Under the astonished gaze of Wu An and the others, endless Heavenly Dao Tribulation Thunder crashed down.
"Shura Grand Formation!" Wu An shouted, his entire Divine Power surged forth, limitless force exploded from within him.
The Asura Clan, originally one of the strongest royal clans in Hell, fully unleashed their bloodline power under Wu An’s forceful activation.
Other Asura Clan ancestors also joined in with all their might.
The Asura Clan’s bloodline power converged together, forming an Asura realm.
Boom!
The power of Master Ding’s Seven Strikes of Dao Destruction clashed with Shura power.
Heaven and Earth shook.
The experts from the Asura Clan felt a violent tremor throughout their bodies, so flew backwards; even Asura King Wu An felt his blood churning, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Disbelief struck Wu An.
The King of Hell has ten strongn, with his strength ranking foremost among them.
Just now, he and thousands of Asura Clan ancestors struck at once, yet couldn’t resist the force of this Golden Great Cauldron!
He looked over, seeing among the thousands of ancestors, hundreds had already been sent flying, and even those who weren’t were spitting blood.
At this mont, Yang Xiaotian’s entire Divine Light surged, powered by the forces of the Ten Great Defying Heavenly Divine Bodies, the Ten Dragon Ancestors coiled behind him in the sky.
Under the power of the Ten Dragon Ancestors, all cold winds and all dark snow vanished.
"Ten Dragon Ancestors!" Wu An was shocked; Yang Xiaotian’s Primordial Dragon Divine Body had already fused with the Ten Dragon Ancestors! The Perfection Realm’s Primordial Dragon Divine Body!
"How are you unhard!" He gazed at Yang Xiaotian in shock.
Yang Xiaotian shouldn’t he be like everyone else, temporarily deprived of Divine Power?
How could he still operate Divine Power!
"Of course I’m fine." Yang Xiaotian coldly looked at Wu An and the mbers of the Asura Clan: "Wu An, for the sake of the King of Hell, I’m giving you one more chance. If you kneel and beg for forgiveness now, I might spare your lives!"
He didn’t know why his Divine Power wasn’t affected, perhaps it was because he possessed the Ten Great Defying Heavenly Divine Bodies.
He moved behind ng Bingxue and her group, waving his hands, channeling Divine Power into their bodies.
Upon hearing this, Wu An laughed heartily: "Yang Xiaotian, I would rather die fighting than ever serve you again, nor will I allow the Asura Clan to die for you!"
Having said that, he once again activated all his strength, suddenly transforming into a beam of light, rushing towards Yang Xiaotian.
In his view, as long as he dealt with Yang Xiaotian, the Poison King of Beasts, ng Bingxue, and others would not be a threat, including that Giant Cauldron.
"Your Majesty, watch out!" The Poison King of Beasts called urgently when he saw Wu An attacking Yang Xiaotian.
The mont he spoke, Wu An’s force was upon Yang Xiaotian.
However, Wu An’s destructive force couldn’t reach Yang Xiaotian; it was Master Ding who sohow stepped before him.
Under Master Ding’s golden light flas, Wu An’s power could not advance an inch.
Wu An looked at Master Ding, who was now emitting Dao Runes, his face changed, and suddenly slapped his hands onto Master Ding’s golden light fla shield.
With a loud bang, two black fist imprints struck the shield ford by the golden light flas.
The cold force of the fist imprint spread, condensed, and perated, attempting to freeze Master Ding.
The force of the Asura Clan was extrely venomous; those afflicted would have their bloodline frozen, with their souls also subject to erosion. However, Master Ding’s golden light flas rely trembled, dispersing the cold force of the palm completely.
As for Wu An himself, he felt a tidal wave of power crashing against him, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.
"Kill!" Several experts from the Asura Clan also flew up, launching the Asura Clan’s grand formation, its light blasting into the sky, forming a huge image of the God of Asura holding a spear, attacking Yang Xiaotian and the others.
