Ten Emperor Clan scions stepped forward together, forming a single line like ten blood-red great suns. Though terrified, they still knew what mattered most: only by attacking together would they stand a chance.
Their momentum arced like a rainbow, their auras spreading as boundless waves of force surged straight into the heavens and shattered the seas of clouds in every direction.
"Today, I am your tribulation!"
He Xian's ferocity towered to the heavens, silver-gold blood energy surging from him in torrents. His physical body had reached the Supreme level of might, so he naturally had no fear of battling those in the Escape One Realm. He charged straight at them, intent on fighting all ten Emperor Clan scions at once!
"It's really begun! He Sky-Supporting is hunting ten Emperor Clan heirs at once. This defies the heavens!"
Everyone was stunned. Even Hao Feng, Chi Menghong, and the Heavenly Blade were somewhat dazed. This was outrageous-he faced thirteen Emperor Clan scions alone, yet seemed to be the one hunting them down.
With effortless ease.
Such a feat was a towering peak almost impossible to climb, leaving people in despair.
Rumble!
In an instant, battle erupted-a savage struggle to the death. He Xian fought one against ten, wielding fists and feet as his great halberd swept across the sky and his golden body remained imperishable. Hundreds of exchanges passed in a flash. Their slaughter dimmed the sun and moon, set heaven and earth boiling, and sent vast fissures tearing upward through the void.
The void shattering had already become commonplace.
Everyone saw He Xian soar above the world, sweeping freely among the ten Emperor Clan scions. A mere lift of his hand unleashed a world-destroying strike that tore into the heavens, forcing several scions to withstand it together.
It was as though they saw an unsurpassed King Ancestor slowly rising, reigning over the world and filling all living beings with dread.
"Emperor Clans? You're nothing more than this. I wonder how those legends of your invincibility ever spread," He Xian barked coldly. Endless divine light shrouded his entire body, as though an Ancient War God had crossed time and space to stride out of a vanished era.
As though a king had arrived in person.
In mere moments, he had battered the ten Emperor Clan scions until blood and bone flew everywhere. Every one of them was wounded, their expressions ugly.
"Qing Kun, why aren't you turning into a big bird anymore?" He Xian looked toward the heir of the Heaven Devourer Emperor Clan lineage, whom he had singled out for special attention.
Qing Kun's scalp prickled, as though a world-shaking killing intent had locked onto him. Irrepressible terror surged through him. He wanted to run.
"He Sky-Supporting, we concede! Could you spare us?" Qing Kun shouted.
Unexpectedly, none of the other nine Emperor Clan scions objected. They all looked toward He Xian.
"Disgusting." Only revulsion showed in He Xian's eyes. He reached out a great hand to seize Qing Kun, his palm eclipsing the sun and moon, intent on crushing him alive.
"Everyone, attack! We can't let him break us one by one! He's determined to have his way!" Qing Kun cried out in terror.
The two Emperor Clan scions beside him looked down on Qing Kun somewhat, but they still attacked.
A third eye appeared between one man's brows, opening heaven and cleaving earth. It was a heavenly eye possessed of power beyond the reckoning of gods and ghosts, and it fired a towering beam of divine radiance. The other's three-headed, six-armed manifestation looked hideous, its hooks, spears, cudgels, and staves each chilling to behold.
"Get away!" At the sight, He Xian thrust out his other hand. Both hands lunged like two mighty dragons, roaring like monstrous waves and shattering heaven and earth.
Each hand bore down on an Emperor Clan scion. As their divine abilities collided, the impact was as terrifying as a comet crashing into the earth!
In an instant, one horrifying spectacle after another unfolded. Endless light and boundless divine power destroyed everything.
Bang!
After a blaze of searing light, He Xian gave a violent shake of both hands. An even hotter radiance burst forth, and everything ceased to exist. The heavenly eye's divine light, the three heads and six arms-all collapsed. The two Emperor Clan scions stumbled backward, vomiting great mouthfuls of blood, their chests caved in.
They were beginning to doubt their own strength, even whether king blood truly flowed within them. How could they have been suppressed to such a state?
Ten people surrounding one, yet things could still go wrong! It was too much to accept, enough to make them question their very lives!
"Kill!"
He Xian's voice shook heaven and earth, rumbling like thunder with supreme majesty. He was like a King Ancestor descending into the world! His blood energy boiled in a frenzy, and an invincible, peerlessly sovereign intent born of his will bore down upon the entire battlefield, sweeping in every direction!
For an instant, everyone seemed to glimpse the future: after endless ages, a being would ascend the throne and stand in Above the Heavens, looking down upon the mortal world as countless trillions of living beings bowed their heads in worship.
All manner of ancient voices of the Dao rang out as well, recounting his invincibility beneath the heavens and his lifetime of glory.
"This game of cat and mouse should end." He Xian then unleashed his full power. A special force field formed around his body, grand beyond measure and incomparably noble. It suppressed all living beings, making them feel as though they stood before a true king, unable to resist bowing with every step!
The ten Emperor Clan scions facing this domain could not utter a word. Even their heaven-defying divine abilities suddenly failed them, utterly suppressed by this inexplicable domain.
It was not a suppression of laws, but of the soul. As though faced with their own clan's progenitor, they could not help bowing down, submitting from the depths of their hearts!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The ten Emperor Clan scions retreated as though they had seen a Heavenly God. With every step, they coughed up a great mouthful of blood, subjected to unimaginable mental pressure.
This was not the pressure of a bloodline, but of a will-an unbridled intent that proclaimed itself supreme above all. They could not say a word, only stumble backward with crimson faces, vomiting blood.
"Die!"
He Xian pressed forward without hesitation, imposing as heaven's own might. He formed a fist seal with one hand and held his great halberd in the other, launching lethal attacks at the ten Emperor Clan scions stunned by his mental pressure.
Rumble!
Qing Kun stamped through the sky and fled backward, already vomiting mouthfuls of blood before the blow even struck him. He flickered away at tremendous speed like a black demonic shadow, leaving a long trail of blood blossoms behind.
He was actually burning his blood essence to escape. What a disgrace!
A disgrace to the Emperor Clans-such conduct would never be tolerated in the warlike Foreign Realm.
And he was an Emperor Clan scion, no less.
Truly contemptible.
"You think you can escape?"
He Xian gave chase. He would deal with this disgrace on behalf of the Heaven Devourer Emperor Clan and cleanse its ranks!
Rumble!
He Xian swung the Bronze Halberd, sweeping aside the other two Emperor Clan scions beside Qing Kun, who were still dazed. Then he clenched his five fingers and drove a ferocious punch toward Qing Kun's back.
Bang! Qing Kun immediately spat blood, his entire body shaking and convulsing. In the end, he failed to escape. Half his back had been punched through. Interwoven laws erupted within his flesh, only to be suppressed an instant later by a golden light of immense destructive power.
He Xian showed no mercy. Holding the Bronze Halberd, he immediately chopped down at Qing Kun's head.
"Ah! You can't kill me! I'm an heir of the Heaven Devourer lineage, an unsurpassed Emperor Clan! I'm destined to sweep across the world! Ah! I don't want to die yet! I still have a glorious life ahead of me!"
Qing Kun screamed incessantly, but ultimately could not withstand He Xian's overhead cleave. He was split alive into two halves, starting from his head. Even his primordial spirit failed to escape; it was cleaved apart and shattered utterly.