Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The morale of the Seleuc Dynasty's garrison collapsed, and they were unable to resist the Dusk Army that charged to the base of the city walls.

From a distance, rune crossbows continuously unleashed explosive arrows, and dense arrow rain from archers suppressed them.

The Dusk infantry advanced with irresistible force, scaling the city walls, smashing through the city gates, and killing their way inside.

The Seleuc Dynasty's Overgod-level experts and above were suppressed by the Dusk generals, and those Ancestral God experts who wanted to intervene were locked down by Jun Wuxie's killing intent.

War spears, swirling with chaotic golden light, floated around Jun Wuxie, and the earth-shattering killing intent made those Ancestral God experts feel a chill run down their spines, preventing them from acting rashly.

Each of them was accumulating power, waiting for an opportunity, searching for a flaw.

They were waiting for that youth's killing intent to relax even slightly before launching the most violent and berserk attack.

"Who exactly are you?"

The Seleuc Dynasty's Ancestral God experts wore gloomy expressions, their hearts burning with rage.

Usually, Supreme experts would not intervene in national wars. This was a tacit rule that all countries had adhered to.

Therefore, the Ancestral God realm was already the strongest force on the battlefield.

But now, such a youth had appeared on the Dusk Army's side.

He did not possess the pressure of a Supreme, but his strength was unimaginably powerful!

"The one who will end you."

Jun Wuxie stepped into the void, walking towards the Ancestral Gods of the Seleuc Dynasty.

The war spears floating around him trembled as he moved, and with each step, the Ancestral God experts felt the killing intent locking onto them become even more terrifying.

His footsteps clearly landed in the void, but each step seemed to tread on their hearts, causing their hearts to contract in rhythm, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Could you really be the son of the War Immortal, Jun Wuxie?"

The Ancestral God experts of the Seleuc Dynasty thought it over and over, and it seemed that only that person fit the characteristics.

After all, they both possessed chaotic golden energy.

They hadn't noticed it before, but now they realized that the other party was not cultivating true energy but physical blood energy.

That Jun Wuxie was a body cultivator, and his blood energy was chaotic gold in color.

Moreover, they had heard that Jun Wuxie had been close to the Dusk Empress in the Secret Realm and that the two had interacted.

Jun Wuxie did not respond but continued to walk towards the Ancestral Gods.

"Your Majesty, leave quickly! Return to the royal city to seek out the ancient ancestor. Our dynasty is in danger! Preserve your life, and we can rise again in the future!"

The Ancestral God experts shouted to King Seleuc, who was being besieged.

At this time, King Seleuc was in a wretched state.

He was not weak to begin with and was also an expert in the Ancestral God realm. In a one-on-one fight, it would be difficult for the Ancestral Gods in the Dusk Army to kill him.

But now he was facing a siege and had already been injured.

Hearing the words of those Ancestral Gods, King Seleuc roared, erupting with accumulated law true energy from his body, forcibly repelling the Dusk experts besieging him, turning around and running, tearing through the air and leaving.

"Your Majesty, don't abandon us! Take us with you!"

The ministers of the Seleuc Dynasty cried out in alarm, their courage having long been broken.

They wanted to escape, but they were trapped and could not break through no matter how hard they tried. Each of them looked ashen, and they no longer had the confident and smug appearance they once had.

King Seleuc didn't care about them. He was like a clay Bodhisattva crossing a river, barely able to save himself. He instantly fled far away, disappearing without a trace.

"Chase him! We absolutely cannot let King Seleuc escape!"

The marshal of the expedition against the Seleuc Dynasty said to several Ancestral God experts.

Those Ancestral God experts immediately gave chase.

At this moment, the several Ancestral Gods of the Seleuc Dynasty had accumulated enough power and instantly erupted with terrifying auras.

Each of them sublimated beyond their limits, burning the origin of their bloodline to obtain powerful strength. The strongest secret techniques covered the sky, launching a violent attack.

Jun Wuxie's eyes were indifferent. He flicked his finger, and a ray of light transformed into sword energy, destroying everything in its path, obliterating the secret techniques and divine abilities of those Ancestral Gods.

