Although he was surprised that the giant cauldron was so huge, the moment Wang Kun saw Yang Xiaotian, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Just when he was about to order Yang Xiaotian to have his skin peeled off due to cramps, suddenly, the giant cauldron suddenly surged hundreds of millions of times in size!
It suddenly became hundreds of times larger than their ghost town!
Feeling Lord Ding's aura of destroying the world, both Wang Kun and the other ancient ancestors of the Ming Sect changed their expressions.
"Master Ding!"
"Fuck these damn things!"
Yang Xiaotian roared.
Dingye instantly shot down with the power to destroy the world.
"Back off!" Wang Kun shouted loudly, and flew up like crazy, trying to escape.
The other ancient ancestors of the Hades Sect, all the holy realms, all the elders, the Supreme Elders, all the ghost kings and generals all looked frightened and ran away like crazy.
However, even the Immortal Death God couldn't dodge Ding Ye's attack. No matter how fast they were, how could they be faster than the Immortal Death God?
Just as Wang Kun soared into the sky, Lord Ding was already over the ghost town in an instant.
Wang Kun looked at the giant cauldron of golden flames above his head that almost exploded the entire ghost cave. With a look of despair on his face, he frantically used all his divine power to put on the divine armor given to him by Yan Ping in an instant.
At the same time, he raised a huge mountain-like hammer and blasted it towards Lord Ding.
"Get out of my way!"
he shouted.
All the ancient ancestors of the Hades Sect, all the holy realms, all the supreme leaders, elders, ghost kings and ghost generals all attacked crazily at the same time.
In this moment of life and death, they squeezed out every ounce of strength in their bodies.
The overwhelming power was like a boundless sea, one after another, blasting towards Lord Ding.
The power of more than forty gods, thousands of saints, and hundreds of millions of ghost kings and generals gathered together is so terrifying.
The entire ghost cave was shaking, ready to be exploded.
All the evil ghosts and spirits above the ghost cave are crying.
Boom!
All the masters of the Underworld gathered together and struck Master Ding.
But it was useless. The power of all the masters of the Underworld were blasted on Master Ding, and they were unable to shake Master Ding at all.
The golden flames all over Ding Ye's body were extremely blazing, and the speed did not slow down as it continued to shoot down.
boom!
Wang Kun, all the ancient ancestors of the Underworld, all the holy realms, and hundreds of millions of ghost kings and generals were all blasted into the ground of the ghost city by Lord Ding.
At the moment of the bombardment, the ground in the ghost town exploded.
All buildings instantly turned into powder.
Even if this ghost city has been blessed by countless strong men from the Hades Sect, it will be useless.
Lord Ding used his devastating force to blast all the masters of the Underworld Sect deeper into the earth.
The terrifying power turned into golden waves and spread around at an alarming speed.
Wave after wave of ghosts and evil spirits in the ghost cave were all directly shocked to death.
The originally bottomless and huge ghost cave was blasted so hard that the mountain walls cracked and crumbled, and even the peaks around the Demon Ridge were shaken to the point of collapse.
The ground of Demon Ridge collapsed, and countless demonic and ghostly energies spewed out from the ground.
Even the powerful people who passed by countless miles away felt the power of destroying the world, and they were all shocked.
It wasn't until a long time ago that Lord Ding shrank, became the size of a palm, and returned to Yang Xiaotian's hands.
The sandstorm in the ghost cave still hasn't dissipated for a long time.
Through the dust all over the sky, I saw that the entire ghost town had disappeared, and even the area around the ghost town had been blasted away.
As for Wang Kun and the other ancient ancestors of the gods in the underworld, they had already been blasted into plasma and buried deep underground, so dead that they could no longer die.
The ghost kings and generals in the ghost city were completely wiped out, leaving not even their plasma behind.
Yang Xiaotian glanced coldly at the terrifying abyss that was blasted out, and without staying any longer, he took Master Ding and flew out of the ghost cave, and then left the Demon Ridge.
