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

Zhu Rong looked at the long sword that had broken in the middle, his mind went blank, and confusion flashed in his eyes.

His sword... just broke?

But then, a sharp pain brought him back to reality.

Prince An's slash left a mark that fell from the sky.

Zhao Han's blade sliced ​​through Zhu Rong's skin, starting from his chest and cutting straight down.

From the chest to the dragon's body, a single slash brought forth a shower of blood.

"hold head high!"

A high-pitched dragon roar rang out from Zhu Rong's mouth.

The dragon's roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth, unleashing a heart-pounding hurricane.

A hurricane whipped up a bloody rain, and amidst the turmoil, Prince An landed, swinging his long sword.

The cold blade reflected the blood rain, satiatedly absorbing the supreme blood rain.

The remaining rainwater was swallowed up by the rising deathly aura before it could fall on Prince An.

The enormous sword then slowly landed.

The tip of the broken sword was embedded in the ground, while the hilt lay on the ground.

The broken sword transformed into golden-red flames, scorching through the void.

Prince An slightly raised his eyelids, looked at Zhu Rong, and once again unleashed his killing move.

Take advantage of their weakness to kill them.

"Bitterly cold".

Prince An took a step forward and disappeared into the world.

Besides the blazing sun, a full moon once again appeared in the sky.

This was still formed from pure killing intent, but this time it was filled with moon spirit and death energy.

A bright moon rises in the sky, and night and day stand in stark contrast.

The influx of lunar spirits transformed the cold sun into a piercing moon, while the night sky was filled with the swirling energy of death.

Deathly aura is the night sky, murderous intent is the full moon.

This time, Prince An appeared beneath the massive dragon body, which resembled a mountain range.

The bright moon in the sky emitted a pure white light, its frost-like light freezing heaven and earth, time and space.

The next moment, moonlight shone on Zhu Rong, and a full moon appeared behind him.

Zhu Rong could feel a divine might pressing down on him.

This caused Zhu Rong, who was about to block the attack, to freeze for a moment.

In that instant, An Wang Zhaohan's blade pointed upwards toward the sky.

It looked like an upward slash was coming right at them.

"Burial waste."

King An did not disappoint Zhu Rong.

The next instant, a slash shot into the sky, the pure white slash cutting through the full moon.

They were about to cut open Zhu Rong's newly healed wound.

However, Zhu Rongshi, who intended to take the blow and then retaliate against King An, did not feel any pain.

Bang!

Sparks flew.

In mid-air, King An looked at Gonggong Shi in front of him with a calm expression.

"Kid, your physique... is outrageous."

Gonggong gripped his spear tightly with both hands, holding it horizontally in front of him. Fine cracks appeared on the shaft of his spear once again.

Gonggong was truly impressed by King An's physique.

Besides the heavenly soldiers being incredibly powerful, what made him suffer such losses each time was even more important: the power of Prince An's casual strikes was comparable to the combined strength of the Five Sacred Mountains.

"Don't just stand there, I can't save you."

Gonggong then spoke coldly to Zhurong behind him.

He accepted this offer, certainly not out of any sense of friendship.

He wished Zhu Rong would die right there.

But no.

If Zhu Rong suffers a loss, his chances of winning will be low.

Defeating Prince An is his current goal.

Therefore, he can temporarily put aside his grudges.

Zhu Rong also came to his senses and quickly shrunk his size.

Having experienced the power of King An, the Zhu Rong clan no longer dared to be arrogant.

Zhu Rong stretched out his hand, and the flames of the broken sword gathered in his hand.

The longsword was restored, and Zhu Rong swung it.

The raging flames that consumed the world started from him and spread outwards.

"Mingzhao".

"Heavenly Fire Breaks".

In the next instant, Zhu Rong's figure vanished without a trace.

Golden-red flames appeared above the battle between King An and Gonggong.

Fiery red clouds spread out, dispelling the night sky.

A sky similar to that of Gonggong enveloped the battlefield.

These two are natural enemies, as their killing moves are remarkably similar.

The only difference might be that Gonggong preferred large-scale killing moves, as this would allow him to better annihilate living beings.

Zhu Rong, on the other hand, prefers to focus on one person, and his killing moves are always the most extreme.

At this moment, amidst the fiery red clouds, a figure wielding a long sword pierced through the clouds.

The clouds instantly converged into the sword.

On the Bright Sword of Zhurong, a scene of all living beings revering and submitting under the scorching sun appeared.

Amidst the clouds, the dragon's body, appearing and disappearing, and Zhu Rong's majestic face, caused the longsword to unleash an astonishing pressure.

Zhu Rong gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, her figure like a fiery red streak of light, crashing down towards Prince An.

Li Junsu naturally sensed the killing move above, and activated his death energy, intending to provoke Gonggong's spear.

Dark blue serpent totems appeared in Gonggong's pitch-black eyes.

