The moment Xiao Yang turned and charged toward the Heavenly Gate, all the old monsters across the Five Regions who had been watching instantly realized what he was doing!
"He's going in!"
"We can't let him in!"
"The Immortal Slaying Sword is the key to opening the Immortal Demon Battlefield! It absolutely cannot fall into his hands alone!"
"Stop him!"
In an instant, at least a dozen terrifying Divine Souls tore through the void, transforming into invisible blades that slashed viciously toward Xiao Yang!
These old monsters were all shrewd to the extreme.
They didn't dare provoke Xiao Wuji, who had clearly gone mad, and they were even less willing to risk offending the Immortal Emperor-level Burial Emperor.
So, without a word between them, they all set their sights on Xiao Yang, the "easy target"!
They wanted to use Divine Soul attacks to stop Xiao Yang, even if they could only delay him for a moment!
As long as they could hold him up until the Immortal Emperor from the Northern Plains landed her second strike, that brat would be doomed!
By then, the Immortal Slaying Sword would be ownerless!
They would have their chance!
Their plan might have been sound,
but they had still underestimated Xiao Wuji's resolve!
"A bunch of spineless turtles who only dare to pull sneaky tricks behind people's backs!"
"You dare act insolently in front of me?!"
Xiao Wuji sensed the incoming Divine Souls, and a look of utter disdain and coldness flashed in his eyes!
He didn't even turn around.
He merely snorted.
"Get lost!"
Boom!
A boundless, abyss-like Soul Storm of overwhelming dominance erupted around him and swept outward!
The storm was formless and intangible, yet it contained power terrifying enough to tear Divine Souls apart!
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
In an instant,