Almost at the same time, he flicked his finger, and sword waves swept out, breaking through the limitations of space, directly reaching the several Ancestral God experts.

The several Ancestral God experts were terrified, using every means at their disposal to resist.

However, all resistance was futile.

Streams of blood soared into the sky.

The heads of several Ancestral God experts of the Seleuc Dynasty were severed by the sword energy and flew out at an angle.

Inside the necks of those headless corpses, blood spurted like a fountain.

Several heads screamed miserably, their nascent souls trying to escape.

As soon as the nascent souls emerged, the suspended war spears pierced through the air, nailing and killing the nascent souls, causing them to emit shrill screams.

Jun Wuxie stretched out his hand and grabbed. Several heads flew over, and with a casual wave of his hand, the heads flew out of the city and landed on Mu Lian's Yue's chariot, neatly arranged.

"You guys take your time. I'll go to the royal city of Seleuc first."

Jun Wuxie left these words and tore through the air to leave.

Chu Moli also disappeared from beside Mu Lian Yue and followed.

At their speed, it was only a moment before they arrived at the royal city of Seleuc.

When they arrived, Supreme pressure permeated the royal palace, coming from all directions.

Almost at the same time, a dharma form emerged, towering above the royal palace, staring down with cold eyes.

"You dare to interfere in the war between the Dusk Dynasty and my Seleuc Dynasty. No matter who you are, today this venerable one will kill you here!"

The Supreme ancient ancestor of the Seleuc royal family roared in fury, his killing intent boiling.

As soon as the words fell, the dharma form raised a foot, and the enormous sole covered the sky. From a great distance, it directly stepped down on Jun Wuxie.

He completely disregarded that this was the royal city, and countless commoners of the Seleuc Dynasty were within the area covered by his foot.

"A mere dharma form dares to be so arrogant!"

Jun Wuxie superimposed the four great forbidden techniques and struck out with a flick of his sleeve.

Chaotic golden blood energy transformed into a heavenly blade, directly slashing at the firmament!

The enormous sole of the dharma form was instantly cleaved apart, causing the Supreme dharma form to cry out in pain and hurriedly retract its leg.

Jun Wuxie took a step, striding across the sky, and a chaotic golden blood energy palm covered the universe, crashing down with a bang.

The entire Seleuc royal palace instantly collapsed and disintegrated, smoke and dust filled the air, and most of the people inside who had not had time to escape were all turned into bloody pulp.

Several figures rushed out.

Among them was the Supreme expert who had cast the dharma form.

It was only at this time that King Seleuc rushed back.

He saw Jun Wuxie fighting with the Supreme ancient ancestor from afar and was shocked.

How could this person be so strong?

What realm was he in to be able to fight against the Supreme ancient ancestor!

"Leave quickly! Find the emissary from the Immortal Domain. One day, our Seleuc Dynasty will surely rise again and avenge today's hatred!"

The Supreme ancient ancestor of the Seleuc royal family saw King Seleuc return and shouted in a deep voice.

He knew that the situation was over.

This youth before him was too strong. He simply did not have the confidence to protect King Seleuc during the duel.

Therefore, King Seleuc had to stay away from here, otherwise he would only become his burden.

"Want to leave?"

A blue little beast rushed out of Jun Wuxie's body. With a shake of its body, its size increased a hundredfold. It was majestic and imposing, tearing through the air and rushing towards King Seleuc.

King Seleuc cried out in alarm and fled in a panic.

But he was quickly caught up by Lan Lan.

"Bastard! How dare a mere exotic beast act presumptuously before this king!"

King Seleuc roared in fury. Seeing that his speed was not as fast as the other party's, he simply stopped and launched a counterattack.

A claw flashing with blue light attacked, easily tearing apart his divine abilities and secret techniques, and pressed him to the ground, like a divine mountain pressing down on him.

King Seleuc roared, filled with unwillingness, struggling frantically, but he could not break free no matter what.

