Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The barrier's isolation filled Ling Fei with despair.

At this moment, Jun Wuxie was already extremely weak after forcefully killing sixty high-level Soul Hunters.

However, there were still over five hundred high-level Soul Hunters, and hundreds of experts from the Black Demon Sect!

"Jun Wuxie, do you still have the strength to fight?" The Soul Hunter Commander stood in the air tens of miles away, looking down upon the battlefield, and said coldly, "Since ancient times, no one who has been targeted by my Soul Hunters has ever escaped! Even if someone escapes by chance, it is only temporary, and they will eventually offer their soul and origin!"

"Come and try!"

The Dragon Cry in Jun Wuxie's hand vibrated, and dozens of corpses and shattered shields and armor were blasted away with a loud bang.

His eyes were like cold lightning, and his thick black hair, stained red with blood, danced wildly in the air.

"Go! Retrieve his origin and soul for me!"

The Soul Hunter Commander issued the order indifferently.

Fifty high-level Soul Hunters rushed up.

Wielding black scythes towards the weakened Jun Wuxie.

In an instant, the blades of fifty scythes dyed the sky ink-black, slashing down overwhelmingly.

Just as they raised their scythes to strike, the weakened Jun Wuxie suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura, like a wounded and violent ancient beast, smashing through the void and rushing towards them.

Rumble!

The chaotic energy surged around his body, forming a domain world, instantly covering a kilometer radius!

The fifty high-level Soul Hunters were immediately enveloped in the domain.

The scythe blades they slashed with suddenly turned into black light smoke, disappearing like a mist just as they were about to land on Jun Wuxie.

"How could this be!"

The high-level Soul Hunters exclaimed, feeling as if they were in a chaotic space where rules were collapsing, and the true energy within their bodies seemed to be suppressed and imprisoned, making it difficult to circulate.

With a loud bang!

A high-level Soul Hunter exploded under a golden fist, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

The other Soul Hunters frantically rushed towards the surroundings, trying to escape the space filled with chaotic energy.

However, they found that the chaotic energy in this space was extremely dense, and every step forward required them to exert all their strength.

The chaotic energy squeezed in, making their movements extremely difficult.

Everyone watched this scene in shock.

In that area where the chaotic energy was tumbling.

Jun Wuxie was like a supreme monarch dominating the world, blasting the powerful high-level Soul Hunters into pieces in the chaos with one punch each, leaving them with no power to resist.

The scene was like an asymmetrical massacre!

"You, quickly go and break through his chaotic domain!"

The Soul Hunter Commander's eyes flashed with cold light!

He was shocked by the power of this domain, which could actually suppress techniques!

Once techniques were suppressed, who could be a match for Jun Wuxie, who cultivated his physical body?

Now, they had to break through his domain and shatter the power of technique suppression.

Otherwise, the fifty subordinates who had gone into battle would all die!

"You rats who walk in the shadows!"

Jun Wuxie roared, and with a puff, tore a high-level Soul Hunter in half.

Fresh red blood splattered, spraying all over him.

Bloodthirsty and berserk!

His eyes, under the Blood Transformation into Demon state, were red and frightening.

Tearing one person apart, he strode forward and lunged in front of another, raising him high above his head under his violently constricting pupils, and tearing him apart with force.

Puff!

Another high-level Soul Hunter was torn apart, letting out a shrill scream.

His movements were astonishingly fast, his body constantly flashing, tearing one Soul Hunter after another apart in the chaotic domain.

The shrill screams echoed throughout the battlefield, making people's scalps tingle.

People only saw that in that chaotic domain, one cloud of blood mist after another bloomed like bright red fireworks.

That young man, bloodthirsty and berserk, was like a demon god!

When the fourth batch of Soul Hunters rushed to the front of the chaotic domain, more than half of the Soul Hunters inside had already been killed.

They used sublimation-type forbidden techniques, wielding soul-splitting scythes to strike fiercely.

Rumble!

The chaotic domain trembled violently, and the chaotic energy inside was impacted and rolled like a tsunami.

