The war between races was incomparably cruel. Nobody could guarantee that they would survive the war without any injuries. Only those prepared to die would enter such a battlefield. If one showed fear before even stepping onto the battlefield, one would only die after stepping onto it.
Xiang Shaoyun brought all his people onto the battlefield. Even Money was released. Because the situation was becoming serious, he couldn’t afford to keep hiding his strength. The moment Xiang Shaoyun entered the battlefield, his gaze landed on 10 Devil Saints near him. The dao of time swirled within his divine dao eyes. Time seemed to freeze while the Devil Saints also stopped moving.
Using his finger as a blade, Xiang Shaoyun slashed at the devils, severing their heads and harvesting their devil cores. With one move, he killed 10 Devil Saints. His feat shocked all the nearby humans.
That was especially true for the Gentle Spring Marquis, who was also not far away from him. The marquis was so frightened he started trembling. If Xiang Shaoyun wanted to kill him, he would probably be instantly killed?
Fortunately, the fifth prince is with them, thought Liu Chun as he swallowed.
Moving like a roaming dragon, Xiang Shaoyun wandered the sky above the battlefield, killing one Devil Saint after another. He moved in a carefree and unfettered manner, emanating a temperament that made it seem like he wasn’t on an intense battlefield at all. Some of the female cultivators present were smitten by his grace.
“Die, human!” roared a Great Saint wolf devil as he transformed into 88 clones that all charged toward Xiang Shaoyun together. As strands of sharp devilish energy shot forth, space was ripped into pieces in his path. This was an attack powerful enough to kill any Great Saint.
The wolf devil was extremely strong. Even a pseudo-God would risk death by facing this devil.
With Xiang Shaoyun fully unleashing his strength, his senses were sharp, and his divine dao eyes were extraordinary. With one look, he saw through the wolf devil’s technique. After covering both his fists in multicolored lightning, he threw his fists out.
Primal Chaos Lightning Fist!
With the primal chaos energy’s support, he threw out an extraordinarily powerful attack, instantly shattering the energy blades sent by the wolf devil. Not able to retreat in time, the wolf devil was struck in his lower half and badly injured.
Greatly frightened, the wolf devil hurriedly retreated and sent out more slashes to prevent Xiang Shaoyun from chasing after him. Alas, Xiang Shaoyun merely ignored his attacks and moved to stomp him.
Boom!
Xiang Shaoyun perfectly unleashed the Overlord’s Nine Nether Steps’ might, stomping the wolf devil into pulp. He did not intend to let things end here. He dashed forward, leaving afterimages in his path, and grabbed the wolf devil’s head. He then dug the devil core out.
All the Saints who saw his actions took a deep breath in shock.
Just like that, a Great Devil Saint was slain. They might not have been so shocked if it was a God doing the slaughtering, but the one doing it was merely a young king among Saints whose cultivation level was even lower than theirs. This gave them a massive shock.
“Truly worthy of being someone ranked first on the Saintly Forest Ranking. When he becomes a God, who could be his match?”
“Looks like he will be among those to win the title Guardian. How enviable.”
“Who was the one who claimed that this young master was a devil back then? That person must be blind.”
“He’s using primal chaos energy, right? What a freak.”
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After killing the wolf devil, Xiang Shaoyun swept through his surroundings. He saw that the others were all engaged in an intense battle, but he did not do anything to help. Even if his women were also fighting bitterly, he did not help. If they couldn’t even protect themselves, they would have nobody to blame but themselves for stepping onto such a battlefield. It wasn’t that Xiang Shaoyun was cold-blooded but that chaos had arrived. Only by fighting with one’s life on the line would one gain enough strength to survive in a chaotic world.
Xiang Shaoyun said, “Stay here and fight against the devils. Do not get involved in the fight between Gods. I’ll enter the Devil Domain.”
He then dove down toward the entrance. The entrance was the area with the largest number of devils and devil experts. Even Great Saints wouldn’t dare to rashly charge in, as that would be tantamount to death.
“Audacious! Everyone, work together to kill that kid!” roared a devil.
Next, a wave of devilish energy surged out of the entrance and enveloped Xiang Shaoyun. Even a pseudo-God would have to retreat in the face of such an attack.
Xiang Shaoyun waved both his arms and formed the Yin Yang Shield before him. With the powers of life and death, a terrifying, incredibly mysterious rotating shield appeared. When the attack struck the shield, all the energy was either diverted or bounced back at the devils.
Many of the nearby devils were instantly reduced into piles of mincemeat, wails ringing in the air incessantly. Xiang Shaoyun forced himself forward as the Yin Yang Shield worked better and better. The enhanced Yin Yang Shield was the result of his recent hard work, which had considerably deepened his comprehension of the dao of yin and yang.
Around 100 devil experts charged toward Xiang Shaoyun, with most of them being Devil Sovereigns. A terrifying barrage of attacks was unleashed toward Xiang Shaoyun. Only an ultimate genius who had comprehended the great dao like Xiang Shaoyun would dare to face such a barrage of attacks.
“Staying purely defensive is never a smart choice. Using offense as defense is the best option,” muttered Xiang Shaoyun as a chaotic energy field appeared around him. Strand after strand of black yin energy hovered around him, causing all the incoming attacks to deviate from their trajectories and miss him entirely.
“Scram!” Xiang Shaoyun roared and covered his body with primal chaos energy before bombarding the devils below him with five-colored punches.
He held nothing back, unleashing attacks equivalent to what pseudo-Gods could do. No Devil Saint could get in his way as countless devils were smashed into pieces. The attacks were so brutal that not even their devil cores were spared from destruction.
“Nineteenth prince of the Imperial Nether Clan, have you betrayed the Imperial Nether Clan? You deserve death!” roared a pseudo-God diabolic dragon devil.
The diabolic dragon devil was Xie Gong, a prince from the Diabolic Dragon Clan. He had once seen Xiang Shaoyun during their campaign against the Dark Devourer Clan. Back then, Xiang Shaoyun had even slain one of his companions. Thus, he still remembered Xiang Shaoyun clearly.
