"They all have to die!"
With Hanyu's thunderous roar, the enormous Fire Phoenix suddenly plunged from the sky. Within a ten-mile radius, everything became a sea of flames. As the flames churned, hurricanes whipped up and enveloped the divine-power monsters and the gathered cultivators before him.
In an instant, the cultivators of both Yanluo Hall and the Heavenly Dao Sect began wailing miserably.
At once, Hanyu drew his blade and slashed. Thousands upon thousands of rays of light shot into the hurricane. In barely a moment, several hundred cultivators from both sides first fell back into ordinary mortals, then were immediately swallowed by the sea of flames and reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.
After the sea of flames receded, several dozen Faceless Ones still hovered in the air, completely unharmed.
Seeing this, Hanyu instantly transformed into a streak of light. At the same time, Myriad Phenomena unfolded.
His figure drifted ceaselessly, while the Hexi Slash in his hand never stopped.
Boundless fallen trees came crashing down, forming a cage in the blink of an eye.
These were already the final methods of both sides. Whether Hanyu encountered dharma manifestations or these things, he had never intended to let them off easily.
If they could be killed, he would kill them all.
The more that died, the lighter his pressure would be.
If he could chop up all these trump cards, the Heavenly Being would surely be unable to resist coming down to deal with him.
Then the Heavenly Dao could emerge and stab him in the back.
Hanyu felt that he had practically shattered his heart for that spendthrift Heavenly Dao.
There could not be another bonded laborer as good as him under heaven.
The dozens of Faceless Ones moved simultaneously, once again attempting to repeat