Ye Donghe shuddered from head to toe.

The old butcher’s murderous intent swept forth like an avalanche or tidal wave, locking firmly onto him.

In that moment, his scalp went numb, and his skin prickled as he sensed a lethal threat.

“Cut!” Ye Donghe bellowed, and a silver Dao Sword appeared, arcing through the air like a graceful ice dragon. It brought with it the abundant energy of Profound Dao Laws as it furiously cleaved through the sky.

How terrifying was it when a Profound Serenity expert attacked?

The attendees beneath the Imperial retreated in alarm, no exceptions, then sought refuge beneath the power of the Ancestral Hall’s defensive formation.

And the Emperors? All of them circulated their cultivation bases before neutralizing the effects of this terrifying power.

But the old butcher didn’t so much as dodge. He just snorted coldly and slapped from afar.

Clang!!!

The silver Dao Sword shook violently and wailed as the impact sent it flying. It swayed in midair, as if it were drunk. Its ear-piercing wails rang out nonstop.

Ye Donghe’s expression changed dramatically.

But before he could adjust his approach, the old butcher charged over, filling the air with monstrous murderous intent.

“Kneel!” The old butcher raised...