Dominating Martial King

Shen Buxun’s hands and head abruptly severed, forcibly cut off by a powerful sharp force.

"Divine Intent Saber?"

The mutilated Shen Buxun retreated frantically.

During his retreat, his divine body, towering over four hundred feet, was relentlessly struck by the dense saber net pursued by Luo Hou Star God, slashed more than a thousand times, almost turning him into a pile of meat scraps.

The largest piece among these meat scraps retreated a full eighty miles before transforming back into Shen Buxun.

However, his body was much smaller, now only the size of a mortal’s thumb.

Shen Buxun’s body rapidly recovered, simultaneously letting out an angry roar, "Shentianhuai, are you seeking death!"

Shen Buxun was furious beyond reason.

It was precisely because the power of the Southern Pole Star Lord had stalled that Chu Xisheng found the opportunity to strike at him with full force using the Divine Intent Saber.

If he hadn’t retreated in time, he would have completely turned into scraps of meat.

At that moment, Shen Buxun even suspected that the Southern Pole Star Lord had schemed against him, intending for him to die under Chu Xisheng’s blade!

But he soon noticed something amiss, as the Southern Pole Star Lord stood motionlessly in mid-air.

His face was pale as paper, his eyes unfocused, staring ahead.

Shen Buxun was perplexed and suspicious: "Southern Pole, what’s going on?"

This guy, who was just full of confidence and assurance, how did he suddenly become so despondent?

"It seems he’s finally sensed the presence of the Wood Sword Immortal."

Chu Xisheng let out a light laugh, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Want to rush back? You might still make it in time."

The Southern Pole Star Lord abruptly lowered his head, his eyes blazing red as he looked at Chu Xisheng: "What does he want to do? Why would he go to my Southern Pole Star? Is he planning to usurp my position as Star Lord? What a delusional thought."

"If he wanted to take over the Southern Pole Star, it wouldn’t look like this."

Chu Xisheng chuckled, meeting the gaze of the Southern Pole Star Lord: "You can’t possibly be oblivious, right? He went there to shatter the Southern Pole Star, obliterate the stars, and incidentally complete his Heavenly Slash secret ceremony!"

The Southern Pole Star Lord’s pupils abruptly widened, then he vigorously shook his head: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

He let out a laugh, more certain of his judgment: "His Sword Dao is strong, nearly matching an Emperor, but absolutely lacks the power to sever the Southern Pole Star, utterly impossible!"

The Southern Pole Star, an Emperor Level star, only slightly inferior to Ziwei Gouchen; how could the Wood Sword Immortal possibly cleave it?

No matter how destructive the Wood Sword Immortal is, he doesn’t have enough Primordial Power to support it.

Moreover, the Southern Pole Star represents life and the Primordial Magnetism Skill, with Divine Power endlessly thriving.

This must be an enemy diversion tactic by Chu Xisheng and his ilk, a luring away strategy, trying to force him to abandon this place and hurry back to the Southern Pole Star for rescue.

Yet, the Southern Pole Star Lord instinctively felt the logic was flawed.

His Primordial Spirit was frantically warning him, the heart already transformed to wood pounding violently, extreme unease and panic flooded his mind.

The Southern Pole Star Lord immediately suppressed all distracting thoughts, letting out a laugh.

"Absurd, simply absurd! Utterly delusional."

Boom!

At that moment, the Southern Pole Stars once again burst forth with bright light, shining more powerful Star Power in this place.

More Wooden Hands emerged outside the trunk of the Stone Locust Tree, in the tens of thousands, limitless; as well as the boundless Taiyi Divine Thunder, weaving a blinding sea of thunder in the sky, with the Primordial Magnetic Power becoming even more vast.

The Southern Pole Star Lord’s crimson eyes filled with kill intent, no matter what the Wood Sword Immortal’s purpose is, slaying this brat first was the right choice.

He needed a swift battle, to kill Chu Xisheng as quickly as possible, only then could he leave the Demon Realm Battlefront promptly, returning to the Southern Pole Star for rescue.

But just as those Wooden Hands were about to strike at Chu Xisheng in yet another overwhelming assault.

The soul body of the Southern Pole Star Lord suddenly twisted, and even the surface of the Stone Locust Tree oozed a sap-like blood.

At this moment, not only did his Divine Power substantially wane, but his face also showed extreme pain, his eyes filled with incredulity.

That Song Yan Nian, that lunatic, had actually attacked his Southern Pole Star!

The first sword of this Wood Sword Immortal had already cleaved a seventh of his Southern Pole Star.

The Southern Pole Star Lord’s face no longer bore any composure, as he suddenly let out a voice-straining roar: "Lower God Shentianhuai, summon several Ancestor God Emperors to assist in exterminating this scoundrel!"

At this very moment, he no longer had the confidence to slay Chu Xisheng!

And just as his words fell, the Battle Wind Realm’s heavens and earth underwent a transformation!