However, it still neutralized a portion of the sword's might. At this moment, when it scattered, the sword energy fell in front of Zhang Siyun. Zhang Siyun raised His left hand and pressed forward.
His entire body trembled and His clothes exploded, His hair scattering in all directions. The void behind Him collapsed and He was forced back. Cracks appeared on his palm and drops of golden blood splattered out.
After taking five steps back, Zhang Siyun's body paused and He lifted His head.
"This sword strike is truly amazing."
As He spoke softly, the sword light in front of His palm dimmed and gradually dissipated in everyone's eyes.
Everyone fell silent and their gazes dimmed along with the sword light.
Killing a god seemed like a joke.
After Zhang Siyun finished speaking, He slowly retracted His right hand from His neck and grabbed a thread with two fingers.
This was the last thread in His body. As He took it out, He gently pinched it with two fingers. Immediately, this thread collapsed and turned into ashes.
Zhang Siyun's expression became calm again. With a wave of His hand, the ripped spider lily in the surroundings returned and landed on His clothes, becoming an embroidery.
After that, He took a step forward.
No one could evade Him. Even though the heir and the others retreated rapidly, they couldn't escape. In an instant, Zhang Siyun appeared in front of the fifth princess.
A finger landed.
The fifth princess looked bitter. At this moment, the heavily injured Old Eighth laughed bitterly and his emotions collapsed. Seven emotions and six desires erupted from his body, forming a five-colored light.
The instant Zhang Siyun's finger was about to land, he swapped places with his fifth sister.
In that instant, the fifth princess disappeared and Old Eighth's figure appeared. The moment he glared at Zhang Siyun, Zhang Siyun's finger landed on Old Eighth's forehead.
A light touch.
Old Eighth's body trembled and with a bang, he turned into blood mist.
Old Eighth's death caused the heir and the others to be filled with grief and indignation. They wanted to stop him, but they couldn't do anything to Zhang Siyun. With a sway of His body, He ignored everything and appeared in front of the fifth princess again.
"Because a god was sealed in you in the future, you won't die due to the irreversible nature. However… I'm also a god."
Zhang Siyun spoke softly and His finger fell down again.
The heir roared mournfully and Princess Mingmei's expression was heart-rending. Old Ninth pressed his right hand on his forehead and pulled, taking out the last sword of his life. The three of them moved and approached Zhang Siyun.
Zhang Siyun was indifferent. He suddenly turned His head, rotating halfway around His neck. He looked calmly at the three approaching figures and spoke softly.
"One, two, three."
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge restraining force covered the heir and his siblings.
The bodies of the heir and the other two paused, unable to move.
Only Old Ninth managed to rush out despite bleeding from his seven orifices. However, Zhang Siyun's finger had already came down and touched the space between the fifth princess's brows.
However, at that moment, Zhang Siyun frowned slightly. He instantly pulled back His right hand and stepped back.
The instant He stepped back, the fifth princess' figure blurred and transformed into a black cloak.
It was the Ancient Spiritual Emperor who had been hiding.
He was very afraid of the Crimson Goddess, so He didn't make a move previously. Even though Zhang Siyun was injured by Old Ninth's sword strike, He was cautious and didn't appear.
But now, He had made a move.
This was because He had seen the fifth princess' role and understood the meaning of Zhang Siyun wanting to kill her.
Hence, He couldn't let Him continue.
This wasn't to help the heir and the others, but to really be able to eat Crimson Goddess.
Hence, after the cloak appeared, a deep mouth grew out of the eye and bit at Zhang Siyun, who was retreating.
With a cracking sound, the large bite missed.
However, this wasn't the end. The black cloak instantly rushed out, ignoring Zhang Siyun's divine might and status. It suddenly rose and directly enveloped him.
At the same time, the heir and the others no longer had Zhang Siyun's gaze on them. They also broke free from their restraints and attacked Zhang Siyun with Old Ninth.
However, the heir and Princess Mingmei were forced back soon after. As blood filled the air, cracks appeared on Old Ninth's sword and he similarly was forced back. As for Zhang Siyun…
He, who was covered by the black cloak, emitted nine consecutive flashes of blood light. A heart-rending sound rang out from the black cloak, and it rotated blood-red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The eye inside quickly rose, wanting to leave. However, as the sound of swallowing rang out, Zhang Siyun's voice changed its tone and echoed in all directions.
"I smelled your fragrance just now. I didn't expect you to be able to endure until now."
The eye of the Ancient Spirit Emperor narrowed. At the next instant, a thorned halo emerged above Him. All the faces inside opened their eyes in unison, expressing a mix of pain and anticipation as they gazed toward the Ancient Spirit Emperor's eye.
They immediately pounced toward Him.
The eye of the Ancient Spirit Emperor immediately rotated blurry. After all, He was an existence that had once unified the Wanggu Continent. Facing such a crisis, He didn't panic at all. After casting a deep glance at Zhang Siyun, He collapsed on His own and turned into lumps of flesh.
The moment the eye shattered, Zhang Siyun's body also changed.
The wound on His neck that had already recovered tore open and spread to half of His body. At the same time, the wound formed on His right when He blocked Old Ninth's sword also erupted and spread to the other half of His body.
As such, at this moment, Zhang Siyun's entire body was covered in blood. His injuries seemed to have heavily intensified and He gazed like cracked glass.
