Chapter 2694 - 2693: The Fall of Ancient Profound Venerable

"Gu Xuan Zun and the young master are both defeated!"

"The injuries haven’t healed, the immortality has vanished!"

"It’s over... none of us will survive..."

The elite warriors of the Martial Soul Holy Palace, including Nangong Xuan, were utterly despairing, looking soulless.

Everyone gave up resisting.

The power of the Dragon God Clan was too terrifying, resistance was futile, nothing could change.

Of course, it’s not that Gu Xuan Zun and the others were too weak.

It’s just that in the face of top-tier Immortal Law, they were powerless to resist.

How terrifying is the power of Immortal Law?

Jing Wushuang, with an Eight-star Saint Honor cultivation, defeated the peak Nine-star Saint Honor Elder Wuji, relying on Immortal Law.

Long Shiyun’s strength wasn’t equal to Gu Xuan Zun’s, but he was also in the True Immortal Realm.

At the same realm, the suppression of Immortal Law becomes even more apparent.

Without Immortal Law, the Dragon God Clan could never defeat the Demon Clan and the Martial Soul Holy Palace.

"Why don’t you take action? Why? Haven’t I done enough for you?" Gu Xuan Zun roared furiously into the void.

For the first time, Gu Xuan Zun felt despair.

The feeling of being abandoned, being treated as a pawn, made Gu Xuan Zun feel worse than death.

"If you mean that True Immortal, I can tell you why." Feng Wuchen spoke faintly.

Upon hearing this, the people of Gu Xuan Zun and the elite warriors of the Demon Clan immediately looked at Feng Wuchen.

Looking at Gu Xuan Zun, Feng Wuchen smiled faintly and said, "He can no longer summon the Dragon God Totem, cannot suppress the power of the Dragon God Clan, do you think he dares to appear?"

After a pause, Feng Wuchen continued, "If you mean the great powers that divide the realms, I don’t know, I do hope they will appear. I want to witness their presence with my own eyes. I heard they supported you back then against the Dragon God Clan. Without their backing, I think the Demon Clan and Martial Soul Holy Palace wouldn’t dare to act lightly, right?"

"Has Feng Wuchen already detected them? Even with his strength, he shouldn’t be able to detect the great powers." Long Xiaofeng thought with a frown, looking at Feng Wuchen.

"Second brother, third brother, let’s move." Long Shi Hun said coldly.

Long Shitian flashed in front of the grievously injured Gu Xuan and sneered, "Kid, how is it? Still feel that immortality is strong?"

"Long Shitian! How dare you!" Gu Xuan Zun shouted angrily.

"Gu Xuan Zun, you’re in no position to negotiate with me now!" Long Shitian smirked, ignoring Gu Xuan Zun’s threat, and struck Gu Xuan’s forehead with a palm.

"Boom!"

"Splash!"

As the palm fell, a loud bang echoed, Gu Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and his figure instantly turned into a black line and fell.

"Xuan’er!" Gu Xuan Zun roared bitterly, glaring madly at Long Shitian and shouting, "Long Shitian! You’re courting death! I won’t spare you!"

The ruthless palm strike killed Gu Xuan instantly.

"The young master was killed..." Nangong Xuan and the others were terrified and stunned.

The elite warriors of the Martial Soul Holy Palace were directionless, all scared out of their wits, shaking all over, without even a shred of desire to survive.

Long Shitian sneered, "Gu Xuan Zun, you need the capability for that."

"Gu Xuan Zun, it’s time to go." Long Shiyun smirked, executing an instantaneous movement and delivering a palm strike.

"Boom!"

"Splash!"

A powerful palm struck Gu Xuan Zun’s chest, sounding a loud explosion, the terrifying force causing Gu Xuan Zun to spit blood, his chest burst open, and he finally turned into a mist of blood.

Long Shiyun showed no mercy with a single palm strike.

The overlord of the Holy Realm fell.

The space fell silent, the entire Holy Realm quieted down.

The elite warriors of the Martial Soul Holy Palace and Demon Clan turned into zombies, motionless.

"As expected, it happened again!" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly and thought, "This is definitely not a coincidence, this feeling is very unusual, there must be powerful forces secretly acting."

"Hmm?" Long Shi Hun frowned slightly, seemingly also sensing something, thinking, "An eerily strange feeling, it disappeared instantly, was it an illusion? Not right, this fleeting feeling seems familiar, something must have happened."

After all, such a strange feeling, Feng Wuchen also felt it.

It’s definitely not an illusion.

"Ancestor, please give the order." Feng Wuchen spoke.

Long Shi Hun nodded slightly and then ordered, "Eliminate the Demon Clan! Eliminate the Martial Soul Holy Palace!"

The elite warriors of the Demon Clan and Martial Soul Holy Palace seemed very calm, but also utterly despairing.

No one begged for mercy, no one spoke, no one fled.

Because they knew, when death arrives, any resistance is futile.

"God Shadow Guard, listen to my command! Immediately hunt down the fleeing Demon Clan members! Leave no one alive!" Kui Ying ordered.

"Yes!" The God Shadow Guards respectfully followed the orders and disappeared.

"Kill without mercy! Take action!" God Shadow immediately shouted.

"Kill!" Long Qianye and the others took action again, their killing intent overwhelming.

"Boom boom boom!"

Another cold-blooded massacre unfolded, explosions non-stop, the elite warriors of the Demon Clan, clan members, Martial Soul Holy Palace warriors, no one resisted, already so numb with despair.

Under the insane slaughter by the Dragon God Holy Temple warriors, the corpses of Demon Clan members covered the entire Demon Domain, rivers of blood flowed.

The entire Demon Domain space was filled with the heavy scent of blood.

The whole space was filled with fear and despair.

"Swish!"

Feng Wuchen flashed in front of Nangong Xuan, his cold eyes staring as though looking at a corpse.

"Feng Wuchen..." Nangong Xuan trembled all over in fear, nearly falling, his old face extremely pale.

Feng Wuchen chuckled coldly, "Nangong Xuan, I said, I want your life."

As he spoke, Feng Wuchen reached out and grasped the heavily injured Nangong Xuan from a distance, holding Nangong Xuan’s throat.

"Feng Wuchen, what do you want? Don’t... don’t kill me." Nangong Xuan pleaded in extreme terror, truly facing death, Nangong Xuan realized how terrifying it was.

Nangong Xuan’s injuries were severe, leaving him powerless to resist.

"As the Grand Elder of the Martial Soul Holy Palace, Grand Elder of the Soul-Pillar Pagoda, who would have thought you feared death so much." Feng Wuchen sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"Feng Wuchen, this Grand Elder and all the members of the Martial Soul Holy Palace are willing to submit to you! Please spare our lives!" Nangong Xuan begged in fear.

"You aren’t qualified, you should go, follow Gu Xuan Zun." Feng Wuchen mercilessly refused, expressionless.

"No! Don’t kill me!" Nangong Xuan became increasingly panicked and frightened.

Feng Wuchen snorted coldly and brutally twisted Nangong Xuan’s neck, casually seizing Nangong Xuan’s storage ring.

Nangong Xuan, as the Grand Elder of the Soul-Pillar Pagoda and a Saint Honor Realm Alchemist, must have many precious and rare medicinal herbs or artifact refining materials, etc.

"Nangong Xuan, hopefully your storage ring won’t disappoint me." Feng Wuchen thought expectantly.

"Grand Elder..." Yi Tianshan and other high-level members of the Martial Soul Holy Palace were scared senseless.