"What did you say?" The Ancestor of War's expression changed slightly, a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
How dare Ling Xiao refuse me!
Even the powerful figures watching this scene found it unbelievable.
The Ancestor of War personally intervened was already a sign of goodwill and respect, yet Ling Xiao still refused outright.
That's insane!
Is this person crazy?
Everyone found it unbelievable that they refused to release Zhan Tianyan; it was clear they were determined to fight the Ancestor of War to the death.
It's a complete waste of time and a suicidal choice.
What are the benefits of doing this?
Everyone was baffled, feeling that Ling Xiao had lost his mind.
However, only Ling Xiao himself knew the benefits of this choice, and he was well aware that even if he released Zhan Tianyan, the grudge would not disappear, but would only bring him trouble.
Since the outcome is the same whether he releases the fish or not, why should he release it?
"The Ancestor of War, further words are useless. Even if I let him go, the outcome wouldn't change. Therefore, I choose... to kill him!"
Ling Xiao sneered, his black hair dancing wildly, emanating a breathtaking aura, like an endless black hole capable of sucking in one's very soul.
"Huh? You're courting death!" the Ancestor of War shouted coldly.
No sooner had he finished speaking than Ling Xiao suddenly made his move, unleashing boundless power as he transformed into the primordial universe, suppressing everything below.
With a single step, all his strength was concentrated on one point, slamming his foot down hard on Zhan Tianyan's head.
Even with Zhan Tianyan's powerful physical body and boundless magical power, he couldn't withstand such a powerful kick.
His head exploded like a watermelon, and the profound mysteries of the Great Dao shot out. Ling Xiao raised his hand and pointed again.
A divine furnace the size of a mountain flew out, its lid opened, and a powerful suction force pulled Zhan Tianyan's remains inside.
"Cosmos Furnace!"
Ling Xiao activated the divine power inherent in the Heaven-Refining Furnace to refine Zhan Tianyan.
"You bastard!"
The Ancestor of War was enraged, unleashing an extremely terrifying aura that spread outwards, affecting the infinite universe and planes.
He slowly extended a finger, and the scene of chaos and destruction unfolded. Suddenly, he pointed at the void of the battlefield, and the battlefield trembled violently.
In an instant, everyone heard the thunderous roar of clashing swords and galloping horses, a torrent of battle sounds, and the epic atmosphere of war engulfed the entire world.
Boom!
In that instant, Ling Xiao burst into laughter, his demonic nature surging, and he recklessly accelerated the refining process.
From within the Heaven-Refining Furnace, Zhan Tianyan's divine soul roared, growing fainter and fainter.
A terrifying pressure followed, and the finger of the Ancestor of War crossed endless time and space, passed through the Mythic Battlefield, and landed.
Everyone who saw that terrifying finger was stunned into silence, their scalps tingling, their hands and feet turning ice-cold, and they were completely bewildered.
Ling Xiao put away the Heaven-Refining Furnace, and with a single grab, it seemed as if he had drawn in all the power in the world.
The long-awaited Heaven Origin Strike appeared. He gathered all his power and unleashed a punch that shocked the ages, blasting it out directly.
The battlefield immediately trembled and the world turned upside down. Everyone looked at the sky, where the finger of the Ancestor of War grew larger and larger, seemingly without end, filling the entire sky.
Ling Xiao unleashed a punch imbued with all his power, creating a sight that would never be forgotten: an incredible giant finger pierced through the air and collided with the massive fist imprint, completely evaporating and obliterating the surrounding void.
However, Ling Xiao's fist imprint did not shake the giant finger in the slightest. The finger of the Ancestor of War became clearer and clearer, getting closer and closer. The sound of thousands of troops rolling in, like a hellish army, made everyone feel as if they were facing the end of the world.
"Boom..."
Just then, a deafening sound rang out. The giant finger seemed to have struck something, blocked by a force, and stopped, unable to advance even an inch.
"Damn barrier, can't even I break through it?" The Ancestor of War roared in frustration, shaking the entire world.
At the critical moment, his power was blocked by the Mythic Battlefield. His finger, capable of Destruction countless cosmic planes, was unable to truly penetrate and kill Ling Xiao.
After all, he came from a distant, ancient land, the War God Palace, traversing unimaginable distances of time and space.
"Damn it! The attack of the Ancestor of War has been stopped by the Mythic Battlefield!"
"This is an attack launched by the true form of the Ancestor of War. It needs to be launched from the War God Palace and penetrate the barriers of the Mythic Battlefield, otherwise it cannot truly descend!"
"Even a Realm Lord wouldn't easily shake the barriers of the Mythic Battlefield. Even if the Ancestor of War is infinitely close to a Realm Lord, he can't break through them."
Everyone was horrified, but secretly relieved. Otherwise, if that finger had landed, everyone present would have died; no one would have survived.
"Haha..." Ling Xiao laughed loudly. He had thought of this long ago, and the result was just as he expected. The Ancestor of War could not ignore the Mythic Battlefield and unleash his killing intent.
"You little beast! Don't be so arrogant! I swear in the name of war that I will kill you with my own hands!"
The face of the Ancestor of War contorted into a ferocious expression, shining through endless time and space, sending chills down one's spine with just a glance.
"Hehe, I'll be waiting for you!" Ling Xiao laughed, then raised his hand and grabbed downwards, covering the entire Daoist temple of the Pill Sun Sage Lord, forcibly lifting him up and taking him into his body.
No one around dared to speak, much less stop them. Faced with a ruthless and madman who dared to kill Zhan Tianyan and offend the Ancestor of War, no one would risk their life for a chance encounter or treasure.
Then, Ling Xiao moved, teleported, and disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Uncle Boya.
"Ling... Ling Xiao! Are you alright?" Uncle Boya was stunned for a moment, almost crying out in fright, but he forced himself to calm down and asked with feigned concern.
He had a guilty conscience and was feeling uneasy. He had hoped to use Zhan Tianyan to escape Ling Xiao's clutches, but he never expected that even the Ancestor of War couldn't do anything to this guy.
Where can I seek justice?
"I'm fine, but you're probably in trouble."
Ling Xiao smiled slightly, grabbed Uncle Boya, and vanished without a trace in the void.
With such a commotion, this place has probably already become the focus of attention, and we can't stay here for long.
After Ling Xiao left, everyone stared at the empty ruins, their hearts pounding, and they cursed him as a beast.
They ate the meat themselves, but didn't even leave them a drop of soup; they even took the pot away.
Jin Ruyi sat on the ground, dazed and questioning her existence, her eyes vacant. After a while, she came to her senses, a determined glint in her eyes, and flew away.
Only after everyone had gradually left did True Monarch Hundred Tribulations and his group arrive late. Looking at the chaotic ruins, True Monarch Hundred Tribulations looked regretful.
"Are we too late?"