Chapter 358 - Number One in the World (1/2)

After the intense flames disappeared, a massive 100 kilometer wide hole appeared in the ground. It was pitch black within, looking like an abyss to hell.

Black smoke billowed, and an incredibly powerful aura, like heavenly might, still lingered.

Jiang Wudi flew high in the air and frowned as he looked over. Suddenly, a look of joy appeared on his face.

Zhou Xuanji could be seen with his head hanging low, his body drenched with blood. Whiteness could even be seen at some of his joints, and he floated above the 100 kilometer wide hole, still holding the Ancient God Sword with his right hand, the blade stabbed through Liu Wuji’s chest.

Liu Wuji’s expression was savage, but his eyes had lost their light and his body did not move.

It looked like he was dead.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Wudi, Li Yinyu, and the others felt indescribably relieved.

Zhou Xuanji actually won.

He had killed the unbeatable Liu Wuji.

At that moment, they all felt as if they were dreaming.

“The Sword Emperor is mighty!”

“So powerful!”

“Liu Wuji was a Seventh Tribulation Scattered Immortal! No, he was beyond that!”

“Savior!”

“He finally won!”

At that moment, Zhou Xuanji and Liu Wuji suddenly plummeted.

Daoseeker’s expression fell. He instinctively rushed out, but his arm was grabbed by the man in the woven rush raincoat, stopping him.

“What are you doing?” Daoseeker asked in a low voice, wanting to break free from the man in the woven rush raincoat.

The man in the woven rush raincoat shook his head and pointed towards the sky, and Daoseeker’s expression became grave.

Tribulation Executives could not interfere with worldly people and affairs, and this included saving them.

As he hesitated, Zhou Xuanji and Liu Wuji had already fallen into the darkness and disappeared.

Daoseeker sighed before turning and leaving.

The man in the woven rush raincoat thought to himself for a moment before leaving in a different direction.

The massive battle had finally concluded.

All of the spectators came to the edge of the hole and looked down at the darkness below, feeling a lingering fear.

“Will the Sword Emperor be fine?” A cultivator nervously asked.

He used his senses to sweep below, but he could not reach the bottom of the hole.

Jiang Wudi glared at him and cursed out, “The Sword Emperor is so powerful and is overflowing with Fate; do you think he’ll be fine?”

Li Yinyu stroked his chin and said, “There are ripples of a spatial boundary’s aura below, so don’t fall in. Unless you’re as powerful as the Sword Emperor or Liu Wuji, you’ll most likely be doomed.”

Hearing this, everyone quickly retreated.

The various factions remained there for three days and nights but did not see Liu Wuji reappear, so they all went to spread the news.

Liu Wuji had been killed by the Sword Emperor.

That month, the Canghai Ziggurat updated the Northern Wilderness’ Top 100, and Zhou Xuanji became number one in the world.

Even though he had not defeated Yang Di, he had defeated Liu Wuji.

Liu Wuji was someone who had at least Seventh Tribulation Scattered Immortal cultivation, if not higher.

Yang Di became second in the world, and even though Sun Hill had been destroyed, there was no evidence that Yang Di had fallen.

Zhou Xuanji did not know how long it had since he had regained consciousness, and his body ached everywhere.

He opened his eyes with great difficulty, and he seemed to see a night sky with a blood-red crescent moon.