Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

"Wanlong! How dare you!!"

A deafening roar of fury shattered the vast starry sky!

The Sima clan's Holy Lord, who was stationed here by the Tai Xuan Imperial Clan, suddenly opened his eyes in anger. His gaze was like two blazing suns in the sky, burning the heavens with intense heat. His boundless Holy Lord pressure instantly swept across the eight wastelands and ten regions.

He was already closest to the three imperial clan prodigies. The moment the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons raised his hand to deliver the fatal blow, his mind trembled violently. He immediately activated his life's worth of Holy Dao Origin, tearing through the void and traversing the starry sea, attempting to forcibly save Sima Hang and the other two.

However, the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons' attack was a calculated move, using deception and acting to feign the killing of the Azure Profound Saint, infiltrate the battle, and lull all the powerful figures into a false sense of security. Finally, he seized upon the three imperial princes' underestimation of the enemy and their lack of vigilance, launching a sudden sneak attack.

In the blink of an eye, all the top direct descendants of the three imperial clans perished, their blood staining the starry sky, leaving no trace of their bodies!

The Holy Lord of the Sima clan, filled with rage, unleashed a palm strike that pierced through the Milky Way, attempting to force back the myriad dragons.

But the next moment,

The might of the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons surged for thousands of miles, and his vast and boundless Holy Lord domain collapsed and pressed down!

Boom!

The powers of the two Holy Lords clashed violently, causing the void to collapse layer by layer, the starry river to tremble violently, and countless Dao patterns to crumble inch by inch!

The Holy Lord of the Sima Clan was shaken violently. His immense holy power was forcibly shattered and reversed, causing his body to involuntarily retreat tens of thousands of feet. His tiger's mouth split open, his blood and qi surged, and his eyes were filled with extreme horror and fear.

The holy lords of the heavens may appear to be in the same realm, but in reality they are worlds apart!

Even within the realm of the Holy Lord, there are different ranks and vast gaps in strength!

An ordinary holy ruler guards a region and intimidates its inhabitants.

A supreme holy lord, traversing the heavens and comparable to overlords.

The Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons was the most powerful Saint Lord below the Great Emperor and the current patriarch of the Qingxuan Imperial Clan!

He is only half a step away from becoming a ninth-tier Great Emperor!

If it weren't for the fall of Emperor Qingxuan, the collapse of his lineage, the devastation of his clan, years of forbearance and hibernation, and the depletion of his resources, his combat power would have been even more terrifying!

It is precisely because of his extraordinary strength that he was able to firmly hold the position of patriarch of the Qingxuan Imperial Clan, guard the broken lineage, and protect the remaining clan members from extinction!

"Today! Everyone present here will be executed!"

The Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons stood in the center of the blood-red starry sky, his white hair wildly dancing, his eyes as cold as an ancient abyss, and his bone-chilling killing intent enveloped the entire dead starry sky domain.

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an unquestionable, decisive, and supreme will, resounding throughout the heavens and earth!

Today, this place is a gathering place for forces from all corners of the heavens, major families, and patriarchs of various clans.

Everyone came with ulterior motives, drawn by the fame, only to witness the humiliation of the Qingxuan Emperor's daughter, the trampling of the Qingxuan lineage, the coveting of the Emperor's bloodline, to kick someone when they're down, and to take advantage of their misfortune.

This group of people are all those who, after the decline of Qingxuan, coldly watched, wantonly slandered, secretly antagonized, and harbored malice.

In the past, when Qingxuan was at its peak, all races bowed down and all spirits paid homage, and no one dared to show the slightest disrespect.

Now that the Great Emperor has fallen, the lineage is broken, and the clan is declining, these petty villains have jumped out to wantonly humiliate, covet and plunder, and kick someone when they're down.

This kind of trend must be suppressed with iron fist today, and we must make an example of them to deter others!

The Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons knew that Qingxuan had declined and no longer possessed its former supreme power. If he were to endure and back down today, it would only make all the races of the heavens think that Qingxuan was easy to bully, that the remnants of the races could be humiliated, and that the remaining forces could be manipulated at will!

Therefore, today, he will use unparalleled iron-blooded methods to slaughter all the spectators who harbor malicious intentions!

