Chapter 2002

This Primordial Spirit weapon is a weapon that the Ghost Heng Quasi-Emperor has been refining for a long time.

It is formed by integrating the vengeful spirits of countless living beings from the myriad realm seas, a cursed instrument.

It is called the Soul-Losing Bell.

This is a rare great killer, used to curse the opponent's Primordial Spirit.

Now suddenly unleashed, whoever it is would be caught off guard.

"Winter..."

The Soul-Losing Bell rang, bursting forth with black soul waves, carrying cursed power.

Most of this power, in fact, fell upon Xiang Jun.

Only a small portion leaked out.

Even so, it caused some realm sea heaven's pride Primordial Spirits to tremble, their minds unstable, faces deathly pale.

"This is too terrifying..."

"Truly shameless, using strength to bully the weak, actually ambushing, unleashing such means."

Some also cursed in secret.

Ghost Heng Quasi-Emperor occupies the advantage of realm, yet his methods are still this base.

However, upon thinking of Xiang Jun's heaven-defying combat power that does not match his cultivation realm.

They also fell silent.

Ghost Heng Quasi-Emperor employing this yin stratagem seems also natural enough.

The terrifying soul waves invaded Xiang Jun's sea of consciousness Primordial Spirit, seeking to plant a curse, affecting his soul and spirit.

And Xiang Jun's figure also paused.

"Good opportunity..."

Seeing this, Ghost Heng Quasi-Emperor's eyes flashed.

This might be his only chance.

He directly gathered the terrifying divine power within his body, black mist rising and falling, desolate power converging, runes imprinted upon the heavens.

He pushed out with one palm, causing the void to cleanse and tremble, plowing out a great void rift.

This is his ultimate move, the Netherworld Heart-Destroying Palm, its might formidable.

It can be said that this palm, below Quasi-Emperor, almost no one can withstand.

Seeing this, many people present could not help but cry out in alarm.

Could it be that Xiang Jun is about to suffer defeat?

Just at this critical moment.

Xiang Jun's eyes suddenly shot forth cold light, the power of the Six Paths converging.

Accompanied by the power of millions of Sumeru worlds, transformed into an invincible fist, striking out horizontally!

"How could this be!"

Ghost Heng Quasi-Emperor was shocked beyond measure, Xiang Jun actually suffered no effect from the Soul-Losing Bell at all?

"Who told you I am only invincible in the flesh?"

Xiang Jun said coldly.

Being skilled only in one aspect, that is not called invincibility.

Xiang Jun is a six-sided warrior, invincible in all attributes.

Flesh, Primordial Spirit, talent, comprehension, unparalleled throughout the ages.

Just relying on this Soul-Losing Bell, a Primordial Spirit weapon, how could it possibly curse his three-lifetime Primordial Spirit?

Moreover, it is still the divine soul power of the Great Completion of the Sands of Ganges level.

"How could there be such a thing?"

Ghost Heng Quasi-Emperor's mindset is about to collapse.

He knows the innate holy body Dao fetus flesh is unparalleled, so he dare not clash head-on, using the Primordial Spirit weapon for a sneak attack.

As a result, Xiang Jun's Primordial Spirit cultivation is not inferior to his fleshly body.

This made Ghost Heng Quasi-Emperor completely unable to hold back.

Boom!

Xiang Jun, carrying the power of millions of Sumeru worlds and the Six Paths of Reincarnation, his fist's edge collided with Ghost Heng Quasi-Emperor's Netherworld Heart-Destroying Palm.

Ghost Heng Quasi-Emperor's striking arm shattered inch by inch!

Along with half his shoulder being pierced through, blood mist sprayed, bone fragments flying and splashing!

"Ah!"

Ghost Heng Quasi-Emperor let out a miserable howl, his heart shocked endlessly.

How can this fight continue?

He felt for the first time a sense of powerlessness.

Is this Xiang Jun still human, just an unreasonable anomaly, a freak, a monstrous genius!

Even Ghost Heng Quasi-Emperor fears him, regretting deeply in his heart, why did he come to stir up this muddy water.

But now, his regret is useless.

Xiang Jun directly employed the Fourth Seal of the Forbidden Immortal, Forbidden Space, sealing the surrounding space, preventing Ghost Heng Quasi-Emperor from escaping.

