"Seeking your own death, since you wish to die, I shall fulfill your wish."
Tie Mutu’s lips curled into a sinister smile, but he was not careless.
Setting aside Su Jie’s strength, there was still a Purple Mansion Realm Thousand-Handed Centipede aiding him. If Su Jie managed to escape today, it would be impossible to find such a good opportunity again.
"Everyone, arrange into formations and activate the Four Saints Extermination Immortal Array."
Tie Mutu shouted, and spiritual power surged within the bodies of three hundred thousand cavalry, connecting with the earth vein of this Sunset Prairie. The Tao River was torn apart, and Chaos Qi flowed into the present world.
The originally cloudless sky now had beams of starlight pillars descending from the distant void.
Positioned within the formation, the powerful fierce beasts cultivated by the Divine Eagle Empire, whether the hundred-ter-tall giants or the fierce birds with wingspans of several hundred ters, let out wails as their bodies were visibly enveloped in necrosis, their life force extracted to beco sacrifices for the Great Taoist Formation.
Each cavalryman of the Divine Eagle Empire contributed their strength. Individually insignificant, but collectively, three hundred thousand joined forces with formations already set upon the Sunset Prairie and its unique earth vein, finally forming a magnificent Great Taoist Formation, the Four Saints Extermination Immortal Array.
As the Four Saints Extermination Immortal Array rapidly took shape, Tie Mutu charged toward Su Jie with four Purple Mansion Dharma Kings, followed by over a hundred Daoist Platform Realm strongn, determined to gang up on him.
"Don’t bla for using numbers to win; bla your own stupidity."
Tie Mutu was the first to rush forward, activating the Yang Fla Sky Burning Technique, as golden flas ignited amidst his red hair.
Then, with both palms pushing forward, a boundless sea of crimson flas ignited the sky as if intending to burn this realm into nothingness, surging toward Su Jie.
Underneath the sea of flas, the earth was instantly scorched to barren soil, then turned to boiling magma, flowing fervently. Even Purple Mansion Strongn could only dodge.
"Everyone, attack."
While launching his attack, Tie Mutu didn’t personally advance, instead instructing the four Dharma Kings and the group of Daoist Platform chiefs to confront Su Jie.
Wary of the possibility that Su Jie possessed the Dao Treasure known as the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearl, the naturally cautious Tie Mutu preferred to let his subordinates test Su Jie’s ttle.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
"Slay the Emperor of Daxia! Achieve great deeds!"
"Let this dog emperor witness the might of our prairie warriors."
The four Dharma Kings didn’t think too much; they believed their Divine King was overly cautious. They thought the four of them could take down Su Jie without needing the Great Taoist Formation, wasting so many exotic beasts as offerings.
"The ignorant are fearless!"
Facing the siege of nurous strongn, Su Jie’s expression remained unchanged, as if watching a group of ants clamoring before him. It didn’t bring any tension, but rather amusent.
But fun aside, he still had to kill.
Placing his hand on his belly, Su Jie’s mouth swelled, and he suddenly spat out.
Whoosh!
A fierce, violent strong wind blew from Su Jie’s mouth, forming a windstorm that reached the sky above the Sky Do Cloud Layer.
The initially surging sea of crimson flas, like water drawn by a dragon, was entirely absorbed by the windstorm, transforming into a more terrifying crimson fla windstorm, moving toward the invading Divine Eagle Empire strongn.
"Can’t be real!"
Witnessing this scene, Tie Mutu’s eyes nearly bulged out in disbelief.
The attack he launched with the Yang Fla Sky Burning Technique was effortlessly neutralized by Su Jie’s breath. The disparity was evident to any observer, not to ntion Tie Mutu, a top Purple Mansion Realm strongman.
Compared to Tie Mutu’s shock, the four Dharma Kings and over a hundred Daoist Platform chiefs charging at Su Jie turned green with fear.
A Purple Mansion Dharma King at the forefront couldn’t dodge in ti and was swallowed by the crimson fla windstorm.
The intensely hot flas seared his flesh, while the strong wind, sharp like steel blades, continuously sliced through his physical body like a slow death by a thousand cuts. His screams echoed as he held on for only ten seconds before being sliced to pieces and roasted by the flas.
A Purple Mansion strongman thus fell.
Seeing this, the remaining three Purple Mansion Dharma Kings turned pale, hastily retreating to evade the crimson fla windstorm.
But the Daoist Platform chiefs weren’t so fortunate. Their strength was inferior to the Purple Mansion strongn, with much poorer agility and survival capabilities.
As the crimson fla windstorm moved in, many tried desperately to escape but couldn’t resist its terrifying pull, ultimately being sucked into the windstorm in despair.
Except for a few Daoist Platform chiefs on the fringes who managed to dodge, dozens of Daoist Platform strongn t their deaths.
Given Su Jie’s current level, most Purple Mansion Cultivators couldn’t withstand even one move, let alone those of the Daoist Platform level. It’s no exaggeration to say that a re breath could kill them.
The crimson fla windstorm swept ahead, leaving a swath of destruction thousands of ters wide until it plowed into the ranks of the three hundred thousand cavalry.
Thousands of cavalry were devoured by the tornado, and the formation for the Great Taoist Formation turned chaotic.
With just a casual strike from Su Jie, a Purple Mansion strongman died, dozens of Daoist Platform cultivators perished, and tens of thousands of cavalry turned to ashes.
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