Buzz—!
At that moment, Ji Wushuang's aura surged wildly in a self-destructive manner!
In the blink of an eye, he shattered through the shackles of the Quasi Emperor realm and reached a terrifying level infinitely close to that of a Great Emperor!
"Die—!!!"
Ji Wushuang gripped his sword with both hands, pouring every last bit of his strength into this strike!
A terrifying golden sword radiance a thousand zhang long, enough to split open stars, slashed fiercely toward the black-clad figure atop the altar, who was still immersed in joy, carrying a world-destroying might!
A terrifying sword pressure descended from above!
The entire Ten Thousand Souls Altar shook violently and let out mournful cries beneath this horrifying force comparable to a Great Emperor's strike!
Countless mountain-like piles of skulls cracked inch by inch beneath the sword pressure, turning into bone dust that filled the sky!
Below the altar, the surviving Heavenly Court guards—including that white-haired old eunuch—were all pressed helplessly to the ground by the sudden, terrifying pressure. Their faces were filled with horror!
"Crown Prince Your Highness... he... he actually burned his blood essence and used a forbidden technique!"
"This strike... is so powerful! Is this Crown Prince Your Highness's true strength?"
"That brat is dead for sure! There's absolutely no way he can survive Crown Prince Your Highness's full-force attack!"
Everyone's gaze gathered atop the altar.
They could practically already see the Black Clothed Youth being cleaved in two by this strike, his soul utterly destroyed!
Yet, faced with this world-destroying sword strike, Xiao Yang, standing at the center of the storm, made a move that left everyone dumbfounded.
He did not panic, did not flee, and did not show even the slightest trace of nervousness.
He merely unhurriedly placed the Nine Revolutions Soul Returning Flower he had