Sword Emperor

One could only hear a series of miserable wails. Everyone could feel an intense pain in their sea of consciousness, as if their souls were being torn apart. It was unbearable.    

Instantly, the facial expression of the cultivators changed, because the Hundred Clans's United Formation could share the damage they suffered. Such pain was obviously caused by some accident.    

Then, they immediately turned around and looked behind them. They discovered that more than a dozen of them were bleeding from their eyes, nose, and mouth. Their eyes were tightly shut because at this moment, their sea of consciousness had completely collapsed under the sharp Qi.    

Fortunately, they were currently in the Hundred Clans's United Formation. Otherwise, even if they didn't die from such a huge injury, the spiritual soul would have dissipated.    

Time slowly flowed by. The life force of more than thirty Peak of Half Monarch Stage warriors and the spiritual strength were extremely powerful. They were constantly being channeled into the bodies of the cultivators who had their sea of consciousness collapsing.    

For a moment, the injuries on their bodies were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The spiritual soul, which was about to collapse, had stopped flowing.    

However, even though the injuries on their bodies were gradually healing and even the spiritual soul was slowly recovering, there wasn't a trace of joy on the faces of the dozen or so people. Their eyes were filled with hatred as they looked at Sun Bing.    

After all, the sea of consciousness was the most important place for any cultivator. It was also the place where the spiritual soul rested.    

Once the sea of consciousness collapsed, the spiritual soul would also be affected. Unless it was some extremely precious natural treasure, it would be impossible for it to fully recover.    

Most importantly, even if he was lucky enough to survive, his cultivation base would never be able to improve for the rest of his life.    

It could be said that Sun Bing's attack had shattered all their hopes. Originally, with their innate talent, Peak of Half Monarch Stage was far from their final destination, but now, they had stopped here.    

Although Sun Bing didn't kill them, the result was even crueler than death.    

Obstructing the path of humanity was even more serious than killing his parents. This kind of hatred was absolutely irreconcilable. Therefore, the dozen or so people looked at Sun Bing with eyes that were filled with the desire to shred him into a million pieces.    

However, Sun Bing would never show mercy to his enemies. After realizing that the Sword Soul had such a miraculous effect, he once again urged the Sword Soul's power to attack the enemies in the sword formation.    

However, he was totally unprepared when facing Sun Bing's attack earlier, which was why he had caused such a terrible consequence.    

At this moment, all the cultivators had their guard up. Furthermore, there was a Spirit in the Hundred Clans's United Formation.    

This race was extremely unique. They didn't have a physical body, and they were all constructed from spiritual strength. What they excelled at the most was the power of the soul. They were ranked among the top of the hundred races, and were extremely powerful.    

After detecting Sun Bing's fluctuation, this Spirit Race cultivator had used the power of the soul to cast a barrier, perfectly protecting the attack this time.    

Both of them exchanged blows. Even though they were both Immortal Slaughtering Sword Array warriors, their reactions were different. Under the full force of their attacks, Sun Bing still needed to face them with caution.    

The final battle couldn't help but fall into a deadlock, but Sun Bing was still sitting on the fishing platform.    

Because he could clearly sense that the concentration of the blood of the Hundred Clans warriors in this sword formation was decreasing rapidly under such intense battle. After such a long time, the Qi in their bodies had obviously weakened by more than a level.    

The Hundred Clans cultivators were filled with regret and hatred when they realized their predicament. After all, the mission given to them by their race was only to keep an eye on Sun Bing.    

However, because of the impulse in their hearts, they were placed in such a dangerous situation, and they were only a step away from death.    

After feeling that there was no hope of escaping, a resolute look emerged in everyone's eyes. They all had the thought of perishing together with Sun Bing.    

However, at this moment, an accident happened. Sun Bing could clearly feel the arrival of a vast momentum in the distance. Despite being countless miles away, he could still feel the dangerous Qi coming from it.    

Immediately, he looked into the distance. In the darkness, there seemed to be a huge danger looming over Sun Bing.    

At the same time, Traveller who was surrounding the battlefield sensed the strange atmosphere. His facial expression changed drastically, and he kept retreating. In the blink of an eye, he had already retreated hundreds of millions of miles.    

With Sun Bing as the center, the surrounding tens of millions of miles were nothing. But soon, one could see that the calm space was suddenly distorted, and layers of ripples were spreading out in all directions.    

After that, numerous figures passed through the spatial barrier and descended in all directions.    

When he saw the first figure, Sun Bing's eyes narrowed, and then he said in a deep voice, "I never thought that you would come here so soon. This is truly unexpected."    

"I have waited for this day for ten years. Finally, you cowardly turtle has appeared."    

It had been many years since they last met, but Dao Zhao was still as domineering as ever. His pair of beautiful eyes were filled with a domineering aura.    

Immediately after that, Shen Yue descended to the side. Although he didn't say anything, just by standing there, the void seemed to tremble and be filled with invisible pressure.    

After that, streams of light flashed. Looking closely, they were all Son of the Monarch and Daughter of the Monarch from different clans. In short, they were all considered Sun Bing's' old acquaintances'.    

However, after looking around carefully, Sun Bing suddenly smiled and said, "Where's Xian Jian? Or should I call him Wudao? I know you should have come. Why didn't you show up?"    

Unfortunately, the surroundings were still silent, as if there was no such person at all.    

"Alright, Sun Bing, don't change the topic. Ten years ago, you snatched away the apocalyptic black lotus in front of us. I wonder if you have thought that this day will come?"    

"There's no need to waste your breath on this person. We don't care where you've been hiding all these years. You'd better hand over the Red Lotus With Karmic Fire and the apocalyptic black lotus honestly. Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite. "    

When he heard those words, Sun Bing frowned slightly. He looked around once again and looked at the familiar figures.    

The difference between him and Son of the Monarch and Daughter of the Monarch was like a heavenly chasm. In fact, Dao Zhao had been able to easily suppress them in the beginning, but at that moment, the strength of both parties had changed.    

However, at this moment, looking at Son of the Monarch and Daughter of the Monarch who were still at the Half-Monarch Stage, Sun Bing's heart was filled with lofty sentiments. He even spoke with a trace of disdain.    

"It seems like the lesson I have learned in the past wasn't enough. Do you really think that you can stop me with just your strength?"