Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Buzhou Mountain, battlefield

The torrential rain turned into floodwaters, relentlessly eroding the boundary.

The deathly aura, as black as ink, occupied the other half of the domain.

King An and Gonggong were surprisingly evenly matched.

The other supreme beings watching the battle all looked surprised.

Prince An himself was not surprised at all, and his eyes remained indifferent.

Gonggong was not surprised by this, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

Both sides unleashed their power, causing each other to be pushed back a step.

"Hongyuan Nine Spears"

Gonggong's serpentine body still had an advantage. He was shaken and leaned back, but thanks to his serpentine body, he didn't take a single step back.

He instantly adjusted his posture, holding the gun with both hands, and first swung the gun in a wide arc, this shot carrying the true meaning of a flood.

A single spear thrust carries the weight of a million pounds, and this is merely the opening move.

With each subsequent shot, the power doubles.

Nine spears, as deep as the abyss, their power piercing the rainbow.

The spear was swung towards Prince An's head.

This time, Prince An reached out and grasped the spearhead with one hand.

Gonggong raised an eyebrow.

"Yuanze".

King An stepped forward, pulled the spearhead towards himself, causing Gonggong to lose his balance for a moment, and unleashed the abyss of deathly energy.

Zhao Han's blade was stained with black ink, leaving a black and red mark in mid-air.

"Autumn falls."

King An turned his sword around, aiming the blade at Gonggong.

With a single upward slash, the ground was shrouded in deathly aura, and an abyss stretched out from it.

In the bottomless abyss, only death energy surged ceaselessly.

In ancient times, "渊" (yuān) represented deep water with unfathomable depths.

At this moment, death energy has transformed into an abyss, with a continuous stream of death energy gushing out from its deepest part.

The deathly aura spread rampantly and arrogantly.

One after another, dark red maple trees rose from the ground.

These maple trees transformed into nodes on the array pattern.

They unleash their own power, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth while continuously radiating the essence of autumn.

This upward slash caused Zhao Han's blade to transform into autumn on one side and abyss on the other.

The abyss falls, and the autumn falls.

The atmosphere resonates with each other, and within the dark gold, there is a touch of scarlet blood.

The long sword slashed directly at Gonggong.

Gonggong laughed.

The smile wasn't one of panic, but rather the joy of having met a worthy opponent.

"Not timid."

After Gonggong finished speaking, he brandished his long spear.

The power of the nine spears converged and, under the command of Gonggong, exploded with a deafening roar.

Both King An and Gonggong had their arms blown off at the same time.

The starting move is a spear technique with the power of a million jin (a unit of weight), and the power doubles with each subsequent thrust.

Only physically powerful beings like the Lord of War, the Demon Lord, or Zhulong would dare to claim they could withstand the attack unscathed.

The next instant, one of their arms was restored by the death energy, and the other was healed by the water spirit.

Another spear materialized in front of Gonggong, blocking the attack.

The black and red blade clashed with the dark blue gun barrel.

The swamp behind King An erupted, and the floodwaters behind Gonggong surged forth.

Both expressions convey a sense of destruction.

However, Gonggong was purely a force of power.

King An represents the Dao, which governs the changing seasons.

The two artistic conceptions collided violently; King An's strength lay in its profundity, while Gonggong's strength lay in its purity.

It wasn't that King An's strike wasn't pure enough, but rather that Gonggong was slightly better.

The powerful aftershocks forced both figures back several steps.

"Disasters surged forth."

After Gonggong retreated, he spun his spear and released it.

The spear spun in mid-air as the water spirits surged into it one after another.

A waterspout swept across the realm.

Within the realm, the rain intensified.

Raindrops pierced through space, only to be absorbed by the domain after landing.

It goes on and on, becoming stronger and stronger.

In this situation, Gonggong's spear thrust was simple and straightforward.

But this seemingly simple shot carried the weight of the Five Sacred Mountains.

