Creating the Shura Palace in a Fantasy World

Song Yang is not a person who is accustomed to watching the enemy grow stronger. Since he can kill now, why wait?

Although this is only the first move of the Celestial Sword Technique, it is already sufficient to deal with Mu Zhuque.

In fact, in Song Yang's opinion, just the high-grade sacred sword is enough.

However, to ensure that Mu Zhuque will die, he used the Rain of a Thousand Swords!

'What are these swords?'

Mu Zhuque, who was using various secret techniques, naturally noticed the sky covered with swords coming in his direction, with a high-grade sacred sword at the front.

He immediately interrupted the secret technique he was about to use!

At the same time, he shot toward the sky, holding his staff as if he wanted to break through the encirclement of the swords.

With the staff as a base, fire began to spread around him, as if it were an inverted meteor!

Mu Zhuque was confident this time. Although he hadn't used all the secret techniques he knew, his cultivation had increased several times, even without reaching the cultivation of a Great Saint!

However, his lifespan, which was previously 4 hours, had decreased to less than 1 hour!

Therefore, he needs to kill Song Yang as quickly as possible and return to the Sacred Land of the Black Turtle to save the rest of the Sacred Land!

In the next second, a fire meteor heading toward the sky collided with countless swords falling like rain!

BANG!

The first impact was between the high-grade sacred sword and the Fire Meteor Staff, causing a sonic boom.

At the same moment, after the impact, Mu Zhuque, who was flying upward, plummeted downward with an even greater speed than he had used to ascend, breaking sonic booms through sonic booms.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Cough!

As soon as he fell to the ground, Mu Zhuque lay there and could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood; he was gravely injured!

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

However, before he had time to think, the rain of swords finally struck him, creating countless holes in his body.

The First Ancestral Mu Zhuque is dead!

After the illusory swords disappeared, Song Yang appeared in front of Mu Zhuque's corpse, which was no longer recognizable from so much blood, and grabbed him by the neck.

Then, he vanished from the spot, returning toward the Black Turtle Sacred Land!

'Have all the disciples been killed?'

The first thing Song Yang noticed upon returning was that at that moment, only absolute silence remained throughout the Sacred Land, while Shi Hu, Ye Gouyang, and their armies collected the treasures of the Sacred Land.

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Looking in the distance, where the spectators had shocked eyes, Song Yang appeared in the air, holding Mu Zhuque's corpse, and threw it to the ground while speaking:

"This is the fate of those who dare to offend the majesty of my Shura Palace!"

Upon hearing the distorted voice coming from the mysterious figure who calls himself the Shura Palace Master, those cultivators in the distance could not help but tremble and finally accepted this fact.

The Black Turtle Sacred Land has indeed been destroyed!

After saying this, Song Yang closed his eyes, and countless ancient characters began to appear around him. This time, instead of destroying the formation, he was constructing one.

Only when Song Yang stopped looking at them did the cultivators who were watching gain the courage to start speaking.

"The Black Turtle Sacred Land has really been destroyed? Now, only one of the two sacred lands remains in the eastern region?"

"Not only that, I fear that from today on, except for the Shura Palace, no one will dare to call their force the supreme force of the eastern region!"

"I... I thought the most terrifying thing about the Master of the Shura Palace was his cultivation; however... he managed to disable the formation of a sacred land..."

"This is terrible! I fear that even a low-level imperial formation master would not be able to do this!"

Many were talking, but everyone had a similar thought in their minds: from today on, the Shura Palace is the supreme force of the entire eastern region.

A force that no one would ever dare to offend!

This has never happened before. Although the two sacred lands were called supreme forces before, they never destroyed another main force...

And there was even one another to balance each other out, but now there is none that can equal the Shura Palace, which is now practically the king of the eastern region!

After all, since the appearance of the Shura Palace, the so-called ten main forces have become a complete mess.

The Bihai Dynasty has completely fallen; now, just recently, the Zhenfang Dynasty has also fallen, and at this moment, the Black Turtle Sacred Land has just been destroyed.

And all of them were caused, directly or indirectly, by the Shura Palace!

"Ah... what's happening? Why can't I see what's going on?"

"It seems that the Shura Palace Master has set up a concealment formation. But why?"

"Of course, it's so they can safely retrieve the treasures from the Sacred Land without anyone having any wrong thoughts. Are you stupid?"

"Wrong thoughts? Even if we saw an imperial pill, would you dare to take it from the Shura Palace Master?"

"Of course... not."

When Song Yang finally finished creating the concealment formation, the people observing were naturally a bit confused.

However, for Song Yang at that moment, inside the formation felt like a paradise.

While Shi Hu and the others were gathering the treasures from the Black Turtle Sacred Land, he was traversing the ancient battlefield, absorbing all the energy from the corpses.

At that moment, around Song Yang appeared an ocean of white energy that was being rapidly absorbed by him!

The energy in his Death Space soon reached the same amount as it had before his last retreat—an amount sufficient for him to break through from the Half-Step Saint King realm to the Six-Star Saint King realm.

But the amount of death energy did not stop there; it continued to increase, soon becoming twice the amount, three times, dozens of times.

With hundreds of thousands of disciples, hundreds of elders, dozens of ancestors, and even the bodies of Cheng Guo and Mu Zhuque, the amount of death energy he was absorbing was frighteningly high!