Chapter 1450

The blood-colored beast had its skull smashed outright.

This caused everyone's eyes to fill with astonishment.

Clearly, no one had expected such a scene to unfold.

The Saint King of the Xuehesheng Sect, however, cried out in unwillingness.

"Han Emperor, I remember you."

"Once I regain my strength, I will make you beg for death but be denied it!"

The voice rang out, carrying icy murderous intent.

Yet Ximen Wudi wore a look of utter contempt.

Then, slowly, he spoke.

"You, of all people, dare aspire to become the Supreme? What delusion!"

As he spoke, the God-Slaying Spear in his hand slashed out a brilliant arc.

He prepared to press the advantage and slay the Xuehesheng Saint King.

After all, the opponent could be counted as a tremendous achievement.

Yet just as Ximen Wudi moved to act—

From within the Xuehesheng Sect, another roar erupted.

"Stop!"

Instantly, endless black mist spread outward.

Within it stood countless powerful figures.

Each of these individuals was towering in stature, radiating terrifying aura.

Especially the one at the very front.

He wore blood-stained armor and held a long spear.

The aura emanating from his entire body—

Was utterly horrifying.

Ximen Wudi's pupils contracted sharply.

For he sensed the other's cultivation level.

It was none other than the Chaos Supreme Realm.

Such a figure, even among major factions, was among the top-tier experts.

Realizing this, Ximen Wudi halted his movement.

He stared ahead.

Meanwhile, the ancestral elder of the Xuehesheng Sect now glared with utter darkness.

"Han Emperor, you dare destroy my Xuehesheng Sect? You deserve to die!"

As his words fell, his body lunged straight at Ximen Wudi.

His weapon whirled, releasing boundless energy.

He would no longer delay, for the entity within the Blood Sea Abyss was about to awaken.

If he did not capture Ximen Wudi before that being awoke—

His Xuehesheng Sect would be in grave danger.

Such a thing must not happen under any circumstances.

"Kill!"

Hearing the sound, Ximen Wudi's eyes flashed with a savage glare.

At this moment, he seemed to have descended into madness.

His eyes burned crimson.

The God-Slaying Spear in his hand thrust forward directly.

"Ding!"

A crisp collision rang out.

The Xuehesheng Saint King was flung backward outright.

His body shot through the air.

Yet Ximen Wudi showed no mercy whatsoever.

"Bang!"

He kicked out.

The Xuehesheng Saint King was instantly blasted away.

His body slammed into the Ancient Demon City.

The demon tower was smashed through outright.

"Hu la!"

The city's defenders surged out en masse.

Their eyes gleamed with excitement.

This was their Saint King—none had expected even the Xuehesheng Saint King to be no match.

Yet the leader of the Xuehesheng Sect's eyes filled with horror.

Ximen Wudi's power was far too bizarre.

I have already reached the peak of Saint Realm Eighth Layer.

He was only a single step away from breaking through.

However, after fighting Ximen Wudi, he discovered.

That he actually couldn't gain any advantage.

At this moment, a look of fear even appeared in his eyes.

And right at this moment.

The Blood River Holy King walked over once again.

"Han Emperor, you dare to harm the Holy Lord—today I will surely make you fall!"

As his voice fell, a dense blood light erupted from his body.

The longsword in his hand was swung out in an instant.

"Hiss!"

As bursts of air-tearing sounds rang out.

At this moment, heaven and earth were utterly silent.

Then, a look of excitement appeared in the Blood River Holy King's eyes.

He felt that his own strength was increasing.

In the span of a short time, he had already transcended the first level of Ancestor Hongmeng Supreme.

Moreover, as time went on, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As long as he could slay the opponent, the benefits he would gain would be enormous.

Even the others all around were no exception.

However, just when he thought he was about to succeed.

Ximen Wudi's voice rang out at this moment.

"You want to raise yourself by devouring others' strength.

You're truly daydreaming!"

His voice was ice-cold, carrying threads of chill.

Then, the God-Slaying Spear in his hand instantly transformed into a length of hundreds of millions of zhang.

Then, he brought it down directly.

"Boom—!"

The entire heaven and earth were shaking at this moment.

The Blood River Holy King could barely dodge in time.