Chapter 126: Absolute Power, Crumbling Zhao Wutian!
Golden light filled the sky, converging entirely upon Zhou Tong.
The spectators watched as his aura surged in an instant, reaching a certain limit before beginning to retract, returning to nothingness.
Now, Zhou Tong resembled an ordinary person.
However, only the sharpest of strong warriors could detect the power hidden within him, capable of shattering the cosmos.
“Thank you all, I’ll take it from here,” he said.
With a wave of his hand, the surrounding blood energy was easily dispelled, and everyone let out a sigh of relief.
“We are no longer able to fight, from now on, we can only rely on Guest Senior,” several Semi-Sages said with bitter smiles, slowly descending from mid-air. Except for the Empress, they were exhausted and it was time for them to retreat.
“Is that all…?” Zhao Wutian gazed at Zhou Tong, appearing relaxed.
Though Zhou Tong had indeed grown stronger by harnessing the power of everyone, he absolutely had not returned to the level of a Sage.
In that case, he was invincible.
“Just a futile struggle; you cannot be my opponent,” he declared arrogantly, his right hand clenched into a fist, thumb pointed towards himself, striking a condescending pose.
“Roar…”
Ten blood slaves sensed their master’s confidence, growing increasingly arrogant.
One of them flickered and appeared before Zhou Tong, transforming its palm into a claw, striking down fiercely towards his crown of the skull.
“Boom!” “Bang!”
Two explosive sounds resonated, shaking the void, for it was Zhou Tong who had thrown a punch, hitting its target squarely.
The blood slave didn’t even have a chance to resist before its body suddenly swelled and exploded.
The crowd was alarmed, staring blankly at the sky.
One strike killed a Semi-Sage!
What terrifying power was this? Had he returned to the ranks of Sages?
“Go!!”
Zhao Wutian’s expression darkened in an instant. With a command, the other blood slaves moved to attack.
At that moment, Zhou Tong charged forward like a bolt of wind, sweeping through, and a golden whirlwind followed in his wake!
The first blood slave struck was sent flying, its form contorted, spitting blood, evidently severely injured.
Zhou Tong reached two of them, striking with heavy blows.
Two distinct sounds of impact echoed as one blood slave’s head exploded while the other was pierced through its body and burst apart.
Before the next moment could pass, he again delivered a kick, sending the previously injured blood slave into two halves.
Simultaneously, a hand strike fell, decapitating the nearest blood slave on the spot!
In the blink of an eye, five blood slaves lay dead!
These were existences comparable to Semi-Sages, and among them, some were strong Semi-Sages!
Yet, before Zhou Tong, they were as fragile as paper, shattering with the slightest touch.
“Roar, roar…”
The remaining five no longer dared to advance, keeping a safe distance from Zhou Tong.
Then, they simultaneously attacked, blood colors intertwining, unleashing a terrifying strike.
Zhou Tong stood firm, motionless, absorbing the impact directly, the void around him cracking and shrouding the scene in thick mist.
From that hazy chaos emanated an absolute aura of destruction, causing others to avert their gazes.
“Hahaha… did you overestimate yourself? Even you can’t escape unscathed…”
Before he could finish, an extreme wave of fiery heat surged forth, instantly evaporating the blood energy.
“Six Combinations Annihilation Sword, South, Charred Flame Ten Thousand Phenomena!”
A fire vortex swept through the void, waves of heat surged, scorching the remaining blood slaves, making them emit shrill cries.
“West Sword, Golden Purge!”
Zhou Tong stepped out from the haze, unleashing the most decisive strike!
Under this absolute killing move, the blood slaves had no power to resist, with four of them being obliterated in a single stroke.
The last remaining blood slave, in a panic, ignored Zhao Wutian’s orders and turned to flee.
“Where do you think you can escape to?”
Zhou Tong took a step forward, seeming to reverse time, blocking its path.
His aura erupted, the blood slave was sent tumbling down like a falling meteor.
Another burst of light, Zhou Tong teleported again, intercepting its escape route.
“Die.”
At that moment, fear appeared on the blood slave’s rigid face, and then it was kicked to pieces.
In less than fifty breaths, all ten blood slaves fell, Zhou Tong’s expression remained calm, demonstrating pure violence to the world.
“Having watched the show for so long, it’s now your turn.”
Zhou Tong locked onto Zhao Wutian, preparing for a killing strike.
“Just you?”
Zhao Wutian sneered, “Those little things were only part of my power; don’t think you’re anything special!”
He gazed at the youth before him, confident as ever: “Your strength has indeed surged, but it is still insufficient to be my opponent…”
Before he could finish, Zhou Tong vanished from his sight.
“You want to attempt a sneak attack? Truly a fool’s dream!”
Zhao Wutian thrust a palm forward, a blood handprint darkening the sky, yet it shattered only Zhou Tong’s illusion.
“This is impossible!”
Before the shock on his face could fully register, he suffered a hefty blow, Zhou Tong’s fist puncturing his abdomen!
“Ahhhhh…”
Zhao Wutian screamed in agony, suddenly unleashing his strength to break free from Zhou Tong and raced backward.
“This monster!”
He cursed inwardly, finally realizing the gap in power.
“You can only be proud of this moment!”
He growled viciously.
“I possess the essence of the Demonic Race, along with the Great Formation for protection, enabling me to absorb blood energy to replenish myself, and I’m continuously growing stronger.”
“And that borrowed strength of yours won’t last long; when it fades, it will be your death.”
“In that case, it’s better to directly defeat you!” Zhou Tong replied softly with a smile.
“Six Combinations Annihilation Sword!”
He seemed unfazed, coalescing a black sword in his palm.
“Earthly Sword, Netherworld Furnace!”
The black sword plunged into the void, instantly appearing as though it had opened the gates of hell.
Countless skeletons surged forth from the spatial rift, coated in black flames, swiftly surrounding Zhao Wutian.
“What is this thing?”
Zhao Wutian’s pupils dilated, and soon the skeletons were upon him. The black flames caused him immense harm.
He roared, chunks of skin peeling away, followed by flesh dissolving and injuring his essence.
This black fire was pure Netherworld energy, lethal to life; even the vitality of the Demonic Race could not withstand it.
“All of you die!”
He exploded in fury, intending to slay the skeletons.
But just then, flesh and blood manifested on the skeletons, the familiar visage striking Zhao Wutian’s eyes like a bolt from the blue.
These were clearly members of the Heavenly Dao Mansion!
“Lord… save us… please!!”
In his moment of daze, the skeletons easily tore apart his body, blood flowing profusely.
“Ahhhhhh!!!”
Zhao Wutian’s face contorted in rage, letting out a howl that was uncertain if it was out of pain or anger.
“Heavenly Sword! Twin Disrupt!”
At that moment, a terrifying sword intent erupted, and Zhou Tong unleashed his strongest strike, obliterating everything before him!
Erasing it all completely!
