Chapter 74
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Chapter 74: Slaughtering Them All
Zhang Yang’s dominance erupted in full.
With the nine divine powers combined with the eighteen-thousand-pound divine rod, it felt as if he wielded the force of ten divine powers. Its resilience was unbreakable, making it utterly extraordinary.
He completely ignored the Seventh Prince.
Even though the Seventh Prince’s combat strength was exceptional and he was the only one present who had also reached the Level Eight Returning to Origin Realm, wielding a black battle sword radiating extreme dominance, it still wasn’t enough.
One strike from the rod severely bent the black battle armor, proving it could not withstand the force. The Seventh Prince’s hands ached from gripping the sword, his arms on the verge of exploding as he was forced to retreat violently.
Whoosh!
One end of the rod brushed past his face, nearly grazing the tip of his nose as it fell.
Though it didn’t make contact, the fierce wind alone felt like a blade, leaving his face in excruciating pain.
Boom!
The rod smashed into the ground.
The earth tore apart instantly, debris flying in all directions. Several pieces struck the Seventh Prince, causing him to cry out in pain.
"Again!"
Zhang Yang followed up with a second strike.
He was fast, and the rod was even faster.
The Seventh Prince had just managed to stop himself, unable to counterattack in time, and could only grip his sword with both hands to defend.
Clang!
The Seventh Prince blocked the attack.
But the force was monstrous. It drove him down onto one knee. The immense pressure left a fingernail-sized dent in the black battle sword and spread cracks across its surface. The shock traveled through the sword and into his hands, surging up his arms.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
The sounds of shattering bones echoed continuously.
His hand bones and arm bones fractured, blood soaking through his sleeves as his internal organs twisted violently, causing him to spurt blood from his mouth and nose.
"Third strike!"
Zhang Yang’s fighting spirit remained fierce, his dominance suffocating. Light gathered on the divine rod as the slain wolves returned, increasing its weight to over twenty-thousand pounds.
This strike was even stronger than the previous ones.
The Seventh Prince desperately wanted to dodge, to retreat. Even if it meant disgrace, he wanted to save his life.
But he couldn’t. Zhang Yang’s speed was simply too fast. By the time the Seventh Prince heard the sound of the strike, the divine rod was already falling.
The Seventh Prince let out a furious roar, pouring every ounce of strength into his defense.
The black battle sword erupted with dark, cold light. It seemed as though the dark mountains and rivers carved into the blade had awakened, unleashing black radiance and boosting its power.
The rod struck the battle sword.
Crack!
This time, it hit the already damaged section. The cracks exploded, and the black battle sword shattered.
The divine rod, carrying an unstoppable, thunderous force, came crashing down.
With his sword broken, the full impact slammed into the Seventh Prince.
What kind of force was this?
The Seventh Prince was sent flying by the blow, crashing through more than ten people as he soared out of the Vast Forest.
Boom!
The divine rod smashed into the ground again, tearing the earth apart.
Zhang Yang did not relent. He lifted the divine rod and charged forward.
As he reached the edge of the Vast Forest, he was forced to stop.
Outside, two thousand members of the Demon Slayer Team watched him with fierce eyes. Among them stood several experts from both the Small and Great Immeasurable Realms, along with many from the Opening the Sky and Ascending to Heaven Realms.
The Seventh Prince lay on the ground, the blood-soaked earth beneath him glowing bright red.
An expert hurried over to administer a healing pill to aid his recovery.
“Wretched scum, come out and die!”
An expert from the Immeasurable Realm shouted.
Zhang Yang slowly raised his head, his cold gaze locking onto the man as he responded in an icy tone, “You will all die.”
Another expert sneered, “With just a few of you, you dare to challenge us?”
Others chimed in with mockery and provocation.
Confident in their high cultivation realms and overwhelming numbers, they showed no fear.
Zhang Yang coldly commanded, “Attack. Slaughter them!”
At his order, a howling sound echoed through the air.
Li Kunhai, Shang Zhu, Tang Zhu, Lang Yaozu, and the others charged forward like lightning.
Four Great Boundless experts led the charge, accompanied by more than ten Small Boundless experts, along with several others from the Opening the Sky and Ascending to Heaven Realms.
A Great Boundless expert from the Demon Slayer Team sneered, “This little group isn’t enough to take us down.”
“Is that so?”
A cold voice echoed from above.
The next moment, a brilliant sword light illuminated a hundred-mile radius.
“Holy Sword!”
Someone screamed.
Boom!
The Ice Spirit Holy Sword descended with overwhelming holy might, directly cleaving the Great Boundless expert who had mocked them. The terrifying sword aura surged outward, knocking down dozens of people.
“Unbearable blow.”
Bing Yuyan, stunningly beautiful, wielded the unparalleled holy sword, moving like a divine beauty performing a sword dance. With a single stroke, she plunged the battlefield into chaos.
No one could match her.
Close behind her were Feng Daoer and Shuang Jianer, two Small Boundless experts, who also rushed into the fray.
One hundred twenty-five Ice and Snow Divine Guards charged in as well.
At this moment, numbers no longer mattered.
Bing Yuyan alone required eight Great Boundless experts from the Demon Slayer Team working together just to hold her back.
Meanwhile, Li Kunhai, Shang Zhu, and the other two Great Boundless experts each wielded a black boundless divine knife and used the Ghost King Guards’ breastplates as shields. The Ghost King Guards were massive, and their breastplates large enough for the four of them to shrink slightly and hide completely behind them.
Together, they held off five Great Boundless experts, effectively tying up all the top fighters from the Demon Slayer Team.
The remaining threat lay in the sheer number of other Demon Slayer Team experts.
Faced with such a situation, Zhang Yang coldly declared, “I will bury your entire hundred-thousand-strong Demon Slayer Team!”
With a wave of his hand, the war statues erupted forward.
In total, there were thirty-seven war statues: one Great Boundless, six Small Boundless, and thirty from the Opening the Sky Realm.
With their arrival, the battlefield shifted dramatically.
The key was the Great Boundless war statue.
Its terrifying power lay in its ability to crush two Small Boundless experts with a single step and to knock out six or seven Opening the Sky experts with one punch. It faced no equal.
Great Boundless experts roared and tried to break through to challenge it, but they were completely restrained by Bing Yuyan, Li Kunhai, Shang Zhu, and the others.
Especially Bing Yuyan. Her overwhelming power was suffocating.
So beautiful, so graceful, so goddess-like. As she wielded the holy sword, some people finally recalled long-buried memories.
“She’s Bing Yuyan!”
“The number one beauty from five hundred years ago!”
“The master of the Ice and Snow Divine Palace!”
The battlefield grew even more chaotic and frenzied.
Bing Yuyan, cold and proud, swung the Ice Spirit Holy Sword continuously, leaving more than ten Great Boundless experts struggling to defend themselves.
The balance of power shifted in favor of the Vast Forest.
As long as no Great Boundless expert escaped to entangle the most powerful war statue, the outcome was certain.
The only question was how long the Great Boundless war statue would take to wipe out the experts beneath its realm.
Zhang Yang stared coldly at the Seventh Prince and said, “Kill them all. Leave no one alive!”
The Seventh Prince consumed a healing pill and quickly regained his strength, feeling the pressure mount.
Originally at the Ascending to Heaven Realm, he had fallen to the fifth level of the Returning to Origin Realm to become a world-destroying demon, only to later break through to the eighth level of the Returning to Origin Realm. To him, there was no difference between the inside or outside of the Vast Forest.
Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes, sensing something unusual. His intuition had saved him more than once, and now it told him there was no danger.
He decided to test it and stepped forward.
