Boom!
A golden sword light sliced through the starry sky.
The martial artists at the forefront were cleaved in half by the Xuanyuan Sword, blood splattering, souls vanishing, completely erased from the universe.
Streaks of crimson blood fell upon Qin Wudao’s white robe, startlingly distinct like red plum blossoms.
"Kill!"
A strong Three Knowledge Realm warrior roared.
His stature was imposing, surrounded by black flames, emanating extreme heat, distorting time and space, igniting dimensions, like a god or demon from ancient times, wiping out everything.
In his hand, he held a battle knife.
The blade gleamed with a chilling cold.
He swung it towards Qin Wudao’s head.
"Slash!"
Qin Wudao’s expression remained calm, his Xuanyuan Sword in hand trembling slightly, emitting a dazzling sword light that enveloped the world above and below, leaving not the slightest gap.
Behind him, the Heaven Emperor’s figure stood tall, imperial might vast, suppressing the ages.
Bam!
Blade and sword collided.
The battle knife in the hand of the Three Knowledge Realm warrior was instantly cut off.
The wielder paused, then quickly reacted, retreating urgently, narrowly avoiding the Xuanyuan Sword, though the terrible edge still left a bloody mark on his face.
"Divine Rule, suppress!"
Qin Wudao bellowed, a golden Rule Power appearing, piercing the starry dome, as if supporting the entire universe.
A transcendent force spread from the Divine Rule.
Instantly.
A slight panic and disbelief flashed across the faces of many martial artists.
They felt their released Rule Power was inhibited to varying degrees, with some weaker martial artists unable to mobilize the rules altogether.
"What power is this?"
The Three Knowledge Realm warrior who had just escaped took out another battle knife from his personal space, his expression extremely grave.
He originally thought that so many people acting together should easily kill Qin Wudao.
But reality was completely different.
Qin Wudao alone could withstand a thousand troops!
"Kill!"
Qin Wudao roared.
Above his head, the Divine Emperor Rule transformed into the Divine Slaughter Rule, crimson to the extreme, exuding an unparalleled killing intent, forming a blood sword hundreds of millions of light years wide beneath the starry dome.
Droplets of blood dripped from the blood sword.
Countless souls wailed around the blood sword.
Infinite worlds were split in two by the blood sword.
This sword destroyed the ten thousand paths!
This sword erased all beings!
This sword changed heaven and earth’s color, made the sun and moon lose their light, the universe tremble violently, countless stars fell like rain, turning to nothingness.
"Attack together!"
The martial artists locked by the Sword Qi had their expressions drastically change, all their hairs stood on end, desperately circulating their energy to unleash terrifying attacks.
Everyone used all their strength.
They knew if they couldn’t stop the Sword Qi, they would surely die.
Hundreds of attacks tore through the air.
Each one was capable of destroying large starfields.
But when they struck the blood-colored Sword Qi, it was like snowflakes in the summer, melting away, leaving nothing behind.
And the blood-colored Sword Qi, like supreme divine punishment, annihilated everything.
Crash!
The Sword Qi descended.
Hundreds of warriors, at least in the late Molding Dao Realm, exploded into clouds of blood mist, staining the starry sky red.
Witnessing this scene.
The faces of the remaining martial artists changed slightly.
Smelling the pungent scent of blood, many regained their senses, casting a fearful glance at Qin Wudao, then turning to flee.
"Stay!"
Naturally, Qin Wudao wouldn’t let those who attacked escape; he stepped forward, traversing dimensions, killing all the martial artists who made a move.
After several rounds of attacks, his once white robe turned into a cloak of blood.
Before long.
A thousand corpses lay in the starry sky, scarcely any intact, yet from each exuded a terrifying pressure.
That was the pressure of the strong!
Even in death!
Their will remained!
In the bloody battlefield, only nine Three Knowledge Realm warriors stood with somber expressions.
They gathered in a group, gazing at the blood-clad Qin Wudao with extreme severity, thinking it had only been a short time, yet he killed over a thousand Molding Dao Realm martial artists, along with five Three Knowledge Realm warriors?
Honestly, they were panicking.
Wanting to escape.
But fearing they’d be picked off by Qin Wudao.
Staying seemed to end in failure.
Somewhat infuriating.
"Young friend, I admit my mistake, could you pretend we didn’t come?"
A woman in a purple dress, her figure exquisite, face alluring with fiery red lips, said, "If possible, we could have some deep exchange!"
"Fighting and killing aren’t good, we could do something meaningful!"
Upon finishing.
She cast a flirtatious glance at Qin Wudao.
She was the only female martial artist among the nine.
But in Qin Wudao’s eyes, she was a rose with thorns, a viper, if he let his guard down, he’d end up full of holes, swallowed whole with no bones left.
"Sure!"
"Come here then!"
Qin Wudao smiled slightly, speaking.
"Coming!"
Joy flickered in the woman’s eyes, her waist swaying as she walked towards Qin Wudao.
She secretly sneered.
In this world, truly no foul man can resist my charm, they all must bow beneath my hemline.
In a few steps, the woman stood before Qin Wudao.
About to speak.
Ready to unleash her irresistible charm.
But just then, Qin Wudao moved, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand like a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss, with a flash of sword light, slicing across the woman’s snow-white neck, leaving a blood mark.
Shhh!
Blood spurted, a head fell through the air.
"Brainless!"
Qin Wudao murmured softly, launching an attack on the remaining eight Three Knowledge Realm warriors.
"Attack together, or we all die..."
One of them took a deep breath, thinking to rally the others to fight Qin Wudao to the death.
But before he could finish, someone couldn’t stand it, burning their essence, transforming into a stream of light, fleeing into the distant universe.
Seeing someone escape, the rest panicked more.
They all turned to flee.
In the blink of an eye, only the initial speaker remained, standing alone in the starry sky, face grim as water.
"A bunch of idiots!"
He cursed under his breath.
But on his face, he forced a stiff smile, addressing Qin Wudao: "Can we talk this over?"
"No!"
Qin Wudao nearly laughed, thrusting his sword.
Another head fell through the air.
Another Three Knowledge Realm strongman perished.
Before dying, he continued cursing those who fled.
"Don’t worry, they’ll all join you below!"
Qin Wudao muttered softly, his mind moving, the Divine Slaughter Rule atop his head transforming into the Divine Time-Space Rule, merging into the dimensional space-time.
He stepped forward, passing through countless stars.
Space!
Time!
In his eyes, infinitely weakened.
"Finally escaped!"
Billions of light-years away.
The starry sky cracked, a Three Knowledge Realm warrior walked out from dimensional space-time, looking around, seeing no pursuers, he secretly sighed in relief.
Too terrifying!
Thinking of Qin Wudao, godlike and demonlike, slaughtering all sides, he still felt a chill.
And then.
The next moment, his expression froze instantly.
He stared at the stars ahead, as if seeing a ghost.
There, a figure stood, holding a divine sword, his blood-stained robes dyeing countless stars red.

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