Chapter 662
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“Until the very end, no one knows who will live and who will die!”
As Ye Wushuang’s words fell, he held the sword with both hands, gazing at the descending giant blade without a moment’s hesitation, and swung the sword with all his might.
This single strike.
It seemed to sever time itself, to shatter space, and to cleave everything in this world as if it were nothing.
Everyone present witnessed a sword appearing in the sky—a sword of normal size in Ye Wushuang’s hand, yet when he swung it, it seemed as if a giant had risen, towering over the heavens and standing on the earth, crushing everything in its path.
The Nine-Primal Tai Xu Sword was unleashed.
A terrifying sense of tearing and ripping reached Shang Muchen in an instant.
Boom…
In the next moment.
The blood-red giant blade was shattered into pieces.
Even Shang Muchen’s body, beneath the blood-red blade, came to a halt.
After the sword strike passed, everything seemed to return to normal.
Yet the overwhelming, heart-crushing aura that had made people feel as if the world was collapsing had not dissipated for a long time.
Many people looked up in astonishment.
Shang Muchen, motionless?
Many members of the Shang Clan were shocked beyond belief.
At this moment, Ye Wushuang, holding the sword, stood in mid-air, panting heavily, his face pale and terrifying, as if all his energy and spirit had been drained, like a corpse on the verge of death, only still breathing.
That single strike had almost drained Ye Wushuang’s very life!
And then, at this moment, Shang Muchen, who had been standing still a hundred zhang away from Ye Wushuang, suddenly exploded.
Boom!!!
A sky full of blood mist, disappearing amidst the pouring rain.
A Myriad Laws Realm powerhouse, now dead.
Slain by Ye Wushuang’s sword.
Although that strike had almost cost Ye Wushuang his life, he was still alive, while Shang Muchen had fallen to the sword.
“Clan leader!”
“Clan leader!”
Shang Qingquan, Shang Shanchuan, Shang Yuzhi, and other Tiangang Realm powerhouses of the Shang Clan were all agape, their hearts filled with horror and fear.
The clan leader, dead!
Killed by Ye Wushuang!
“Kill!”
Xu Yuntian, Tian Chengwen, He Bo, and others were now furious, leading the warriors of the Dark Soul Hall to charge into the Shang Mansion.
Shang Muchen had reached the Myriad Laws Realm, yet he was still dead. The belief of the Shang Clan members had completely collapsed!
The tide of battle began to turn decisively.
“Damn it!”
Shang Qingquan, in a rage, growled, “Even if the Shang Clan perishes today, Ye Wushuang must die. Kill Ye Wushuang at all costs!”
“Kill!”
Shang Qingquan took the lead, his figure soaring into the air, heading straight for Ye Wushuang.
At this moment, Xu Yuntian and the others naturally rushed to block him.
But now, the surviving Tiangang Realm warriors of the Shang Clan had completely lost all caution, and they kept charging at Xu Yuntian and the others in a suicidal manner, trying to stop them and give Shang Qingquan and the others a chance to attack Ye Wushuang.
Suddenly…
Shang Qingquan, at the eighth level of the Tiangang Realm, broke through layer upon layer of obstacles. With a few leaps, his Tiangang energy condensed, and he directly struck at Ye Wushuang, who was standing in mid-air.
“Ye Wushuang, your life is mine!”
Shang Qingquan had completely lost his mind.
Seeing Shang Qingquan charging at him, Ye Wushuang could only give a bitter smile.
This time, he truly couldn’t do anything.
Having consumed a hundred years of his lifespan to rise from the fifth level of the Yuanfu Realm to the peak of the ninth level of the Tiangang Realm, and then engaging in a fierce battle with Shang Muchen, he had finally managed to draw the Nine-Primal Tai Xu Sword, using every last bit of his energy and strength to deliver a strike that annihilated Shang Muchen.
He was now truly unable to move.
The slightest movement felt as if his body would split apart.
Seeing Shang Qingquan charging at him, Ye Wushuang could only give a bitter smile, utterly helpless.
As Shang Qingquan’s hand, shaped like a claw, was about to crush Ye Wushuang’s crown, a figure suddenly appeared behind Shang Qingquan like a wraith.
