As that earth-shaking battle roar subsided, a blinding beam of blood-red Blood Light suddenly erupted from the depths of the Demon Grotto!
A broken bronze War Halberd emerged from the abyss, its body wreathed in dark red Sha Qi. Though the blade was damaged, its sharpness remained undiminished, as if it carried the battle intent of eternity.
It roared and soared into the sky, directly colliding with the sonic black dragon emitted by Zhu Lunbin!
"Snap--!"
The black dragon was like paper before the War Halberd, instantly shattering into countless sonic fragments.
The War Halberd continued its momentum, plunging heavily into the ground. The entire earth trembled violently, and cracks spread like a spider web.
An immense pressure emanated from the halberd, making it difficult for everyone present to breathe!
The entire room fell silent.
Zhu Lunbin suddenly stood up, his usually gentle face now filled with horror, as the strings at his fingertips snapped!
Zhu Wuyin and Meng Hai froze on the spot, their pupils contracting sharply. "This... this is impossible?!"
They knew Zhu Lunbin's strength all too well, which was why they were so shocked and shaken by the power of that halberd strike.
Zhang Yu, Zhang Lingyun, and the Twelve Immortals were equally horrified.
Zhang Lingyun's crimson eyes trembled slightly as she whispered, "Such immense power... such a being slumbers within this Demon Grotto?"
Just as everyone was still reeling from the shock—
At the entrance to the Demon Grotto's lair, space suddenly distorted!
A phantom ten feet tall slowly emerged, clad in tattered armor, with dried bloodstains on its shoulder armor, and a longsword hanging unsheathed at its waist.
His face was blurred, only his eyes were clearly visible.
There was no murderous intent in his eyes, but rather an indifference that looked down upon All Beings, as if this world was nothing more than a battlefield about to be trampled flat.
"Confucianism are traitors and should be executed."
The man's gaze was fixed on Zhu Lunbin, and his deep voice seemed to come from ancient times, each word resonating with a powerful and unsettling force.
Behind the phantom, black mist surged, and one after another, War Souls clad in iron armor stepped out.
Longqie wielded twin blades, and countless Western Chu War Souls emerged in single file.
They remained silent, yet they possessed an aura of fierce battle and overwhelming power!
"Xiang Yu -Hegemon-King of Western Chu!"
Zhang Yu stared at the illusory figure, a strange tremor rising in his heart.
That wasn't fear, but a resonance that transcends time and space.
Zhu Lunbin frowned deeply, and fine wrinkles etched deeply between his brows, as if carved by a knife.
He could clearly feel the almost tangible Killing Intent emanating from Xiang Yu, especially when the phrase "traitor to Confucianism" reached his ears, and the vague yet chilling records in ancient books instantly surfaced in his mind.
"Are you Remnants the High Antiquity Human Race?"
He stared intently at the illusory figure, his Immortal Power surging like a tide within him, his hands gripping the zither, ready to face this unprecedented battle.
"What a Remnants?"
Upon hearing Xiang Yu's lips curled into a cold smile.
He slowly raised his hand, and the broken bronze War Halberd flew up from the ground on its own, slicing through the sky and landing steadily in his palm.
The Sha Qi swirling around the halberd surged instantly, moving across the blade like a living thing, radiating a suffocating pressure.
"We, the War Souls spirits who swore to protect the Three Realms, have become the Remnants in the mouths of you traitors. How wonderful!"
Before he could finish speaking, Xiang Yu flashed into the air.
With War Halberd, a streak of Sha Qi, stretching across the heavens and earth, hurtled straight toward Zhu Lunbin!
Zhu Lunbin's expression was solemn. He dared not be careless in the slightest. He suddenly clasped his hands together, and the True Immortal Dharma Form instantly appeared.
It was a phantom figure a hundred feet tall, with a face exactly like his, surrounded by Awe-Inspiring Righteous Qi. The sound of the zither transformed into countless black dragons of sound waves, rushing towards the stream of Sha Qi like a tide!
"Boom--!!!"
The Sha Qi collided with the sound waves, causing a burst of spiritual light to flash across the heavens and earth. The gale-force winds were like knives, tearing everything within a hundred miles into pieces!