This will make all those with ulterior motives wary and hesitant to take advantage of or bully the descendants of a fallen imperial family when they encounter them again!

now,

In the starry sky, many black-robed powerhouses who originally only wanted to watch the show and were preparing to quietly escape when things went wrong suddenly froze upon hearing the voice of the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons.

They had no intention of getting involved in the battle between top-tier holy masters; they only wanted to leave quietly, extricate themselves from the conflict, and preserve their own safety.

But with a single word from the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons, everyone's escape route was completely cut off!

"Those who dare to insult my Qingxuan deserve to die!"

boom!

Before he could finish speaking, the Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons had already made another move!

With a flash, he traversed the vast starry sky, his dragon might condensing into a single finger.

puff!

At the edge of the starry sky, a black-robed saint who was tearing through the void in an attempt to escape was instantly pierced through the very source of his soul by the holy power at his fingertips!

The heavy black robe tore apart inch by inch and fell with the wind, revealing his aged appearance.

He was the patriarch of a top family in a major star system, a veteran saint who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years!

He had once fought a great war with the Qingxuan territory over star field resources, which created a deep grudge. He has always harbored resentment and grudges against Qingxuan.

Hearing that the Azure Mystic Emperor's daughter was being auctioned today, I came here specifically to witness the event and vent my old grudges.

But he never expected that his greed and malice would lead to his death!

With a muffled thud, the galactic ancestor's soul shattered, his Dao foundation was annihilated, and his body exploded into a sky full of blood mist, completely dissipating into the starry sky!

One move! Instant kill!

Boom boom boom!!!

With the Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons initiating the war

The remaining Qingxuan old disciples, saints, saint kings, and great saints were all completely aroused, their full grief and indignation and eternal humiliation were transformed into overwhelming killing intent, and they frantically attacked the enemies from all directions!

The saints who were originally observing, hesitating, and afraid of war were forced into a desperate situation and had no choice but to fight back and kill each other with all their might.

Galaxy collapses, void shatters, laws are disordered, and Dao patterns burn the heavens!

Endless sacred arts and divine light crisscrossed, and surging blood energy dyed the entire dark abyss red!

Saints frequently lie dead, and saintly kings shed blood across the sky.

Even a powerful Saint who reigns supreme and is nearly immortal can only retreat step by step, trembling with fear, when faced with the overwhelming slaughter and the lingering might of the Saint Lord!

The entire star field was completely engulfed by slaughter and bloodshed!

In just a few moves, the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons severely injured a Great Saint who was trying to escape, shattering his sternum, severely damaging his essence, and leaving him on the verge of death!

But at that very moment, the overwhelming pressure of three supreme saintly lords simultaneously locked onto the space around him from three directions!

Boom!

Space was completely sealed off, and time and space were frozen in place!

The Holy Lords of the Tai Xuan Sima Clan, the Holy Lord of the Zhao Clan, and the Veteran Holy Lord of the Ling Clan—the Holy Lords of the three major imperial clans—simultaneously surrounded and locked down from three sides, fighting desperately to suppress them!

The simultaneous attack of three top-tier experts below the ninth rank was terrifying beyond measure!

"Wanlong! How dare you slaughter the direct descendants of my imperial clan!"

The Holy Lord of the Ling Clan's eyes were bloodshot, his killing intent soaring to the heavens. His palm print tore through the starry river as he roared furiously.

"You are attempting to completely annihilate the Qingxuan lineage! You are determined to seek death. Today, we will utterly destroy Qingxuan, ensuring its eternal extinction and preventing it from ever rising again!"

The Holy Lord of the Sima clan fully opened the source of the Holy Dao, and the endless Dao of slaughter swept across the ten directions, with a cold and stern voice, every word ruthless and decisive.

"pity!"

The Holy Lord Zhao's gaze was deep, a hint of extreme regret and sorrow flashing across his eyes, his heart filled with utter resentment.

Originally, when Sima Hang, Zhao Hao, and Ling Yun, the three prodigies of the imperial clan, were alive, they possessed the imperial clan's inherited treasures, protective imperial runes, and natal artifacts, and had extraordinary talents and profound foundations.

With the three of them working together, they possess the inherent power of imperial restraint. In addition, with the assistance of the three Holy Lords, they can cooperate from the inside and outside, and are both offensive and defensive. They can definitely trap or even suppress the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons head-on!

