Chapter 120: Killing Frenzy (Fifth Update)

Lu Ye possessed numerous explosive secret techniques.

Whether it was the Nine Steps of War Heaven, the Eight Transformations of Profound Heaven, or the Heavenly Feathers Floating Sky, and so on.

There were truly many.

Yet, in this kind of war, the Celestial Silkworm Nine Transformations felt the most comfortable to use.

Because of one word—fast!

The techniques he taught Shangguan Huanling, like the Blood Demon Escape, emphasized speed, and the Celestial Silkworm Nine Transformations also prioritized speed.

The Celestial Lord Fist was purely about intimidation and greeting.

Besides, without the Avenue, Shangguan Huanling simply couldn’t master the Celestial Lord Fist.

But this time, the Celestial Silkworm Nine Transformations, combined with the Celestial Lord Fist, manifested perfectly on Lu Ye.

Lu Ye swallowed four great elixirs, reaching the seventh level of the Dao Integration realm in an extremely short time.

And now, under the Celestial Silkworm Nine Transformations—

Eighth level of Dao Integration!

Ninth level of Dao Integration!

First level of Tribulation Transcendence!

Second level of Tribulation Transcendence!

Third level of Tribulation Transcendence!

Finally, in one breath, he surged to the fourth level of Tribulation Transcendence.

The Avenue flowed, and in Lu Ye’s eyes, everything in the world vanished—only he and the Ancient Divine King remained.

He needed just one punch!

Celestial Lord Fist!

An infinite will locked onto the Ancient Divine King.

As the Ancient Divine King charged toward Lu Ye, he suddenly sensed something amiss.

So quiet…

The world was so quiet!

He seemed to hear his own heartbeat, his own breath, the sound of the wind, and…

His own annihilation.

One punch!

Only one punch!

The Ancient Divine King let out a heaven-shaking roar, unleashing all his power in that instant.

He, too, threw a punch.

With the strongest fist of his Ancient Divine King race.

"Battle Heaven!"

"Boom!"

Two fists closed in at extreme speed and collided.

The most primal impact.

A mist of blood exploded violently!

Under the watchful eyes of all, Lu Ye's figure pierced through the massive body of the Ancient Divine King.

The Ancient Divine King didn’t even have the right to resist before being shattered by that unimaginable force.

The howling winds ceased at this moment.

Tears streamed endlessly down Lu Ye’s face as he suddenly let out a long roar.

His hands formed a seal.

In an instant, two more Lu Ye figures stepped out from his original body.

Three identical Lu Ye.

"Kill!"

One charged toward the Allied Races, one toward the Celestial Demon Emperor, and one toward the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor.

All three figures erupted with peak-level auras.

This divine ability was rarely used by Lu Ye!

Because there were few opportunities—each time he cultivated an extra life, he would lose it, then cultivate another, only to lose it again.

This life-and-body divine ability had been used far too sparingly.

But now, he had three lives.

Three bodies, simultaneously present.

At this moment, he went berserk in slaughter.

One cast a spell—a great calamity technique of heaven and earth—thunder tribulations raged, silver light illuminating countless terrified faces.

One wielded a sword—the Great Slaughter Sword Scripture unleashed its utmost killing power, instantly cleaving two lesser gods in half.

One clenched a fist.

The Celestial Lord Fist stirred anomalies in the Avenue, infinite spiritual energy converging—this fist was unstoppable.

Lu Ye was crying!

All three Lu Ye were crying!

But the fiercer his tears, the stronger his killing intent, for when consumed by such overwhelming bloodlust, he truly had no time to dwell on the pain.

"Behold my Soul Banner!"

The Celestial Demon Emperor was terrified, roaring to embolden himself as he brandished the Soul Banner. Countless souls transformed into a raging tempest, surging toward Lu Ye, seeking to draw him into the Soul Banner.

