In the distance, a terrifying figure flew rapidly towards the city where the Shenxuan Sect Disciples were located.
"Haha, die, all of you die!
Use your essence blood and Divine Souls to sacrifice my Blood River Dao!"
The Blood River Old Ancestor roared, and his voice reached the ears of countless Shenxuan Sect Disciples.
Accompanying his words, an boundless sea of blood swept over, rising a thousand zhang high, carrying a terrifying power that corroded all things, and attacked the city where the Shenxuan Sect Disciples were located.
This sea of blood contained monstrous resentment and boundless magical power, possessing astonishing might.
Wherever the blood light passed, the world lost its color, leaving only a turbid blood red.
On the city wall, Lu Fan, Lin Potian, and other higher-cultivation Disciples looked up; blood Qi churned in the sky, and the powerful pressure almost made them unable to breathe.
The Demon Lord's solemn voice echoed in Lu Fan's mind:
"Not good, this unfilial Disciple actually awakened the Blood River Old Ancestor's consciousness."
"The Blood River Old Ancestor was once a Tribulation Transcendence Realm Middle Stage existence; his current strength cannot be underestimated. If I were back at my Peak, I could still stop him..."
Listening to the Demon Lord's words, Lu Fan cursed inwardly, feeling despair.
In front of this power, many Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and even Soul Transformation Cultivators were like Mantis trying to stop a chariot.
They could only hope that the Sect's experts would make a move.
Meanwhile, the Heavenly Demon Sect members showed ferocious smiles upon seeing this scene.
"Get ready to act."
At the same time, dozens of powerful auras soared into the sky.
The Sect's many strong individuals also could not sit idly by and watch their Disciples perish, so they all appeared in the Void Realm in front of the city.
Their appearance finally ignited a glimmer of hope in the hearts of countless Disciples.
However, the few Body Integration Realm Old Ancestors standing at the very front also looked a bit nervous.
And just at this moment.
A vast Sword Intent arose.
The swords of countless Sword Cultivators trembled uncontrollably.
"Could it be... the Demon-Slaying Sword Master?!"
Nangong Wenjian exclaimed in surprise; his spiritual sword buzzed violently in its scabbard, as if bowing in reverence to the owner of that Sword Intent.
However, this Sword Intent was hundreds or thousands of times stronger than he remembered?
The Northern Dipper Sword Revered, standing nearby, also felt this Sword Intent and frowned.
This was definitely not a Sword Dao Realm that a Soul Transformation or Void Realm Cultivator could possess!
At the same time, more and more people felt this powerful Sword Intent.
Xuan Weizi and other high-ranking Sect members also showed expressions of pleasant surprise.
"It's the Demon-Slaying Sword Master!"
Someone couldn't help but exclaim.
"We searched for the Demon-Slaying Sword Master for a long time before and couldn't find him; we thought he had already left the Sect. I didn't expect him to be willing to act now."
"But can he withstand this Tribulation Transcendence Realm demonic Cultivator?"
Some people were full of doubts.
After all, not long ago, Han Xuanji was only in the Body Integration Realm.
Now facing such a Tribulation Transcendence demonic Cultivator, they wondered if he could still manage.
And at this moment.
Boom!
The sword hummed like thunder!
It was clearly only a single sword light soaring into the sky, but it seemed as if thousands of sword lights flashed simultaneously.
Like the first ray of light that opened the heavens and earth, it illuminated the world.
Everything in the world seemed to be overshadowed by this single sword light.
Within a few breaths, the sea of blood was already filled with Sword Intent.
Sword Qi surged, and everything was torn apart by the sword light.
When Lu Fan and the others saw this scene, they felt as if the world had disappeared at this moment, replaced by a world of sword light.
Within this Sword Intent, countless spaces seemed to be formed.
Even though they were not targeted, many Cultivators at this moment involuntarily felt a tremble, and their magical power seemed to turn into nothing.
"Sword Intent Domain!"
The Northern Dipper Sword Revered's body also shook; with his knowledge and cultivation, he naturally glimpsed the true meaning of this sword.
He understood the true meaning represented by this sword.
