The moment the battle began, the experts of the various factions charged toward the powerhouses of the Shangguan Family.
Allying with the demon race was one thing.
But the Shangguan Family had actually colluded with the Heavenly Demons—an unforgivable crime.
After all, whether human or demon, both races regarded the Heavenly Demons as their common enemy.
"Haha! If I were the ancestor of the Shangguan Family, I'd slaughter every one of these unfilial descendants myself!"
laughed another expert from the Nine Yang Holy Land.
This man was Daoist Ziyang, protector of the Nine Yang Holy Son.
"You can mock us all you want," Shangguan Wudi replied coldly, hatred burning in his eyes.
"Everyone has the right to choose their own path. So what if we've joined forces with the Heavenly Demons?
"As long as we can wipe the Yuntian Holy Land off the face of the world, I'd gladly become a Heavenly Demon myself!"
Both sides were top-tier experts whose minds had been tempered countless times. Mere words were incapable of shaking their resolve.
"Hopeless fool. You deserve death!"
The Nine Yang Holy Master and Daoist Ziyang wasted no more words and attacked with their full strength.
"Old Devil Han, we meet again."
Qin Emperor fixed his icy gaze on Han Laomo.
"This time, you won't escape."
The last time they fought, Han Laomo had managed to flee, much to the emperor's displeasure.
But now the entire region had been sealed off by an ancient formation.
There would be no escaping this time.
"Hahaha!"
Han Laomo burst into laughter.
"Save your empty boasts. The one dying today will be you!"
Deep down, he wanted nothing less than to face Qin Emperor again.
He had been thoroughly beaten during their previous encounter.
Now, with space itself sealed, breaking through the barrier would require time—time Qin Emperor would never give him.
Without another word, Qin Emperor struck with a palm.
The terrifying force instantly pulverized an entire mountain.
"Myriad Souls Banner!"
Han Laomo's expression turned grave.
He waved a tiny black banner into the air.
It rapidly expanded until it blotted out the sky.
This was his painstakingly refined Saint-grade divine weapon.
Within it were the imprisoned souls of over ten thousand powerful cultivators, forever denied reincarnation.
"Qin Emperor..."
Han Laomo sneered.
"I wonder how many experts from your Great Qin Dynasty are trapped inside."
"You seek death!"
The emperor's killing intent erupted.
He could clearly sense numerous souls from Great Qin within the banner.
Among them were even members of the imperial bloodline.
The closest to him...
...was his own elder brother.
The two brothers had always been close.
Years ago, his elder brother had ventured to Xiling Divine Province to train—and never returned.
Despite mobilizing the entire dynasty, Qin Emperor had never found any trace of him.
Only now did he learn the truth.
Han Laomo had murdered him.
"Don't be so angry, Qin Emperor."
Han Laomo laughed viciously.
"You should be thanking me.
"If I hadn't killed your elder brother, the throne of Great Qin would never have fallen to you."
The emperor's face became utterly expressionless.
Only endless killing intent remained.
With a wave of his hand, an ancient sword appeared.
"The Great Qin Imperial Sword!"
Without hesitation, he summoned the dynasty's imperial weapon.
Sword intent poured forth like an endless waterfall.
At first glance, it appeared to be the replica forged by Qin Emperor himself.
Yet the aura it emitted was incomparably ancient and majestic.
Even if it wasn't obvious to others...
It was still an unrivaled divine weapon.
The two supreme weapons collided.
Boom!
Space itself exploded.
Within moments, everything within ten thousand li had collapsed into ruin.
The instant Qin Emperor wielded the Great Qin Imperial Sword, Han Laomo—who had barely held his own—was immediately pushed onto the defensive.
Qin Emperor's combat power was terrifying.
Among cultivators of the same realm, he was virtually invincible.
Han Laomo simply couldn't compare.
Fortunately, Han Laomo excelled in spatial techniques and concealment arts.
Normally, if he truly wished to flee, even Qin Emperor would struggle to stop him.
Unfortunately...
The ancient sealing formation prevented him from escaping.
"Damn it!"
Han Laomo cursed inwardly.
"Why did they have to activate such an ancient formation?"
The moment he saw Qin Emperor arrive, he'd wanted to run.
But with space sealed, escape was impossible for the time being.
All he could do was endure Qin Emperor's relentless assault.
The frustration nearly drove him mad.
"So..."
Qin Emperor sneered.
"You still think you can leave?"
Another palm strike descended.
Although Han Laomo blocked it with the Myriad Souls Banner, the impact nearly shattered the artifact.
The banner emitted mournful cries.
Countless vengeful spirits wailed as its dark radiance dimmed considerably.
"Impossible!"
Qin Emperor snorted.
The Great Qin Imperial Sword flashed.
A single slash tore apart the newly restored void.
The Myriad Souls Banner was knocked flying.
Taking advantage of the opening, Qin Emperor appeared before Han Laomo in an instant.
His fist smashed directly into Han Laomo's chest.
Boom!
Han Laomo spat out a mouthful of blood.
He had been severely wounded.
Immediately afterward, a blood-red glow enveloped his body.
At the same time, the Myriad Souls Banner responded.
Its black light surged once more.
The imprisoned souls roared wildly as they charged toward Qin Emperor.
But the next second...
Han Laomo froze.
His greatest trump card...
...had inflicted virtually no damage.
"Impossible!
"How can this be?!"
He stared in utter disbelief at the completely unharmed Qin Emperor.
His eyes widened.
He refused to believe what he was seeing.
He had always possessed absolute confidence in the Myriad Souls Banner.
Back when he had first entered the Saint Realm, he had relied on this very weapon to heavily injure—and ultimately kill—a Sixth-Heaven Saint.
That glorious battle was precisely why he continued harvesting powerful souls.
His dream had been to recreate that miracle against another formidable opponent.
Yet now...
His strongest attack hadn't even scratched Qin Emperor.
His ultimate trump card...
...looked like nothing more than a joke.
Suddenly, Han Laomo's heart skipped a beat.
His gaze locked onto the sword in Qin Emperor's hand.
His voice trembled.
"That sword...
"It's the real Great Qin Imperial Sword!"
His face instantly turned deathly pale.
Rumors claimed Qin Emperor wielded a powerful imperial weapon modeled after the legendary Great Qin Imperial Sword.
But he had never imagined...
The emperor was wielding the genuine article.
The very sword once used by the Ancestral Dragon Emperor of Great Qin to attain the Dao.
The strongest imperial weapon in the entire dynasty.
Buzz—
The Great Qin Imperial Sword trembled softly.
An overwhelming imperial aura erupted from the blade.
Its power seemed capable of suppressing everything beneath the heavens.
"Realizing it now..."
Qin Emperor spoke coldly.
"...is already too late."
The sword descended.
One slash.
Han Laomo's body exploded instantly.
His soul was annihilated under the sword's overwhelming power.
Thus...
The infamous Old Devil Han, one of the most powerful experts of his generation, perished completely.
Body and soul were utterly destroyed.
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