Banners fluttering, murderous aura rising!

The ten thousand-strong Cang family forces stretched across the barren star's sky like a long black dragon.

Among them were over a hundred young Cang family prodigies, Cang family Saint Kings, and Great Saint powerhouses.

This force meant nothing to an immortal power.

But to the currently declining and deteriorating Dahuang Village and Ancient Sacred Temple, it was undoubtedly a destructive force.

On the Ancient Sacred Temple's side, Wu Hu raised his head to look at the sky, watching the magnificent army of ten thousand approaching.

His cloudy eyes remained calm and indifferent.

Without fear, without dread.

Perhaps in the dictionary of the Ancient Sacred Body, there was no such word as fear.

"Those are the Cang family people!"

The other Dahuang villagers also noticed the magnificent army coming from the sky.

Fighting spirit spread like wildfire, killing intent filled the heavens!

"What's happening, is the Cang family launching a decisive battle?"

"Do they really want to destroy our Dahuang Village?"

Some villagers clenched their fists, their eyes revealing desperate ferocity.

Even at this point, the Cang family still wouldn't let them go!

"All of you, retreat behind me!" Wu Hu shouted.

Nearly a thousand villagers involuntarily retreated into the Ancient Sacred Temple.

The north wind howled, yellow sand billowed.

Wu Hu stood alone in front of the Ancient Sacred Temple.

He had an ordinary appearance, with unkempt beard, messy black hair, wearing plain and worn gray clothes.

He looked like a frustrated middle-aged cultivator from the mortal world.

His hands and feet were bound with shackles, his shoulder blades pierced by chains.

On his back was a stone tablet placed by former enemies of the Hegemon Body, meant to humiliate him.

Indeed, if one didn't know Wu Hu's identity, no one would believe he was a Sacred Body.

"I am the disgrace of the Sacred Body lineage. Now, let me radiate my last bit of light and heat..." Wu Hu murmured to himself.

Meanwhile, the Cang family forces finally arrived, ten thousand people standing in the sky like heavenly soldiers and divine generals.

In contrast, at the Ancient Sacred Temple, only Wu Hu stood alone, like a monument.

"Loser, where is that Jun Xiaoyao?" an elder from the Cang family stepped forward and asked coldly.

He was the Cang family's Fifth Elder, a Great Saint realm powerhouse.

He didn't address Wu Hu by name, but called him a loser.

Wu Hu remained silent.

"Hehe, just a defeated prisoner of the former Hegemon Body, yet you dare to have such an attitude?" the Cang family's Sixth Elder sneered.

"Today, I will no longer show any restraint. Retreat, or... fight!" Wu Hu said coldly.

At this point, there was no room for reconciliation.

Previously, Wu Hu had been restraining himself for Dahuang Village, for the Ning Chen siblings, to preserve a spark.

But now, with Jun Xiaoyao around, the Sacred Body lineage would not decline.

So he no longer needed to hold back.

"You've become quite tough, aren't you afraid we'll slaughter these Dahuang villagers?" the Cang family's Fifth Elder sneered.

"Loser, step aside now and let us enter the Ancient Sacred Temple to investigate, and our Cang family might spare your dog lives," the Sixth Elder said casually.

Wu Hu's pupils flashed with cold lightning, his killing intent bone-chilling.

He waved his hand, drawing a horizontal line in front of the Ancient Sacred Temple.

"Those who cross this line, die!"

The word "die" stirred the winds and clouds, changing the color of heaven and earth.

Killing intent pierced into the bone marrow like a cold wind!

"How dare you, a mere loser, threaten us like this? Kill him!" The Cang family's Fifth Elder hesitated no longer and waved his hand. The ten thousand-strong Cang family army shouted in unison.

Their voices shook heaven and earth!

The great battle began.

Dense figures charged toward Wu Hu alone.

In this army of ten thousand, the weakest were at the Heaven God realm.

There were many at the Dao God realm and Quasi-Saint realm.

Individually, they might not be very strong.

But with ten thousand attacking together, that destructive power could shake heaven and earth, making even Great Saints feel a chill.

Wu Hu also made his move, though due to the chains on his body, his range of movement was limited to the area around the Ancient Sacred Temple.

He threw a punch, and surging blood energy transformed into a golden dragon stretching across the battlefield.

Splat!

Blood splattered, and the sound of breaking bones rang out.

Over a hundred Cang family soldiers had their bodies explode, turning into bloody pulp.

This battle prowess made some people's eyelids twitch.

"Damn, this Sacred Body is really strange. We've already taken so much Sacred Body blood from him, yet he's still so vigorous," the Cang family's Sixth Elder muttered.

"It doesn't matter, it's just the struggle of a trapped beast. Don't forget, we brought that thing," the Fifth Elder was completely unconcerned.

In his view, this was just a mocking slaughter.

By now, dense crowds of cultivators had gathered to watch from a distance.

Looking around, thousands upon thousands of cultivators from the barren star had converged to observe this battle.

There were also Ancient Path geniuses from the Starry Ancient City, such as Ji Qingyi, Sheng Xuanyi, Ru Ying, and others who had come to watch.

"Is that also a Sacred Body? But why does he look so miserable?" Ru Ying's beautiful eyes narrowed in surprise.

In her imagination, even if the Sacred Body lineage had declined, it shouldn't have fallen to such a state.

"Jun Xiaoyao, where are you?" Ji Qingyi's clear eyes scanned around but couldn't find Jun Xiaoyao's figure.

Logically, as a fellow Ancient Sacred Body, given Jun Xiaoyao's character, he shouldn't turn a blind eye to this.

This also raised doubts among other Ancient Path geniuses.

"Why isn't the Jun family's Divine Son here? With him present, the situation wouldn't be like this."

"Could he have cowered?"

"That's impossible. The Jun family's Divine Son's dominance is well-known. He wouldn't fear a mere Cang family."

"Then why hasn't he appeared now?"

"Perhaps he has something else to attend to."

Many geniuses and cultivators were discussing.

Meanwhile, the Cang family soldiers had learned their lesson.

Wu Hu could only move within the range of the Ancient Sacred Temple, and even when using his techniques, the range wouldn't be too large.

They just needed to release divine abilities and techniques from the outer perimeter to wear down his strength.

This method, though not very honorable, was practical.

As time passed, the vigorous blood energy on Wu Hu's body began to weaken.

He didn't have much blood energy to begin with, as most of his Sacred Body blood had been taken by the Cang family.

The remaining small portion had gradually merged into Ning Chen and little Xuanxuan's bodies.

It could be said that the current Wu Hu was squeezing every last drop of Sacred Body blood from his body, exerting his final heat.

"No need to delay any longer, use that move," said the Cang family's Sixth Elder.

The Fifth Elder nodded slightly. He took out a symbol stone and infused it with his magical power.

Instantly, the stone tablet on Wu Hu's back began to violently shake.

The eight characters on it, "Unparalleled in the Universe, Dominating the Heavens," released dazzling light.

A terrifying suppressive force and gravity instantly crashed down.

Splat!

Almost instantly, Wu Hu spat out a mouthful of blood, his body half-kneeling on the ground.

"Master Wu Hu!"

Inside the temple, Ning Chen, little Xuanxuan, Ning Defa, and all the Dahuang villagers cried out in alarm.

"Kill!"

The Cang family's Fifth Elder waved his hand.

A group of Great Saints and Saint King level Cang family elders made their move.

They wanted to completely kill this tragic last Sacred Body!

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