Whoosh!

Xiao Mu gripped the Blood Cloud Flag and gave it a gentle wave. Blood Light unfurled, sweeping toward the crimson-clad woman.

"Kill!"

The crimson-clad woman turned in startled anger, raising her longsword and thrusting it straight at Xiao Mu. At the same time, protective divine light erupted from her body.

"A mere speck of brilliance dares to emit light!"

Xiao Mu waved the Blood Cloud Flag again, Blood Light surged, and with a muffled sound, the woman's secret technique sword was blocked.

Immediately following, a humming sound echoed as six Yama Hammers merged in pairs. A third hand suddenly sprouted from Xiao Mu's body.

This hand joined the other, each gripping a Yama Hammer, aiming at the crimson-clad woman.

The crimson-clad woman raised her head, and terror mingled with rage distorted her face.

Bam! Bam!

Two consecutive explosions rang out—the first broke the protective divine light around the crimson-clad woman, the second struck her head directly.

Power +20.

The woman's head shattered, and her body collapsed lifelessly to the ground.

With the formation eye destroyed, the Heavenly Court's formation instantly fell into chaos.

"Now, it's your turn!"

Xiao Mu stood at the bridge's head and turned toward the yellow-haired man.

The yellow-haired man panicked, his face contorting into fear. He was mere steps away from Xiao Mu.

"Kill!"

In terror, the man shouted, simultaneously unleashing an escape technique to retreat swiftly.

At the same time, he issued commands, calling for reinforcements and directing other Heavenly Court Mutated Beings to swarm and encircle Xiao Mu.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The yellow-haired man's escape speed was swift; in the blink of an eye, he had distanced himself from Xiao Mu.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Brilliance erupted, various energies surged to the sky, and True Gods of the Heavenly Court all raced forward.

Various Divine Weapons, Divine Treasures, and secret technique weapons soared into the heavens.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Xiao Mu, presumptuous! This place is not for you to act unchecked!"

A dozen True God Realm powerhouses roared ferociously as they advanced toward Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu's lips curled into a faint smile. Against the might of Creation Power, numbers were no advantage.

Crack!

A flash of white light burst forth, and the Bridge of Creation lifted Xiao Mu, propelling him forward into the air.

In the next moment, he soared past the dozen True God Realm powerhouses, landing in front of the yellow-haired man.

The yellow-haired man's complexion immediately darkened to an ashen hue.

"Just now, you said that the Creation Power was not invincible—on that, I agree. Then you said the Yin-Yang Formation encompasses Heaven and Earth and erases all beings. Entering the formation meant I'd have no escape."

"Yet here I am, not only having entered but having broken your Yin-Yang Formation. Why is it, then, that now you are fleeing?"

Xiao Mu smiled as he gazed at the yellow-haired man.

"Kill!"

The yellow-haired man's face contorted again, responding to Xiao Mu with a piercing thrust of his spear.

The glint of the spear shimmered, gathering diverse halos into its shaft from all directions. The formidable power of the technique was evident at first glance.

Xiao Mu remained indifferent, swinging the Blood Cloud Flag. With a swoosh, the yellow-haired man's ferocious spear strike was deflected.

Immediately, two pairs of three-thirds merged Yama Hammers appeared above Xiao Mu's head, and another hand grew from his body.

Two hands gripped the Yama Hammers, one for each, and aimed at the yellow-haired man. With a thunderous roar, they descended.

Splatter!

The yellow-haired man's body transformed into a flash of brilliance, vanishing from the spot.

"Hmm?"

Xiao Mu paused briefly, activating his Divine Eye Technique to examine the radiance. With just one glance, he discerned that it was merely a puppet substitute.

"Substitute Technique? No, a death surrogate technique—interesting!"

Xiao Mu scanned the surroundings and quickly located the yellow-haired man. After employing the surrogate technique, the man had withdrawn far behind the Heavenly Court ranks.

"The battle isn't over. Why, fellow Daoist, do you rush to flee?"

Xiao Mu smirked faintly, his eyes emitting two divine rays that locked onto the yellow-haired man.

The man did not respond. Whatever crossed his mind caused his face to twist. In a flash, his body dissolved into green smoke and surged forward in retreat, creating more distance between himself and Xiao Mu.

"Heh!"

Xiao Mu's soft laugh echoed as he waved his right hand. Crackling sounds filled the air, white light flashed, and the Bridge of Creation once again carried him forward. In an instant, he closed the gap and landed before the yellow-haired man.

