Abandoned Heaven Wasteland.
This corner, which was abandoned by the Firmament monks because Great Dao was broken and Immortal Qi was exhausted, today ushered in the most "bright" moment in its history.
The sky was split.
An unimaginably huge black crack, like a ferocious mouth, stretched across the sky and swallowed up all the light.
Immediately afterwards.
Nine huge dragon heads slowly poked out from the cracks.
Their bodies were pitch black, their scales shone with a cold metallic sheen, and their eye sockets were burning with green will-o'-the-wisps. Every time they breathed, they rolled up Energy Storm that could tear True Immortal apart.
The terrifying dragon power, like billions of Divine Mountain, fell from the sky and pressed hard on every inch of Abandoned Heaven Wasteland!
Click! Click!
The earth is moaning and cracking!
Countless Mountains and Rivers, under this pressure, silently turned into powder!
Even the void seemed to be frozen and became as sticky as a quagmire.
Behind the nine dragon heads is a Bronze Coffin that is larger, older, and exudes an aura of endless ominousness and death!
Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin!
When this legendary Emperor Clan war machine descended completely over Abandoned Heaven Wasteland, the whole world fell into absolute... dead silence.
The sky was completely covered.
The earth fell into darkness.
Only the nine pairs of green will-o'-the-wisps, like the nine-wheeled sun, hang high in the sky, indifferently overlooking everything below.
Above Bronze Coffin.
Ji Qingxuan, wearing a black dragon-patterned armor, stood with his hands behind his back.
His eyes did not waver at all, as if he were looking at a desolate Gobi desert and a patch of humble dust.
Behind him, the surface of the coffin flashed with brilliance.
Rows of soldiers wearing standard black armor, holding blood-stained swords and breathing coldly appeared quietly.
Imperial Clan Imperial Guards!
Each of them possesses Cultivation of Immortal King Level, which forms Battle Formation, which is enough to surround and kill Quasi-Immortal Emperor!
The iron-blooded evil energy condensed from endless killings in their bodies rose into the sky, and even caused the broken avenue of the world to let out an overwhelmed... wail!
Ji Qingxuan's mouth curved into a playful arc.
He enjoyed this feeling very much.
Use absolute power to crush everything.
Look at those humble creatures, trembling under your feet, falling into despair.
This is the power that belongs to their ancient Emperor Clan.
He didn't even bother to speak himself.
He just waved his hand casually.
Next to him, Imperial Guards Commander, who was also wearing black armor but whose aura was obviously more powerful, understood.
He took a step forward, and his voice was blessed by Magic Power, turning into rolling Heavenly Thunder, resounding throughout Abandoned Heaven Wasteland, and even dozens of broken worlds around it!
"Feng!"
"Ancient Emperor Clan, Ji young master, Qingxuan, your Majesty Edict!"
The word "Feng", Word-Manifested Law, Law in heaven and earth is distorted by it!
Just the sound caused countless souls with low cultivation levels to shatter on the spot and bleed to death from their seven orifices!
Imperial Guards Commander's voice was devoid of A Trace emotion, as if he was reading a death sentence that had already been determined.
"The forces from the lower world, 'Temple', have collided with the power of Heaven and offended the vassal of the Emperor Clan. The crime must not be punished!"
"Of course, the young master is kind and has the virtue of a good life. He is willing to give you, the ants, a way to live."
"Now, I order you to wait!"
"Within one stick of incense, donate all the cultivation resources in the sect, Cultivation Technique classics, and the Immortal Vein Spiritual Treasure!"
"Open all the secret realms and treasure houses, and I, Imperial Clan Imperial Guards, will personally count them!"
These words are extremely arrogant!
Naked plunder! No cover up!
However, this is not the end.
Imperial Guards Commander paused, his cold eyes scanning the "Primordial Ruined Temple" below, which was still safe and sound under the terrifying pressure, and his voice became even colder.
"Another!"
"Dedicate all the female cultivators in your sect!"
"The young master will personally select those with Upper Grade looks, who can serve as maids and serve as attendants. The rest... will serve as military prostitutes to reward the three armies!"
"This is for you... the supreme honor!"
Boom!
When the words "acting as a military prostitute" fell, an indescribable feeling of humiliation and malice spread throughout the country along with that cold voice.
This is not a command.
This is a verdict.
It is a complete and utter failure to treat the other person as a living being... humiliation!
The voice of Imperial Guards Commander echoed in the dead silence of heaven and earth.
"After one stick of incense, if there is any disobedience..."
He raised the Zhan Ge in his hand and pointed at "Primordial Ruined Temple" far below.
"Kill the entire clan, leaving no chickens or dogs behind!"
"Divine Soul is trapped in Nine Nether hellfire, burned for millions of years, and will never be reincarnated!"
"This world will also turn into Universe Dust!"
Edict, reading completed.
Between heaven and earth, there were only the heavy breathing sounds of the nine dragon corpses and the suffocating silence.
Above Bronze Coffin, Ji Qingxuan showed a satisfied smile on his face.
He likes this tune.
First give A Trace false "vital life", and then use the most vicious words to completely trample the opponent's dignity under your feet and crush it to pieces.
What he wants is more than surrender.
What he wants is for these ants to give everything they have in endless humiliation and despair.
He slowly lowered his head and cast a playful gaze on the small Daoist Temple.
He is looking forward to it.
Looking forward to seeing the wonderful expressions on the faces of those ants after hearing this "Edict".
Is it anger? Is it unwillingness? Or... the ugly face of scrambling to sacrifice his wife and daughter in order to survive?
No matter which one, it will be the most wonderful appetizer for his "hunting trip".
Time passes minute by minute.
The pressure between heaven and earth is getting heavier and heavier.
However.
The expected crying, begging for mercy, confusion... none of it happened.
The small Daoist Temple below is still quiet, like an empty temple of death.
"Huh?"
Ji Qingxuan frowned slightly, A Trace displeasure flashed in his eyes.
Are these ants scared to death?
Or are they so stupid that they think silence can solve the problem?
Just when his patience was about to run out and he was about to order the Daoist Temple to be flattened directly.
Squeak--
A soft sound.
In the dead silence of heaven and earth, it seems particularly clear.
The wooden door "Primordial Ruined Temple" slowly... opened.
Ji Qingxuan's mouth curved into a cruel curve again.
Finally, are you going to come out... kneel down and beg for mercy?
He adjusted to a comfortable position, ready to enjoy the next performance.
All Imperial Clan Imperial Guards's eyes also turned to the open wooden door.
Cold murderous intent condensed in their eyes.
As long as the young master gives the order, they will tear any creature that comes out of that door into pieces in an instant!