Lu Ye's blood-red eyes suddenly turned gray, as the aura of reincarnation erupted around him. With a flick of his tongue, he let out a furious shout.

"Scram!"

The Heavenly Sound of Reincarnation mercilessly shattered the souls into fragments, annihilating them completely.

Such a meager collection of souls dares to call itself the Soul Banner?

In his past life, the Soul Banner Lu Ye had witnessed belonged to an ancient relic from eras long forgotten. That wielder would periodically harvest souls.

Over such an immeasurable span of time, a mere wave of his Soul Banner would make the heavens echo with wails.

Just those wails alone could scatter souls, driving people mad with the desire to become guests within the Soul Banner.

This current Soul Banner? A mere drizzle.

The Celestial Demon Emperor's expression twisted in horror.

Having lived for so long, every opponent he encountered would dread the sight of his Soul Banner.

Never had anyone simply roared and obliterated its assault outright.

What kind of terrifying divine power was this?

Lu Ye pointed a finger at the Celestial Demon Emperor, and in an instant, nine bolts of tribulation lightning descended from the sky, crashing down upon him with devastating force.

"Boom! Boom! Boom—"

The thunderous radiance engulfed the Celestial Demon Emperor, intent on grinding him into nothingness.

"Fist of the Heavens!"

Lu Ye's true body charged toward the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor.

The other top-tier experts were already entangled by the elites of the Great Dao Sect, Taishang Sword Sect, Central State Empire, and Jiezong Sect.

Right now, Lu Ye was truly altering the course of the battle single-handedly.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Lu Ye's first incarnation plunged into the ranks of the Allied Races, slaughtering while weeping.

Countless members of the Allied Races engraved this weeping, slaughtering madman—who grew more ferocious the harder he cried—deep into their minds.

The Celestial Demon Emperor had just broken free from the tribulation lightning.

"Fearless Seal!"

Eighty-one phantom seals flickered, weaving together into the mightiest divine seal.

Fearlessness was Yue Hongling's forte.

But Lu Ye's fearlessness was far more savage than hers.

The dangers he had faced were a thousand, ten thousand times greater than hers.

When it comes to the true essence of fearlessness, not to mention Yue Hongling, even the Fearless Emperor would likely feel inferior before Lu Ye.

The Fearless Seal smashed into the Celestial Demon Emperor.

"Boom!"

The Celestial Demon Emperor's body exploded, and even the demon infant within failed to escape.

The tattered Soul Banner fell into Lu Ye's hands. After a moment of contemplation, he stored it away.

The reason the Soul Banner wasn't strong was because it was in the Celestial Demon Emperor's possession.

But if it were in Lu Ye's hands, he had countless ways to strengthen it.

Just to name one example—

Find another powerful wielder of a Soul Banner, kill them, and devour their banner. Wouldn’t that make it stronger?

With the Celestial Demon Emperor dead and Lu Ye going berserk with his sword, rivers of blood flowed, and the land was filled with lamentations.

He spared none, slaughtering any and all non-humans in sight.

The morale of the non-human forces completely collapsed.

Retreat!

Once the first fled, then the second, then the third…

The foundation of victory in this war was already laid.

"Amitabha..."

The Buddhist sect was the first to flee.

Lu Ye used the Heavenly Fist against the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor—not because the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor was unworthy of the Celestial Lord Fist,

but because Lu Ye had no intention of killing him in the first place!

A Heavenly Mark struck the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor.

The Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor couldn’t hold on any longer—he had to run!

This Lu Ye had already grown into an unstoppable force. There was no way he could stay in the First Heaven any longer. If he escaped, he would ascend immediately.

As for the First Heaven, whoever wanted to stay could stay—he certainly wouldn’t!

Lu Ye sensed the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor fleeing toward the Supreme Empire.

A cold smile curled at the corners of his lips.

Now, the real show was about to begin!

Myriad Spirits, are you ready to run?

"Ding, Vermilion Bird, are you ready to make your choice?"

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