367: Reinforcements finally arrived

Suddenly, a brilliant yet all-consuming light, like a mark of world destruction slicing through eternal darkness, appeared silently at the execution ground!

Its target was none other than the core of the Profound Thunder Soul-Locking Formation—Zhou Mo!

The hideousness and the smugness of controlling the Formation on Zhou Mo's face hadn't even had time to change before that deep light gently brushed past his brow.

Zhou Mo was completely erased! Cleanly, without leaving a trace!

Forbidden Sword Intent—“Nothingness”!

Pfft—!

Like a giant balloon being popped, the Formation covering the entire execution ground cracked with a snap, covered in spiderweb-like fissures, and then shattered with a bang!

The bloody light covering the sky receded like a tide, and the suffocating pressure of suppression vanished instantly!

"Who?!!" Zhou Tianxiong roared in horror, his gaze fixed on the direction from which the sword light had come.

Atop the highest ruins at the edge of the execution ground, a figure holding a sword had stood there quietly at some unknown time.

Di Qianjie!

Taking advantage of the moment Zhou Mo was manipulating the Formation, a one-hit kill!

"Hahaha! How can a fight happen without me, Di Lingxiao! Zhou Family scum, your Grandpa Di is here!"

A heroic and wild long howl, like a Nine Heavens dragon's roar, tore through the bloody atmosphere above the battlefield!

A figure burning with golden battle patterns, like a golden meteor tearing through the sky, crashed down with a terrifying momentum that could crush mountains!

Bang—!!!

The dragon fall spear, carrying unparalleled strength, smashed heavily onto the head of a Tong Tian Realm Ninth Level person who was about to pounce on Di Jingzhe!

That person only had time to let out a short scream before their Protective Aura and head exploded simultaneously like a watermelon!

Red and white mixed with violent spear energy splashed in all directions!

Di Lingxiao landed, the ground beneath his feet cracking and sinking. He shook his spear, his battle patterns shining. The spear-shaped rune on his left arm and the eerie black patterns on his right arm lit up simultaneously, his Battle Intent erupting like a volcano:

"Who else?! Come and fight!"

"Asura is here. You monsters, surrender your heads and be executed!"

Di Wushang's figure emerged from the shadows like a ghost. The asura god-slaying spear was wrapped in a bloody Evil Qi so thick it wouldn't dissipate. A cold glint at the spear's tip, carrying a Killing Intent that could pierce the Netherworld, stabbed directly into the back of a Tong Tian Realm Tenth Level person!

That person only felt an icy Killing Intent originating from the depths of his Soul lock onto him firmly, and his Soul almost left his body in fear!

He roared and sacrificed an ancient bronze mirror engraved with wind and thunder runes. The mirror's surface glowed brightly as he tried to block this fatal spear strike.

Crack!

The sturdy precious mirror was instantly covered in spiderweb-like cracks, all its spiritual light lost!

The asura god-slaying spear drove straight in, carrying Asura Power that annihilated life. It ignored the Protective Aura the opponent had hurriedly propped up and plunged deep into his back!

"Ugh... pfft!" The person's body stiffened suddenly. He looked down at the spear tip protruding from his chest, wrapped in bloody Evil Qi, his eyes filled with shock and the stillness of death.

The spear shaft shook, and the violent Asura Baleful Qi erupted through his body, instantly shredding his internal organs along with his Divine Soul!

Di Wushang withdrew the spear expressionlessly, bringing out a spray of blood mist. The materialized Killing Intent surrounding him caused the temperature to drop several degrees, making him look like a messenger of the netherworld harvesting lives; for a moment, no one dared to oppose his edge.

"Clan Brother Lingxiao! Clan Brother Wu Shang! Clan Brother Qianjie!"

Di Jingzhe looked at the instantly reversed situation and the three figures fighting bloodily for him. His blood boiled, and an indescribable wave of emotion and warmth rushed to his eyes.

In a desperate situation, brothers in arms, fighting side by side!

"Awakening of Insects, protect your companion! Leave the rest to us!"

Di Lingxiao swept his spear, cutting several Zhou Family guards in half at the waist, and roared toward Di Jingzhe, his voice full of heroism and confidence.

Di Jingzhe nodded heavily, his gaze as resolute as iron.

He tightly gripped the Awakening Thunder Sword with one hand, the Zixiao Divine Thunder leaping and roaring on the blade. With his other hand, he firmly protected Feng Linger behind him. A violent thunder domain opened with a bang with him at the center, arcs of electricity dancing wildly, blasting any enemy who dared to approach into charcoal!

