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He carried this child’s saber, facing the most powerful opponent of his life.

The remnants of the four ancient gods’ wills.

He was excited. In the eyes of a swordsman, there was no distinction between strength and weakness.

With only the will to dare to wield the saber, his body began to disintegrate.

Under immense pressure, even the arm dragging the heavy saber behind him fractured.

He was as yet unknown, his body and limbs slowly disappearing.

Under extreme pressure, his entire skeletal structure vanished.

With Ding Ning’s head shattered, everything returned to calm.

“Sigh.” Liu Bai sighed lightly.

“You’ve blocked me.” Suddenly, a voice sounded in the sky.

Amid the three layers of Power of the Ancients, a young boy viciously swung the heavy saber in his hand.

Crack! Crack!

The sky seemed to freeze suddenly. Onlookers in the distance felt everything come to a standstill.

They even saw their reflections in the sky.

In the other half of the ghost fog, it suddenly became as splendid as a sunset glow.

Red fire clouds ignited an unquenchable saber intent.

With a single slash, ice sealed for ten thousand miles, and a sea of fire.

The entire sky split in two suddenly.

Then it exploded violently, the shattered saber intent raging out.

The saber intent pierced through countless living beings, and Qin Yu’s face turned ashen.

At this moment, facing this one-in-ten-thousandth saber intent, he truly understood Ding Ning’s strength.

This saber intent swept through the world, unstoppable.

Even the heavens couldn’t withstand this mortal’s slash.

As the saber intent raged, all Power of the Ancients dissipated between heaven and earth.

Almost simultaneously, the shackles suppressing many human races were instantly lifted.

The suppression of the Power of the Ancients ceased to exist. Liu Bai instantly struck the vast river sword intent on the God Source in his hand.

He immediately absorbed the power of five God Sources, yet his expression was incredibly desolate.

Farewell, my friend…

Ding Ning’s saber had vanished completely after its strike.

“Run away! This is a trap!”

Almost simultaneously, countless living beings cried out in madness.

Everyone here could feel the terrifying change. Three types of Power of the Ancients had emerged.

If Ding Ning hadn’t struck that final blow to defeat this primordial power, perhaps no one would have survived in the end.

At this moment, countless people frantically fled from the Burial Heaven Cave.

After the Power of the Ancients was defeated, it continued to spread like an unstoppable wildfire.

Moreover, everyone could feel the earth-shattering wrath capable of annihilating everything, a colossal beast truly awakened.

This fury, intent on reducing everything to ashes, represented the most terrifying will of the ancient gods since the Primordial Chaos.

Under this intent, everyone was mere ants.

Qin Yu immediately wanted to leave.

An angry roar exploded in Qin Yu’s sea of consciousness.

A dense swarm of generals descended from the sky, cutting off nearly all escape routes.

These generals were born for this realm, now bent on exterminating everyone.

Wait!

It seemed these generals harbored a particularly strong malice toward the human race.

At this moment, with no suppression from the Power of the Ancients, Qin Yu’s terrifying divine sense covered almost a tenth of the Burial Heaven Cave.

In an instant, hundreds of alien races escaped.

However, the human race continued to be besieged by generals.

Qin Yu’s body chilled. Could the Burial Heaven Cave, in league with the Path of Heaven, intend to slaughter many humans?

Nine Heavens Holy Sword!

Three lead generals faced Qin Yu, and at that moment, the power of the Nine Heavens Manifestations Gaze roared forth.

Shattering the three generals before him, Qin Yu swiftly darted through the gap in the encirclement.

With one hand on the Soul Suppressor, now free from the suppression of the Power of the Ancients,

He could enter the passageway, almost fragmenting his soul into a dream.

As Qin Yu opened his eyes, several forces of dark severance surrounded his body, strangling him in an instant.

Night!

Qin Yu’s body’s Dream Qi burst forth in a clamor as he walked out from the heavy encirclement.

Without the suppression of the Power of the Ancients, he could enter the dream to counteract the power of the night.

Although Dream Qi did not have much effect on these lifeless creatures, there was no problem protecting himself here.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then used the Ling Bo Escape.

Right now, the most urgent thing was to leave this place. Even Senior Ding Ning’s full-powered saber could not obliterate this Path of Heaven. Staying here would mean certain death.

Luo Xueyi? Fatty?

Suddenly, Qin Yu’s expression changed drastically.

In the area covered by his divine sense, Qin Yu discovered Fatty Situ and Luo Xueyi.

Surrounding them were countless generals, nearly a hundred in number.

Their internal qi had dwindled to an extreme as if they had endured here for a long time.

What was that?

Qin Yu unexpectedly discovered among the hundred generals three whose stature was taller and whose entire bodies were blood-red.

As their chests subtly undulated, a faint vibration resonated through the air.

It was the flow of energy within them, surpassing that of the other generals by a hundredfold.

Zombie King?

Qin Yu’s hair stood on end.

“How the hell did these two attract so many monsters?”

Not good!

Before Qin Yu could react, his body was already cleaved in two.

A leg, like an axe, whipped straight towards him.

The residual force, after cleaving Qin Yu in two, tilted downward and cut into the ground, creating a bottomless, pitch-black God Source.

Qin Yu’s body violently recoiled, the power of Night Qi instantly coalescing at the wound.

The two forces erupted into a fierce confrontation.

Boom!

Qin Yu’s body abruptly shot backward, a horrifying wound appearing between his waist and abdomen.

“What terrifying power. Even when I fully employ this Night Qi, I can’t completely immunize myself against this damage!”

Qin Yu shuddered. He knew well the formidable power of the night.

As a power of the Heavenly Devil, few humans could harness it.

Moreover, Qin Yu suddenly realized that after the strike, the King of Generals had retreated without pursuing him.

Their target seemed to be Luo Xueyi and Fatty Situ.

Qin Yu furrowed his brow. Could it be that these two individuals had obtained some Dharma Treasures?

This didn’t make sense! Qin Yu’s expression drastically changed.

He shifted his gaze to Luo Xueyi.

Could it be that its target was the person entrusted by the Faramita Buddhist Kingdom? Luo Xueyi.