Chapter 660

As the God of War of the Wu tribe, the strongest existence under the Twelve Ancestral Wu, Xing Tian was naturally qualified to cultivate it.

Therefore, to a certain extent, Xing Tian was unkillable, unless his physical body and Primordial Spirit were completely obliterated.

Being stared at by Xing Tian's gaze, Haotian felt a chill in his heart and quickly said to Taishang Laojun:

"Laojun, take action quickly, suppress Xing Tian!"

Taishang Laojun took a deep look at Xing Tian, raised his hand, and a divine chain of laws suddenly appeared, firmly binding Xing Tian.

Seeing that the overall situation was settled.

Haotian's tense heart finally relaxed, and he laughed loudly, saying quite arrogantly:

"Xing Tian, Audacious Xuanyuan, no matter how powerful you are, what can you do?"

"Aren't you still going to be suppressed by this Emperor?"

"Someone, drag them down!"

"All Wu tribe and human cultivators are to be sent to the Execution Platform, their immortal bones extracted, and suppressed and killed by heavenly thunder."

Audacious Xuanyuan stared fixedly at Haotian and Taishang Laojun, his heart filled with hatred and anger.

He did not expect that the situation, which should have been a crushing victory, would fail because of Taishang Laojun.

At this moment, an ice-cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Brat Haotian, daring to slaughter my human cultivators, who gave you the guts?"

As the voice fell, a hundred-zhang-long ruler shot out.

Taishang Laojun's physical body was directly pierced, blood mist sprayed across the sky, and his face became extremely pale.

"Lin Xia!"

Taishang Laojun looked up at the firmament.

He saw the clouds and winds changing above the clouds, and the vast golden light connected into one, covering the entire void.

Dao rhymes circled, and immortal clouds gathered.

A handsome youth stood on the immortal clouds, his gaze stern.

Haotian's laughter also stopped abruptly, his expression completely frozen.

Dead memories suddenly began to attack him.

The fear of being dominated by Lin Xia once again surged into his heart.

It could be said that if it weren't for Lin Xia, he wouldn't have been such a spineless Heavenly Emperor!

"Holy Venerable! It's the Holy Venerable!"

"The Holy Venerable is here, great, we are saved!"

Seeing Lin Xia appear, the human race was in an uproar.

Thousands of human cultivators looked at Lin Xia's figure, kneeling down one after another, their faces filled with excitement.

"Please, Holy Venerable, preside over justice for us."

Audacious Xuanyuan's heart was agitated; he stepped forward and said loudly:

"Holy Venerable, brat Haotian slaughtered the Human Emperor's son and schemed against our human race; his various actions are extremely vicious."

"Please, Holy Venerable, make the decision."

Lin Xia's status in the hearts of all human beings was supreme, unmatched by anyone.

As long as Lin Xia was there, the human race would not suffer any injustice.

This concept had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of countless human holy spirits.

Therefore, seeing Lin Xia appear, the human cultivators felt relieved and inspired.

"Taishang, you are helping the tyrant, assisting Haotian, and scheming against our human race; now that things have come to this, what else do you have to say?"

Lin Xia said lightly.

His voice was indifferent, carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

Although the voice was not loud, it carried a terrifying lethality; Taishang Laojun felt as if his Primordial Spirit were about to shatter.

As a Saint's good corpse, for the first time, deep fear surged in his heart.

Because he sensed the threat of death.

Although he was a Saint's good corpse, theoretically he could be immortal.

But if Lin Xia wanted to slay him and make him disappear from the world, it might just be a matter of a thought.

After all, Lin Xia was an existence that could rival the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

"This is my fault, please forgive me, Holy Venerable; the old Daoist is willing to apologize."

Taishang Laojun said quickly.

As soon as the words fell, Taishang Laojun took out a gourd of Nine-Turn Golden Pills that he had treasured for a long time and were extremely precious, as well as a top-grade innate magic treasure.

Although these things were precious, compared to his own life, they obviously didn't count for much.

Lin Xia's expression softened slightly; he accepted the treasures and then looked at Haotian.

Just from a single gaze, Haotian felt as if his body had instantly frozen.

His magic power was difficult to mobilize even a fraction.

His cultivation dissipated completely, as if he had become a mortal.

This made great terror surge in his heart; he looked at Lin Xia and said with a fierce expression but a weak heart:

"Lin Xia, could it be that you also want to interfere with the order of the Heavenly Court?"

"If the Dao Ancestor knows you are so reckless, he will surely not spare you lightly!"

Haotian knew that Lin Xia was lawless and didn't even put the will of the Heavenly Dao in his eyes, so he directly brought out Hongjun, wanting to deter Lin Xia.

Lin Xia sneered.

"Self-inflicted sins are the hardest to live with!"

"Haotian, your luck has run out, and this position of Heavenly Emperor should be yielded."

"Audacious Xuanyuan!"

"Here!"

The Yellow Emperor understood, his figure erupted, holding the Audacious Xuanyuan Sword, he swung it into the air, slashing out a ten-thousand-zhang-long sword light.

Divine blood sprayed out, and Haotian was instantly separated from his body, his head soaring into the sky.

The Yellow Emperor kicked out, directly stepping on Haotian's corpse.

"Haotian schemed against the human race, his crime deserves death!"

"Brat Haotian, you deserve to die!"

Xing Tian moved, holding the giant axe Ganche, swinging it repeatedly, directly hacking Haotian's corpse into eight pieces.

For a time, in the Tiangong, blood energy soared into the sky, and the smell of blood was extremely thick.

The heavenly gods were pale, trembling, and speechless, almost scared to the point of wetting their pants.

And Haotian's lackey, Taibai Jinxing, had his body go soft like a puddle of water, collapsing directly to the ground.

They would never have thought that the gatekeeping boy of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, the Heavenly Emperor Haotian recognized by the will of the Heavenly Dao.

Would one day be hacked to death alive in this Tiangong.

This human race and Wu tribe were too arrogant; were they not afraid of the Dao Ancestor's wrath?

However, looking at all this, Lin Xia's expression was calm, as if nothing had happened.

Perhaps he would have worried about the will of the Heavenly Dao in the past.

But with the rise of humanity, the human race and the Heavenly Dao had long stood on opposite sides.

He and Hongjun had also long since torn their faces apart.

Therefore, there was no need to hesitate at all.

Rather than waiting for Hongjun to take action to imprison the Human Emperor and curb the human race's luck, it was better to slaughter the brat Haotian first, just as a greeting gift for the other party.

Audacious Xuanyuan ignored the gazes of the gods, picked up Haotian's head, and directly announced it to the Honghuang with the Great Dao Profound Sound.

"Brat Haotian, scheming against our human race, despicable and shameless, unworthy of being the Heavenly Emperor; today this Emperor has slain him, hereby announcing it to all living beings to prove that the human race cannot be bullied."

Audacious Xuanyuan was a generation of heroic masters, so his actions were naturally swift and decisive; since he had decided to do it, he would not have any hesitation.

Slaying Haotian, although contrary to the will of the Heavenly Dao, would attract criticism from all living beings.

But he didn't care.

And it was just the right time to re-establish the prestige of the human race to deter the myriad races of the Honghuang.

As the profound sound fell, the entire 3.3 Honghuang was completely shaken.

Heaven and earth were in an uproar, and all living beings were shaken.