Now that he has obtained the Divine Sword of All Things, he has to find a place to comprehend the sword of all things and condense the fifteenth sword heart.
Not long after Yang Xiaotian left, Yan Ping, the son of Hades, learned the news and led a group of masters to the ghost cave.
When they saw the terrifying abyss blasted out of the ghost cave, both Yan Ping and the masters of Mingmen took a breath of air.
Seeing the terrifying abyss in the shape of a giant cauldron, Yan Ping's mouth went dry and he vaguely guessed who had done it.
"Who is it?" An ancient ancestor of the Underworld Sect said in shock and anger: "Who did it! Find out and destroy all nine of his clans!"
The other ancient ancestors of the Underworld were also frightened and angry, claiming that they wanted to find this person out, refine his soul and whip his corpse.
Only Yan Ping, the son of Hades, remained silent.
"Enough!" Seeing that the ancient ancestors of the Underworld were still angry, Yan Ping, the son of the God of Hades, suddenly became furious and shouted, staring at the ancient ancestors with blood-like eyes.
All the ancient ancestors of Mingmen were as silent as cicadas.
"Send the order and stop attacking the Shen family." Yan Ping said with a gloomy face.
The ancient ancestors of the Ming Sect did not dare to have any objections and should be respectful.
"How is Senior Heart Demon recovering from his injuries?" Yan Ping suddenly asked.
Although the ancient inner demon was rescued by the Immortal Death God, his injuries have not fully recovered. Otherwise, Hades Sect would have joined forces with the immortal Death God and the ancient inner demon to attack Cang Shen Mansion again.
"Although I have the fountain of life provided by you, my lord, Senior Inner Demon said that it will take another two years for his injuries to heal." One of the ancient ancestors stepped forward and said cautiously.
Hearing that it would take two years for the ancient inner demon to recover from his injuries, Yan Ping frowned. Then they would wait for another two years. Two years later, they would attack Cang Shen Mansion, rescue his father's body, and resurrect his father.
As long as his father is resurrected, Cang Xiong will die.
In the past two years, try to be patient as much as possible!
At this time, Yang Xiaotian came to a secret place, began to refine the Divine Sword of All Things, and then understood the sword of all things.
Yang Xiaotian blocked everything from the outside world and immersed himself wholeheartedly in the world of swordsmanship.
He sat cross-legged in the cave, sword energy surged all over his body, and soon he was wrapped in sword energy, and his body was completely integrated into the thousands of sword energy.
The sword energy is like the sea, sometimes surging and surging, sometimes as calm as a mirror, sometimes it stirs up millions of huge waves of sword energy, and sometimes it turns into drizzle.
On this day, suddenly, in the world of sword energy, nine-color sword energy bloomed.
Yang Xiaotian's Fourteen Nine-Colored Sword Heart awakened, and after the Fourteen Nine-Colored Sword Heart, another Nine-Colored Sword Heart loomed.
The fifteenth sword heart!
After comprehending the Sword Way of Samsara, the Sword Way of Divine Shadow, and the Sword Way of All Things, Yang Xiaotian's fifteenth sword heart finally began to condense.
As time went by, the fifteenth sword heart became more and more solid, and finally solidified completely.
At this moment, the fifteenth sword heart finally condensed successfully.
When Yang Xiaotian successfully condensed his fifteenth sword heart, the true energy of all the acupoints in his body became extremely strong and could no longer be suppressed. Yang Xiaotian began to attack the realm of the Martial Emperor.
For many masters at the top of the tenth level of the Zun Realm, it is difficult to break into the Emperor Realm!
Many masters at the top of the tenth level of the Zun Realm used their true energy to attack the gate of the Imperial Realm. The gate of the Imperial Realm could not be shaken at all, and it would take thousands or even tens of thousands of bombardments to open it.
However, Yang Xiaotian's one thousand, two hundred and ninety-six acupuncture points were running, and with a "boom" sound, the gate to the emperor's realm was blown open.