Xie Wujiu Is About to Explode

Xie Wujiu's eight clones were wounded at the same time.

He retreated for the first time.

Since his descent, he had been on the offensive.

But now, he was beaten back by a group of "ants" he looked down upon.

"You—"

"Seeking death!"

Xie Wujiu's eight clones formed seals simultaneously.

The eight blood moons suddenly spun.

The bizarre domain began to shrink.

Not a retreat.

A compression.

He was going to compress the entire bizarre domain into an extremely small area.

Using the purest power, he would crush everyone along with the bizarre domain.

The expressions of the old ancestors changed.

"He's going all out!"

Wang Hao's eyes lit up instead.

"Not afraid."

"I was just afraid he wouldn't go all out."

"The more he goes all out, the more unstable the three forces in his body become."

"Old Master Ren, Old Master Li, Pavilion Master Heavenly Sword, Ye Guyun, Xiao Chen, Qin Hongye, Wanyan Gu—"

"Follow me."

He took a step forward.

The black water exploded under his feet.

His whole body shot straight toward the center of the blood moon like a golden lightning bolt.

Behind him, seven figures followed closely.

Behind them was a battle formation of over thirty old ancestors.

The New Emperor Sword shrieked and chased after them.

"Wait for me!"

"There are still a lot of Night Fiends in the blood moon!"

"Leave some for me!"

Wang Hao didn't even turn his head.

"If you swallow the main body of the Night Fiend, I'll confer you the title of Protector Sword of the Nation."

The New Emperor Sword froze.

Then it screamed.

"You said it!"

"Tyrant! I have recorded it!"

"My artifact spirit has a memory function!"

Wang Hao: "..."

He was regretting leveling up this sword too much now.

In the center of the blood moon.

Xie Wujiu looked at the charging crowd, his eyes filled with killing intent.

He opened his arms.

His eight clones merged into the blood moon at the same time.

The blood moon no longer split.

It condensed back into a single moon.

But this blood moon was ten times larger than before.

Like a dark red planet, it pressed down on the sky above the Heaven Severing Ridge.

A giant face appeared on the blood moon.

That was Xie Wujiu's face.

Half of the face was the Pavilion Master of Star Ocean, with eyes as profound as heavenly secrets.

Half of the face was the main body of the Night Fiend, with eyes as greedy as an abyss.

Two wills tore at each other on one face.

At the center of his brow, a golden lightning mark barely pinned them down.

Wang Hao looked at that face and quickly calculated in his heart.

Star Ocean Qi occupied four parts.

Nightmare Qi occupied five parts.

The heavenly tribulation lightning mark only occupied one part.

The balance was already on the verge of collapse.

As long as the heavenly tribulation lightning mark was knocked out, Xie Wujiu would suffer a backlash from the Night Fiend.

But if he hit the wrong spot and let the Night Fiend break free early, he wouldn't be facing a half-god, half-bizarre Xie Wujiu.

He would be facing a fully awakened peak level nine bizarre main body.

More terrifying than Xie Wujiu.

Because without Xie Wujiu's consciousness to suppress it, the Night Fiend's devouring instinct would completely lose control.

The entire Heaven Severing Ridge would become its stomach.

Wang Hao took a deep breath.

"Everyone."

"This next strike must hit the heavenly tribulation lightning mark."

"It can't deviate."

"If it deviates, we'll all become its snacks."

Old Master Ren said in a deep voice, "The heavenly tribulation lightning mark is at the center of his brow?"

Wang Hao shook his head.

"Not the center of his brow."

"That's a fake target he deliberately exposed."

"The true core of the lightning mark—"

Wang Hao raised his hand and pointed below the left eye of the giant blood moon face.

There was an extremely thin and faint golden pattern there, like a thread about to break.

"Over there."

The pupils of Xie Wujiu's giant face shrank sharply.

Wang Hao actually saw through even this.

He deliberately magnified the lightning mark at the center of his brow and hid the true core below his left eye.

That was his final trump card.

And also his biggest weakness.

As long as the lightning mark was still there, the Night Fiend's main body couldn't completely devour his consciousness.

But Wang Hao saw through it at a glance.

The Emperor's Qi Observation Technique.

This damn Emperor's Qi Observation Technique.

For the first time, Xie Wujiu felt the urge to retreat.

Not because he couldn't win.

But because the way Wang Hao looked at him was not like looking at a Martial God, nor was it like looking at a peak level nine bizarre.

It was like looking at a dead person.

That look was too calm.

Too certain.