Cracks quickly appeared on the surface of the domain.

"Break it for me!"

Fifty high-level Soul Hunters used all their strength to break the domain.

After several combined attacks, the chaotic domain, riddled with soul-splitting cracks, finally couldn't hold on and collapsed with a bang.

At this time, the last Soul Hunter inside was being held high above Jun Wuxie's head.

The domain collapsed, and the chaotic energy collapsed like a mountain torrent, shaking back the Soul Hunters who were breaking the domain.

At the same time, Jun Wuxie, under their gazes, tore the last Soul Hunter apart, and blood rained down.

His body also shook violently, and a mouthful of golden blood spurted out.

The domain was forcibly broken through, and he suffered a strong backlash, which made his already terrible physical condition even worse!

… …

Outside the capital city, on a distant mountain range, many figures stood.

They were paying attention to the situation on the battlefield.

"The disciple of the War Saint is destined to die this time, unless the War Saint takes action to save him, otherwise there is no possibility of survival!"

"Hehe, with the War Saint's pride, she probably won't show up. Now Jun Wuxie can compete with the Sect Emperor, and these Soul Hunters are only at the Sect King realm. Do you think the War Saint will show up?"

"It's good to die, this son will definitely be a big problem if he lives!"

"Well, if he dies, there will be one less terrifying opponent among the younger generation. Otherwise, on the road to compete for hegemony in the future, how many people can compete with him?"

"Not being able to kill him personally is a great regret for my Xiao clan!"

"He should have died in the hands of my Nan family's Qilin son, Nan Huang. This time, it's really cheap for him!"

… …

The high-level executives of the Saint Gate, Kaitian Sword Sect, Xiao clan, Yunling Nan family, and other quasi-Dominator level forces talked indifferently.

"Seventh Granny, are you sure you sensed the aura of the Ancient Phoenix Divine Blood?"

On another mountain range, on a certain peak, stood a young man dressed in golden-red feather clothes, with a handsome and extraordinary bearing.

Beside him was also a woman with white hair, but a very young and beautiful face, and a noble and aloof temperament.

"There will be no mistake. Not only is it the Ancient Phoenix Divine Blood, but it is also a very pure bloodline aura. If you can get it and let you devour and fuse it, it is very likely to awaken the Ancient Phoenix Ancestral Blood and return to the pure-blooded Phoenix Divine Body!"

The woman, whom the young man called Seventh Granny, said with some excitement.

"Who has the Ancient Phoenix Divine Blood? Is it that Jun Wuxie?"

The woman said, "It is not yet known. Don't worry, we will watch and see. It shouldn't be Jun Wuxie."

The young man no longer spoke, put his hands behind his back, and watched the battlefield indifferently.

… …

At this time, in the midst of the battlefield, the fifty high-level Soul Hunters who had been shaken back cautiously stepped forward.

Having learned from the previous example, they were quite cautious.

Looking at Jun Wuxie, who was barely maintaining his body from collapsing by supporting himself with his battle spear.

Their eyes were somewhat suspicious and uncertain, unable to determine whether the target was really exhausted, or whether he would once again erupt with the same power and methods as before.

"Rats are just rats!"

Jun Wuxie's disheveled hair covered half of his face, and strands of blood flowed down his hair to the ends, dripping down.

He raised his head, stared at the approaching Soul Hunters, and showed a disdainful smile, his snow-white teeth forming a sharp contrast with his blood-stained face.

"Surname Jun, in front of my Soul Hunter Palace, you are nothing but an ant!"

"You are about to die, and you still dare to be arrogant!"

"Kill!"

The Soul Hunters were enraged, instantly closing the distance, raising their soul-splitting scythes, and slashing forward.

"Lan Lan, time to work!"

Jun Wuxie grinned, smiling somewhat sinisterly.

A flash of blue light appeared.

A little guy about a foot long appeared beside him.

In those round eyes, mysterious runes flashed.

