Su Jie's Chaos Dharma Form directly resisted the attack of the Spiritual Treasure, with those giant waves and dragon heads falling onto the body of the Chaos Dharma Form, most of them were swallowed by the vortex, returning to disordered chaos, completely unable to truly threaten the Dharma Form.

Immediately, under Su Jie's control, the Chaos Dharma Form's single eye blinked repeatedly, launching a barrage of violent attacks against the Pixiu Dharma Form, focusing solely on brute force.

White beams of light, like extinction divine light, wreaked havoc on Lake Heart Island, piercing through massive valleys.

This marked the biggest change at the Yang God Realm; without having reached Yang God in the past, the Dharma Form could only serve as Su Jie's trump card, even exhausting all his power could only be used once or twice, causing injury to himself in the process.

But once Yang God is achieved, the Dharma Form can be freely called upon without scruple, equivalent to turning a big move into a normal attack; as long as your Yang God can hold on, you can fight eternally, with combat power multiplied many times over.

Facing the wanton attacks of the Chaos Dharma Form, the Green Wave Furious Tide Umbrella could not resist the Chaos Dharma Form, and Di Feng's Pixiu Dharma Form was even more unable to intercept, only capable of constantly evading, with massive gaps appearing on the Pixiu Dharma Form, its size already less than one-fifth of its original.

"Too weak, completely unable to make me try my best."

The Chaos Dharma Form flapped its wings, and a huge shadow engulfed the land below, the vortex-like purple single eye locking onto Di Feng.

Su Jie stood firm in front of Di Feng, kicking at the Green Wave Furious Tide Umbrella, wielding the Nine-grade Sacred Lotus and smashing it, sending it flying away from the top of Di Feng's head.

"Blood Sea!"

The next moment, Su Jie's body transformed into a Blood Sea, trapping Di Feng from evading.

Before Di Feng could attempt escape, a beam of Extinction Divine Light descended from the sky, with the Chaos Dharma Form's attack arriving simultaneously.

"Ahh ahh ahh!"

Di Feng let out a painful shriek, his heart and eyes full of despair; having just revived, he encountered a Daoist Platform Realm freak who had trained a Yang God, without even having the chance to display his abilities, he was about to face death here.

Resentment, hatred, despair...

In Di Feng's eyes full of despair, the body of the Pixiu Dharma Form shattered piece by piece, disintegrated by the white beam of light, dissipating back into the human world.

Di Feng, who had inscribed his soul and will within the Pixiu, accompanied the Pixiu Dharma Form to face the end of his death.

"Capture!"

But at the last moment, Su Jie felt a fondness for talent and suddenly reached out a big hand, grabbing the ruined Yang God of Di Feng.

"Mr. Su, I'm willing to submit to you, serve for a hundred generations, teach what I've learned, including the endless miraculous uses of the Dharma Form's magic..."

Di Feng thought Su Jie wanted to spare his life, allowing him to serve henceforth, which gave Di Feng a glimpse of survival; the older he got, the more he feared death. If he had been open-minded, he wouldn't have lingered in the sunless underground palace to survive until now.

"As long as you live, there's always a chance."

Di Feng even secretly vowed in his heart that if given the opportunity, he would repay Su Jie a hundredfold for today's shame.

"Alright, enter the Soul Banner for a chat; my Emperor's Banner needs talents like you to serve."

Su Jie laughed heartily, very pleased with Di Feng's answer.

Di Feng's expression froze, watching as Su Jie threw him towards the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, which spewed flames and black smoke beneath the Sword Mountain, his features twisted with rage.

What kind of Emperor's Banner is this? It was clearly a treasure of the Demon Path.

"Su Jie, you scum... deserve the worst death..."

In the echo of Di Feng's anguished screams, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner absorbed his Yang God, refining him.

Instantly, as if having consumed a potent tonic, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner rose with the wind, the Sword Mountain became denser, and the fire sea surged more violently, slaughtering the righteous disciples, scattering their forces entirely, with the majority of the battlefield covered by the Ten Thousand Soul Banner; wherever it passed, countless righteous lives were easily stripped away, becoming nutrients for the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

Contentedly sending Di Feng to work in the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, Su Jie looked toward Dong Yu on the ground.

"Master has fallen."

Dong Yu was still struggling to accept this reality, that his Purple Mansion Realm Master had lost to Su Jie, a Daoist Platform Realm devil, and hadn't even posed any trouble to Su Jie, being entirely suppressed with no chance to fight back, falling into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner in less than ten minutes, which was less time than he lasted in Su Jie's hands.

