Endless sword qi filled the chaotic void. Under his control, it transformed into a rain of swords that poured down upon everyone.
Its speed, power, and might struck terror into their hearts.
The Third Heaven Saint Kings could barely cope, but the remaining low-level Saint Kings had no power to resist. They were pierced straight through by the sword qi, their souls scattering before they could even beg for mercy.
In the end, only a dozen or so Third Heaven Saint Kings barely survived. Though every one of them was wounded, they still refused to give up resisting.
Tianluo Saint King's strength was unfathomable, and no one could defeat him.
"We simply cannot deal with him," a Third Heaven Saint King said quietly.
Tianluo Saint King pondered briefly before ordering, "Everyone, unleash your soul attacks with all your strength. We must severely wound his soul!"
The other Saint Kings believed this method could work.
Although Wuji's defenses and offensive power were formidable, it would be difficult for him to withstand so many soul attacks.
The combined soul attacks of more than a dozen Third Heaven Saint Kings were enough to destroy, or even erase, any expert of the same realm.
No matter how powerful Wuji was, he could not contend against them all.
"Attack!" In an instant, countless soul attacks surged toward Wuji like a tidal wave.
Wuji was slightly stunned, then snorted coldly.
Before cultivating the Nine Revolutions Undying Art of Forging Will, these attacks might have been able to injure him. But now, he did not even consider them worth mentioning.
His Nine Revolutions of Will Forging had already reached the seventh revolution. To him, these attacks were nothing more than trivial nuisances.
Wuji's gaze sharpened as he swept his eyes contemptuously over the crowd. Then, he released