Yang Xiaotian coldly: "Deluded, your death is unworthy of pity!"
He had already given Wu An and the others a chance earlier; if they didn’t want it, then they should die!
"Kill!" Yang Xiaotian’s voice was chilly, his killing intent froze the air.
Master Ding understood Yang Xiaotian’s intention, flew up, like an arrow of golden fla soaring to the sky, piercing through the image of the God of Asura ford by the Shura Grand Formation.
Just like that, the image of the God of Asura was shattered by Master Ding’s charge, and in a blink, it dispersed.
Hit by the recoil from the Shura Grand Formation’s force, all the experts of the Asura Clan were driven to retreat repeatedly, and before they could react, Master Ding’s golden light flas surged, the Seven Strikes of Dao Destruction struck again.
Heaven and Earth brightened.
In the booming noise that shook the world, the Shura Grand Formation flickered and was directly pierced by the Seven Strikes of Dao Destruction!
After the Heavenly Dao Tribulation Thunder penetrated the Shura Grand Formation, it continued to rain down upon the lands of the Asura Clan, lifting up palace after palace.
Even though these Asura palaces had strong restrictions, they couldn’t withstand the power of the Seven Strikes of Dao Destruction’s Thunder.
Displaced Asura Clan ancestors were blasted away, falling distantly, watching in anger and shock as their palaces were destroyed.
Wu An tried to resist but only managed to block a portion of the Seven Strikes of Dao Destruction’s force, which was utterly ineffective.
Watching his millennia-old foundation being destroyed, Wu An seethed with rage, his eyes blood red: "Yang Xiaotian, I will kill you!" He roared, as a Divine Armor appeared on his body.
Seeing this Divine Armor, the Poison King of Beasts was startled: "Hell King’s Armor!"
The Divine Armor on Wu An was the Hell King’s Armor entrusted to him by the King of Hell, now worn on Wu An.
Wu An infused his Divine Power, fully driving the Hell King’s Armor, imdiately, the blood-red light from the armor surged, forming a blood-red hell around his body.
Under the enhancent of the Hell King’s Armor, both Wu An’s power and defense increased significantly.
"Die!" Wu An’s fists blasted towards Yang Xiaotian.
Imdiately, the forces of Shura and Hell coalesced into two massive fist imprints, breaking through layers of airwaves, smashing towards Yang Xiaotian.
However, as Wu An’s fist strength hurtled towards Yang Xiaotian, suddenly, ng Bingxue raised her hand and pushed forward, sending freezing blue Frost Force roaring out, freezing Wu An’s fist strength in mid-air.
When his fist strength was frozen by ng Bingxue, Wu An was astonished, wasn’t ng Bingxue and the others supposed to be devoid of Divine Power for at least an hour, how could their Divine Power recover so fast?
Was it because of the power of Yang Xiaotian’s Ten Great Defying Heavenly Divine Bodies?
Yang Xiaotian’s power continued to flow endlessly into ng Bingxue and the group of Long Hate Demon.
With her Divine Power restored, ng Bingxue gracefully rose, and ca before Wu An, pressing her slender jade palm out, Wu An startled, raised his hand to et with a strike.
Yet in the next mont, Wu An was driven back repeatedly, noticing his fist was already frozen with blue cold ice, the terrifying cold force engulfing from his arm towards his entire body.
Wu An was taken aback, what kind of Frost Force was this, that surpassed his own Asura chilling force by more than double in terror?
He tried to summon his Divine Power to dispel the ultimate Frost Force of ng Bingxue, but in the next mont, ng Bingxue’s jade palm struck again.
Wu An could only retreat awkwardly, in a ssy state, simultaneously, another hand held a Shura’s Blade, slashing out, the edge of the blade tore through the void, but it did not strike at ng Bingxue, instead targeted Yang Xiaotian.
His eyes were blood red, only wanting to kill Yang Xiaotian, because once he killed Yang Xiaotian, he would succeed and withdraw.
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