"What kind of power is this...? Why...?"
The remaining six alien races were filled with terror. They had never seen or even heard of the Power of Oblivion.
With his Nascent Soul Stage stage cultivation, he casually pierced through Spirit Severing Stage cultivator with a single strike, then reduced him to dust in less than a breath, leaving no trace.
"It's simply too powerful; there's no way to resist it!"
The last remaining berserker, his face grave, made a decision in an instant. "Immediately use the secret technique to summon the strongest members of our clan, or we'll get nothing."
"That's right, we had no choice!"
The other five alien races also had solemn expressions, but made the same decision.
"Come! Sacrifice my life!"
Two angels took the lead, their bodies suddenly bursting into pure white holy flames that enveloped both of them.
Not only him, but several others were the same.
Snowflakes suddenly began to fall on the berserker, the Fallen Angels was enveloped in dark energy, and the Saints was covered in starlight.
Whether pure white, jet black, snowflake-like, or starlight-like...
Four distinct forces appeared almost simultaneously, their various colors illuminating the River of Forgetfulness.
As the sacrifice began, the auras of the six alien cultivators rapidly weakened, almost extinguishing in less than a breath.
At the same time, strange auras began to permeate the air.
Loud hymns, deep roars, piercing screams, solemn oaths...
The four auras represent four different forces.
The space shook violently, and a crack was suddenly torn open.
One end of the pure white holy flame coiled around the two angels, while the other end stretched towards the end of nothingness.
"Accept your judgment, you sinner!"
A righteous and awe-inspiring shout came from within, and an angel with ten pure white wings walked slowly on holy flames, descending upon Fengdu City in the blink of an eye.
This is the passage to the Holy Heaven, opened by the sacrifice of two angels in their Spirit Severing Stage.
The Ten-Winged Angel of Holy Heaven have just descended, and the Saints, Berserkers, and Fallen Angels have also opened the passages to the Divine Hall of All, the Extreme Realm of Ice and Snow, and the Purgatory Demon Tower, respectively.
With just one more breath, three alien cultivators at the Body Integration Stage will descend.
With the cultivation level of Nascent Soul Stage, he fought against four Body Integration Stage.
He transcended two major realms and fought against four opponents single-handedly.
I can't even imagine!
However, for Xu Long, anything is possible.
The Power of Oblivion is the strongest power, bar none.
Beyond the gods, the law of Oblivion.
Let alone a mere Body Integration Stage cultivator, even Tribulation Transcendence Stage alien race wouldn't be able to withstand the erosion of the Power of Oblivion.
However, Xu Long's cultivation level was still too low. He could injure someone in the Body Integration Stage, but that didn't mean he could withstand the opponent's attacks.
In a one-on-one fight, you might be able to pull off a comeback, but if you get ganged up on, you're guaranteed to lose.
Thinking of this, Xu Long did not hesitate at all and swung his sword towards the spatial rift.
"Want to descend? Did you get my permission?"
A roar resounded, and the space within Fengdu City shattered instantly.
An even larger rift opened up, enveloping the passages to the Divine Hall of All, the Extreme Realm of Ice and Snow, and the Purgatory Demon Tower.
At the same time, the few Spirit Severing Stage alien races who were not quite dead completely disappeared, and the energy they sacrificed was also Oblivion.
"Not good!"
Roars erupted from the three spatial rifts, as they desperately wanted to hasten their descent. However, the source of the sacrifice had vanished, and the spatial rifts were now enveloped by even larger ones.
Before they even arrive, these rifts will completely collapse, engulfing the three of them in spatial turbulence.
The power of space is a high-level energy on par with the "ultimate" power unique to the gods, and only energy of this level can resist spatial turbulence.
Apart from that, the only option is to fight head-on by expending tens or even hundreds of times more of one's own energy; there is no other way.
The spatial turbulence outside the Great Wilderness Main World is extremely powerful, and as the world's level increases, the spatial power will become even more terrifying.
At this stage, only those at the Mahayana Stage can resist it.
Almost without hesitation, the three alien races at the Body Integration Stage immediately made the same decision.
A violent force erupted instantly, attempting to drag Xu Long down with it.
The current situation has already sealed their fate; they will be torn apart by the spatial turbulence.
Rather than sit and wait to die, it's better to perish together.
This idea is correct, but whether it will succeed is hard to say.
Seeing the group fighting desperately, Xu Long smiled disdainfully and used Instant Transmission.
Rumble!
Swish!
The combined attack of three alien races at the Body Integration Stage, along with the longsword of an angel at the Body Integration Stage, directly distorted the space where Xu Long had been standing.
They were very strong, but their power level was insufficient to shatter space, let alone forcibly interrupt Instant Transmission.
"I... I'm not convinced...!"
If one strike fails, there will be no more chances.
The three alien races looked at Xu Long with hatred, then placed their hopes on the angel.
"Fine or not, if you don't like it, then keep it to yourself!"
The three alien races at the Body Integration Stage died before they even arrived, leaving Xu Long with only one angel to face.
His cultivation level in the Body Integration Stage was two major ranks higher than his.
In the past, Xu Long would have turned and run away upon seeing an enemy like this.
The gap in strength is too large; there's no need to even try.
But things are different now. The Power of Oblivion has given Xu Long confidence. For someone who is at the bottom among countless races, perhaps two major ranks are not insurmountable.
"You evil heretic, you will be nailed to the stake!"
The Ten-Winged Angel roared at Xu Long.
"Whether I'll end up on the stake is no longer a concern. You'd better mind your own business; you might just be the one I stew later."
Xu Long's face was full of disdain, but he was very cautious in his heart.
"Sinner, you will be condemned to eternal Hell!"
The Ten-Winged Angel roared again, but for some reason, she didn't attack.
Having witnessed what had just happened, the Ten-Winged Angel felt extremely heavy-hearted.
A single sword strike can tear open a spatial rift and even distort space to evade attacks.
Both its attack and defense are ridiculously strong.
Spirit Severing Stage, the angel burned his life force to open a spatial portal, sharing his memories with her before his death.
I initially thought he was just a human with some strength, but I never expected him to be so terrifying.
The Ten-Winged Angel cursed inwardly. She wanted to go back, but the passage was one-way, making it impossible to return to Holy Heaven.
Are you out of your mind? Why are you acting like a shrew?
Xu Long was a little puzzled. This angel not only looked like a woman, but also had the same temperament and personality.
If Xu Long weren't bad at arguing, he might have really had a good argument with her.
"Alright, alright, let's finish this quickly. I'll kill you first, then go see what's happening deep within Fengdu City."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Long raised his hand and slashed at the Ten-Winged Angel.