Chapter 6309: Shaking

"Slash!!"

Xiao Fan delivered a fierce slash, striking toward the Celestial Beast God.

This strike contained the Power of the Imperial Dao and the Power of the Mortal Immortal.

In Xiao Fan's view, it would certainly be enough to severely injure the Celestial Beast God.

However, the blood-dripping short blade in the Celestial Beast God's hand twisted in a bizarre manner.

Xiao Fan's full-power strike was twisted and gradually dissipated into nothingness.

Xiao Fan's pupils contracted, and he stared at this scene in disbelief.

"You… how did you do that?!" Xiao Fan was astonished.

"Hahaha… why do you think I am called the Celestial Beast God? All Sacred Beasts in this world are my slaves, all of them!" the Celestial Beast God declared proudly.

"So what if they are slaves?!" Xiao Fan said in a low voice.

"Do you see this? This short blade in my hand has been tempered with the Divine Souls and Essence Blood of countless Beast Kings I have slaughtered! I can use their Divine Souls to activate my Innate Divine Ability and twist any of your attacks! Even the Power of the Imperial Dao! It is all the same!" the Celestial Beast God said coldly.

"Even the Power of the Imperial Dao can be twisted?!" Xiao Fan frowned and said in a low voice, "Heh heh… if you could twist the Power of the Imperial Dao, would you still be loyal to Immortal Emperor Hongyu?!"

In Xiao Fan's view, the Celestial Beast God had some tricks up his sleeve, but they were merely tricks.

Xiao Fan himself was also aware that his mastery of the Power of the Imperial Dao was not yet perfect.

It was reasonable that it could be neutralized by the Celestial Beast God's methods.

"Heh heh heh… sharp-tongued! Come on! Stop wasting time." the Celestial Beast God said coldly.

"Heh heh heh… so you can twist things, right? Let me see how long you can keep that up!" Xiao Fan sneered, took a step forward, and charged at the Celestial Beast God.

On the other side, the Heavenly Slaughter God was battling the others.

Ying Rongrong, Cao Wusheng, Fang Yu, Mu Wu, Situ Dongfang, Chi Aotian, Jiang Ye, and other top-tier Prodigies were charging at the forefront, while the others continuously disrupted the Heavenly Slaughter God.

Their coordination was seamless; even the Heavenly Slaughter God, who was at the Immortal King level, could do nothing about it for the time being.

"You all deserve to die!!" the Heavenly Slaughter God roared, swinging the beast head in his hand with great force.

The beast head came crashing down, sending Ying Rongrong flying.

"Pfft…" Ying Rongrong spat out a mouthful of blood, her face turning deathly pale.

The Heavenly Slaughter God intended to press his advantage and eliminate a few of them first.

However, he was firmly blocked by Cao Wusheng and Situ Dongfang.

Right now, every one of these top-tier Prodigies was crucial to keeping the Heavenly Slaughter God in check.

If any one of them were missing, they would instantly collapse and fall apart.

Ying Rongrong wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and swallowed a handful of Medicinal Pills.

"Fight!!" Ying Rongrong roared, transforming herself into a fierce Spear Intent and attacking the Heavenly Slaughter God.

At the same time, Fang Yu formed hand seals with one hand, and a Dharma Body appeared behind him—it was the Dharma image of the Ghost Mother Immortal King.

With a "boom," the Ghost Mother Immortal King's Dharma Body moved, striking toward the Heavenly Slaughter God.

Compared to Ying Rongrong, the Ghost Mother Immortal King's Dharma Body naturally posed a greater threat.

The Heavenly Slaughter God swung the beast head in his hand, shattering the Ghost Mother Immortal King's Dharma Body with a single strike. Fang Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, suffering severe backlash.

But at the same time, Ying Rongrong's spear also pierced into the Heavenly Slaughter God's chest.

It pierced half an inch into his chest, but no matter how hard Ying Rongrong pushed, it wouldn't go in any further.

"You dare to injure this God! You have a death wish!" the Heavenly Slaughter God raged, swinging the beast head toward Ying Rongrong.

At the critical moment, Ying Rongrong abandoned her spear and immediately retreated.

Otherwise, if she had been hit by the beast head in the Heavenly Slaughter God's hand, she would have been either killed or severely injured.

Ying Rongrong escaped, her face deathly pale, as she stared intensely at the Heavenly Slaughter God.

Cao Wusheng, Mu Wu, and Jiang Ye moved, simultaneously setting up a Barrier from three sides, attempting to temporarily trap the Heavenly Slaughter God.

Who would have thought that the Heavenly Slaughter God would simply wave the beast head in his hand lightly, using brute force to break all techniques, and send them flying.

At this moment, Chi Aotian, Zhang Yiteng, and a group of others joined forces, blasting a black beam of light that struck the Heavenly Slaughter God in the back.

The Heavenly Slaughter God was knocked off balance, furious.

A group of ants, by joining forces, had actually managed to shake him, an exalted Immortal King.