"Crack!"
Haotian's body was forcibly cleaved in two from head to toe, crimson blood blossoming into clusters of scarlet flowers. The sight was utterly gruesome. The curved streak of bloodlight passed through Haotian's body and continued cutting toward the distance. It took a long, long while before an endlessly stretching, perfectly smooth rift finally split open in the void.
"Hiss!"
Countless Heavenly Court cultivators and those watching from the shadows sucked in a breath, their hearts turning cold. It was too brutal. No one had expected Haotian, who had been so powerful and imposing just moments ago, to be cut in half in the blink of an eye.
Even Lao Zi and the other Sages were startled. That blade had undergone a qualitative change, surpassing the Quasi-Saint level. It was comparable to a Sage's strike.
"Hmph, he's not quite dead yet. Everyone, circulate your Magic Power and strike again. Let's reduce him to ashes so he can never be reborn!"
The blood-dripping demonic blade suddenly tilted, flashing with a cold streak of bloodlight. Faint weeping rang out once more as it abruptly slashed toward Haotian's divided body again.
Just then, a sudden change occurred. In the blink of an eye, six streams of Magic Power appeared out of thin air, instantly scattering the curved bloodlight just before it reached Haotian's ruined body. Then they swept up Haotian's remains and Yaochi and vanished at once, leaving everyone too stunned to react!
At that moment, the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Nuwa all looked displeased. Indeed, they had just acted together to save Haotian. But the problem was, they had been forced to do so. Otherwise, why would they rescue an ant who had dared to scheme against them? Recalling Hongjun's voice, which had suddenly sounded beside their ears, cold to