Chapter 1267: Haoxiong, Please Die

Xitianjun’s demon-subduing staff swung down onto Haotianzun’s head. With a deafening clang, it struck his forehead. The staff suddenly exploded, causing Xitianjun’s hand to burst open, and he uncontrollably stumbled backward, spitting blood.

Haotianzun opened his mouth and let out a roar. Xitianjun’s body, like snow melting in the scorching sun, dissolved into flesh and soon revealed bone, as he flew wildly backward.

As Yanyunxi charged forward, she set up a killing formation. The moment the formation activated, it invoked terrifying cosmic power, drawing upon the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth to strangle Haotianzun.

She had previously used formations to ambush the Earth Mother Sovereign and the New Earth Mother Sovereign, severely wounding those two formidable beings. Her current formation’s power was no weaker, and in fact stronger, than it had been then.

Just as her formation activated, a large hand suddenly broke through, cutting through her killing array. Covered in blood, the hand slapped her body.

Yanyunxi’s bones snapped and muscles tore, leaving her almost a pile of broken flesh. The hand clenched its fingers, about to finish her off, when the Martial Heavenly Master, now with only one arm, arrived. He met the attack with his remaining fist, and that arm also exploded.

Xiuzhong punched Haotianzun in the back of the heart. But in the next moment, Haotianzun used his hand as a blade, striking horizontally at Xiuzhong’s neck. Xiuzhong’s physical body was incredibly formidable, even surpassing other Emperor’s Throne experts, yet with that single hand-blade strike, his head was instantly severed and sent flying into the sky.

For a Creator, this was not immediately fatal. The moment his head flew off, his headless body immediately embraced Haotianzun tightly with both hands. His head, in mid-air, sharply called out, “Can Nü!”

Can Nü had already flown over, and the Seven Soul Grass in her hand shot out, swiftly piercing into Haotianzun’s body to disrupt his soul.

The Seven Soul Grass, having entered Haotianzun’s body, immediately drilled into his Divine Consciousness Great Luo Heaven, embedding itself in his primordial spirit.

Can Nü shrieked, holding a sharp awl, and thrust it towards Haotianzun’s brain.

At that moment, Xiuzhong’s headless body exploded. Haotianzun pressed a palm against Can Nü’s face, her head exploded, and her headless body turned and fled.

“Detestable Creators!”

Haotianzun’s eyes shot out divine light. Two beams of divine light intersected like shears, aiming to cut Can Nü’s headless body in half and utterly destroy her divine consciousness.

Just then, Xiuzhong’s head flew back and landed on Can Nü’s neck. Their divine consciousnesses merged into a single stream, bursting forth simultaneously.

The two, now reunited as one head and one body, flew up and tumbled away.

The Woodcutter Sage, seething with rage, charged at Haotianzun with his axe, determined to fight to the death. He roared, “Give me a moment!”

Suddenly, the Black Tiger God flew over, shouting, “Master, hurry and leave!”

The Woodcutter Sage bypassed him, about to swing his axe to attack, when Lu Zheng arrived from the front. With one arm, he held the barely conscious Yanyunxi, and with the other, he reached out, tucked the Woodcutter Sage under his armpit, and sprinted away, shouting, “Grand Heavenly Master, your skills are only good for fighting minor dragons; going forward now would be suicide!”

The Woodcutter Sage was squeezed breathless and unable to move.

On the other side, Niu Sanduo carried the Martial Heavenly Master and also frantically charged outward. Red Emperor Qi Xiayu, Xi Muhong, and Xitianjun, having no mounts, could only endure their injuries and flee for their lives.

As everyone desperately fled, the area around Haotianzun instantly cleared, leaving only a few corpses behind.

Haotianzun started to give chase, but suddenly, loud explosions echoed within his body. His flesh continuously ruptured, and his vital essence surged uncontrollably, escaping from his physical form.

He groaned.

Haotianzun lowered his head and spat blood. The instant he did, spatial mirror fragments silently appeared around him. Within the mirror fragments, countless spatial runes lit up, forming a spatial killing array.