With Master defeated, Guan Chao Pavilion was entirely hopeless for a comeback, leaving Dong Yu in despair, kneeling on the ground, neither fleeing nor begging for mercy, just staring blankly at the brutal battlefield, watching countless Guan Chao Pavilion disciples meet tragic ends, as tears streamed down his face.

"Family should be together."

Su Jie made a finger gesture like a sword, slicing through the air, and Dong Yu's head flew off, caught steadily by Su Jie.

On the ground, Dong Yu's headless corpse remained kneeling, facing the shattered statues of Guan Chao Pavilion's ancestral figures; he had no face to meet Guan Chao Pavilion's ancestors even in the afterlife.

Su Jie didn't mourn for enemies. Sect warfare was a matter of life and death; if Ghost Ridge Palace had been overrun by Guan Chao Pavilion initially, Dong Yu wouldn't have shed a single tear either.

Carrying Dong Yu's head, Su Jie flew to the center of the battlefield, issuing a thunderous command: "Everyone, the thief head of Guan Chao Pavilion has been executed, we have won a great victory! Come, slaughter these righteous scoundrels with me!"

Su Jie's voice spread across the battlefield, making Ghost Ridge Palace disciples ecstatic, as their Sect Master had finally defeated Dong Yu, the strongest of the righteous, settling the victory of this battle.

In contrast, the morale of the righteous plummeted; Guan Chao Pavilion disciples were in turmoil, while reinforcement armies from other righteous sects completely collapsed under the leadership of the elders, scattering and fleeing.

But by now, it was too late for them to consider running.

Su Jie, freed from handling, didn't show mercy to the weak, clasping his hands.

"Heavenly Might!"

Rumble!

Thousands of thunder snakes struck the battlefield, with Secret Realm Elders and Yunling Realm Disciples all reduced to ashes in front of the Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder.

Subsequently, Su Jie transformed his body into a Blood Sea, rolling waves of the Blood Sea swept across the sky, absorbing the bloodshed on the battlefield, consuming the righteous cultivators one by one, making them parts of the Blood Sea.

Su Jie's Blood Sea didn't spare even the strong Daoist Platform Realm cultivators.

By now, the righteous only had four Daoist Platform Realm cultivators left fighting Li Yuze, Tang Peiqing, and Taoist Qiu.

Zhang Junwei and others were being pushed back, as Tang Peiqing and Taoist Qiu had just advanced to Daoist Platform Realm not long, lacking the realm advantage of the righteous Daoist Platform Realm experts, compounded by four against three.

Fortunately, demon cultivators mostly possess survival capabilities far exceeding those of the righteous, unlike Su Jie being so swift and decisive; even when winning, killing was still difficult during Daoist Platform Realm confrontation, so after Su Jie was freed up, Zhang Junwei and others remained lively.

As Su Jie's Blood Sea covered them, the advantage the righteous Daoist Platform Realm experts had gained on Zhang Junwei and others instantly vanished, scaring them to the core as they turned to flee, not daring to risk their lives against Su Jie, the devil.

But once noticed by the freed-up Su Jie, they stood no chance of survival.

Wave upon wave of Blood Sea covered them, as Su Jie unveiled the annual ring worm, allowing this lazy home bug to strike.

The annual ring worm lazily flipped around, awoken, exhaled a breath to give its new Sect Master face.

A fleeing Daoist Platform Realm cultivator stiffened ahead, their skin shedding layer upon layer, abruptly dying.

Su Jie's Blood Sea engulfed, devouring two Daoist Platform Realm cultivators, while the last Daoist Platform was captured and refined by Han Ruyan with the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

Without the Daoist Platform Realm constraint, Zhang Junwei and others swiftly pursued and blocked the righteous cultivators, bullying the Secret Realm Elders and Yunling Realm Disciples; Su Jie and Han Ruyan held the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, raising one red and one black sky curtain, slaughtering the remaining righteous cultivators.

Earlier, the sect war between Ghost Ridge Palace and the righteous had been fought for over half an hour, only gaining slight advantage.

But as Su Jie was freed, the war concluded entirely within just five minutes, as the righteous cultivators were utterly wiped out; this demonstrated the battlefield influence of high-level combat power.

And as the last righteous cultivator was swallowed by the Blood Sea, Guan Chao Pavilion, the Qingzhou Righteous leader, declared entirely extinct, removed from the Da Li Dynasty.

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