At this point in the battle, the winner has been decided!
The winner has been decided on the entire battlefield!
Lu Xuan fought alone against many opponents, and the outcome was decided even earlier than the battle between Dian Dao Ren and Yan Han!
It was almost a one-sided beating!
It was not until now that everyone truly understood that large numbers do not necessarily mean victory, because the existence of some people and their combat effectiveness cannot be measured by numbers at all.
Lu Xuan's strength was far beyond that of an ordinary Half-Step Divine Transformation Realm. When a ninth-level Divine Hidden Realm cultivator encountered Lu Xuan, it was like meeting his nemesis.
If you touch it, you will die; if you rub it, you will be injured.
So horrifying!
Even if he was half a step into the Divine Transformation Realm, he was no better off in Lu Xuan's hands.
It would just be one more hit, and it might even be worse, because the half-step to the Divine Transformation realm was exactly Lu Xuan's goal.
Half of the masters at the ninth level of the Shenzang Realm had already run away, but none of the masters at the Half-Step Shenhua Realm had escaped.
You can imagine how miserable it is.
This is completely different from the outcome of an ordinary battle. Generally, the higher the cultivation level, the lower the casualty rate, and the lower the cultivation level, the more likely it is to become cannon fodder.
"How deep is his hatred and resentment towards Taichu Dao? He is planning to kill all the masters of Taichu Dao who are at the half-step to the God Transformation Realm!"
"How big is the hatred and resentment? What do you think? They specially choose to attack when there are many people around!"
"This is so scary. How can there be such a handsome guy in the world? He almost threatens my status as the most beautiful woman in the world!"
A 200-pound fat man said, covering his forehead.
It seems like something strange has mixed in!
"Oh, the greatest devil, oh, the greatest devil, the cultivation world will face a disaster!"
An expert who was close to Taichu Dao muttered to himself. He did not dare to speak loudly for fear of being slapped to death by Lu Xuan.
Those masters of Taichu Dao wanted to stop Lu Xuan's progress by dying, and no one doubted their iron will.
It would be an exaggeration to say that a master who has cultivated to that level has a weak will.
But even so, they were still crushed by Lu Xuan's killing. This was what shocked them the most.
Killing them is not an exaggeration, what is exaggerated is that it can cause the life and death spirits of a group of people with iron wills to completely collapse.
However, everyone reacted immediately. After dealing with these troublesome people, Lu Xuan's goal was probably to kill Yan Han.
If many people thought before that Lu Xuan was crazy and would say such things, then later they thought that Lu Xuan might really be able to beat Yan Han.
Until now, everyone thought that Yan Han was dead!
"Unless the ancestor of the Taichu Dao comes in person, Yan Han is doomed. Can he make it in time?"
"Maybe we can make it in time..."
Everyone had a question in their minds. There should be a teleportation array between the old and new mountain gates of Taichu Dao.
Logically speaking, as long as the message is received, it shouldn't take much time to ask the ancestor to come out of the mountain and then teleport over via the teleportation array.
In theory, that's probably it.
But that's just in theory!
Thinking of the horrifying scene where Lu Xuan easily killed the Half-Step God Transformation Clan just now, even someone as strong as Yan Han might be able to hold on for a while longer
"But how can his blood and energy flower last so long? Hasn't his blood and energy dried up to death? This can't be a human. Can a human have such vigorous blood and energy? This is simply... a monster!"
Many people felt incredible about Lu Xuan's endless energy and blood, as if they had seen a legendary monster.
Lu Xuan calculated and found that among the hundreds of Taichu Dao masters, except for those at the Half-Step Divine Transformation Realm who were killed by him, about half of the Taichu Dao masters at the Ninth Level of the Divine Hidden Realm escaped.
Even though he killed quite a few at the last moment when he descended into the world as a thunder dragon, half of them still escaped in the end.
But these are nothing, Lu Xuan doesn’t care much about them. Anyway, these people are scared by him.
Even if he wasn't scared to death, he wasn't a threat.
There are only two people in Taichu Dao who really care about him. One is the ancestor of Taichu Dao who is in the God Transformation Realm, and the other is Yan Han.
And Yan Han is his must-kill target!
At this time, Yan Han had already completed the crushing of Dian Dao Ren.
Taoist Dian was shot away by Yan Han and started coughing up blood.
Even though his talent was no worse than Yan Han's, the huge gap in physique still caused Dian Daoren to be quickly defeated by Yan Han.
The world is so unfair. It is almost impossible for a person with an ordinary physique to defeat someone with a god-level physique, unless he has not specially developed it.
But for people like Yan Han, who are geniuses who have been trained with the best resources since childhood, there is no possibility of winning at all.
Yes, the Dian Daoist was defeated in a very short time!
Although Lu Xuan killed a lot of people just now, in fact only a short time had passed because Lu Xuan's fighting speed was too fast.
"Master Dian, you have no chance of winning against me!"
Yan Han had a stern expression, looking high and mighty as if he were a god. In fact, he didn't take Dian Daoist seriously at all.
Taoist Dian stared at Yan Han intently, coughing up blood continuously, with a somewhat desolate but unyielding look on his face. He said, "Yan Han, you are worthy of being called the best of the generation. Even I am not your opponent. But do you think you won today?"
Yan Han frowned and asked, "What did you say?"
“Hahahaha, Yan Han, you haven’t realized yet, but now you are the only one left in your Taichu Dao!”
The Taoist laughed while coughing up blood.
Yan Han realized something was wrong at this moment, and then he felt a terrifying divine thought locking onto him. He looked down, only to see Lu Xuan standing below him with his hands behind his back, looking at him.
And below Lu Xuan, there was a purgatory scene with corpses everywhere.
He recognized many of them at first sight; they were all elders and deputy leaders of the Taichu Dao.
They are all dead!
“All dead!”
In an instant, Yan Han's eyes turned red. Most of those who could come to participate in today's Taichu Conference were his supporters in Taichu Dao.
Among them are even his teachers, who are part of the team he needs to become the head of Taichu Dao in the future.
Now they are dead, all dead.
All the familiar faces are now lying in a pool of blood.
“Ahhhh!”
Yan Han finally couldn't hold back and roared.
"Who the hell are you? I'm going to kill you!"
Yan Han roared angrily, and the blood in his body continued to surge up, like a sun god, emitting golden light all over the sky.
(End of this chapter)