The mask shattered.

More than a dozen black-robed figures were all taken aback.

"Damn it, this guy’s really troublesome.”

"A bunch of rats, I wondered who you were,” True Martial Ancestor looked at these people.

His gaze swept over each of them.

"We’ve remembered you and the forces behind you.

Today, I’ll cut you down, annihilate your faction. .

This shall serve as a tribute to the might of my True Martial Holy Sect.”

True Martial Ancestor waved his hand, and the entire firmament was frozen solid.

The faces of the dozen black-robed individuals changed dramatically.

Because with their strength, they couldn’t break through this void to escape.

"What’s happening?”

"This guy’s strength is beyond their expectations.”

"Bring out the Ancestral Artifact,” one of them said.

His name was Vast Immortal King.

Of course, Immortal King was merely his title.

His true strength had long surpassed the Taoist Fruit Realm.

It’s said that the dozen black-robed figures in this ambush were almost all Dao Fruit Powerhouses.

A Great Saint didn’t even have the qualifications to come here.

Upon hearing Vast Immortal King’s words, the other few powerhouses nodded as well.

At this moment, powerful energies surged around several figures.

"Boom, boom.”

These forces converged, and in the center of the firmament, a bow and arrow appeared.

This bow was unlike any others people normally saw.

This was an entirely purple-black bow and arrow.

The bow carried a strong aura of murder.

Touch meant death.

Anyone seeing it would feel it was a fierce bow.

"Bliss Bow,” True Martial Ancestor’s gaze narrowed.

"World Suppression Fierce Weapon, you even brought this out.”

This bow was indeed renowned.

In this core world, there were always legends.

There existed ten fierce weapons.

Each one possessed the power to destroy heaven and earth.

The history of the Bliss Bow was remarkably cruel.

Legend has it that years ago, a person wanting to craft a fierce weapon forged his own brother into a blade.

Unfortunately, his brother’s Divine Soul didn’t die.

It hid in the blade, growing stronger.

Later, when the time was ripe, he killed that person.

The brother felt dissatisfied.

He used the person’s spinal bone as the main material for the bow, joining several bones into a bow shape.

He braided the opponent’s tendons and skin into bowstrings, and crafted arrows with ribs.

When the Bliss Bow was born.

Its fierce aura swept across the world.

Within a thousand-mile radius, all living beings were devoured and died.

Of course, this was just the beginning.

Later, someone used this bow and arrow to kill countless people.

This bow and arrow seemed to symbolize doom.

Anyone who touched it lost their sanity, becoming a tool only for slaughter.

Since then, for thousands of years.

This bow and arrow killed countless people, ultimately growing into a fierce weapon.

And the fierce weapon was finally sealed by the Vast Sect.

Now with the Bliss Bow reborn, it must drink blood.

……

At this moment, as the Bliss Bow emerged.

Endless black aura gathered on the bow and arrow.

With a “boom”.

An arrow broke through the void, aiming to kill True Martial Ancestor.

True Martial Ancestor frowned slightly.

The black arrow surged with an intent of exile.

It didn’t aim to kill True Martial Ancestor, but to exile him.

After all, everyone knew.

Even a fierce weapon couldn’t kill the present True Martial Ancestor.

Only exiling him away.

Then killing all other members of the True Martial Holy Sect.

The void around True Martial Ancestor seemed frozen in place.

In the next moment, a massive black hole appeared.

Directly swallowing True Martial Ancestor.

Soon, the Bliss Bow once again regrouped.

The pitch-black arrow aimed at the entire True Martial Mountain.

With a “boom”.

Decay and collapse, an ultimate arrow burst forth.

"Careful,” Three-Blades Great Saint stepped forward first.

He saw his three blades cross the void, directly blocking the bow’s arrow.

With a “boom”.

The three blades were knocked away.

But the arrow’s momentum didn’t slow down, once again breaking through the void.

Light Holy Ancestor also stood out.

The Light Wheel in his hand transformed into a stream of light, wrapping around the black arrow, trying to weaken its power.

Yet it was still pierced by the black arrow.

Xu Zimei snorted coldly.

The black arrow had now become extremely fragile.

He raised the Tyrant Shadow slightly and shattered the black arrow completely.

Vast Immortal King was not in a hurry.

Instead, he said with indifference, “You can block one arrow, let’s see how many more you can block.”

The Bliss Bow regrouped once more.

Another arrow began to form.

Just as the black arrow was about to destroy everything, suddenly a large hand appeared.

Directly grabbing the Bliss Bow.

"How are you still here?” Vast Immortal King was shocked.

Because the one holding the Bliss Bow was True Martial Ancestor.

"Weapons may be strong, but you are as weak as ants.”

True Martial Ancestor said calmly.

With a wave of his right hand.

In the heavens, something seemed summoned.

Instantly, Heavenly Thunder descended.

Heavenly thunder rolled, divine might pulsating.

From countless miles away, a spear crossed over, shattering everything, splintering all.

Appearing in True Martial Ancestor’s hand.

"Heaven Challenge Weapon,” True Martial Ancestor looked at the spear.

Said calmly, “I have weapons too, but I disdain to use them on you.”

Speaking of this, True Martial Ancestor swept the spear horizontally.

Instantly, the momentum of the Bliss Bow weakened.

The gathered black arrow completely dissipated.

The spear tip lifted forward.

With a “boom”, the figures of Vast Immortal King and the rest were suddenly suppressed.

This left everyone inexplicably shocked.

Between the two spear movements, the battle’s outcome was decided.

Yet True Martial Ancestor’s target was naturally not the Vast Immortal King and his ilk.

His spear pointed at the firmament.

He said calmly, “Holy Court, I know you’re lurking in the shadows.

A bunch of cowardly turtles.

If you want to fight, then come out.

I don’t mind starting the Heaven Challenge battles early.”

Upon hearing True Martial Ancestor’s words, the firmament first fell silent.

Then, the originally tranquil skies seemed to lose something.

True Martial Ancestor knew that the Holy Court’s people had left.

Only then did he focus his gaze on Vast Immortal King.

"You… what do you want?”

The Immortal Kings were somewhat afraid.

"Starting now, find out these people’s factions.

Extinguish them one by one,” True Martial Ancestor said.

"No, we were misled by others,” Vast Immortal King hastily explained.

"We’re willing to ally with True Martial Ancestor.

We hope our senior can give us a chance.”

True Martial Ancestor lifted his head.

"Alliance, you’re not even fit to be dogs.”

"Do you know why?

Loyalty.”

Having said this, True Martial Ancestor waved his hand again.

The spear in hand pierced through everything.

Pinning the dozen Immortal Kings like skewered gourds, frozen in the void.

"Take them, let them witness the day of sect extermination one by one,” True Martial Ancestor said calmly.