When the torrent of ten thousand weapons struck Mu Aogu, even the twelve Battle Marks protecting him and the World-Pride Grand Dao True Intent he unleashed in defense could not withstand its terrifying force.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
A string of deafening blasts echoed through the hall.
After a moment, the torrent of weapons slowly dispersed.
Mu Aogu fell from the air and slammed into the ground. The light of his twelve Battle Marks had gone completely dim, cracks webbed the surface of his Battle Body, and his aura had weakened to the extreme.
The Slaughter Dao Emperor's phantom stood with his hands behind his back. He swept a hand out and said, "Get out, all of you!"
As he spoke, he swept his hand out again. The torrent of ten thousand weapons surged in every direction, blasting Mu Aogu, Bai Luo, Black Qilin, Yun Qingyao, and Ren Huaian out of the palace.
"Damn it..."
Mu Aogu and the others flew backward. Above the palace, phantom weapons shrouded the sky, radiating an aura of slaughter.
Bai Luo, Black Qilin, and the others steadied themselves and stared at the palace.
"It seems Lu Ren comprehended the Thirty-Two Slaughter Dao Ancient Walls and won the Slaughter Dao Emperor's approval. No one can take this opportunity from him now!"
Zhenlong Xiyue spoke.
Mu Aogu was gravely wounded and supported by two elderly men. Anger filled his eyes. "Zhenlong Xiyue, our two factions fought back and forth, only for that brat to reap the rewards!"
"Better him than Prince Mu's Heaven Manor!"
Zhenlong Xiyue sneered.
"I don't believe you'll willingly let him keep the True-Intent Dao Seed!"
Mu Aogu's voice turned cold. "Mu Kuang, Mu Xue, watch that fellow. If he comes out of the palace, kill him and take the seed!"
"Yes!"
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