Supreme Martial God of the City

The old sorceress looked just like a skeleton wrapped in bark, filled with death Qi. Her left eye had no eyeball and was empty, looking terrifying, while her right eye was entirely white, consisting only of the sclera. The old sorceress struggled to lift her head to look at Ye Tian, then muttered something under her breath...

Then.

"Pu!!!"

The old sorceress suddenly spat out blood.

Her aged, frightening face was full of shock and disbelief.

"Why can’t I see his fate?" The sorceress was the fate priest of the Demon Spring Clan, and she was the one who sealed Jin Qingcheng’s memory.

As the fate priest, the old sorceress was over a billion years old, existing long before the birth of the Chang Civilization.

In her life, she had used the Eye of Destiny to see the fate of many, always succeeding, yet she couldn’t see this young human—neither his past life nor future.

A complete blur!

This was exceedingly frightening...

At the same time.

"Rest!"

Ye Tian stared at Mo Li, filled with murderous intent and intense fighting spirit.

He uttered a single word.

All things rest.

Given Ye Tian’s current power, using "Rest," how ferocious was that?

Meanwhile, above the Demon Spring Clan, the word "Rest" hung.

It resembled a blood-red sun.

Blood permeated, blood dripped.

The realm of death and erosion reached an extreme purity, communicating with Heaven and Earth, intimidating the void. As the word "Rest" descended, even the void’s turbulence and black holes retreated.

The word "Rest" locked onto Mo Li.

Completely locked.

At that moment, Mo Li visibly shuddered, his heart seemingly frozen.

Danger!!!

Extreme danger struck.

Mo Li did not sink into fear; rather, in his dark and deep eyes, there was pure fighting spirit and rage, as well as pride. He, Mo Li, throughout his life, was inferior to no one. Among the younger generation, who else but him?!

Mo Li let out a long howl.

"Roar..."

Then, he firmly grasped his chopping blade, his arm seeming to merge with the blade.

At that moment, Mo Li seemed to transform into a black, pure sword.

Mo Li.

Domineering.

The king of ten thousand blades.

Above the sky, sword intent converged, forming a rain of blades.

In the void, a turbulent flow of sword intent raged, driving away all things.

"Yin!"

With a quiver of his wrist, the chopping blade in Mo Li’s hand seemed to gain a soul, vibrating the heavens and covering the void!!!

Then...

Mo Li raised his chopping blade to the sky, roaring in fury:

"Slay the demon!"

"Slay the god!"

"Slay Heaven and Earth!" "Slay all living things!"

"Slay the self!!!"

Five consecutive slashes.

Each slash stronger than the last.

Each slash purer than the last.

The sword intent with each slash grew more terrifying until the "Slay the self" slash had Mo Li’s sword intent firmly at the pinnacle of Returning to simplicity, clearly, his entire being transformed into a mass of sword intent.

Five consecutive slashes.

Towards the word "Rest" above.

Facing the word "Rest," he never gave up, his momentum unstoppable.

In the palace hall, many people swallowed saliva, shaken to the core...

Whether it was Ye Tian’s strength or Mo Li’s strength, both were too powerful!!! Far exceeding imagination!

Mo Zhen, being the father, nodded slightly, very satisfied with Mo Li’s five slashes.

"Indeed, somewhat skilled," Ye Tian murmured.

But, only just so.

"Suppress!"

Although using the Soldier Suppressing Stone seemed somewhat bullying.

But, with the Soldier Suppressing Stone in hand, why not use it?

Why does he wield that blade, at the level of a Chaos Treasure?

A Chaos Treasure must be suppressed by the Chaos Soldier Stone.

Accompanied by Ye Tian’s utterance of "Suppress."

Suddenly, a stone appeared horizontally in the sky.

At the moment the stone appeared, it was evident that the chopping blade in Mo Li’s hand trembled mournfully and dimmed, while the Emperor’s Path, Tao, laws, rules, and so forth, attached to it, all vanished. The chopping blade trembled even more, immensely frightened.

As if trying to evade.

The five blade lights heading towards the word "Rest," similarly turned into nothingness.

At the same moment, the word "Rest" accelerated.

With extreme speed.

Falling.

Almost reaching the top of Mo Li’s head.

At this point, Mo Li wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

Mo Li’s face turned deathly pale.

He could already smell the scent of death.

"A young human, using the Chaos Soldier Stone, it’s somewhat lacking in martial fairness." At the same moment, Mo Zhen spoke, sighing slightly, his voice indifferent.

Mo Zhen raised his hand, pointing at the word "Rest"!!!

Immediately, a Qi vortex emerged out of thin air. The vortex attempted to halt the word "Rest."

The vortex appeared simple, yet terrible.

Exceptionally terrifying.

Even from the power contained within the vortex, Ye Tian could clearly feel it exceeding 5000 meters.

An unimaginable force.

A Lower Emperor of the Seventh-Realm was truly too strong.

Furthermore, Ye Tian could faintly sense more than a hundred types of laws contained within the vortex.

So formidable.

As the vortex appeared and approached, the word "Rest" clearly began to tremble; it was absolutely no match.

"The one I, Ye Tian, want to kill, the senior probably cannot save."

Nevertheless, even so, Ye Tian suddenly sneered, unrestrainedly, outrageously.

Mo Li must die. "Principle River, appear!!!" Ye Tian unhesitatingly used the Principle River. Immediately.

The river formed by hundreds of laws seemed to tear through the void, severing time, freezing space.

Also emerging out of thin air.

Appearing beside the vortex wielded by Mo Zhen.

The two.

Collide head-on!

"Boom..."

The storm of laws roared.

The terrifying collision threatened to annihilate thousands of voids.

It shook the clan’s suppressing array of the Demon Spring Clan.

The clouds of laws in all directions stirred, even alarming some hidden, slumbering old monsters in the void.

The collision of the two was... evenly matched!!! Neither could overpower the other.

And at this moment.

The word "Rest" had already fallen!

"No!......." Mo Zhen’s composure and confidence vanished, his face suddenly twisted in horror, his ancient and weathered eyes were about to burst, with a roar.

Distraught.

At the same time.

It was clearly visible that the word "Rest" fell, landing on Mo Li.

The result was foreseeable.

Death.

Mo Li died utterly, with not even a Divine Soul left.

It wasn’t that Mo Li wasn’t strong.

On the contrary, Mo Li was exceptionally formidable, an Emperor at such a young age, not an ordinary Emperor, able to level up in battles at the Emperor’s level, the first demon in the history of the Demon Spring Clan, truly deserving the title.

But unfortunately, he encountered Ye Tian.

Even more unfortunate still, Mo Li’s most adept Sword Dao required using his life-bound weapon, that chopping blade, nurtured with Essence Blood and laws for ten thousand years, with nature’s spiritual energy and chaotic qi flow for ten thousand years, with Demon Spring Water and Void Rules for ten thousand years, indeed extraordinarily powerful. In a sense, Mo Li greatly relied on that blade. Tragically, the blade met the Chaos Soldier Stone and suddenly lost its place to be effective.

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