Chapter 1639: Emperor Cauldron

Xu Yang shook his head helplessly. This time, instead of dealing with his opponents one by one, he simply formed a hand seal, and a massive Tai Chi totem quickly materialized behind him.

Simultaneously, Xu Yang activated his tenth external qi vortex, whose powerful devouring force complemented the Tai Chi totem behind him, creating a perfect synergy.

These two signature techniques, Xu Yang's most potent to date, converged to form a colossal life reclamation station that overshadowed most of the void battlefield.

All the renowned rogue cultivators of the Kunlun Divine Dynasty caught by the tenth qi vortex's devouring swirl lost all resistance. Like sand swept up by a whirlwind, they were continuously drawn into the center of the colossal Tai Chi totem.

Once completely consumed by the totem's power, there was no chance for any of those cultivators to emerge alive.

"This is clearly a power from heaven, yet to you, it must feel like the grasp of hell's demons. The reason for today's situation is entirely due to your obstinate, corrupted souls, which have brought about this end. You believe this persistence is a defense of your faith, yet you've been mere puppets of the Supreme God's will from the start. Dying meaninglessly in this place is an act against fate."

Xu Yang disliked meaningless slaughter. His direct confrontation with hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers and generals of the Kunlun lineage, along with various rogue cultivators, was solely driven by a genuine purpose.

Anything that stood in his way would face only one outcome. The colossal devouring vortex, constantly shifting with the interplay of yin and yang forces, also imperceptibly altered the frequency of its devouring power.

This ensured that the life-devouring vortex totem created by Xu Yang, combined with the tenth qi vortex, became impregnable. No matter how powerful the opponent, they could never stop this force from consuming and annihilating them.

As expected, over three thousand renowned rogue cultivators and powerful practitioners from various factions had initially entered the void, intending to display their full might on this battlefield.

Unfortunately, Xu Yang's unique law had drawn all their attention, making escape impossible even if they tried.

In just a short time, over a thousand renowned rogue cultivators in the void had been devoured into nothingness by Xu Yang's combined techniques, leaving not even a trace of their presence.

The remaining two thousand-plus relatively powerful cultivators, after witnessing the grim fate of those who had been completely consumed, were filled with fear towards Xu Yang.

After all, life was singular. No one, after surviving for hundreds of thousands of years into the present era, wished to perish so inexplicably at the hands of this young human.

"Damn it, it seems we have no other choice today," one of them exclaimed. "We can only fight this guy with all our might. It's either him or us."

It was the burly middle-aged rogue cultivator who uttered these bold words, simultaneously drawing a massive, blood-red glowing mace from his grasp. This formidable weapon was clearly a powerful body-tempering artifact.

It was undoubtedly forged and nourished by his very flesh and blood. Judging by the growth state of this enormous mace, it had been refined by him for at least ten thousand years; calling it a treasure akin to his own child would be no exaggeration.

Xu Yang scoffed with a cold smile. "You were the loudest just now, weren't you? Can you, by any chance, represent the leaders of the remaining thousand-plus rogue cultivators? If you can make that decision, I wouldn't mind having a duel with you. I'll let you fall with some dignity."

Xu Yang's words sounded like he was giving the other party face, yet they were still mocking, just from a different angle and expressed in a different way.

The burly man wouldn't tolerate anyone being so arrogant in front of him, but he seemed to be acting on impulse, overlooking the most crucial factor: the disparity in their strengths.

In reality, for anyone with a modicum of sense, Xu Yang's effortless elimination of that female cultivator moments ago was enough to gauge his strength. He was simply not someone the renowned rogue cultivators of the Kunlun Divine Dynasty could contend with.

It would be no exaggeration to call Xu Yang the true deity of this battlefield. Unfortunately, these individuals seemed overly confident in their own abilities, believing that perseverance alone would grant them ultimate victory in this confrontation.

"Are your minds still stuck in an era hundreds of thousands of years ago, unable to recover? Don't you know your own capabilities? Since you insist on mindlessly rushing to your deaths, I won't hold back."

Xu Yang seemed genuinely enraged.

With a forceful wave of his palm, and aided by the immense devouring power of his tenth external qi vortex, the unparalleled Tai Chi totem suddenly stirred.

As if granted independent life, it pressed down towards the remaining rogue cultivators on the horizon, within the purview of his unique spatial law.

Terrifying pressure emanated fully the moment the Tai Chi totem moved. Perhaps it was at this very instant that these renowned rogue cultivators finally grasped the true extent of the disparity between them.

"No, this guy is too powerful! Quick, find a way to break free from this place, or we'll all be crushed to a pulp and devoured into oblivion."

The one in the center, wielding the massive mace, gritted his teeth, appearing to have found a way to break through the blockade.

"I'll hold back this ruthless individual," he declared. "The rest of you, combine all your strength to break through the spatial law. Remember, we only have one chance!"

Having said this, the burly man, still holding his body-tempering mace, charged fearlessly towards the colossal Tai Chi totem behind Xu Yang. Yet, Xu Yang's gaze upon him was colder than ever before.

"Even with strong cultivation, people like you are ultimately black sheep, utterly brainless," Xu Yang stated. "Do you realize that your mistaken judgment and misguided leadership at this crucial moment will surely doom thousands of Kunlun Divine Dynasty rogue cultivators behind you?"

The other renowned rogue cultivators had no time to ponder further. The man with the mace had already charged forward, reaching Xu Yang. Unfortunately for him, Xu Yang merely raised his slender right leg and delivered a powerful kick directly to the man's chest, sending him flying thousands of meters away.

Blood gushed from the man on the spot. With a gentle wave of his palm, Xu Yang forcibly devoured the giant mace from the man's hand, drawing it into the Emperor's Cauldron within his own palm.