Chapter 697: Those who cross this line die, stone tablet suppression, absolute kill of the last Huanggu Shengti!

Banners fluttered, killing intent soared!

The ten-thousand-man Cang Clan team was like a pitch-black long dragon, crossing the firmament of the Desolate Star.

Among them were over a hundred young Cang Clan prodigies, as well as Cang Clan Saint Kings and Great Saint powerhouses.

This power was nothing to an immortal force.

But for the currently declining Great Desolate Village and Ancient Sacred Hall, it was undoubtedly a destructive force.

On the Ancient Sacred Hall side, Wu Hu looked up at the firmament, watching the mighty and surging ten-thousand-man army.

His murky eyes were calm and indifferent.

No wariness, no fear.

Perhaps in the dictionary of the Ancient Huanggu Shengti, there was no such word as fear.

"That is, the Cang Clan people!"

The rest of the Great Desolate villagers also noticed the mighty army coming from above the firmament.

Fighting intent was like a prairie fire, killing intent filled the sky!

"What's going on? Is the Cang Clan going to have a great decisive battle?"

"Did he really want to destroy my Great Desolate Village?"

Some Great Desolate villagers clenched their fists, their eyes revealing a ruthless look of being forced into a dead end.

Things had already reached this point, and the Cang Clan still wouldn't let them go!

"You all, retreat behind me!" Wu Hu shouted.

Nearly a thousand villagers retreated into the Ancient Sacred Hall involuntarily.

The north wind whistled, yellow sand fluttered.

Wu Hu stood alone in front of the Ancient Sacred Hall.

He had an ordinary appearance, stubble, messy black hair, and wore old, dilapidated grey clothes.

He looked like a frustrated middle-aged ascetic in the mortal world.

His hands and feet were shackled, and his shoulder blades were pierced by chains.

On his back, he carried a stone tablet set by his former Tyrant Body enemy to humiliate him.

It could be said that if one didn't know Wu Hu's identity, no one would think he was a Huanggu Shengti.

"I am the shame of the Huanggu Shengti lineage. Now, let me emit my last bit of light and heat..." Wu Hu murmured in his heart.

On this side, the Cang Clan team finally arrived, ten thousand people standing on the firmament, like heavenly soldiers and divine generals.

Conversely, on the Ancient Sacred Hall side, only Wu Hu stood alone, like a monument.

"Loser, where is that Jun Xiaoyao?" In the Cang Clan team, an old man stood out and said coldly.

He was the Fifth Elder of the Cang Clan, a Great Saint Realm powerhouse.

He did not address Wu Hu, but called him a loser.

Wu Hu was silent.

"Hehe, just a loser defeated by the predecessor Tyrant Body, a prisoner, and you dare to show this attitude?" The Sixth Elder of the Cang Clan sneered.

"Today, I will not have any more forbearance. Retreat, or... fight!" Wu Hu's tone was cold.

Things had reached this point; there was no room for any relaxation.

Wu Hu's forbearance before was for the Great Desolate Village, for Ning Chen and the siblings, to leave a spark.

But now, with Jun Xiaoyao here, the Huanggu Shengti lineage would naturally not decline.

So he didn't need to forbear anything anymore.

"You've become tough. Aren't you afraid we'll slaughter these Great Desolate villagers?" The Fifth Elder of the Cang Clan sneered.

"Loser, move aside now and let us enter the Ancient Sacred Hall to investigate, and my Cang Clan can spare your dog life," the Sixth Elder of the Cang Clan said casually.

Wu Hu's pupils bloomed with cold electricity, his killing intent bone-chilling.

He waved one hand, and a horizontal line was drawn in front of the Ancient Sacred Hall.

"Those who cross this line, die!"

A single word "die" stirred the wind and clouds, and the heavens and earth changed color.

The killing intent was like a cold wind, piercing into the bone marrow!

"Bold! A mere loser dares to threaten like this. Kill them for me!" The Fifth Elder of the Cang Clan did not hesitate anymore and waved his hand, the ten-thousand-man Cang Clan army shouting in unison.