Like finishing calculating the last bead on an abacus, the result was already written on paper.

"Wang Hao—"

Xie Wujiu's giant face opened its mouth, his voice shaking the bizarre domain.

"You dare!"

Wang Hao smiled.

"Pavilion Master Xie."

"You've said this line several times."

"I'm tired of hearing it."

He raised his right palm.

Heaven Imprisoning Earth Overturning Palm.

Starting stance.

Behind him, the national destiny black dragon roared at the sky, its dragon roar shaking the nine heavens.

Golden dragon qi surged out of Wang Hao's body, pouring into his right arm.

First palm.

Earth Overturning.

Boom!

The golden palm print pressed toward the blood moon, blocked by the outer dream mist of the blood moon.

Second palm.

River Turning.

Boom!

The palm prints stacked. The power of the first palm hadn't dissipated, and the second palm arrived.

A crack opened in the dream mist.

Third palm.

Mountain Severing.

Fourth palm.

Sea Suppressing.

Fifth palm.

Mountain Moving.

Sixth palm.

Sky Rending.

Seventh palm.

Heaven Locking.

Seven palms in succession, one palm stacking on another.

The veins on Wang Hao's right arm bulged, his dragon robe fluttered wildly, and the void beneath his feet shattered.

This was his first time executing seven consecutive palms in actual combat.

He had previously done a maximum of three palms.

Because three palms could solve most problems.

But at this moment, he was facing Xie Wujiu, who was at the peak of the Martial God Realm.

Three palms were not enough.

Five palms were not enough.

Seven palms were just enough to break open the outer shell of the blood moon.

Rumble—

The seven overlapping palm prints transformed into a sky-obscuring golden palm.

Nine dragon patterns flowed on the golden palm.

Each dragon pattern contained the power of national destiny.

The outer shell of the blood moon was forcefully smashed open by a layer.

Xie Wujiu's giant face was exposed to everyone.

Now was the time.

Wang Hao shouted, "Do it!"

Pavilion Master Heavenly Sword was the first to strike with his sword.

The sword light was like a rainbow, piercing straight toward the extremely thin golden pattern below Xie Wujiu's left eye.

Ye Guyun's sword light followed closely behind.

The sword intents of the two generations of sword dao geniuses merged completely for the first time, turning into a world-cleaving sword light.

Xie Wujiu's giant eyes widened in anger.

"Get lost!"

The Martial God's pressure erupted.

The two streams of sword light were forcefully blocked three inches away from the golden pattern.

The sword tips trembled, unable to advance an inch.

This was the defense of a Martial God.

Even if the outer shell of the bizarre domain was broken, the qi barrier alone was not something seventh or eighth realm cultivators could easily pierce.

But Wang Hao was waiting for this exact moment.

His right hand still maintained the golden palm stacked with seven palms.

His left hand quietly formed sword fingers.

Heaven Cleaving Nine Swords.

Fourth sword.

Soul Severing.

Swoosh!

A white sword light shot out from Wang Hao's fingertips.

This sword had no earth-shattering momentum.

It could even be said to be silent.

But it was too fast.

So fast that just as Xie Wujiu noticed it, the sword light had already arrived below his left eye.

That sword precisely pierced the very center of the extremely thin golden pattern.

Ding—

A soft sound.

Like a silver needle piercing cicada wings.

The expression on Xie Wujiu's giant face froze.

The next instant.

The golden lightning mark below his left eye—

Cracked.

The crack started from the golden pattern and spread to the entire giant face.

The fake lightning mark at the center of his brow also shattered at the same time.

The two lightning marks, one real and one fake, completely collapsed.

The lightning mark was the last nail pinning the Star Ocean Qi and Nightmare Qi.

The nail broke.

The two forces that had been forcefully suppressed for a long time—

Completely lost control.

Xie Wujiu let out an inhuman scream.

On the giant face, the Star Ocean Qi on the left half and the Nightmare Qi on the right half began to devour each other.

The Star Ocean Qi wanted to regain control.

The Nightmare Qi wanted to completely swallow Xie Wujiu.

The two forces used Xie Wujiu's body as a battlefield, slaughtering crazily.

And Wang Hao, who caused all this, was currently having his arm numbed by the backlash force of the seven palms.

He retracted his right palm without changing his expression and said to the crowd,

"Get ready."

"Xie Wujiu is about to blow up."

As soon as he finished speaking.

The giant blood moon face split open down the middle.

A rift piercing through heaven and earth split Xie Wujiu's body in two.

Half starlight.

Half darkness.

In the middle was surging residual golden lightning.

