He’s still going to die!

Those five words were like a blade forged from millennia-old ice, stabbing mercilessly into everyone’s hearts!

Sending chills down their spines!

Tuoba Dajiang’s words were not false in the least!

Even Xu Yang didn’t deny it!

“Mr. Xu, about Tu Xiong…” Yang Ziye was all but unable to stand still.

Tu Xiong was also crucial!

They had to kill Xu Yang’s avatar within thirty heartbeats!

No one doubted Tuoba Dajiang could pull it off!

If he failed to slay Tu Xiong in thirty breaths, there would be no saving grace left!

Xu Yang gave a faint, calm smile. “You really have such confidence?”

“It’s just the truth!”

“A miracle?”

“You have indeed performed miracles, again and again; but this time, it’s not something a single person can overturn!”

With those words, waves of killing intent condensed around Tuoba Dajiang, fists clenched, power ready to explode!

“Wait a moment!”

“I’m rather curious. Other than you and Tuoba Hongyu, who are the other two?”

“Still trying to buy time?”

“Fine, I’ll humor you!”

Tuoba Dajiang believed he saw right through Xu Yang’s motives, shook his head dismissively, stepped forward, and his huge fist crashed down like thunder—a gray path lancing skyward, appearing before the avatar in the blink of an eye.

So swift, the avatar had no time even to dodge.

Boom!

The avatar was brutally smashed to the ground, cracks spreading across its body once more.

“Besides me and Tuoba Hongyu, the other two—one is Guo Wenyanhao, the hidden prodigy of the Guo Wen Division!”

“And the last—surely you can guess who it is!”

Tuoba Dajiang turned, casting a strange smile at Xu Yang.

And then, like lightning, attacked the avatar once again!

“I’m supposed to guess?” That twisted smile sent a flicker of astonishment through Xu Yang’s eyes.

Who could it be among the Barbarian Race?

Boom!

Bang!

Punch after punch fell— the avatar utterly powerless to resist!

Xu Yang could feel the avatar’s condition rapidly plummeting, its life force draining away at alarming speed!

If he didn’t act soon, once this avatar completely collapsed, it would be lost to him forever!

Xu Yang drew a deep breath, motionless.

In this moment, all he could do was trust Gu Jun!

Xu Yang harbored not the slightest doubt toward Gu Jun!

“Teacher, it all depends on you now!”

“What’s wrong? Can’t figure it out?”

“I’ll tell you—his name is Song Yuanhao, one of you Daqian Martial Artists!”

“What?”

“A Daqian Martial Artist?”

“Song Yuanhao? Isn’t that the eldest son of Celestial Travelers’ Commerce Association? Why is he with the Barbarian Race?”

The crowd erupted in chaos, exclaiming in disbelief!

“Song Yuanhao!”

Xu Yang’s whole body trembled, a violent storm erupting in his eyes. So it was really him!

So now, were they finally done hiding?

He’d long suspected Song Yuanhao would oppose Daqian, but never imagined he’d go this far—directly joining the Barbarian Race!

Did Zheng Xuan know nothing of this?

“It can’t be so simple!”

“Even joining the Barbarian Race, he’s only become a vassal. When not needed, the Barbarians will show no mercy!”

“Dammit, this isn’t the time to dwell on that!”

“Mr. Xu, is it really Song Yuanhao?” Yang Ziye faltered, stupefied.

“It’s definitely him!”

“The Haoyang Heaven-Sealing Array that doomed the Northern Territory—that was the handiwork of Celestial Travelers’ Commerce Association!”

Hiss!

Yang Ziye sucked in a breath, stunned and wide-eyed!

If this was true, the tale would shake the world!

“Xu Yang, the last punch!”

Tuoba Dajiang stared at Xu Yang, a vicious grin splitting his face.

By now, the avatar tottered on the brink, body webbed with cracks, its life nearly snuffed out!

Yang Ziye swallowed hard, momentarily ignoring the shocking news, quickly glancing at Xu Yang.

Only to find Xu Yang’s face calm and unmoved, betraying nothing at all!

Did he still have a way?