He could not accept that he was actually no match for an exotic beast beside that Jun Wuxie!

At this time, that exotic beast was looking down at him with a playful gaze, making him feel deeply humiliated.

He, the dignified King Seleuc, had been so majestic for so many years, defying the heavens and the earth, daring to challenge even the Dusk Empress.

But today, he had fallen to such a state!

At the same time, the ancient ancestor Supreme of the Seleuc royal family had already fought with Jun Wuxie in the starry sky.

Originally, the ancient ancestor Supreme of the Seleuc royal family planned to launch indiscriminate attacks in this city in order to restrain Jun Wuxie.

He believed that Jun Wuxie would be constrained by not wanting to harm the commoners of the Seleuc Dynasty.

He never expected that Jun Wuxie would not care at all, leaving him with no choice but to move the battlefield.

"Why exactly are you attacking our Seleuc Dynasty!"

In the starry sky, the ancient ancestor Supreme of the Seleuc royal family roared, frantically unleashing various secret techniques and divine abilities.

Jun Wuxie punched and punched, shattering his divine abilities and secret techniques. The Chaotic Creation Emperor Fist was tyrannical and unmatched. Each punch made the blood and energy in the ancient ancestor Supreme of the Seleuc Dynasty churn, and his whole body was in severe pain, as if his bones were about to fall apart.

This person was too strong. He was actually suppressing him, a Supreme, with a lower realm, defying the heavens and forcibly suppressing him. It was simply unbelievable!

How could there be such a monster in the world?

No wonder those forces who had once besieged him wanted to deal with him at all costs; no wonder the dark creatures' will to kill him was so strong.

"What difference is there between your Seleuc Dynasty and the dark creatures?

Now that things have come to this, you actually ask why. Isn't it ridiculous?

Don't you pride yourselves on being the chosen people of heaven?

How can you, the Supreme expert among the chosen people of heaven, be so vulnerable."

As Jun Wuxie's voice rose, another punch, the Chaotic Golden Fist imprint bloomed, and the ancient and blurred vision of the chaotic universe was presented, pressing forward.

With a loud bang.

The sound of the laws colliding with divine abilities, even in a vacuum, could be transmitted through zero medium, and the brilliant light swept across a large area of the starry sky.

Black and white light bloomed in Jun Wuxie's eyes.

The Death Eye Killing Technique blasted the ancient ancestor Supreme of the Seleuc Dynasty away, causing his body to begin to annihilate and disintegrate into dust from his feet.

The ancient ancestor Supreme of the Seleuc royal family screamed, desperately using divine abilities to suppress it.

At this moment, Jun Wuxie teleported to his side, and a golden palm came, piercing through his secret technique defense, covering his head, and with a pop, he plucked it off.

The ancient ancestor Supreme of the Seleuc royal family let out a miserable scream, his head and body separated.

Jun Wuxie sucked his body into the cave and devoured and refined it into energy on the spot.

With a tremor of his palm, the Sere Royal Family's ancient ancestor's scream abruptly stopped, blood overflowing from his seven orifices, eyes wide, and he died on the spot.

He returned from the starry sky, carrying the head of the Sere Royal Family's Supreme Ancient Ancestor.

The entire Sere Royal City was filled with weeping and wailing, with crowds surging everywhere.

The Sere people no longer possessed their former sense of superiority, nor their previous high and mighty arrogance.

Each one was like a stray dog, their faces filled with terror, scrambling to escape, trying to flee the country.

Jun Wuxie paid them no attention, as he would naturally not harm the Sere commoners.

The Sere Royal Palace was a ruin, with only broken walls remaining, its former glory destroyed in an instant.

He floated above the ruins of the royal palace, holding the head of the Supreme powerhouse.

Lan Lan brought the King of Sere to his side.

"Jun Wuxie, you will pay a heavy price for this!"

The King of Sere, seeing that even the Supreme Ancient Ancestor had been killed and the royal palace destroyed, knew that the Sere Dynasty was completely finished.

His heart was filled not only with fear but also with deep resentment and hatred, wishing he could immediately flay this man alive, drink his blood, and eat his flesh!

