Faced with such a ferocious god of death, the remaining blood race people, in their fear, dared not step forward to stop him.
They watched as these blood race members scrambled and fled back into Blood Dao City, activating the city's protective formations with all their might, attempting to save their own lives.
Facing this city, both familiar and strange, Wu Tao let out a soft sigh. With a flick of his wrist, a cold light flashed, and his Chuxi Sword danced.
The sword energy split the sky, and a sword light thousands of feet long slashed down, carrying a power that could destroy all. A single, simple strike possessed immense force.
Following this world-shattering sword strike came an earthquake.
Countless restrictions were instantly broken. The shattered restriction runes flickered with multicolored light in mid-air, and numerous fragments of city walls rained down from the sky.
At this moment, a spiritual light rose from above Wu Tao's head. The falling rain of debris, before it could even touch him, was deflected.
After the sword strike, the walls of Blood Dao City suddenly split open, revealing a crack more than a thousand miles long, as if cut by a sword's edge.
One man, one sword, entered the city directly. The city's power was unstoppable. Those who stood in his way were killed, and those who blocked him were annihilated!
Absolute power surpassed all trickery.
After the sword strike, Wu Tao strode into the city.
A large number of blood race members began to scatter. Those who were too slow to escape, like the ones who had blocked Wu Tao earlier, were instantly cleaved in half by Wu Tao, their bodies splitting apart and their heads rolling onto the ground.
And Xue Tongzi, as if courting death, was leading a group of people towards Wu Tao at a brisk pace.
Naturally, Wu Tao showed no mercy. He dispatched them in a few strokes and, carrying Xue Tongzi's head, stormed into the City Lord's Mansion.
Before even entering the banquet hall, he tossed Xue Tongzi's head into it.
...
"Who? Who is the bastard who did this? Stand out and I will tear you into pieces!"
Upon seeing his son's head, Xue Zhuzi's eyes turned blood red and his hair bristled. It was clear that the grief of losing his son had driven him almost insane.
"Your tone is quite arrogant, but your abilities are lacking."
As this mocking voice echoed, the doors of the banquet hall were kicked open, and Wu Tao swaggered in.
...
At this moment, Wu Tao stood by the door, his blood-stained Chuxi Sword in hand, like a demon god from the netherworld come to reap souls and heads.
Glancing at the wary faces of everyone present, Wu Tao slowly said, "Well, well, everyone is here. That saves me the trouble of finding you one by one."
After saying this, Wu Tao's expression was calm, with no hint of the deeply hidden killing intent within him.
"So it's a King Realm expert from the human race. What brings you here?"
Xue Zhuzi, being in the late Duke stage, immediately sensed the law energy swirling around Wu Tao. Under the threat to his life, he suppressed his anger and forced a smile as he asked.
"Oh, you can endure quite well, can't you?"
"But unfortunately, I'm here to collect a debt today. All of you here will die. I said it, and if you don't agree, come and try!"
Looking at Xue Zhuzi and the others, Wu Tao parted his lips slightly, revealing a set of pearly white teeth, his eyes flashing with a cold light that could freeze anything.
Seeing that there was no escape, Xue Zhuzi, Xue Letou, and Xue Zhongsheng shouted almost simultaneously, "Everyone, didn't you hear what he said? If we don't kill him today, we will all die. Let's attack him together."
"Kill!"
"Kill this bastard."
"Charge!"
The five to six hundred guests from various races took out their magical treasures and seized the opportunity to launch a fierce assault on Wu Tao.
"Do you want to die sooner? Then I'll grant your wish."
Seeing this, Wu Tao casually tilted his head, his tone laced with a disregard and indifference for life that made one feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave!
Light flashed, and cold light gleamed!
What light was that?
Sword light!
Ten thousand spells were no match for the might of a single sword!
One sword, then another, then another. The sword energy, infused with the power of time, flowed like water, instilling dread.
Looking at the time-infused sword energy sweeping from all directions, these individuals who had been shouting so enthusiastically suddenly felt their hearts stop for a moment, their bodies becoming limp and unable to exert any strength.
If they couldn't dodge, they would die.
They would truly die, unable to move or retaliate.
Before they died, these people only saw a flash of snowy white sword light, and then their heads, as if weightless, floated away.
Floating upwards, straight into the clouds. Unfortunately, that was not the celestial palace, but the underworld of death!
Until their clear consciousness dissipated, and they fell into a pool of blood.
And the three who had shouted about fighting Wu Tao from the beginning had already fled the banquet hall.
As high-ranking figures in the late Duke stage, Xue Zhuzi, Xue Letou, and Xue Zhongsheng knew the terrifying power of a King Realm expert. Their numbers were not enough for him to kill with a single sword. If not now, when would they run?
Watching the retreating figures of Xue Zhuzi, Xue Letou, and Xue Zhongsheng, Wu Tao sneered. Did they think it was that easy to escape?
With that, Wu Tao took out the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, drew it, and nocked an arrow. Three Arrows of Time shot out.
Xue Zhuzi, Xue Letou, and Xue Zhongsheng were shot and killed by the Arrows of Time without any suspense!