That was a sure-fire, foolproof victory!

But now, three prodigies have perished in an instant, and all their treasures have been destroyed.

Even with only the three Holy Lords joining forces, they could at best only manage a draw against the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons, resulting in a stalemate and protracted battle.

Even if the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons is only focused on escaping and has no intention of fighting, the three of them simply cannot stop him!

It is no longer possible to completely suppress or kill this old patriarch of the Qingxuan clan!

The only way to break the deadlock is for the three of them, who possess the bloodline of the imperial clan, to burn their own essence, overdraw their lifespan, and fight to the death, forcibly holding off the Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons at the cost of mutual destruction!

But if they are both at the peak of the Holy Lord realm, who would willingly risk their life in a fight, damage their ancient foundation, and destroy their own path of cultivation?

boom!

Zhao Clan Holy Lord suppressed his distracting thoughts, poured out all his holy power, and fiercely clashed with Wanlong Holy Lord!

A terrifying energy storm instantly tore through the entire void, causing time and space to freeze, the laws of nature to become disordered, and galaxies to reverse!

One strike decides the outcome!

The Holy Lord Zhao's body was violently retreated ten thousand feet, his entire arm was a bloody mess, his meridians were broken, and his holy blood was dripping. His aura fluctuated violently and his origin was damaged!

He endured the excruciating pain, his eyes icy and piercing, and directly took out Xu Qingge, who was locked to the Heavenly Pillar, and threatened her sharply.

"Wanlong! Do you still want to save the Azure Profound Empress?!"

"How dare you, a mere junior, threaten this old man!"

Mentioning Xu Qingge, the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons' eyes instantly ignited with boundless rage, and the anger that had been building up for countless ages completely erupted!

He witnessed the fall of the emperor, the collapse of the imperial clan, the tragic deaths of his clansmen, and the humiliation of the imperial princess. Today, he witnessed the only direct descendant imperial princess being imprisoned in public, auctioned off in public, and suffering endless humiliation!

This is the greatest disgrace of the Qingxuan Eternal Age!

At this moment, the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons held nothing back!

His arms suddenly wrapped around his head, then burst open, unleashing an endless Dao domain!

Om-! ! !

Billions of blood-red true dragons surged wildly from his body's foundation and bloodline origin!

The dragon's roar shook the heavens, its might covered the universe, and the true dragon blotted out the sun!

Countless, endless crimson dragons roamed the starry sea, roaring and slaughtering, carrying an unparalleled divine might that could crush everything at the eighth rank, as they fiercely pounced on the Holy Lord of the Zhao Clan!

This is the ultimate divine power of the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons, which allows him to traverse all the heavens: Ten Thousand Dragons Paying Homage to the Ancestor!

When this technique is mastered to perfection, it can suppress all beings at the eighth rank and annihilate all living beings below the Great Emperor level!

Its power is immense, its dominance is unparalleled, and it is invincible!

"Damn it!!"

The Holy Lord Zhao's expression changed drastically; his heart trembled violently, and he felt as if his soul was about to leave his body!

At this moment, he saw it clearly: the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons had gone completely mad with killing intent!

Completely disregarding Xu Qingge's safety, they actually planned to crush him along with the pillar!

"Immediately send reinforcements!!"

The expressions of the two holy masters, Sima and Ling, changed drastically. Without hesitation, they used all their holy origins to intercept the endless blood-red dragons!

the other side,

On the battlefield of ordinary saints,

A Saint King-level expert from the Qingxuan lineage, wearing a ferocious ghost mask, traverses the countless battles, specifically hunting down ordinary Saints!

Every time he makes a move, a saint will fall!

In a short period of time, four or five saints and patriarchs from various star fields, ancient sects, and top families had all died tragically at his hands!

The other sages were both angry and afraid. They cursed and denounced the Qingxuan lineage for being shameless, for the sage kings to bully the weak and take advantage of their superiority, and then they all fled in panic.

Several top Saint Kings under the command of Tai Xuan, Zhao Clan, and Ling Clan joined forces to pursue and kill him, but no matter how fast they sped up or how they sealed off the space, they could not catch up with even a fraction of the masked Qing Xuan powerhouse!

"You little beast Qingxuan, do you really enjoy bullying the weak?"