The sound shook the heavens and earth!

The great battle began.

Densely packed figures rushed toward Wu Hu alone.

In this ten-thousand-man army, the weakest were in the Heavenly God Realm.

There were many in the Dao God Realm and Quasi-Saint Realm.

Taken individually, they might not be very strong.

But with ten thousand people attacking together, that destructive power was enough to shake the heavens and earth, making even Great Saints feel their scalps tingle.

Wu Hu also took action, but because he was wearing chains, his range of movement was only around the Ancient Sacred Hall.

He punched out, vast blood energy surging, transforming into a golden long dragon that crossed out.

Puchi!

Blood splashed, and there was the sound of bones breaking.

Over a hundred Cang Clan soldiers had their bodies explode directly, turning into blood dregs.

This combat power made some people's eyelids jump.

"Damn it, this Huanggu Shengti is truly evil. We took so much Huanggu Shengti essence blood before, and now he's still so full of life," the Sixth Elder of the Cang Clan muttered.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a cornered beast fighting. Don't forget, we also brought that thing," the Fifth Elder of the Cang Clan didn't care at all.

In his view, this was just a playful massacre.

And by now, there were also densely packed cultivators watching from afar.

Looking over, thousands of cultivators on the Desolate Star were all gathered, watching this battle from afar.

There were also ancient path prodigies who came from the Starry Sky Ancient City, such as Ji Qingyi, Sheng Huang Xuan Yi, Ruying, and others, who all came to this place to watch.

"Is that also a Huanggu Shengti? But why does he feel a bit miserable?" Ruying's beautiful eyes condensed, somewhat surprised.

In her imagination, even if the Huanggu Shengti lineage declined, it wouldn't be reduced to this, right?

"Jun Xiaoyao, where are you?" Ji Qingyi's clear eyes flowed, not seeing Jun Xiaoyao's figure.

Logically speaking, being of the same Ancient Huanggu Shengti, with Jun Xiaoyao's personality, he shouldn't just sit idly by.

This also aroused the doubts of other ancient path prodigies.

"Why isn't the Jun Clan Divine Son here? If he were here, the situation wouldn't be like this."

"Could it be that he's a coward?"

"That's impossible. The Jun Clan Divine Son's domineering nature is well-known. He wouldn't be afraid of a Cang Clan."

"Then why isn't he appearing now?"

"Maybe he has something to do."

Many prodigies and cultivators were discussing.

On this side, the Cang Clan soldiers also learned to be smart.

Wu Hu could only move within the range of the Ancient Sacred Hall, and even if he used means, the range would not be too large.

They only needed to release magical powers and moves from the periphery to consume his strength.

This method, although not very glorious, was very practical.

As time passed, the vigorous blood energy on Wu Hu also began to weaken.

He himself didn't have much blood energy, and most of the Huanggu Shengti essence blood in his body had been plundered by the Cang Clan.

The remaining small half had also been subtly integrated into Ning Chen and Little Xuanyan's bodies.

It could be said that Wu Hu now was squeezing out every drop of Huanggu Shengti essence blood in his body, exerting his remaining heat.

"No need to delay, use that move," the Sixth Elder of the Cang Clan said.

The Fifth Elder of the Cang Clan nodded slightly, took out a rune stone, and then poured his magic power into it.

Instantly, the stone tablet carried on Wu Hu's back shook violently.

The eight characters "Walking alone through the universe, Dominating the firmament" released dazzling brilliance.

A terrifying power of suppression and gravity descended instantly.

Puchi!

Almost instantly, Wu Hu spat out a mouthful of blood, his body half-kneeling on the ground.

"Wu Hu lord!"

Inside the Sacred Hall, Ning Chen, Little Xuanyan, Ning Defa, and a group of Great Desolate villagers all exclaimed.

"Kill!"

The Fifth Elder of the Cang Clan waved his hand.

A group of Great Saint and Elder Elder Shengren Wang-level Cang Clan elders all took action.

They wanted to absolutely kill this sorrowful last generation of Huanggu Shengti! ===== CHAPTER 698 =====