The rush of water spirits caused his physique to break through once again.

He was watching a play just now, but it wasn't just watching a play.

He was frantically absorbing water essence, making his body stronger and more powerful.

At this moment, he also activated his own power, pressing down forcefully with both hands.

"Eight Desolations".

Upon seeing this, King An turned his sword, Zhao Han, and with the blade close to the spear shaft, slashed at Gonggong's hand holding the spear.

At the same time, the most unassuming spirit of wind and thunder in the Sea of ​​Oblivion was activated by King An.

The Wind and Thunder Dao Domain spread out instantly.

Although Prince An had never comprehended the true meaning of wind and thunder, at his level, the Dao Domain no longer required comprehension.

Rather, it evolved on its own.

Suddenly, the massacre of a million people transformed into a great wind, scattering the clouds in the sky.

The wind also caused the gathered water spirits to ripple.

The massacre of millions, combined with the original imagery of the fleeting sunlight, creates a powerful wind belonging to the Xuan Qin dynasty, sweeping across the world.

Amidst this strong wind, crimson lightning began to spread.

The lightning quickly turned into darkness at an astonishing speed.

The death energy was drawn by the killing intent of the heavens, combined with the insights gained by Prince An after his battle with the madmen of the Myriad Tribulations Demon Abyss.

Black deathly lightning raged across the heavens and earth.

An Wang's wind and thunder lacked Ying Long's grandeur and the domineering power of Bing Zhu.

All that exists is the purest killing intent and the desire for destruction.

“The abyss is filled with mud, and the marshland is covered.”

Gonggong was no pushover either; he immediately spun his spear and unleashed a killing move, attempting to restrain King An.

In the blink of an eye, the stream of light arrived above King An.

"Wind and Thunder".

boom!

Three incredibly powerful forces exploded directly between heaven and earth.

The other supreme beings merely reinforced the barrier.

Everyone saw that at the very top was the true meaning exploding like a sun, accompanied by golden-red flames.

Below the sun, there was a dark blue vortex, as if it wanted to devour everything.

Between water and fire, a strong wind whipped up black lightning, mercilessly destroying both realms of existence.

After a long while, the aftershocks subsided.

When the Holy Mountain Goddess woke up, she saw three figures in mid-air.

On the right, Prince An stands alone, holding the Zhaohan sword, his back to the Holy Mountain Goddess.

Although she couldn't see Prince An's expression, the image of his usual calm and composed demeanor floated into the mind of the Holy Mountain Goddess.

Opposite King An, Gonggong looked at him with an extremely solemn expression.

Zhu Rong, standing beside him, also wore a serious expression.

In that clash, Prince An not only used the tribulation lightning to knock Gonggong away, but also slashed diagonally with his backhand, directly blocking Zhurong's killing move.

At this moment, Zhu Rong looked at King An and found that this young man was even more outrageous than she had imagined.

In the eyes of the Holy Mountain Goddess, who was not far away, it was actually the same.

She swallowed hard as she looked at the appearing Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong seems to be just as powerful as Gong Gong.

Jun Su is fighting two against one?

At the heart of the battlefield, King An looked at Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, feeling equally troubled.

I really don't have a way to take them down in a short time.

However, this is what truly constitutes honing one's skills.

"What skills do you have?"

"It's best to use them all."

Li Junsu looked at Zhu Rong and Gong Gong and spoke calmly.

He was determined to push himself to the limit, which was tricky, but he hadn't reached his limit yet.

His ultimate combat power is close to 90% of that of a god.

At this moment, the real battle has just begun.

"Fire God Body."

Zhu Rong looked at King An without saying a word.

He transformed back into human form, taking the form of the fire god of the Zhurong tribe.

The fire spirits between heaven and earth surged toward him at an astonishing speed.

Intricate Daoist patterns appeared on the surface of Zhu Rong's body.

The next instant, he was enveloped in a pristine white robe once more.

The golden-red flames transformed into Dao patterns and began to evolve.

"Kid, I admit you're not bad."

"But...you're not stronger than I expected."

"Now it's time for you to suffer."

After Zhu Rong finished speaking, a golden-red longsword materialized beside him.

This time, the sword is engraved with a scene of Zhu Rong, the god of fire, with his arms outstretched towards the earth, and the spirits of heaven and earth merging into him.

The next instant, the fire spirit on the longsword transformed into intricate Dao patterns.

Zhu Rong was not a human emperor, the ruler of the world.

Even though he was subordinate to others, he was still the supreme ruler.

This is because he is the supreme being among the fire spirits.

Zhu Rong brandished his long sword, and golden-red sword energy soared to the heavens and pierced the earth, slashing towards Prince An.

At the same time, the Vulcan Domain descended.

Even death energy slows down its circulation within such a pure and yang realm.

"Water Netherworld God Body".

Gonggong looked at King An, released his grip, and the spear turned into water and fell.

