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LjChapter 582: Zhao Rong Takes Action

But in an instant, the Primordial Universe Holy Force engulfed the three Divine Spirits of the Divine Dragon Clan.

Following them were the Phoenix Clan, the Sky Demon Clan, Heavenly Sword Divine Sect, and the Supreme Chen Family.

Three thousand gods, continually submerged.

One by one, Divine Spirits were sent flying by the Primordial Universe Holy Force, by the Power of Primordial Time.

Earlier, three thousand gods descended upon the Martial Arts Arena like rain, encircling Xiaotian for the kill; and now, like locusts, the three thousand gods were smashed onto the Martial Arts Arena.

The Martial Arts Arena continuously trembled.

Peng peng peng peng!

A series of regular and dense sounds echoed in the ears of the multitude of powerhouses.

As the powerful members of the Divine Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, and the Sky Demon Clan smashed onto the ground, onlookers saw that the struck Divine Spirits were visibly aging at a rapid pace, as if the power of Time had devoured all the vitality and blood from their bodies.

Defeated!

Not one among the three thousand gods could withstand Xiaotian’s power.

Apart from a few Divine Spirits who managed to escape to the third layer, the rest were wounded by the Primordial Universe Holy Force, the Power of Primordial Time.

Xiaotian swept his cold gaze over the crowd.

In fact, although the three thousand gods were numerous, they came from various major families and Sects. The mob appeared united only superficially; their power was not concentrated but scattered in all directions. That was why they could not withstand his Primordial Universe Holy Force and the Power of Primordial Time.

Otherwise, it would not have been easy for him to defeat them all.

The scene was quiet.

Countless powerhouses watching this scene were speechless with shock.

If even the three thousand gods were defeated, who below the fourth Divine Spirit level could possibly stand against the descendent of the Netherworld Grandmaster?

Just as everyone sat in stunned silence, suddenly, a Sword God leapt from his throne and landed in front of Xiaotian.

Seeing the person who came forward, the crowd was astonished.

“White Bone Sword God!”

The one who emerged was indeed the White Bone Sword God.

As a disciple of someone from the Netherworld Demon Sect, it stood to reason that the White Bone Sword God was also from the Netherworld Demon Sect. Could it be that the White Bone Sword God intended to make a move against the Netherworld Grandmaster’s descendant?

The White Bone Sword God looked at Xiaotian before him, raising his White Bone Demon Sword slightly, emitting a sorrowful whine, “Boy, your nature is cruel, you kill indiscriminately, bringing calamity to the Myriad Swords Continent. Today, I, the White Bone Sword God, will exterminate you for the Myriad Swords Continent!”

Hearing that the White Bone Sword God was indeed going to strike and kill Xiaotian, the Netherworld Demon Sect Master, people’s expressions were a rich tapestry of colors.

Zhao Rong, however, sneered.

In fact, the White Bone Sword God had long since yielded to him.

It just wasn’t known to the outside world yet.

“Die!” the White Bone Sword God suddenly swung a sword, instantly striking towards Xiaotian.

Years ago, the White Bone Sword God had already stepped into the tenth layer of Divine Spirit, his strength immensely great. How could it be compared to those of the three thousand gods of the third and second layers of Divine Spirit?

Everyone tensed up, knowing that even if Xiaotian was powerful, as a second layer Saint Realm, he couldn’t possibly be a match for the White Bone Sword God.

Just as the White Bone Sword God was about to be turned into fragments by Xiaotian’s Sword Qi, all of a sudden, a voice sounded as if coming from the netherworld, “A treacherous disciple who betrays and dishonors their master, die!”

A gigantic ghost palm emerged out of the void, crashing down ferociously.

The power of the ghost palm was so great, its speed so fast, it surpassed everyone’s imagination. The White Bone Sword God, startled, raised his head just in time to see the ghost palm above his head.

The White Bone Sword God’s face changed dramatically, having no time to concern himself with Xiaotian, he raised his sword of bones and swung it upwards in a frenzy, countless streams of White Bone Sword Qi soared into the sky.

Among the White Bone Sword Qi, numerous towering Bone Demons flew out.

The strength of the White Bone Sword Qi shocked many of the Sword Dao Ancestors.

The White Bone Sword God, ranking forty-nine on the Sword God List, had reached a terrifying level in Sword Dao. Many of the old ancestors of the Supreme Sects present admitted that they wouldn’t be able to receive such a sword strike.