"Keep up with me!"

"Situ Family! How dare you!!"

Zhou Tianxiong attacked again, but Shadow Blade blocked him firmly, causing Zhou Tianxiong to burn with rage once more.

"Di Clan juniors! Dogs of the Situ Family! You bully my Zhou Family too much! Do you really think I am dead?!!"

An old roar, containing a sky-shaking anger and violent thunder enough to change the colors of heaven and earth, rang out.

Rumble—!!!

A crimson thunder might, a hundred times more majestic and vast than Zhou Tianxiong's and filled with an ancient and destructive aura, erupted like a volcano that had been suppressed for ten million years!

The entire Crimson Thunder Mountain City shook violently, and countless houses trembled.

A thin, hunched figure, appearing to carry the entire Thunder Prison, appeared above the execution ground treading upon the blood-weeping wild thunder filling the sky!

Old Ancestor of the Zhou Family!

The terrifying pressure of the Heavenly Venerable Realm Sixth Level smashed down like a physical mountain of billions of pounds!

The figures of Di Lingxiao, Di Wushang, Di Jingzhe, and Di Qianjie suddenly sank. The Qi and blood in their bodies surged wildly, and they almost spat out blood.

"Old and not dying is a thief! Old Ghost Zhou, you finally decided to come out?"

A clear but matchlessly sharp cold shout rang out in opposition.

Two figures appeared opposite the Old Ancestor of the Zhou Family almost simultaneously, standing their ground against the bloody thunder filling the sky!

The person on the left wore a purple robe and had an elegant face, yet his eyes were as deep as the abyss and his aura was as calm and solid as a mountain. It was Situ Qi.

The person on the right had white hair and a youthful complexion. His figure was not tall, but standing there, he seemed to merge with the thunder of heaven and earth. As his eyes opened and closed, destructive electric light flowed incessantly. The majestic pressure he emitted was not at all weaker than that of the Old Ancestor of the Zhou Family opposite him!

It was the previous head of the Situ Family, Supreme Elder Situ You! The aura of the Heavenly Venerable Realm Sixth Level was released without reservation!

"Situ Qi! Situ You!"

The Old Ancestor of the Zhou Family's cloudy eyes locked onto the two, burning with a rage that could incinerate the eight wildernesses and a bone-deep hatred.

"Is your Situ Family going to start an all-out war with my Zhou Family, a fight to the death?!"

"It is your Zhou Family that is seeking its own destruction!"

Situ Qi's voice was calm, but carried a coldness that froze the Soul. The light of the Thunder Seal in his hand flourished, as countless phantoms of deep purple thunder chains leapt and moved around it, making crackling sounds of destruction.

"Touching the honored guests of my Situ Family and coveting what should not be coveted—today is the day your Zhou Family is wiped out!"

"Noisy! Let our hands decide life and death!"

Situ You's hair and beard were all flared up, his temper clearly more fiery and direct.

He pressed his withered palm forward seemingly at random.

Boom—Rumble—!!!

The sky seemed to be torn apart!

A sky-covering giant palm, completely condensed from thunder, instantly formed above the head of the Old Ancestor of the Zhou Family!

In the palm of the giant hand, countless mysterious and complex purple runes flowed.

"As if I'd fear you! Blood Prison Thunder Demon Claw!"

The Old Ancestor of the Zhou Family's hair and beard stood on end. His thin body erupted with a sky-shaking ferocity as he also struck out a palm toward the sky!

The rolling bloody thunder in the sky gathered like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, condensing into a hideous demon claw that blotted out the sun!

The demon claw, carrying terrifying Laws of filth and corrosion, boldly met the descending giant thunder palm!

Boom—Crack—!!!!

Two thunder Laws representing the Peak power of the Thunder Prison Prefecture, like two destructive stars, collided violently above Crimson Thunder Mountain City!

The blindingly intense light consumed everything!

The thunder light from the explosion expanded instantly, dyeing the entire sky a blazing white-purple!

Following that was a terrifying explosive roar enough to tear eardrums and shatter the Divine Soul!

A destructive energy vortex with a diameter of over a hundred feet formed instantly!

The destructive shockwave, like a world-ending tide, swept down with a roar at a speed exceeding sound!

The entire execution ground was as if wiped clean by an invisible world-ending giant hand!