The yellow-haired man's expression showed sheer terror, sweat rolling from his forehead. His body moved swiftly, turning again to green smoke.

The green smoke spread as the man's figure vanished, retreating even farther.

"The great battle isn't over, yet you repeatedly evade. What sort of logic is this?"

Xiao Mu gripped the Creation Axe and swung it lightly.

Crack!

The white light of Creation spread, infusing the bridge. The bridge extended farther, pushing Xiao Mu closer to the fleeing man.

"Xiao Mu, enough!"

A thunderous roar erupted across the battlefield as a gray-bearded elder finally lost patience, leaping from the crowd and appearing before Xiao Mu.

Under his feet was a cloud of two hues.

The cloud resembled a living embodiment of Taiji. The gray-bearded elder was clearly a cultivator of the Yin Yang Sect's Riding Clouds and Mist technique.

Now, Xiao Mu stood at the bridge's edge, while the elder was atop the cloud. Both were at comparable heights, looking each other in the eye.

"Fellow Daoist, suddenly blocking me—what do you mean by this?"

Xiao Mu steadied the Bridge of Creation and eyed the gray-bearded elder.

Not only was this elder a leading figure, but his strength far surpassed that of an average Early Stage True God Realm cultivator.

Thus, as the elder stood before him, Xiao Mu felt the pressure bearing down.

This elder was not in the Early Stage but rather the Mid Stage of the True God Realm.

Mid Stage—a realm where power dwarfed that of the Early Stage by at least one magnitude.

"Xiao Mu, your rampage has gone far enough!"

The Mid True God Realm elder, skilled in the Riding Clouds and Mist technique, glared coldly at Xiao Mu and rebuked harshly.

"Do not presume the Heavenly Court has no one capable of subduing you, nor overestimate your victories over a handful of opponents."

"Your triumphs rely solely on the fact that true powerhouses have yet to act."

"Oh!"

Xiao Mu calmly met the elder's gaze.

While the elder's impressive strength demanded caution, he hadn't reached the level where Xiao Mu felt truly threatened. "So, by your words, fellow Daoist, you are that true powerhouse, then?"

"Me?"

The elder chuckled self-deprecatingly. "Perhaps. Among those below the True Gods in the Heavenly Court, my strength isn't the greatest, but it's far from the weakest. Capturing you should be well within my capabilities!"

As he spoke, the elder's confidence gradually grew, his gaze sharpened, and killing intent surged from him.

Behind him, a sudden burst of red light appeared, swirling ominously like blood and radiating an overwhelming murderous aura. "Xiao Mu, moments ago, you slaughtered my Heavenly Court allies and relied arrogantly on your Creation Array, assuming yourself unrivaled, capable of killing anyone."

"Unbeknownst to you, you are but a frog at the bottom of a well, ignorant of the height of the heavens and the breadth of the earth."

"Though powerful, Creation Power is far from invincible. Against foes of vastly superior strength, you'd soon realize the limits of this so-called 'power.'"

Xiao Mu's face broke into a slight smirk.

This gray-bearded elder was undoubtedly the keystone of the Heavenly Court's forces. Killing him would deliver the most devastating blow to their morale, wouldn't it?

While scrutinizing the elder, he mused aloud, "Unfortunately, Creation Power, though not invincible, is certainly far from weak. It's not something anyone can simply counter."

"And you, fellow Daoist, while your boastful arrogance knows no bounds, I suspect you're far from being the one who can overcome Creation Power."

"Frog at the bottom of the well! Xiao Mu, why would I bother breaking your Creation Power? It poses little threat to me—I'll simply subdue you and execute you directly!"

The gray-bearded elder roared in fury. Behind him, red light burst skyward.

This red light carried potent Blood Qi, transforming into a towering red brilliance.

The brilliance surged into the heavens, forming a colossal, blood-red pillar hundreds of meters tall.

The blood light spread widely, and suddenly the blood-red pillar morphed into a massive, blood-colored hand. From the sky, it bent and stretched downward, reaching directly for Xiao Mu.

Foul! Acrid!

The stench of the energy wafted into Xiao Mu's eyes, allowing him to perceive it directly.

With his True Force Manifestation, even smell took on a tangible form, visible to the naked eye.

Xiao Mu seized the opportunity and activated his Spiritual Eye. Gazing at the blood-colored hand, he noticed rolling Blood Qi surging skyward, resembling a vast, flowing blood river.

Netherworld Blood River?

Xiao Mu's pupils shrank slightly as the thought unexpectedly surfaced in his mind.

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