Zheya's Soul-Devouring Myriad Resentments attack contained the might of a Saint's soul attack, enough to effortlessly shred the soul body of any Quasi-Saint!
Once unleashed, years of accumulated brewing would be drained in a single stroke.
Even though Chen Xuan's Primordial Chaos Dragon Soul had endured countless battles and tempering, it could not withstand that bone-eroding, terrifying killing intent of death. Its core was directly breached...
"Wooooo!"
An incomparably shrill howl rang out, like the unwilling mournful roar of a Saint before falling, erupting with an overwhelmingly powerful soul-killing intent!
"Roar!"
A wildly tyrannical dragon's roar suddenly erupted from within Chen Xuan, whose eyes had rolled white.
Immediately afterward, vast amounts of black-and-white mingled mist surged from his body, transforming into countless dragon shapes that coiled around him!
In an instant, an incomparably noble aura burst forth from Chen Xuan's body!
"Pfft!"
The soul attack of Soul-Devouring Myriad Resentments was shattered in an instant.
"Caw!..."
Zheya let out a terrified shriek. His fourteen wings flapped wildly as he tried to flee.
But he was still one step too slow...
Chen Xuan abruptly opened his eyes and pointed out in fury!
"Zheya, you nearly killed me, the Human Emperor... This is utterly unforgivable! Die!"
"Splurt!"
With Chen Xuan's pointing finger, an incomparably dazzling dragon-shaped beam shot from his fingertip. Zheya immediately let out a miserable scream as black feathers scattered through the air, leaving him in a wretched state.
"Impossible! The aura on your body... why is it so noble? How could it crush an attack from a Saint's remnant soul? This isn't real!"
Zheya was shocked and enraged, unable to accept such an outcome.
"Die!"
Chen Xuan's gaze turned icy as the Human Emperor Sword descended in a savage strike!
In truth, his heart was bleeding at that moment!
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