At Bloodlight Hall Master's words, Venerable Wanming froze.
Here to kill me?
"When did I offend you?" Venerable Wanming asked, a chill running through him.
Anyone who dared call himself a "master" was at least a Universe Overlord.
They were far stronger than ordinary Venerables. As a High Venerable, he had no confidence in holding off such a powerhouse.
So, once he learned why Chen Ao had come, Venerable Wanming immediately began calling the Venerables of the surrounding races.
But Chen Ao ignored everything Venerable Wanming said and charged straight at him.
"Do you think my Myriad-Sound Race is easy prey?" Venerable Wanming had not expected his opponent to attack outright.
As a High Venerable, he could hold out for a short while even against a Universe Overlord.
That would be enough time for several Venerables from their mutually supportive races to arrive.
Survival was difficult for weak races like theirs. Without banding together, they could never endure.
Ninth Sword!
Universe Overlord Ultimate Secret Technique!
The long sword tore through the void, heading straight for Venerable Wanming.
The sight of that sword light terrified Venerable Wanming out of his wits.
"Please, we can talk this through!"
Boom!
Venerable Wanming fought desperately to defend himself.
Yet when the sword light swept past, he lost thirty percent of his divine body outright.
"Ah! This-this is definitely no ordinary Universe Overlord! An ordinary Universe Overlord couldn't destroy thirty percent of my divine body in one strike. He must be extremely close to the Top Universe Overlord level!"
Venerable Wanming had already abandoned any thought of fighting back. The gap in strength was too great.
Just one or two more strikes would kill him.
For powerhouses like them, two sword strikes took less than a breath-an extremely short time.
"My friends, hurry! This is