Facing the King of Sere's roar, Jun Wuxie didn't even glance at him, casually stepping on the King of Sere.

The King of Sere let out a shrill scream, and the entire blessed land was shattered, causing the starry sea to collapse as a result.

Vast amounts of the power of laws and true energy poured out.

Every pore on Jun Wuxie's body transformed into a vortex, devouring the King of Sere's power of laws and true energy.

"Ah! This king will not let you go! The emissary from the Immortal Domain will not let you off! You will surely die a horrible death!"

The King of Sere roared with incomparable resentment.

Feeling the power within his body frantically draining away and his realm rapidly declining, his heart was filled with despair.

In just a short while, the King of Sere became extremely weak, all his cultivation vanished, and he became a cripple.

…

That evening, the Twilight Army arrived at the Sere Royal City.

The Sere Dynasty's territory was not large, and coupled with the Twilight Army all being God Realm cultivators, they advanced quickly, crushing everything in their path.

Along the way, whether resisting or fleeing Sere soldiers, all were killed by the Twilight Army, leaving none alive.

However, they did not harm the common people of the Sere Dynasty.

"Lord God."

Mu Lian Yue came before him, looking at the King of Sere slumped on the ground, a sneer appearing on her face.

The current King of Sere was completely different from his arrogant and conceited self during the meeting.

"Men, drag the King of Sere down and hand him over to the Basha army when they arrive.

Also, hang the heads of all the important figures of the Sere Dynasty that were killed on the city gates of the Sere Royal City!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Several people stepped forward and dragged the King of Sere, who was already ashen-faced, away.

Coming back to his senses, the King of Sere struggled and roared frantically.

Hearing that he was to be handed over to the Basha people, the King of Sere was incomparably terrified.

He couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if he fell into the hands of the Basha people.

It would surely be more terrifying than death, and he would suffer unimaginable torment and humiliation!

However, no matter how he roared and struggled, it was all in vain and could not change his fate.

"Lian Yue, have someone take the Sere Royal Family's treasury, and give all the resources inside to Basha at some point.

Also, now that the destruction of the Sere Dynasty is a foregone conclusion, and the main figures are all dead.

You need to withdraw the army as soon as possible and leave the territory of the Sere Dynasty.

After withdrawing the army, send a few Ancestral God powerhouses to find Bale and protect him secretly, don't let anything happen to him.

Mori and I are going to the Misty Forest.

Now that your imperial power has been largely stabilized, I don't need to worry about the affairs of the dynasty.

If you encounter any unsolvable difficulties, go find your Aunt Jun, she will help you."

"Lord God, are you leaving so soon? You… take care…"

Saying this, Mu Lian Yue looked at Chu Mo Li and said, "Sister Mo Li, you must also take care."

"Don't worry about us, nothing will happen."

Jun Wuxie said with a smile.

Afterward, he hugged Wan'er and disappeared with Chu Mo Li.

Mu Lian Yue had people quickly open the Sere Royal Family's treasury, emptied all the resources inside, and then withdrew the army.

The Twilight Army came and went quickly.

Many of the generals did not understand why the Emperor was in such a hurry to withdraw the army.

The Sere Dynasty had many cities, and now there were still remnants of troops, why not kill them all completely before withdrawing the army.

"We don't need to take action next, the various countries will not let go of the remaining troops of the Sere Dynasty.

The various countries and Basha will definitely take bloody revenge on Sere.

Our Twilight Dynasty should not wade into this muddy water, lest we be criticized."

"So that's how it is, Your Majesty is wise, far-sighted, it is we who are foolish."

A group of generals suddenly understood.

The Emperor had considered everything thoroughly, Basha had enough reason to treat the Sere people however they wanted, and the world would not criticize them.

But if their Twilight Army did not withdraw, then it would be impossible to explain.

Once someone with ulterior motives spread rumors, saying that their Twilight Army also participated in the massacre, then it would be impossible to clear their name.

Now, withdrawing the army in time, then no one can fabricate rumors even if they want to.