However, to everyone's surprise...
Those sonic black dragons, powerful enough to crush ordinary True Immortal, melted away instantly upon contact with the stream of Sha Qi, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun!
With a swing of Xiang Yu War Halberd, Xiang Yu unleashed a torrent of Sha Qi that split into countless tiny halberd shadows, each striking precisely at the vital spot of the sonic black dragon, shredding it to pieces!
"So strong..."
Zhu Lunbin's pupils shrank sharply. His True Immortal Dharma Form, which he had activated with all his might, was actually forced to retreat steadily by a casual strike from Xiang Yu!
Xiang Yu snorted coldly, War Halberd again, Sha Qi surged toward Zhu Lunbin like a tsunami.
"Confucianism traitors, die!"
Xiang Yu's voice was like a resounding bell, shaking the heavens and earth.
He wielded War Halberd, his movements as swift as lightning. With each strike, he took away large swathes of sonic black dragons, and wherever he passed, even space itself was torn apart by his Sha Qi!
Zhu Lunbin gritted his teeth, fully activating his True Immortal Dharma Form. The Runes, attempting to block the halberd shadow's attack.
But the Runes shattered like paper the moment they came into contact with the Sha Qi!
"Impossible... He's clearly just Remnant Soul, how could he possess such power?"
A storm raged within Zhu Lunbin's heart.
He had lived for tens of thousands of years and had never seen such a domineering War Souls.
Xiang Yu held his War Halberd horizontally, Sha Qi condensed into a hundred-foot-tall phantom of God of War. He glanced at Xiang Yu, and the phantom of the God of War roared to the sky, its voice shaking the heavens!
"Break--!"
The phantom of the God of War struck down with a palm, instantly shattering Zhu Lunbin's True Immortal Dharma Form. He was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a distant mountain peak and creating a huge crater!
Everyone was stunned speechless by the overwhelming strength that Xiang Yu displayed.
Zhang Yu gazed at the War Souls in the sky, a complex light flashing in his eyes, and whispered to the system:
"Something's not right. This Xiang Yu War Souls is so fierce, how did Dao Ancestor Li manage to seal them away back then?"
The system's voice rang in my mind, tinged with a hint of laziness and impatience:
Do you think I All-Knowing? You ask me everything?
Just as Zhang Yu was about to ask another question, the system changed its tone, its voice becoming more serious:
"However... I sensed a familiar aura on several of the Divine Artifact that sealed the Demon Grotto."
"A familiar aura?" Zhang Yu was taken aback.
"It's somewhat like Rebellious Dao Seed, but the taste isn't quite right," the system muttered to itself.
"You mean, Dao Ancestor Li also has a system?" Zhang Yu pondered for a moment before asking.
"It's not the system. I'm very familiar with the dozen or so Rebellious Dao Seed refined by the Human Race; it's not any of them."
The system confirmed.
What could that be?
Zhang Yu frowned, his gaze returning to Xiang Yu in the air.
"Ding! Host Incarnation detected leaving the Heavenly Prison. Incarceration Mission complete!"
Suddenly, the system's voice became very mechanical.
"What?"
Zhang Yu was stunned; his golden touch, which had guaranteed him profits regardless of circumstances, was gone just like that.
He immediately communicated with the Flower Monk through the mysterious connection he had established with his Incarnation: "Wasn't I telling you to stay in the Heavenly Prison?"
"You're still thinking about taking advantage of bugs and exploiting weaknesses? The sky is about to fall."
"The stinky Daoist priest, the Empress, and I will be there shortly."
The Flower Monk appeared very impatient.
On the other side, Qin Xuehua, along with Maitreya and Donghua, flew through the air, their destination the imperial city of Dongsheng Kingdom.
Qin Xuehua frowned as she sensed the overwhelming Devil Qi emanating from Xiang Yu's War Souls, saying, "This bastard only knows how to act recklessly, causing such a commotion. Doesn't he know that this world is guarded by the disciple of that traitor?"
As she spoke, she looked up at the sky and said, "Now that the Three Realms are shattered and the Heavenly Dao Law are incomplete, my power has been greatly diminished, and coupled with my weak Physical Body, I may not be able to defeat that traitor's prized disciple."