Chapter 50: All Die, the Sigh of the God King

Thirty Supreme Powerhouses attacked together, simultaneously killing the White-Clothed God King.

This scene was extremely perilous.

With thirty Supreme Powerhouses joining forces, even if a Saint King were here, they might have to drink the cup of hatred on the spot.

Countless living beings of Beidou watched this scene, sighing in their hearts.

"Even if the God King of four thousand years ago were reborn, standing at his absolute peak, he would still have no way to deal with such powerful enemies."

The White-Clothed God King had too many enemies; even though his bearing was peerless, facing so many powerful foes, he had no solution.

More than thirty Peerless Great Experts struck, the radiance of the heavens pouring down, a vast expanse of white.

Carrying the Dao principles of Destruction and slaughter, they completely submerged the God King.

"No matter how peerless your grace or how you overshadow the world, today you shall die."

"Respectfully sending the God King on his way."

"Respectfully sending the God King on his way."

More than thirty Supreme Great Experts wove together terrifying Dao patterns, capable of suppressing and killing all enemies in the world; no one could block them.

Even a peerless God King would have to drink the cup of hatred on the spot.

One Extreme Emperor Weapon after another awakened, blocking the God King's helpers.

The White-Clothed God King belonged to four thousand years ago, and this World does not need a person from four thousand years ago.

"Kill! Take Jiang Taixu's head."

"Kill the White-Clothed God King."

The heavens and earth shook, and streaks of green light carrying peerless divine radiance went straight for Jiang Taixu's head.

If the White-Clothed God King were still the White-Clothed God King of four thousand years ago.

Even if he did not drink the cup of hatred on the spot, he would still be heavily injured.

It is a pity that they did not know, this White-Clothed God King before them.

His cultivation had already broken through to perfection, reaching the ultimate realm, reaching the extreme of the Great Dao.

In the eyes of the current White-Clothed God King, the attacks of this group of people were so powerless.

Like children holding sticks, swinging blades at an adult.

Jiang Taixu sighed faintly and said, "It is over."

Boundless brilliance shone forth from his body, and the firmament shook.

His sword-like brows stood erect, and two streaks of icy lightning shot from his gaze.

He was neither sad nor happy, his face carrying a kind of transcendent, saintly compassion.

It was as if he were not a person of the mortal world, but a cold yet compassionate deity walking upon the earth.

Jiang Taixu took a step, killing his way into the crowd alone, attacking without discrimination.

This is the peerless God King; even facing endless opponents, he remained unafraid, carrying a divine might that looked down upon the world.

He strolled as if in his own courtyard, then pinched a Great Expert to death.

Whether it was a young Saint Master, an undying old monster, or a surviving living fossil, none could block the White-Clothed God King's second move.

Vast pressure resounded throughout the entire heavens and earth.

Even deep among his enemies, the God King was as if in an uninhabited land.

Between heaven and earth, the God King's faint sigh rang out, playing a melody of a deity's sigh.

At this moment, the White-Clothed God King had merged with the Dao of heaven and earth, his incomparable pressure collapsing the void.

He seemed to be the most ancient deity walking out from the creation of the world, sighing faintly.

In an instant, it transformed into a Supreme heavenly sound.

It surged from all directions toward the enemies before him.

The thirty Supreme Great Experts felt their hair stand on end at this moment.

That ancient heavenly sound struck directly at their souls, intending to destroy their souls.

"Jiang Taixu, you cannot kill me! The ages are fleeting, the sea is boundless, hold for me!"

"I will absolutely not fall here; I will sing all the way, waiting for the Golden Age to descend, waiting for the Immortal Road to open, I will defy the heavens and become an immortal."

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Destroy for me! Destroy! Destroy!"

Fighting for their lives!

Fighting for their lives!

The thirty Great Experts attacked, never expecting that instead of killing Jiang Taixu, they would have to fight for their lives just to win a sliver of survival.

It is a pity that it was destined to be of no use.

They had no idea what kind of enemy they were facing.

Jiang Taixu did not even look at these enemies again; he turned directly and walked toward Caiyi Fairy.

And behind him, one Supreme Great Expert after another turned directly into dust under the heavenly sound.

Even fighting for their lives to resist that deity's sigh, it still had no effect.

"This is impossible, this is impossible! Jiang Taixu, how can you be this strong!"

"Jiang Taixu, I am willing to make amends, I am willing to retreat, spare my life!"

In the face of death, the various states of all living things were played out one by one.

They either wanted to flee, wanted to beg for mercy, or were in disbelief.

Regardless of the expression, these were already their final last words before death.

No one could block a deity's sigh; one Supreme Great Expert after another turned directly into dust under the heavenly sound, passing away with the wind, leaving no corpse behind.

This scene was too terrifying, simply unbelievable.

If one had not seen it with one's own eyes, no one would be able to believe it.

The setting sun shone upon the back of the White-Clothed God King, adding a touch of dreamlike color to him.

All the living beings watching the battle could not help but recall a sentence the White-Clothed God King had said before.

Four thousand years ago, I slaughtered you all like dogs.

Four thousand years later, I execute you all like blades of grass.

Is this the peerless God King?

This is a scene worthy of remaining in the world forever; the peerless God King used the God King's Sigh to bury thirty Great Powers.

Ruling over the world, invincible and unrestrained.

Even many years later, people still find it hard to forget this scene.

The White-Clothed God King who was invincible under the heavens four thousand years ago has returned.

He stepped upon the blood of over thirty legendary Great Powers, forging his own legend and declaring his return.

For four thousand years, that was the era when the White-Clothed God King looked down upon the world.

Four thousand years later, it remains the same.

Jiang Taixu looked at Caiyi Fairy and said gently, "Caiyi, I am taking you home; this time, I do not want to leave any regrets."

Four thousand years ago, caught in the dilemma between the grace of her master and her lover, Caiyi Fairy remained trapped within the Wanchu Sacred Ground.

She grew old all alone, waiting for Jiang Taixu for four thousand years.

Now that four thousand years have passed, Jiang Taixu does not want to leave any more regrets.

A beautiful face easily grows old, and youth easily passes away.

He has already lost Caiyi Fairy once, and he does not want to lose her a second time.

Caiyi Fairy wanted to say something, but this time Jiang Taixu appeared incomparably forceful.

"Caiyi, we have already missed four thousand years; we do not have another four thousand years."

Jiang Taixu spoke.

The words Caiyi Fairy wanted to say were all halted.

Yes, they have already missed four thousand years.

Four thousand years is too long; for some people, a whole lifetime is no more than four thousand years.

Do they still have another four thousand years?

No one knows.

But from this day forward, must they continue to miss out?

She spent the previous four thousand years guarding the Wanchu Sacred Ground, having already repaid the kindness of her master's sect.

Then, from now on, she should live for herself, right?

With tears faintly visible in her eyes, Caiyi Fairy said, "Alright, I will go with you."

Jiang Taixu carried Caiyi Fairy away.

Before leaving, he made a proclamation to the world.

"Whoever is dissatisfied may come and find me, Jiang Taixu, but whoever secretly plots against Caiyi, I will slaughter your entire clan."

Jiang Taixu left behind a forceful and overbearing warning.

Compared to four thousand years ago, this White-Clothed God King possessed an even greater murderous intent that he had not possessed before.

(End of this chapter)