Chapter 1622

Boom!

Ximen Wudi's entire body blazed with Jin Guang as he swung a sacred artifact, slashing at the old man's chest and abdomen, sending him stumbling backward.

Ximen Wudi pressed his advantage, delivering a Nine Catastrophes Burn Heaven Palm straight to the old man's forehead.

The old man reacted swiftly, immediately activating a defensive divine art—a shimmering white light shield enveloping his body.

Plos!

Ximen Wudi's palm shattered the old man's light shield, then slammed into his cheek.

Crack!

A sharp slap echoed—the old man's head tilted sideways, one tooth spitting out.

Yet this old man was a Nirvana Peak expert; even severely wounded, he still had strength to resist.

Ximen Wudi did not stop, unleashing consecutive punches into the old man's chest.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

1378 slammed violently into the old man's thorax

The punch force hammered the old man's thorax, sending him flying dozens of zhang backward, yet gray-white energy surged across his body's surface, halting Ximen Wudi's further assault.

"Boy, who are you? How do you know such a Gao Jie secret art!" the old man roared, clutching his chest.

"Guess?" Ximen Wudi taunted.

"I know now—you're the one who destroyed the Forbidden Array of the Chaotic Ximen Xinghai! You're still alive!" the old man exclaimed in shock.

"You recognize that array?" Ximen Wudi's mind stirred—he retracted the Chaotic True Fire and the Saint King's skeleton, dispelled his concealment, and restored his true face.

After a moment of scrutiny, the old man gritted his teeth: "It really is you, you damned bastard—you stole our Chaos Alliance's treasures and destroyed our array's Gu Jinzhi!"

"I didn't just destroy your Chaos Alliance's array's Gu Jinzhi—I seized nearly the entire Chaos Alliance, including your son and grandson."

"Where's my son? Where's my grandson?" the old man cried anxiously.

"Heh—heh, your precious grandson has defected to me. Your precious son? He's been dead for ages. After he died, your precious grandson became your daughter-in-law. When I first saw her, she was so gentle and beautiful—hmm, it brought back memories of the old days!"

Ximen Wudi smiled sweetly: "What's your grandson's name? What does he look like? You've probably forgotten, haven't you?"

"Little brat!"

The old man, consumed by rage, shouted and summoned two divine artifacts, hurling them at Ximen Wudi.

Both artifacts were Mid-Grade Divine Artifacts, yet highly sentient—upon release, they unleashed overwhelming might, churning the heavens and clouds.

"Though these two treasures are Mid-Grade Divine Artifacts, their quality pales beside the Chaotic Slayer Spear. My Chaotic Slayer Blade is a Supreme-Grade Divine Artifact—I have no reason to fear them. Let's see how much weight your two Mid-Grade Divine Artifacts truly carry."

Ximen Wudi sneered coldly, drawing forth the Chaotic Slayer Spear and activating its special ability—ribbons of silver lightning wove around it.

"Crush him!"

With Ximen Wudi's roar, the Chaotic Slayer Spear shot forth.

Shiiii—shiiii—shiiii…

In an instant, the Chaotic Slayer Spear transformed into hundreds of silver spear shadows, raining down upon the old man like a storm.

The old man remained calm, his two divine swords weaving and spinning, blocking before him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A barrage of explosions followed—the old man, despite wielding two Mid-Grade Divine Artifacts, was still struck by a single silver spear tip to the chest, flung hundreds of meters away before barely regaining his footing.

"Such a ruthless weapon! Such a ferocious aura!" the old man gasped in awe.

Ximen Wudi said nothing—he blurred forward, sweeping the spear horizontally at the old man's neck.

Ting! Teng! Teng!

The old man's two divine swords were no ordinary tools—they blocked Ximen Wudi's Chaotic Slayer Spear.

Yet the Chaotic Slayer Spear's power was immense—the old man, even with all his strength, could not withstand it.

The Chaotic Slayer Spear swept upward, and the old man's storage ring slipped from his wrist.

"You wretched brat, may you die a cursed death! I curse you to never rise again!"

The old man roared, retreating swiftly and hurling the other Mid-Grade Divine Artifact. "Boy, who are you? How do you know such a Gao Jie secret art!" the old man roared, clutching his chest.

"Guess?" Ximen Wudi taunted.

"I know now—you're the one who destroyed the Forbidden Array of the Chaotic Ximen Xinghai! You're still alive!" the old man exclaimed in shock.

