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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 2106

Grand Pure Emperor Zhao Wuji hovered in the air at this moment.

After returning, he had never left that position.

Above his head was the broken sky, and below his feet was the churning sea.

Although he looked like an ordinary person.

However, whether it was the vast sky or the boundless sea, it was as if he could destroy it with a thought.

Above the clouds, there were tens of thousands of invited Immortal Sects, heads of the clans, leaders, and so on.

But at this time, everyone's momentum was suppressed by the Grand Pure Emperor.

It was as though Grand Pure Emperor was the God who controlled everything, controlling life and death.

At this time, all the cultivators present felt that their destiny was being held by an invisible hand.

At this time, the only person who could surpass the Grand Pure Emperor in status, realm, and strength was the current Sect Master of the Heaven's Edge Sect.

But for some unknown reason, after the Grand Pure Emperor killed the crown prince, the Sect Master still did not move. He was still shrouded in a layer of fog, and no one could see his expression at this time.

They could only make out a vague figure in the mist with their divine senses, proving that the sect master was still here.

As the crowd quieted down, they found that the Grand Pure Emperor's indifferent eyes were already on them.

He looked at the controllers of the "old order".

"The Main Path, Xiuyue Gate." Grand Pure Emperor says.

These two sects were also powerful forces in Lunia.

There were Amethyst Palace Realm cultivators in the sect.

Naturally, the people who came to watch the ceremony were all Amethyst Palace Realm Sect Masters.

Hearing the Grand Pure Emperor's words, the faces of the dozen or so cultivators from the two sects changed.

Although they did not move, the spiritual Qi in their bodies had been running fiercely. Their hands hidden under the long sleeves were condensed with magical power and precious light. They were ready to fight.

"Die." Grand Pure Emperor didn't say anything else, just one word.

There was no reason, no crime, only a sentence.

"Zhao Wuji, how dare you!"

"Do you really think you can cover the sky with one hand?"

The moment the two Sect Masters heard the Grand Pure Emperor's words, their eyes widened and they shouted. At the same time, they threw out their magical powers that had been prepared for a long time.

The huge wheel with rolling thunderbolts rotated at a high speed, crushing an abyss-like gully in the sky and crushing toward the Grand Pure Emperor.

A golden pen wrote the word "kill' in mid-air. In an instant, a solemn aura spread on the spot and covered the endless void, thinking about the Grand Pure Emperor.

There was no sorrow or joy in the Grand Pure Emperor's eyes. He looked at the two Sect Masters who were attacking him as if he were looking at two ants, flicking his fingers.

A ray of golden light shot straight out, as if it had pierced through the endless night. In an instant, it destroyed hundreds of high-rise wheels, crushed the thunderbolts, and then broke the golden pen, shaking the word "kill' into flowing light.

As the magic weapons of the two sect masters were destroyed, the parts above their chests exploded and flesh flew everywhere.

As soon as their souls left their bodies, a force distorted the universe and destroyed their souls.

The disciples who had followed the sect masters here were all frightened out of their wits.

Before they could react, another force suddenly appeared from the universe and pressed down.

More than a dozen cultivators quietly turned into flesh and blood mud and died completely.

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