The force of that shot was so great that the very air seemed to groan.

Click, click.

The familiar sound of shattering echoed.

This spear was not only powerful and heavy, but also swift as the wind, thrusting straight at Prince An's face.

Gonggong's spear strike resonated with the ruthlessness of the flood, and the flood's ferocity unleashed an even greater power.

The hurricane that stirred up by the shot even lifted the hair of Prince An.

"Wang Wei."

Faced with this shot, Prince An did not retreat but advanced.

He raised his head slightly, gripped the Zhaohan sword, and delivered a diagonal slash upwards.

The cold, imposing Wang Wei reappeared once more.

This time, as soon as the vast power of the king appeared, it was completely absorbed by Zhao Han.

The terrifying aura that had been there before vanished completely.

At this moment, Prince An appears to be completely harmless.

But in an instant, a power dozens of times more terrifying than before erupted from Zhao Han's blade.

The killing intent in the sky even condensed into a transparent, icy, and disdainful sun, a star of murderous intent.

This is a technique once used by the Corpse of Yayu: The Appearance of the Silent Moon.

The next instant, Heavenly Might and Killing Intent emerged, surging into the Cold Sun of Killing Intent.

The murderous intent of Leng Yang transformed into the chilling power of Heaven.

The cold sunlight shone down, only to be completely absorbed by the cold light once again.

The skill "Skimming the Sun's Floating Light" requires absorbing the enemy's deadly moves, which can sometimes lead to losses.

It's alright, Prince An can simply summon his own Cold Sun.

The Supreme Being can change the world with a single thought.

"Fleeting light".

Prince An unleashed a merciless upward slash.

As the blade clashed with the spearhead, the combined killing intent caused the blade to shatter the spearhead without any resistance.

The longsword continued its momentum, cleaving the spear shaft in two.

It also cut open Gonggong's hand, which was holding a gun with one hand.

The blade sliced ​​through Gonggong's upper hand without any resistance.

With his four fingers severed from his palm, he fell directly to the ground.

The next instant, the severed hand turned into water and dissipated.

Shui Ling repaired Gonggong's body once again.

But this time, it was a second slower than before.

Gonggong felt a headache coming on as he looked at the deathly aura emanating from King An.

Deathly energy... can extinguish his vitality.

His innate spiritual nature gives him a significant advantage when fighting other powerful opponents.

But against Prince An, this was hardly an advantage.

Death energy can slay innate spirits.

Moreover, he and Zhu Rongshi disliked using ancestral weapons and preferred to create their own.

One advantage of this method is that weapons can be detonated anytime, anywhere, and then a weapon war can be fought.

Moreover, in the heat of battle, one can discard weapons without hesitation if one suffers a loss.

Let's get back together.

Powerful figures like Prince An and the Human Emperor have limitations.

They cannot simply discard their weapons.

Although it is possible to recall instantly, in a life-or-death battle of equal skill, even a moment's distraction can lead to a major loss.

In this respect, powerful figures like Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, and Ya Yu had much more freedom.

Their weapons simply need to be reassembled.

However, their weakness is that in battles of equal skill, they are at a disadvantage without heavenly soldiers.

At this moment, Zhao Han is becoming stronger and stronger because of its master's growing strength.

The weapons that Gonggong conjured were somewhat inadequate in front of Zhao Han.

Why do top-tier experts need celestial soldiers?

Because the difference between top experts is just a few fine threads.

The Heavenly Soldiers are a crucial element in this.

To become a top-tier expert, one's weapon must naturally be top-notch.

King An did not miss this opportunity; he once again narrowed the distance between himself and Gonggong.

He lowered his body, a red light shining in his eyes.

"Fengdu."

The phantom of Fengdu, along with the underworld, rose from the dead realm.

"burial."

As soon as he finished speaking, the underworld exploded.

A burst of black and red luster erupted.

That strike was too fast and too ruthless.

The supreme beings watching the battle could only see that Gonggong was blown away.