"You recognize that array?" Ximen Wudi's mind stirred—he retracted the Chaotic True Fire and the Saint King's skeleton, dispelled his concealment, and restored his true face.

After a moment of scrutiny, the old man gritted his teeth: "It really is you, you damned bastard—you stole our Chaos Alliance's treasures and destroyed our array's Gu Jinzhi!"

"I didn't just destroy your Chaos Alliance's array's Gu Jinzhi—I seized nearly the entire Chaos Alliance, including your son and grandson."

"Where's my son? Where's my grandson?" the old man cried anxiously.

"Heh—heh, your precious grandson has defected to me. Your precious son? He's been dead for ages. After he died, your precious grandson became your daughter-in-law. When I first saw her, she was so gentle and beautiful—hmm, it brought back memories of the old days!"

Ximen Wudi smiled sweetly: "What's your grandson's name? What does he look like? You've probably forgotten, haven't you?"

"Little brat!"

The old man, consumed by rage, shouted and summoned two divine artifacts, hurling them at Ximen Wudi.

Both artifacts were Mid-Grade Divine Artifacts, yet highly sentient—upon release, they unleashed overwhelming might, churning the heavens and clouds.

"Though these two treasures are Mid-Grade Divine Artifacts, their quality pales beside the Chaotic Slayer Spear. My Chaotic Slayer Blade is a Supreme-Grade Divine Artifact—I have no reason to fear them. Let's see how much weight your two Mid-Grade Divine Artifacts truly carry."

Ximen Wudi sneered coldly, drawing forth the Chaotic Slayer Spear and activating its special ability—ribbons of silver lightning wove around it.

"Crush him!"

With Ximen Wudi's roar, the Chaotic Slayer Spear shot forth.

Shiiii—shiiii—shiiii…

In an instant, the Chaotic Slayer Spear transformed into hundreds of silver spear shadows, raining down upon the old man like a storm.

The old man remained unhurried, two divine swords weaving and spiraling as he crossed them in front of himself to block.

Boom boom boom…

A burst of dense explosions followed one after another. Though the old man had two mid-grade divine artifacts to defend himself, he was still struck in the chest by a silver spear tip, his body sent flying sideways for several hundred meters before he barely managed to steady himself.

"What a domineering weapon, what a ferocious might!" The old man, Mu Mu, gasped in horror, unable to stop himself from sighing.

Ximen Wudi said nothing. His body flickered, he closed in, and swept his spear toward the old man's neck.

Clang clang clang…

The two divine swords in the old man's hands were no simple matter either—they actually blocked Ximen Wudi's Chaotic God-Slaying Spear.

But the might of the Chaotic God-Slaying Spear was tremendous beyond compare; no matter how hard the old man tried, he could not possibly withstand it.

The Chaotic God-Slaying Spear顺势 flicked upward, and the storage ring on the old man's wrist slipped from his hand.

"Damned brat, you'll die a horrible death. I curse you to never rise again for all eternity."

The old man cursed loudly, his body shooting backward at high speed, and he hurled out another mid-grade divine artifact.

Boom boom boom….

A burst of dense explosions followed one after another. Though the old man had two mid-grade divine artifacts to defend himself, he was still struck in the chest by a silver spear tip, his body sent flying sideways for several hundred meters before he barely managed to steady himself.

"What a domineering weapon, what a ferocious might!" The old man, Mu Mu, gasped in horror, unable to stop himself from sighing.

Ximen Wudi said nothing. His body flickered, he closed in, and swept his spear toward the old man's neck.

Clang clang clang…

Within three moves, the mid-grade divine sword in the old man's hand slipped from his grip. His face turned paper-white, and his aura grew faint to the extreme.

"Little beast, just kill me. I only ask that you leave me an intact corpse," the old man said bleakly.

"Do you think you're worthy?"

Ximen Wudi let out a cold laugh. He kicked the top of the old man's head, instantly stomping him flat; even his Nascent Soul failed to escape.

A generation's powerhouse fell, body and soul both annihilated.

Ximen Wudi's face was icy cold. Toward this sort of black sheep among the flock, he had never been merciful.

Ximen Wudi continued advancing forward, crossing battlefield after battlefield. Every cultivator of the Chaotic Ximen Xinghai he encountered was slaughtered without exception—none survived.