A great sage of the Tai Xuan lineage suddenly descended before the Saint King, who wore a ferocious mask. His aura was vast, his eyes were cold and arrogant, and he looked down upon the world.

The Great Sage is said to have condensed the universe into one body, and the power of his single strike is comparable to the collision between universes.

Its physical body is incomparably strong and indestructible, and has endured for countless ages.

The Holy Domain of the Holy King is no longer able to shake the Great Sage in the slightest!

Therefore, a great sage is worthy of being called almost immortal!

now,

Wearing a ferocious mask, the Saint King seemed to be trapped in a desperate situation, with the Great Saint blocking his way in front and several Saint Kings pursuing him from behind.

But his breathing was steady, his expression calm and composed. He tilted his head slightly and calmly responded to the Great Sage of the Tai Xuan lineage, saying...

"Bullying the weak?"

"good!"

"I really like it!"

at the same time,

A voice transmission resounded within the flesh and blood space of the Saint King's left arm.

"Fellow Daoist, the culprit, it's your turn!"

"good!"

Accompanied by the incredibly regular and orderly sound of mechanical operation, a deep and steady voice replied.

"Hahahaha..."

"interesting!"

"Come on, let me see how else you can bully the weak?"

"Come?"

The Great Sage of the Tai Xuan lineage laughed heartily.

He stretched out his hand, beckoned to the other person with his finger, and said provocatively.

"As you wish!"

The Saint King, wearing a ferocious mask, also extended his left hand.

then,

buzzing...

A plume of white vapor rose from his left arm.

Click, click...

The incredibly terrifying and ear-piercing mechanical sounds made the entire world seem to have been plunged into the mechanical age.

An enormous mechanical arm extended from the Saint King's left arm.

One,

They then seized control of this Great Sage of the Tai Xuan lineage.

The aura of the Holy Lord, belonging to mechanical life, permeated all directions.

Its terrifying power swept across the world!

"Holy Lord!!!"

"The Holy Lord of Intelligent Civilization!!!"

The Great Sage of the Tai Xuan lineage roared in terror, his whole body instantly frozen, terrified to the point of his liver and gallbladder being shattered.

The Great Sage's physical body was incomparably hard.

But coincidentally,

Intelligent, mechanical life forms are best at destroying physical bodies.

"I also enjoy bullying the weak!"

A deep, cold voice echoed through the starry sky.

The colossal mechanical form of the culprit, the Holy Lord, was squeezed out of the secret space of flesh and blood, emerged inch by inch, and descended into the world!

Those massive, blood-red mechanical pupils, larger than stars, suddenly lit up, and the light of destruction locked onto the Great Sage in his palm!

"No, no, no, you've colluded with extraterrestrial civilizations. Holy Lord Zhihua, I have no grudge against you."

The Great Sage of the Tai Xuan lineage was filled with utter despair and fear, and cried out.

but,

tear...

The culprit, the Holy Lord, completely ignored the other party's nonsense.

Countless complex mechanisms operated on its body, and various patterns lit up densely.

With a sudden burst of strength from both hands,

They tore the Great Sage to pieces.

Even the supposedly immortal Great Sage could not withstand the ultimate power of mechanical life!

"You Qingxuan lineage deserve to die! You've actually become traitors!"

When the Zhao clan saw the appearance of the culprit, the Holy Lord, they were both shocked and terrified, and began to curse loudly.

"Since you slander my race so vehemently, why not make it a reality!"

"Besides, if I kill you all, no one will know!"

The Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons sneered.

only,

The Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons sighed inwardly.

He originally didn't want to have any connection with the Holy Lord of Wisdom, nor did he want to bully the weak.

He lived a life of integrity and uprightness, with a clear conscience. He never bullied the weak, and he would never collude with people from outside the country!

But alas

Wang Sheng taught him all of this!

Even this current statement opposing the Zhao family's holy ruler is the same one Wang Sheng used to refute his concerns about collusion with foreign powers.

In short, for the sake of the Qingxuan lineage, the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons has no choice but to go all out!

Moreover, the imperial weapon was actually in Wang Sheng's hands.

The Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons has no choice but to obey orders!

"Clan leader, you don't want the Qingxuan lineage to perish in your hands, do you?"

Wang Sheng's words were still echoing in the ears of the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dragons.