At this moment, Yang Ziye felt utterly powerless!

Xu Yang’s fist tightened, slowly.

Tuoba Dajiang’s lip curled in a mocking sneer, his gaze sweeping over all the Daqian Martial Artists, exposing undisguised scorn!

A dead silence spread!

Despair and unwillingness filled every gaze!

Swoosh!

Tuoba Dajiang made his move!

Meanwhile, the realm where Tu Xiong was—

Liou Yunfeng stood straight as a blade, the Cyan Jade Yin Yang Pendant in his hand emitting a soft azure radiance.

The world raged with wind and clouds; endless Spiritual Qi was being drawn in!

On the ground, dozens of Martial Artists all sat with legs folded, abandoning resistance!

A formless devouring force enveloped them all, sucking up everyone’s power to gather above the Nine Nether Divine Demon Vine!

Like a vast cloud, dazzling with rainbow light, divine brilliance soaring, a heavenly avenue reaching the sky!

The wave of energy was suffocating!

Both Meng Ziqiu and Liou Yunfeng trembled, struggling to endure!

Buzz!!

Within that energy mass, countless profound and mysterious spiritual runes manifested!

Under Gu Jun’s secret control, they eventually fused into a titanic fist, ten thousand zhang in size!

The fist was like a towering mountain, holding up the heavens itself!

Unparalleled spiritual might churned skyward, striking terror like the end of days!

Apart from Liou Yunfeng, no one knew it was a legendary Pill Emperor working in the shadows. They all thought it was Pill King Liou Yunfeng unleashing an earth-shattering Divine Technique!

“Too terrifying!”

“I feel this power almost surpasses even the Myriad Phenomena Realm! It seizes heaven and earth, gathering the essence of all mountains and rivers and our combined might. Who could stand against such a punch?”

“Who would have thought the Pill King had such means!”

“That bastard can’t possibly withstand it!” one man glared hatefully at the Nine Nether Divine Demon Vine, grinding his teeth.

“Zheng Xuan, if you dare fool me, I’ll never forgive you!”

Within the pendant, Gu Jun muttered weakly, his voice frail as could be!

This Divine Technique was monstrously powerful—he was pouring out his own tattered soul just to unleash it.

Once cast, he would immediately fall into deep slumber!

Buzz!

A sudden purple fire blazed atop the giant fist.

The fist, now enwreathed in Purple Sun Heaven-Burning Fire, hummed thunderously as if to shatter the sky itself, crashing down in a world-breaking blow!

Inside the Nine Nether Divine Demon Vine, Tu Xiong felt a wave of dread, not knowing what was happening outside, but this sensation made his hair stand on end!

“Impossible.”

“There’s no way they can shatter the Nine Nether Divine Demon Vine!”

“All this time—what have the Daqian people been doing? Why has no one fallen yet?”

Tu Xiong raged inwardly.

He had never hoped he could hold out forever, just trying to buy some time!

But suddenly—

Tu Xiong’s expression changed dramatically!

“No…”

Boom!

“Aaaahhh~~~”

A wretched scream was drowned in the thunderous detonation, not even a ripple left behind!

Beneath the giant fist, the Nine Nether Divine Demon Vine was obliterated inch by inch, not a trace remaining!

Revealed below was Tu Xiong, seated cross-legged on the ground without moving, like a statue!

But his face was frozen in terror, eyes bulging round, panic-stricken—sealed in that final instant!

“Not dead?”

“Even that didn’t kill him?”

The crowd was stunned beyond belief!

But immediately after, everyone flushed with excitement and shouted in jubilation.

“We won! The Nine Nether Divine Demon Vine is shattered! Tu Xiong is dead for sure!”

“Mr. Liou, quickly, kill this bastard!”

The triumphant shouts echoed between heaven and earth.

Though they were now all terribly weak, every one of them felt might surge through their bodies!

Yet Liou Yunfeng’s eyes bulged wide—how could he not be dead?

Just then—

Swoosh!

A wisp of breeze drifted by.

Tu Xiong, like a pile of sand, scattered with the wind, vanishing to dust!

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