In the next instant, Gonggong's figure also transformed into human form.

This was the first time he had taken human form.

Ferocious beasts disdain to transform into human form, and so do ferocious gods.

Gonggong always moved with the body of a snake.

The fact that he has taken human form at this moment shows that he has become serious.

A person can fight more effectively.

Water spirits rushed into it, and Gonggong's body was covered in armor formed from water spirits.

The armor exudes a wild and untamed charm.

Beside Gonggong, the flood spear, formed from the true meaning of the flood, coalesced.

Gonggong gripped the spear shaft, his eyes still black, but a touch of dark blue appeared in the center.

Profound, powerful, and vast.

This is the god of the flood.

His flood domain did not fall from the sky, but instead slowly rose from the ground.

The Vulcan Realm shone in the sky, while the Flood Realm surged across the ground.

Gonggong and Zhurong, sworn enemies, joined forces for the first time. Instead of suffering losses due to their irreconcilable differences, their understanding of each other allowed their two realms to reflect each other, achieving a balance between fire and water.

At this moment, the enhancement that their respective domains provide to each other is far stronger than when they cast their own spells.

A beam of fire appeared in the direction of Zhulong and Nuwa.

This was the scene that Jian Wu witnessed when she was brought to Zhu Que's place.

"Study hard; it will greatly benefit your martial arts."

Suzaku was overjoyed at the sight.

I never expected to have such a wonderful opportunity right away.

"you..."

Seeing that Jian Wu did not answer, Zhu Que lowered his head in confusion.

Then she was speechless.

Jian Wu stared at Prince An's back, her eyes shining.

Suzaku was helpless.

In martial arts, strength is the only true path.

Why is she staring at Prince An?

There's no one else who can practice Prince An's martial arts.

On the battlefield, the water god and the fire god, holding their weapons, looked at King An and smiled.

“Kid, back off now, and I can pretend nothing happened.”

Zhu Rong looked at Prince An and spoke in a good mood.

His current strength even surpasses his previous peak.

With the blessing of the Water Spirit, which compensates for his lack of vitality, he can freely burn his own essence.

Each subsequent killing move will be incredibly violent and cruel.

"Although I disagree with his opinion, I won't stop you if you want to leave."

Gonggong also burst into loud laughter.

With the blessing of the Fire Spirit, his killing move, which was originally somewhat lacking in lethality due to his mastery of the Water Spirit, has reached its peak.

He now feels strong enough to defeat the Lord of Soldiers.

Li Junsu looked at the Water God and the Fire God with a calm expression.

The next instant, Prince An grasped the hilt of Zhao Han's sword, reversed his grip on the long sword, and faced the two of them.

Golden starlight burst forth from between his eyebrows.

Daylight turned into night in the blink of an eye.

Even though the Vulcan Realm was shining, it was suppressed by the night.

Golden star patterns began to spread at the corners of Prince An's eyes.

The star patterns carried the true meaning of the stars, and behind Prince An, the phantom of Tian Geng in full battle armor appeared.

Tian Geng reached out and embraced Prince An.

In the sky, the golden celestial body burst forth with dazzling light.

Prince An was bathed in starlight.

His physique was enhanced, and his artistic conception resonated with Tian Geng's killing intent.

The stars and his own peak fortune caused Zhao Han to let out a clear, crisp sword cry.

The sun, moon, and stars on Zhaohan Blade began to revolve.

Prince An opened his eyes and brandished his long sword.

The sun, moon, and stars revolve in the sky.

"Come on, don't make the fight too boring."

After saying this, Prince An disappeared.

The figures of the Water and Fire Supremes vanished simultaneously.

"The fire shines brightly upon the world."

"The floods wiped out everything."

Water and fire appeared simultaneously in the heavens and earth, while on one side a sword illuminated the heavens and earth, intimidating the enemy with its majestic power.

On the other side, a shot rises from the ground, hurtling into the sky, causing floods to surge and engulfing countless lives—a tyrannical act.

Between heaven and earth, two deadly attacks were aimed at Prince An, who was in the very center.

"Heaven is falling."

Prince An brandished his gleaming blade.

The figure disappeared, and reappeared under the cover of night.

The blade slashed down, unleashing both heavenly killing intent and earthly pardon.

In the blink of an eye, the figure appeared in front of Zhu Rong.

With a single slash, he collided with the Vulcan, who was wielding swords with both hands.

The long sword, imbued with the power of heaven and earth, cleaved Zhu Rong away with a single strike.

The next instant, the figure appeared behind Gonggong.

"The abyss."

An aura of death erupted, and Prince An took a step forward.

The black and red slash mark passed over Gonggong and struck the shaft of his spear.

The deathly aura erupted from the abyss, directly annihilating the flood and blowing away Gonggong.

Two figures crashed into the edge of the domain, one on the left and one on the right.

The battlefield fell silent.