Without hesitation, Wu Tao, holding the Chuxi Sword, began to sweep through Blood Dao City.
No matter how deeply these blood race members hid, they could not escape Wu Tao's powerful divine sense.
Killing and slaughtering a city held no psychological burden for Wu Tao.
At the age of twenty-something, Wu Tao could wipe out a family. At over five hundred years old, slaughtering a city was an easy task.
Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of blood race members, what were they?
In Wu Tao's eyes, they were just numbers!
One by one, blood race members were killed by Wu Tao. In the process, Wu Tao also saved many mortal slaves.
To be honest, seeing his own kin with sunken eyes, emaciated bodies, looking like sick ghosts and clearly having suffered greatly, even the ruthless Wu Tao felt a profound discomfort.
At this moment, his resolve was further strengthened.
The blood race must be exterminated, not only for personal vengeance but for the sake of the human race's righteousness!
Watching Wu Tao slaughter the blood race like cutting grass, these mortals looked at him with admiration. Hope for life returned to their previously numb faces.
As Wu Tao repeatedly harvested the lives of the blood race around Blood Dao City, he stumbled upon a prison where mortal slaves were held.
The prison was enclosed by wrought-iron bars, clearly built to prevent the mortal slaves from escaping.
When Wu Tao broke through the bars, his brow furrowed even deeper, and his right hand unconsciously tightened around the Chuxi Sword!
Within the cramped space, countless mortal slaves were huddled together, packed tightly.
Wu Tao estimated the number. Good heavens, there were at least tens of thousands.
When the door opened, a foul stench emanated. These mortal slaves had eaten, drunk, defecated, and urinated all within the cells.
The commotion created by Wu Tao startled these mortal slaves. They looked out in terror, their faces filled with uncertainty.
However, perhaps due to years of enslavement, their characters had become increasingly timid. For such a long time, not a single one had come out to see what was happening.
Some even squeezed further inside, apparently fearing capture by the blood race.
It was only when they saw that Wu Tao's appearance was that of a human that they felt a sliver of peace.
Looking at these mortals, barely clothed and skeletal, Wu Tao sighed softly and, for a rare moment, spoke in a gentle tone.
"Come out, everyone. The blood race here has all been killed by me. You are safe now."
Upon hearing Wu Tao's words, these mortals did not believe him at first. It wasn't until Wu Tao repeated himself several times that a portion of the bolder mortals hesitantly emerged from the prison.
It was only after discovering the countless corpses of blood race members lying beside the prison that these mortals finally believed Wu Tao's words, and with joy, they erupted in cheers.
At this point, the tens of thousands of mortals within the prison finally believed everything Wu Tao had said.
Amidst a chorus of cheers, tens of thousands of mortals knelt on the ground, offering continuous thanks to Wu Tao.
Wu Tao fell silent as he witnessed this scene. At this moment, he realized the heavy weight of responsibility.
If you are in a position, you should fulfill its duties!
As one of the strongest individuals of the human race in this era, he truly ought to do something.
He felt a sense of self-reproach and shame at this moment.
If he lacked the ability, it would be one thing, but since he possessed the capability to rescue his own kin, he should indeed do his part to change this situation!
After briefly comforting these people, Wu Tao went to other locations where mortal slaves were held and rescued more mortals.
Two to three hours later, Wu Tao looked at the several million mortals before him, his brow furrowed. The sheer number was too great to arrange.
However, if they were not arranged, after he left and other blood race reinforcements arrived, they would absolutely not spare these millions of mortals.
With no other recourse, Wu Tao had to use his great divine abilities, returning back and forth dozens of times to hide them in batches in some hidden locations, hoping to temporarily evade the search and retaliation of the blood race.
Of course, Wu Tao did not expect to conceal them from the blood race for long. He merely hoped to buy time.
In a little more time, his army of millions of cultivators from the Purple Mansion Immortal Cultivation World would enter the underground immortal cultivation world and join forces with the human race's native strength to annihilate the blood race.
After arranging everything, Wu Tao transformed into a beam of escape light once more and flew towards the Human Emperor City of the human race.
He wanted to see what kind of people these so-called human race higher-ups were! What were their thoughts?
This time, he was not asking from his own perspective, but bringing these people to ask...
To ask these displaced, home-wrecked, grieving mortals who lived worse than pigs and dogs!
These mortals lacked the power and courage to question the human race's higher-ups, but coincidentally, Wu Tao possessed both of those things.
The only thing these mortals lacked, they also gave to Wu Tao: responsibility, the responsibility that a human race expert should bear.
As a top expert of the human race, their status and resources were naturally the highest and best within the human race, which also meant their responsibility and obligations were the greatest!
Protecting the human race from the invasion of alien races was their duty and their responsibility.
Voluntarily sacrificing a portion of territory to gain strategic initiative was not problematic in terms of the overall picture.
No matter how fierce the competition within the human race, it was ultimately an internal affair. Regardless of who won or lost, the meat remained in the pot.
However, between races, it was always a matter of life and death, and nothing else!
To preserve the entire human race, sacrificing a portion of people was, in principle, understandable.
But to look at this matter outside of that perspective, its essence was worse than that of beasts.
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