Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

From beginning to end, Du Yucheng didn't say a word, but for some reason, as she listened to Jiang Han's words, she gradually became a little... excited.

"boom--"

The Zhao emperor's head was suddenly blown into a cloud of blood mist by a sudden force, covering a large area of ​​the deck.

She was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red. She secretly glanced at Jiang Han and saw that he seemed to be staring into the distance in a daze and didn't notice the noise she made, so she quickly cast a spell to clean up the blood stain.

At this moment, a ball of scarlet blood light lit up from the horizon. It was very small at first, but in the blink of an eye, the blood-red light ball had connected the sky and the earth, becoming extremely huge.

The ball of light continued to expand outward, carrying with it a powerful force that could destroy the world. It spread rapidly in all directions at an extremely fast speed!

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar exploded from the horizon, and the ball of light exploded into a huge blood-red beam of light, shooting straight into the sky!

Countless tiny black cracks instantly appeared around the light column, and boundless cold air erupted from it, freezing the nearby sky in an instant.

"boom--!"

At the center of the light column, a huge blood-red halo suddenly burst out and spread rapidly in all directions.

The halo surged past, the distant mountains collapsed with a loud bang, and the ground trembled violently, with countless bottomless cracks appearing!

Its power is extremely strong, and wherever it passes, it leaves behind only devastation.

Even before the halo arrived, the flames rising into the sky in the imperial city were forcibly suppressed.

"The blood corpse exploded." Bai Mujian chuckled, "This old guy can't hold on any longer."

"boom--!"

The halo impact came in an instant. When it passed through the imperial city, the spiritual shield protecting the city was like a small boat floating in the wind and waves. It only lasted for a moment before it shattered with a loud bang.

Among the many cultivators who were still watching the battle, light shields quickly lit up. With the help of a group of Yuanying stage cultivators, they were able to barely block the aftermath of the explosion with its tremendous power.

On Jiang Han's side, the warship's shield was raised simply to easily block the ripples outside. Although the shield shook slightly, the aftermath could not touch them at all.

The fire in the city was extinguished in the blink of an eye by the blood-red halo, countless houses collapsed and shattered, and the screams in the city stopped abruptly.

"Such a powerful force, even at a distance of tens of thousands of miles, it can still cause such devastation..."

Jiang Han's eyes gleamed with surprise. After he became a god, would he be able to launch attacks of this intensity?

"What kind of scene would that be at the center of the explosion?"

"A space crack exploded there." Du Yucheng finally found the opportunity to speak.

She tilted her head slightly and added, "It's huge."

"A huge space crack? How big can it be?"

Jiang Han thought about the thousand-foot-long crack that his senior sister had created with her sword. Could it be bigger than that?

"The power of a self-detonation by a cultivator in the Spiritual Transformation Stage is truly devastating. The area tens of thousands of miles around has suffered disaster. I wonder how much damage it has caused."

"Don't worry, although this level of attack looks powerful, it can only cause harm within a radius of a thousand miles." Bai Mujian turned his head and looked towards the city.

"Compared to this, you should think about how to deal with these people from the Zhao family."

Jiang Han followed his gaze and saw a team of nearly a thousand black-armored monks flying over the imperial city and rushing towards the valley.

They had a clear goal and quickly bypassed the hills. Under the astonished gaze of the monks, they rushed to the front of the warship at an extremely fast speed and stopped.

When he got closer, Jiang Han discovered that every black-armored monk was covered in blood.

"What is the Zhao Kingdom trying to do? I heard they were killing people in the city before, and now they dare to block the Purple Sky Sword Sect's warships. Are they crazy?"

There was a burst of noise all around, coming from those cultivators who had originally stayed here to pay a visit to Jiang Han, or some cultivators who were simply watching the fun.

"My fellow Daoist, I know why the Zhao family did this. It only costs ten low-grade spirit stones. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Get lost! You can tell the difference if you just take a closer look. You're still trying to trick me into giving you spirit stones? Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Don't worry, I have inside information..."

Nearly a thousand black-armored monks stood in front of the warship, all with their heads lowered, not daring to show any aura.

A figure stepped out from the crowd, stood respectfully in front of the warship, and bowed.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang."

Jiang Han recognized him at a glance. This person was none other than Zhao Changning, the third prince of the State of Zhao, who had received him that day.

He frowned slightly, somewhat unsure of what the other party meant.

He glanced at the black-armored monks and asked doubtfully:

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Changning bent over, not daring to raise his head, his voice full of fear.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, according to Senior Zhou, there are over 18,000 people of Zhao's royal bloodline. Excluding my lineage and those not in the Imperial City, there are over 13,000 people in total. All of them have now been executed."

Jiang Han listened but did not answer.

Zhao Changning didn't dare to look up. Not hearing Jiang Han's voice made him even more nervous.

He originally thought that Jiang Han was young after all and seemed easy to get along with. After hearing that so many innocent people had died, he would show some sympathy.

In this way, the remaining people will have hope of survival.

But now it seems that this person is worthy of being a direct disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect. He is indeed as cruel, bloodthirsty, domineering and ruthless as those sword cultivators.

Upon hearing that so many of them had died, the other party was not moved at all, as if their deaths were just a few ants and not worth mentioning at all.

Alas... I don't know if I can preserve my bloodline.

He sighed inwardly, concealing the sadness in his eyes, and said respectfully:

"Now that the remaining evildoers in the Imperial City have been eliminated, I wonder if Brother Jiang has any further instructions?"

Jiang Han didn't know how to deal with it. This was the first time he encountered such a situation.

According to common sense, if someone dares to attack the direct disciple of Zixiao Sword Sect, his entire family must be wiped out. Otherwise, the deterrent effect will be insufficient and more people will definitely despise the authority of Zixiao Sword Sect.

But he didn't know whether Elder Zhou had other arrangements, which made it difficult for him to deal with the situation.

At this moment, a fiery red sword light swept across the sky and instantly reached above the warship.

The sword light seemed to carry some special charm. Jiang Han just took a look at it and was suddenly shocked and stood there in a daze.

When the sword light disappeared, a figure appeared out of thin air above the valley.

The man was wearing a red robe and holding a purple and red long sword. His left hand held a ball of blood light, and there was a soul sitting quietly inside it.

He seemed to glance at everyone casually, but as soon as he looked, a huge force came down, causing the few remaining mountains to completely shatter, and countless tiny cracks appeared on the ground.

The nearly one thousand black-armored monks knelt down with a thud. Those with lower cultivation even spat out a mouthful of blood and fell from the sky.

"How dare the incompetent ruler of Zhao murder my Zixiao Sword Sect's direct disciple? This is truly a heinous crime!"

"The Zhao family has committed such a grave mistake. We deserve to exterminate your entire bloodline and refine all your souls into soul lamps, so that you will suffer the pain of soul refining forever!"