In this moment.
The trace of Li Yan's existence in this world also completely vanished.
A generation of powerful figures, thoroughly annihilated by Xu Chuan's hands.
Everyone stopped their attacks, their expressions filled with horror as they witnessed this scene.
The second time!
This was the second time Xu Chuan had killed an extremely powerful martial artist with overwhelming dominance.
In his presence, there was no room for any resistance!
And at this moment, Long Tu's unconscious nascent soul gradually regained consciousness.
The first thing he saw upon opening his eyes was Li Yan's extinguished form.
Then he looked at Xu Chuan, whose aura remained powerful.
He could no longer hold back.
"What kind of monstrous being are you?"
He pointed at Xu Chuan, his voice trembling as he asked.
Besides 'monstrous being', he could find no other word to describe Xu Chuan.
His strength was so formidable it chilled the bone.
"For such questions, go ask the King of Hell yourself!"
Xu Chuan had no desire to waste words with him. A defeated foe, a stray dog, even a single sentence exchanged with him was a waste of time.
He now only wanted to end this farce completely, then commence his seclusion to break through to the Emperor Venerable realm!
Through these battles, he had gained profound insights.
After digesting these insights, his foundation was sufficient to break through to the Emperor Venerable realm!
Once he truly broke through, he would be utterly invincible in Xuantian.
However, his ambitions did not stop there.
Xuantian was too small; chaos was his ultimate goal.
He raised his blade once more, this time to send Long Tu on his way!
Killing intent flared, locking onto Long Tu.
It caused him to feel an involuntary surge of fear.
With only his nascent soul remaining, he had no ability to resist Xu Chuan's attack.
He was terrified, his nascent soul trembling uncontrollably.
"You cannot kill me. My father is the Holy Lord of Xuantian, and I am the First Holy Son of Xuantian!"
Accustomed to being on high, even with overwhelming fear, he could not lower his head to beg for mercy.
Instead, he wished to use his status and position to force Xu Chuan to spare him.
However.
He was destined to be disappointed!
Since Xu Chuan's rise, he had faced countless such threats.
If such threats were truly effective, so many Holy Sons and Heaven's Chosen would not have fallen by his hand!
Xu Chuan shook his head, speaking with a hint of helplessness, "You're about to die, yet you still don't understand the situation. I truly wonder how Xuantian Holy Land chose you as their Holy Son."
"In your next life, remember to understand who you can provoke and who you cannot!"
Having said that, Xu Chuan gave Long Tu no further opportunity to speak.
The Golden Ancient Palace sealed his nascent soul in place, preventing any other escape methods.
Then, under his terrified and despairing gaze, Xu Chuan unleashed a slash.
Terrifying blade energy shot towards Long Tu.
This time, no one could save him.
Amidst endless fear and regret, he witnessed his own demise.
The sharp blade light shredded his nascent soul into dust.
Following that, the fusion flames began to scorch his nascent soul fragments.
They were transformed into pure soul power, which was then absorbed by the Prison Suppressing Demonic Blade.
Thus, Long Tu also perished at Xu Chuan's hands.
All the leaders who had besieged Taiyi this time were now slain by Xu Chuan.
Seeing this, the remaining martial artists were enveloped by fear, no longer able to suppress their urge to flee.
"Escape!"
"We are no match for Taiyi Holy Land!"
Someone shouted to flee.
Instantly.
Almost all the martial artists, at this moment, abandoned their opponents and scattered like birds and beasts.
When disaster strikes, everyone flees for themselves; this accurately described their situation.
At this moment, they wished they had more legs to run away with.
"Trying to escape?"
"Do you think Taiyi Holy Land is a place you can come and go as you please?"
"What do you take this place for?"
Xu Chuan turned, speaking with disdain.
From the very beginning, he had no intention of letting anyone go!
They should have known this day would come when they dared to plot against Taiyi Holy Land.
If he hadn't been here today, if he hadn't possessed sufficient strength.
Then Taiyi Holy Land's fate would undoubtedly have been dire!
Xu Chuan was not someone who would show false mercy.
Therefore, he intended to let no one present today escape!
The Golden Ancient Palace was fully activated by him.
Endless golden light then cascaded down, sealing all those attempting to flee in their tracks.
No matter how they struggled, they could not escape the confinement of the Golden Ancient Palace.
If Xu Chuan had only possessed the strength of a Half-Emperor, perhaps they might have had a chance to escape.
However, after breaking through to the Emperor Venerable realm, his control over the Golden Ancient Palace had become even more proficient, and its effects were amplified.
Just as it was now.
A dozen Half-Emperors, hundreds of Transcendent and Heavenly King realm cultivators, were all suppressed by Xu Chuan at once.
Completely immobilized.
They could only await Xu Chuan's slaughter.
"It's over!"
This was the only thought in their minds.
Given Xu Chuan's decisive and ruthless nature, they had no hope of surviving.
And their thoughts proved to be true.
"Holy Lord, leave the rest to me."
Xu Chuan nodded to Xuan Sa and the others, saying.
Then he turned, calmly observing the group of martial artists.
He looked at them with a cold expression and brandished the Prison Suppressing Demonic Blade.
Instantly, countless blade energies split forth, striking towards the weaker martial artists.
Without even a scream, they turned into vast expanses of blood mist.
The Half-Emperor realm powerhouses, upon seeing this, changed color.
Their faces turned grim, and upon closer inspection, a trace of fear could be discerned.
"Must it be so utterly ruthless?"
One of them said in a deep voice.
He was still unwilling.
Having been a Half-Emperor, even a peak Half-Emperor for countless years, he had always been a figure of high status. When had he ever been reduced to such a plight?
He did not wish to die and wanted to fight for a sliver of hope for himself.
However, Xu Chuan couldn't even be bothered to acknowledge him.
Tired of wielding his blade, he drew the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, and arrow after arrow flew out rapidly.
*Poof! Poof! Poof!*
Being restrained, they were like targets, completely stationary.
With each arrow, swathes of martial artists perished.
The scene was somewhat bloody.
The flowing blood converged into a small stream.
By the end of the slaughter, even Xuan Sa and the others watched with pounding hearts.
Although these people deserved to die, they had never witnessed such one-sided slaughter before.
After an unknown period.
On the entire battlefield, apart from Taiyi Holy Land, there was not a single living person.
The heavens and earth fell into a deathly silence.
Looking down from the sky, the ground was littered with corpses, and rivers of blood flowed.
All those who had attacked Taiyi Holy Land had died here.
The Prison Suppressing Demonic Blade had drunk its fill of blood in this battle.
And Xu Chuan, who had accomplished all this, remained as calm as water, showing neither joy nor sorrow.
Those who kill will be killed.
He bore no psychological burden for this.
However, no one noticed.
The bloody stream formed by the fresh blood slowly seeped into the ground.
Flowing to certain fixed locations.
Strange patterns were gradually filled, revealing an ominous aura.