He had initially doubted the peerless Genius mentioned by his Disciple and Nangong Wenjian until he saw this sword.
To hell with Sword Dao Genius!
This was clearly a living Sword Immortal!
Although he had entered the Sword Intent Domain Realm, it should be known that entering this Realm did not mean that everyone was on equal footing.
Just with this single sword, the Northern Dipper Sword Revered knew he was inferior to the other party.
The power displayed by this sword was merely external; its profound meaning was far beyond his reach.
The myriad wills contained within it were enough to suppress these countless resentments.
After a few breaths.
The sword light dissipated, and the sea of blood was flattened!
Revealing the true appearance of the Blood River Old Ancestor, he was shirtless, his upper body covered in countless dense blood-colored marks, his eyes revealing a hint of madness, and he loudly said:
"Good sword!"
"Unfortunately, it's not enough to kill me!"
How powerful was the life force of a Tribulation Transcendence Realm strong individual? Various methods emerged endlessly, making it normally very difficult to kill them directly.
As his words fell.
After Han Xuanji unleashed that sword, his figure had already appeared in the Void Realm. He smiled lightly, offering no response.
He had merely casually struck out with a sword just now.
This time, he planned to use his newly created Thunder Dao Divine Ability to eliminate the demons.
Immediately, Han Xuanji raised his palm, and lightning was born from nothingness, intertwining in his palm.
He slowly pressed down!
A giant palm materialized, descending from the sky, thunder surging, and in an instant, an extreme intent of destruction erupted.
Boom!
The heavens and earth trembled violently.
The Shenxuan Sect's top experts quickly protected the city to prevent it from being affected by the aftermath. Even so, many Golden Core Cultivators of slightly lower Realms were numbed by the thunderous roar, unable to perceive anything.
In just an instant, the thunder light under the giant palm condensed, and above the long sky, everywhere the eye could see transformed into a rolling ocean of thunder.
Although the Blood River Old Ancestor was somewhat insane, his reaction was extremely fast. He raised both hands high and roared hoarsely:
"Block me!"
At this moment, his eyes were blood-red, his entire body was twisting, and the Tribulation Transcendence spiritual power within him burned endlessly.
However, under this mighty power, all resistance seemed so ridiculous.
"This... this is impossible!"
The Blood River Old Ancestor roared frantically, filled with incomprehensible fear, his entire body burning with blood light.
However, the next second.
The final struggle was broken, and the giant palm descended, like the collapse of the sky.
For a moment, even the Void Realm collapsed and shattered.
All vitality was extinguished, cutting off all hope of survival for the opponent.
Only a giant deep pit that appeared on the ground narrated everything that had happened before.
"The power is acceptable."
Han Xuanji nodded slightly, clearly satisfied with the power of this move.
To deal with such tenacious individuals, the destructive power of this Thunder Dao was very effective.
Dead silence!
Absolute dead silence enveloped the battlefield!
On the city wall, all Shenxuan Sect Disciples, including Lu Fan and Lin Potian, were all petrified, staring dumbfounded at the deep pit in the distance.
In an instant.
The Tribulation Transcendence Old Demon, who had been overwhelmingly fierce and regarded armies as nothing, had already perished.
This was no longer a battle, but... a crushing defeat!
"Hiss... Awesome!"
Someone broke the suffocating silence.
Immediately after, like a lit fuse on a powder keg, deafening cheers of fanaticism erupted instantly!
"Many thanks for Senior's action!!"
The sound waves soared into the sky, countless Disciples were so excited that tears streamed down their faces, and their gazes towards the figure in the air were filled with fanaticism.
Even Xuan Weizi and other high-ranking Shenxuan Sect officials were so excited that tears streamed down their faces.
Revered Master Xuanxin, whose expression had remained solemn, finally completely relaxed his hand, his palm covered in sweat, but a relieved smile bloomed on his face.
"Good fellow, it seems this Old Ancestor can't keep up with the times."
On the other side.
The Northern Dipper Sword Revered looked at his Disciple and Nangong Wenjian with a strange expression and asked:
"Is this the person you called me to save?"