However, the White Bone Sword Qi, powerful enough to obliterate a Divine Mountain, was instantly crushed by the ghost palm from the high sky.

The White Bone Sword Qi seemed like nothing but a pile of already decayed bones that could not withstand a single hit in front of this ghostly palm.

Crack!

The White Bone Sword Qi, along with the White Bone Sword God himself, was directly smashed into the ground by the gigantic ghostly palm.

The ground shook violently as terrifying waves of air rolled and surged.

Even many of the seated Sword Gods were blown about as if they were about to fly away.

Everyone looked and saw that the White Bone Sword God had been turned into a lump of flesh paste.

The surrounding ground was stained red with the blood of the White Bone Sword God.

Seeing this, everyone trembled with shock and terror, the esteemed ancestor of the White Bone Demon Palace, just like that, was slapped dead by a palm?@@novelbin@@

This was an existence ranked number 49 on the Sword God List.

Many people turned their gazes towards the Netherworld Ghost King, the sickly old man who looked like he could die at any moment had just killed an existence ranked number 49 on the Sword God List with a single palm!

“He’s the old monster who killed Sword God Hanlong!” An Elder suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone’s faces changed drastically.

The tale of Sword God Hanlong having his Divine Soul drained and then incinerated into ashes was known by many.

As the crowd was astonished, the Netherworld Ghost King and Shocking Heaven Sword God swiftly flew behind Yang Xiaotian.

Elder of Ages, Sword God Nan Tian, and the Titan Giant Demon also arrived behind Yang Xiaotian.

“Nan Tian and the Titan Giant Demon, could it be that they have both pledged allegiance to the disciple of the Netherworld Grandmaster?!” Many Elders looked at each other in bewilderment.

However, Elder of Ages was once imprisoned on Death Island for a hundred thousand years and had not appeared in the world for so long, so very few recognized Elder of Ages.

“It’s Elder of Ages!” Finally, a very ancient old monster spoke.

“What, he’s the disciple of Goddess of Destiny, Elder of Ages!” Many people were visibly moved, turning their attention to Elder of Ages.

The Goddess of Destiny held an extremely exalted position on the Myriad Swords Continent.

As a disciple of the Goddess of Destiny, Elder of Ages naturally held a high status.

“Has Elder of Ages also pledged allegiance to the disciple of the Netherworld Grandmaster?” An Elder of an Empire questioned in surprise.

Many were puzzled by the decision of someone as dignified as Elder of Ages to pledge allegiance to the disciple of the Netherworld Grandmaster.

Although some recognized Elder of Ages, no one was familiar with the Netherworld Ghost King nor Shocking Heaven Sword God; not even Zhao Rong, Fist Ancestor, nor the wielders of the Dual Swords could identify the foundations of the Netherworld Ghost King and Shocking Heaven Sword God.

When the Netherworld Ghost King made his move just now, he did not use the Netherworld Purgatory Palm, but merely an ordinary ghostly palm.

Even so, an ordinary ghostly palm was enough to kill the White Bone Sword God with a single blow.

At the level of the Netherworld Ghost King, a casual palm, punch, or finger could not be withstood by neither White Bone Sword God nor Sword God Hanlong.

Those who were about to act hesitated after seeing the fate of the White Bone Sword God and noticing Elder of Ages resting in their actions.

The scene fell silent once again.

Then, all of a sudden, a figure flashed; Zhao Rong leaped down from the second throne and came before Yang Xiaotian, followed by Fist Ancestor, the Dual Swords, Myriad Tribulations Sword God, and all the Sword Gods flew out as well.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sect experts all converged behind Zhao Rong.

“It’s finally coming!” The crowd had been speculating when Zhao Rong would make his move.

Now Zhao Rong could no longer hold back and had to take action.

Afterward, one Sect Ancestor after another led their followers down, alighting behind Zhao Rong.

These were all the experts and Sects that had pledged allegiance to Zhao Rong.

In a moment, dozens of Supreme Sects gathered behind Zhao Rong.

Millions of people! And not a single one was anything less than a master!

On Yang Xiaotian’s side, including Xiaotian himself, there were only six people.

Zhao Rong glanced at Sword God Nan Tian, the Titan Giant Demon, and Elder of Ages behind Yang Xiaotian and said indifferently, “There’s no need for you to accompany the disciple of the Netherworld Grandmaster to the grave. I offer you a chance, retreat now, and you can avoid death!”