Gene Great Era

Afterwards, he again employed a move.

He condensed a seal in his hand.

Laws converged in the void, forming an illusory bell.

It was none other than the Bell of No End!

This seal was precisely the supreme art from the Emperor of No End's Scripture, the Seal of No End!

"This..."

Seeing this seal, Emperor Gui Heng was startled.

Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, he had heard it mentioned by his clansmen.

That was the peerless emperor who brought a great calamity upon the Black Calamity clans, claiming he could suppress them single-handedly.

He had also once performed a similar seal.

Moreover, they were all innate holy body Dao embryos.

Emperor Gui Heng dared not imagine.

He thought it must be a coincidence.

But in the next moment, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly spoke, transmitting his voice with a cold smile.

"Senior of No End, you once wished to suppress them all by your own power."

"Unfortunately, due to some unforeseen circumstances, you never succeeded."

"His dying wish was to completely pacify this era's Black Calamity."

"Let us begin with you."

Jun Xiaoyao, gripping the Seal of No End, struck downward to suppress and kill!

And his words left Emperor Gui Heng as if he had seen a ghost, utterly incredulous.

This young master of the Yun clan, could he truly be related to that one?

What on earth is going on?

Perhaps it involves some heaven-shaking great secret!

But he can no longer investigate further.

Jun Xiaoyao's six holy body phenomena, the Gate of Imperial Heaven, superimposed with the Seal of No End, the power of a million Sumeru worlds, all poured down.

Like the collapse of myriad ages, heaven and earth tilting, everything ceased to exist.

Emperor Gui Heng was directly blasted to death, not even a trace remaining.

And this speck of a world, due to Jun Xiaoyao's move, became utterly unstable, destined to collapse completely in no time.

Even if the world were about to perish.

Everyone's gaze still fell upon that white-clad, sword-wielding figure in the void.

No one could describe the mood of everyone at this moment.

It was a wordless shock from personally witnessing a legend.

Jun Xiaoyao said, today he would slay three emperors alone.

He did it.

So, who else is there?

Yun Xuanxu and others felt their spirits uplifted.

Yun Yusheng, Li Feiyan, Dan Tai Qingxuan, Dongfang Qingwu...

Those women, each with eyes full of devotion.

It was not that they were easily moved emotionally.

But rather, Jun Xiaoyao was too perfect.

"This guy is also too pervertedly strong..."

Gu Xiaoyu of the Ancient God Emperor Clan was also greatly shaken.

Thinking of how she once overestimated herself and challenged Jun Xiaoyao, she felt her cheeks burn.

And Huang Zhi, at this moment, also felt her chest rise and fall, unable to help muttering to herself.

"Now I understand why Yun Xi that girl constantly chants about her brother all day; it's truly hard not to love him."

As for Ji Yue, her expression was also very surprised, unlike her usual calm demeanor.

She suddenly felt, perhaps without realizing it, she had made a correct decision by following the right person.

Huangfu Jing of the Huangfu Emperor Clan even took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes trembling slightly, feeling incredulous.

Would her cousin be able to achieve such glorious feats?

She did not know.

Nor did she wish to think about it.

Unlike those excited heavenly prides from the Jiehai.

Jun Xiaoyao himself remained utterly calm, showing no joy or arrogance.

For although he said he had slain three emperors,

strictly speaking, it was a self-slain emperor, not a true emperor, and there was still a gap.

So, there was nothing worth boasting or being proud about.

At least for Jun Xiaoyao himself, it was not worth mentioning.

He swept his gaze and said: "Everyone, now is not the time to be excited; let us directly end this bloodbath."

Upon hearing Jun Xiaoyao speak, the heavenly prides of Jiehai reacted, their eyes filled with killing intent as they looked toward the heavenly pride of the Ba clan.

And the remaining heavenly prides of the Ba clan, each one felt as if they had fallen into an ancient ice cave, feeling cold from head to toe.

"Kill!"

"Slay this entire Ba clan!"

Under Jun Xiaoyao's exhilaration, the battle spirit of the heavenly pride of the Jiehai surged, seeking to encircle and annihilate the remaining heavenly pride of the Ba clan.

It is likely that after this bloodbath, the Ba clan will be able to feast as a whole clan.