Xue!!!"

Rumble!

Its massive body rolled continuously within the World of Malice, shattering patches of land and mountains.

Screech!!!

"Yin Xue!!!"

It roared in extreme fury:

"Do you want to see your daughter and grandson?!"

Endless resentment erupted, and a gigantic dragon claw reached out from the black mist.

Malice permeated the dragon claw, and sludge flowed over it.

As the dragon claw slowly opened.

A pile of things, corroded by malice and unrecognizable, appeared before the eyes of the world.

"Come, take a look!

Which one is your daughter, and which one is your grandson?!"

In an instant.

Everyone looked toward that dragon claw.

The next instant, Xia Hanzhou's eyes were blood-red, and the white hair of the Longevity King scattered wildly.

Blood light erupted from the body of the Blood Sword Saint.

Yin Xue's body was hunched, his forcibly opened eyes staring with all his might.

That was a pile of human heads corroded by malice; their features were blurred, making it impossible to see their outlines clearly.

But there was one.

No...

Two.

The other eye that Yin Xue had originally kept closed slowly opened, and he sat slumped on the dragon's back, watching.

"Ah..."

A short, sharp sound was squeezed out from his throat.

A rattling sound came from the old man's throat, like the mournful cry of a trapped beast.

The next moment.

"Ah Ah Ah!!!!"

An endless, desperate, and furious roar erupted from Yin Xue's mouth, echoing continuously, carrying unimaginable misery and sorrow.

Those were the heads of Yin Qingshuang and Yin Youming.

"Seeking death!"

A military guard roared, flew into the sky, and opened his mouth wide.

The one hundred thousand Evil-Exterminating Army soldiers were all gnashing their teeth in fury.

Inside the Longevity Myriad-Year Cauldron, Li Zhiyi's eyes opened.

Golden light surged in the depths of his eyes, and endless rage sprouted in his heart.

Yin Youming, that was a Second-Rank Star General who had assisted him before the Divine General Chen Yan and followed him after the Divine General Chen Yan.

Yin Qingshuang was a comrade-in-arms who had shared hardships with him, entrusted life and death to him, and written immortality together.

Inside Li Zhiyi's body, a new will of destruction was still growing.

Yet he had already stood up.

"It is my fault, it is my fault!"

He chanted heavily.

The next moment.

Boom!

The heaven and earth outside changed suddenly!

The scales of the Will Golden Dragon stood on end, and its dragon whiskers flowed like molten lava.

A red-gold vortex with a diameter of ten thousand meters was torn open in the clouds above Tui Province.

Crack, crack, crack!!!

A shattering sound echoed.

Amidst Yin Xue's shrill, mournful wails, the Longevity Myriad-Year Cauldron suddenly exploded.

The heaven and earth fell silent.

The fragments of the shattered Longevity Myriad-Year Cauldron froze in the void, and a pair of long, slender legs stepped out.

Ten thousand streams of golden-red light drifted in the mid-sky, piercing the eyes of the world.

"Beast!"

A hoarse voice, cold to the extreme and containing endless rage, echoed.

Boom!

The firmament of Tui Province suddenly collapsed, and a red-gold vortex with a diameter of ten thousand meters unfolded behind Li Zhiyi.

The world turned upside down, shaking the human realm!

The aura of world-destruction spread continuously, suppressing countless living beings.

Li Zhiyi's voice was cold to the extreme, bone-chilling to the extreme.

As he took a step forward.

His body, like the great sun, had already appeared before the Two-Headed Dragon King.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!!!

The malice within a radius of ten thousand miles was corroded by the power of his will, completely dissipating and turning into a clear sky.

The Two-Headed Dragon King's body was still coiled between heaven and earth, but because the surrounding malice had vanished, its full form appeared before the world.

Compared to its massive body, Li Zhiyi was extremely small.

But that physical body, carrying the radiance of the great sun, was like a world suppressing itself before it.

In an instant, the Two-Headed Dragon King's dragon eyes shrank wildly; struck directly by this scorching flame, it felt its own soul being suppressed and its very existence about to be erased.

Terror!

Great terror!

It could not speak.

Only to see that person raise a fist.

And then bring it down!

Like a bolt of crimson-gold lightning tearing through heaven and earth!

Wherever the fist light passed, the world of malice shattered like paper!

Boom!

The massive head exploded, turning into black mist filling the sky!

This punch.

Instant annihilation!