In an instant, the fifty Soul Hunters who rushed forward were fixed in the air.

Their eyes revealed a look of horror, struggling with all their strength, but unable to move even a bit.

At the same time.

The weakened Jun Wuxie, as if in a final burst of energy, suddenly pulled out Dragon Cry, his figure rising violently, rushing up like a stream of light.

His body flashed quickly, and the Dragon Cry spear came out, with specks of cold light accompanied by blooming blood flowers.

In an instant, he pierced dozens of Soul Hunters!

The last few were even picked up on the tip of the spear.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Everyone was caught off guard, all thinking that Jun Wuxie could not resist, but they did not expect such a result.

"Hahaha! Worthless rabble!"

Jun Wuxie held the spear in one hand, raised it high, and with a shake of the spear, several Soul Hunters exploded with a puff.

Bang!

He heavily inserted the battle spear into the pile of corpses under his feet, forcibly stabilizing his tottering body, his black hair dancing wildly in the strong wind, staring at the area tens of miles away, and said coldly: "Come again! Today, I will kill all of you rats walking in the shadows!"

The Soul Hunter Commander slowly pulled down the mask on his face, revealing a slightly pale young face.

He stared at Jun Wuxie, the muscles on his face twitching from time to time.

His whole body was filled with a cold, brutal, and violent aura.

A person who was extremely weak actually killed more than a hundred of his subordinates!

The loss was too heavy!

"He is already at the end of his rope, you go for me!"

He gritted his teeth and issued the order.

This time, there were ten groups of high-level Soul Hunters entering the battlefield, a full one hundred peak stage Sect King Tenth Transformation powerhouses!

Such a formation was quite terrifying.

Equivalent to a hundred early stage Sect Emperors taking action at the same time!

They approached Jun Wuxie, and the aura they released condensed together, like a hurricane sweeping across the earth.

Across a long distance, Jun Wuxie's broken clothes fluttered, his head of black hair flew backward, and the muscles on his face were blown in.

"It's over, I'm afraid there will be no more miracles this time… …"

The Sect Leader of the Medicine King Sect sighed deeply, his words filled with helplessness and regret.

Boom!

A loud noise.

It didn't come from the battlefield, but from the barrier's light screen on the city wall.

Yan Qingcheng's body was filled with purple true energy, surging towards her palms, heavily bombarding the barrier.

"Clan Head, what are you doing?"

The two Saint Realm experts of the Enchanting Eye Clan looked at her actions in shock.

"Clan Head, stop quickly! You can't break this barrier! Even if you break it, do you still want to personally take action to save him? If that's the case, we will face the revenge of the Soul Hunters, and the clan may face extermination!"

However, Yan Qingcheng seemed not to have heard their words, frantically bombarding the barrier.

The barrier rebounded the power, causing blood to spill from the corner of her mouth.

However, she still didn't stop, attacking with even greater frequency.

Rumble!

The muffled booming sound continued.

She spat a mouthful of blood onto the barrier.

"Enchanting Eye Blood, ignite my life, offer it as a sacrifice..."

On her body, a series of bloodline runes emerged, each wisp of runes burning.

Her aura was frantically increasing.

"Clan Head! Are you crazy?!"

The expressions of the two Saint Realm experts of the Enchanting Eye Clan changed drastically, and they rushed up to stop her.

"Get out of the way!"

Yan Qingcheng's purple eyes were cold and frenzied.

She actually shook the two Saint Realms away at once.

"Yan Qingcheng, let's do it together!"

Mu Xuelan suddenly appeared beside her, the surface of her body covered in ice-jade colored runes, rapidly converging towards her hands, turning her two palms into jade-like objects.

Boom!

Together, they frantically bombarded the barrier.

The terrifying rebounding force sent them flying at once, their skin cracking and blood flowing like a stream.

"Mu Xuelan, again!"

Yan Qingcheng took a deep look at her, and the two attacked again.

"Quick, stop them!"

The Saint Realm expert of the Ice Cloud Tower recovered from the shock and immediately rushed up.