“Another disciple of Heavenly Venerate Yue!”

Haotianzun sneered, forcefully suppressing his injuries. He had just expended a significant portion of the power he had painstakingly accumulated by devouring and refining the Heart Devil Heavenly Venerate Mu. However, the remaining power was still sufficient to defeat this opponent.

He roared loudly. At the same moment, the spatial killing array unleashed its power, leaving Haotianzun covered in blood. Amidst his roar, the spatial killing array shattered with a deafening crash.

The instant the spatial mirror fragments shattered, Haotianzun’s pupils contracted sharply. He saw a lantern floating before him.

Light gathered within the lantern, forming a single line—a zither string stretching for thousands of miles.

A fair hand held this string, pulling it back.

As he broke through the spatial killing array, the zither string was also released.

A zither note resonated, lingering and distant.

Though distant, the zither sound was swift. The spatial light string quickly arrived before him.

Haotianzun roared, raising his hand to strike forward. The space in front of him shattered as a large hand, meeting the zither string, blasted through the sky above the Dark Canyon, the palm directly pursuing the one who had plucked the string.

As his palm passed through the light string, four fingers were severed at the base, cut off by that light string. The hand, now with only one finger, struck the sky thousands of miles away.

That section of the sky shattered with a crash. Bai Yuqiong, who had been hidden there, fell out of the void, bleeding heavily, and hastily vanished.

The light string reached Haotianzun’s neck and flashed past.

Haotianzun clutched his neck with his other hand; a bloody mark appeared on his throat.

A bloody mark also appeared on the back of his neck.

“You dare to try and kill me, you rebellious traitors!”

His fury still unspent, roaring explosions suddenly erupted within his body again. A violent surge of vital essence abruptly launched his head into mid-air.

That zither string, a treasure of Heavenly Venerate Yue, had still managed to sever his head.

“Come back!”

Haotianzun’s severed head roared, and the gushing blood instantly flowed back into his body. The head also fell back into place, settling on his neck.

“None of you will escape!”

The explosions within his body continued ceaselessly, yet he strode resolutely outward. As one of the most powerful beings in history, he believed that even if the Heavenly Emperor were revived, he would not be much stronger than himself. Yet now, he had been wounded to such an extent by a few petty thieves!

For a dignified Heavenly Venerate, a being who had achieved renown in the Dragon Han era, the leader of the Ten Heavenly Venerates, and the one with the greatest potential to become the Heavenly Emperor in the future—this incident was an unbearable humiliation.

The moment he stepped out of the lair, his steps suddenly halted. He did not continue the pursuit.

A trace of fear flickered in his eyes.

Before him stood thousands of Heart Devil Heavenly Venerate Mus, lined up in perfect formation.

These Heart Devil Heavenly Venerate Mus were impeccably arrayed, their ranks unbroken, like a formidable army of tigers and wolves awaiting their general’s inspection.

“Heavenly Venerate Mu, is that you?”

Haotianzun exhaled a cloudy breath, his gaze sweeping over the countless Heart Devil Heavenly Venerate Mus. He sneered, “I know you’re here. Only you can control so many heart devils. Heh heh, Heavenly Venerate Mu, do you only dare to hide among them?”

“Not hiding.”

Suddenly, Qin Mu’s voice came from the center of the Heart Devil Heavenly Venerate Mu’s ranks, calmly stating, “Rather, it is to confront you head-on.”

The scorn on Haotianzun’s face deepened. Just as he was about to speak, Qin Mu’s voice resounded, “Divine Treasure Domain, open!”

As his voice fell, the Divine Treasure Domain unfurled.

Thousands of Heart Devil Heavenly Venerate Mus either rose or sank; some transformed into Heavenly Dukes, some into Earth Count, some into the Four Emperors of the Four Extremities Heavens, and some into countless brilliant ancient gods.

Qin Mu stood at the very center of the domain, beneath the Great Black Wood of the Ancestral Court Continent, and looked at Haotianzun. “Brother Hao, please prepare to die!”