Old Master Ren's face turned pale.

"He really blew up?"

Wang Hao nodded.

"He did."

"But he's not dead yet."

He looked up toward the depths of the rift.

Within the rift, a figure was falling.

The figure was bathed in blood, his aura chaotic, but he was still alive.

Xie Wujiu.

He actually wasn't dead yet.

Pavilion Master Heavenly Sword's pupils shrank.

"Even this couldn't kill him?"

Wang Hao said calmly, "It's normal."

"He swallowed the main body of the Night Fiend and survived the Heavenly Tribulation. His vitality is even stronger than a peak Martial God."

"But..."

The corners of his mouth curled up.

"It will be soon."

As his words fell.

Wang Hao turned into a streak of golden light and charged straight into the depths of the rift.

Behind him, the New Emperor Sword howled and followed suit.

"Tyrant, wait for me!"

"You can't hog it all to yourself!"

The crowd looked at each other in dismay.

Then they moved at the same time.

Over forty streaks of light closely chased the golden light, charging into the rift.

Inside the rift.

Xie Wujiu knelt on one knee in a void of nothingness.

The Star Ocean Qi on his body was reduced to a thin layer.

The nightmare Qi was frantically backlashing against his divine soul.

His consciousness repeatedly jumped back and forth between clarity and madness.

Seeing Wang Hao land, Xie Wujiu raised his head.

That originally peerlessly handsome face was now half-covered in black patterns and half-pale as paper.

He stared at Wang Hao with bone-deep hatred in his eyes.

"You..."

"You calculated this from the very beginning."

Wang Hao landed ten zhang in front of him.

"Calculated what?"

Xie Wujiu's voice was hoarse.

"You calculated that this Venerable would come."

"You calculated that the power in this Venerable's body would be unstable."

"You even calculated how to shatter the lightning marks."

"Wang Hao..."

"Was even this Venerable's fusion with the Night Fiend within your calculations?"

Wang Hao fell silent for a moment.

Then he said something that completely broke Xie Wujiu's defenses.

"Not really."

"You're overthinking it."

"I merely prepared many backup plans in advance."

"You just happened to run into the one I was most prepared for."

Xie Wujiu froze.

Then he laughed.

His laughter grew louder and louder.

More and more manic.

"What a 'just happened to'."

"What a 'just happened to'!"

"This Venerable plotted for a thousand years, sacrificed his disciples, devoured anomalies to attain the Dao, and underwent the tribulation to enter the Martial God realm..."

"And yet, from your mouth..."

"I just happened to run into your preparations?"

Wang Hao thought about it seriously.

"Strictly speaking."

"You were too impatient."

"If you hadn't come to attack me and instead hid away to completely fuse the three powers,"

"I really wouldn't have been able to do anything to you."

"But you just had to come looking to settle the score right after the Heavenly Tribulation ended."

"This wasn't settling the score."

"This was delivering materials to me."

Xie Wujiu felt a tightness in his chest.

A mouthful of black blood sprayed out.

It wasn't from being injured in battle.

It was from being angered.

Wang Hao's mouth was even more toxic than his sword.

In the distance, the New Emperor Sword was almost dying of laughter.

"Tyrant, that's enough!"

"If you piss him off any more, he'll blow up prematurely!"

Wang Hao let out an "Oh."

"Blowing up prematurely is fine too."

"Saves trouble."

Xie Wujiu raised his head, the madness in his eyes finally overpowering the hatred.

He stood up.

Half of his body turned into black nightmare mist, while the other half maintained its human form.

"Wang Hao."

"You forced my hand."

"Since it has come to this..."

"Then let's die together."

He spread his arms wide.

The remaining Star Ocean Qi, nightmare Qi, and Heavenly Tribulation lightning marks were all detonated.

It was not an attack.

It was a sacrifice.

He offered his own divine soul as a sacrifice to the main body of the Night Fiend.

"With my divine soul as the guide..."

"Night Fiend, Devour the World."

As his words fell.

The rift collapsed.

The entire anomaly domain began to shrink.

All the black water, fragments of the blood moon, dream mist, and human faces converged toward the depths of the rift.

Guided by Xie Wujiu's sacrifice, they condensed into a massive black vortex.

At the center of the vortex, a vertical pupil slowly opened.

It was a pure black vertical pupil, devoid of any human emotion.

A peak level nine anomaly.

The main body of the Night Fiend.

Had truly awakened.

Wang Hao's expression darkened for the first time.

"Fuck."

He turned his head and shouted to the crowd:

"Run!"