At the same time.

"Quick!!! Speed up! Northwestern direction! Di Ge, your team is the closest, speed up and reach there as soon as possible!" While driving Su Chen to the extreme towards the northwest direction, Di Jie transmitted messages to the other members of the Di Family.

With a clash between Su Chen and Di Que, the space seal was torn apart, the atmosphere of battle was already scorching. Although Di Jie was far away, he could vaguely determine the position.

But it was precisely because he was far away that he knew it would take him at least the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to arrive, which was already very fast. In the Primeval River Storm, such speed was already defying the heavens.

Yet the time it takes for an incense stick to burn was more than enough for the battle between Su Chen and Di Que’s group of eleven. If Di Que’s party couldn’t match up, Su Chen might have killed the eleven and left within that time.

Di Jie was naturally anxious.

He had to instruct Di Ge.

Di Ge was one of the Supreme Elders and, moreover, stronger than Di Que. Among the seven Supreme Elders, Di Ge ranked second. Although, in recent hundreds of thousands of years, he was challenged and eyed by Di Que, Di Ge still held his position above Di Que to date.

If Di Ge led the eleven members of the Di Family, along with the eleven led by Di Que, a total of twenty-two people, there should be a great chance to annihilate Su Chen.

Additionally, Di Jie sensed that Di Ge and his team needed at most about a hundred breaths to reach Di Que’s group.

"Yes, Patriarch!" Di Ge and his eleven men swiftly moved towards the northwest direction. Di Ge himself was serious-faced, pushing his speed to its utmost, constantly breaking through the Primeval River Storm ahead to reduce the resistance for the Di Family members behind him.

And just as the other members of the Di Family were frantically hastening...

Boom...

One of the two swords that Su Chen suddenly thrust out collided with Di Que’s saber once again.

The formidable momentum was imaginable, the already torn space was completely ripped open again, and the surrounding black holes born from the Primeval River Storm expanded hundreds of meters in diameter once more.

The purest Sword Intent and Sword Intent seemed to have a soul of their own, both intent-gathered into shape, striking against, devouring, and clashing with each other, creating an astonishingly visual effect.

However, the result remained almost the same.

Barely even.

Why barely? Because in this clash, Su Chen’s Sword Light had the advantage, evidently, Di Que took a step back, and there was a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Of course, these were not important, nor were they what Su Chen cared about.

Su Chen was more concerned with the other sword among the two he simultaneously thrust out, the one targeting Second Elder Di Qu!!!

Di Qu, who had just been rescued by Di Que moments ago, was still in shock, and unexpectedly, before he could catch a breath, Su Chen launched another deadly attack.

He directly felt as if he was stepping into a coffin, practically doomed.

"Ah..."

With a hideously twisted face, he roared desperately, using all means at his disposal in this life-and-death moment, without caring about anything else.

This included the Nine Explosions Pill, an elixir that destructively elevates one’s strength but damages the martial foundation in return.

This kind of elixir is useful only in life-and-death situations.

Di Qu had obtained it from a ruin early on, and after millions of years, he had never used it, nor thought he ever would.

Yet he just used it.

Additionally, he relentlessly spat out three large mouthfuls of Essence Blood, spraying it onto the longsword in his hand, almost giving the sword a soul, making it several times fiercer, so fierce that a single glance could nearly damage the soul.

This was also a life-risking method, the three mouthfuls of Essence Blood almost drained half of Di Qu’s martial essence.

More insanely, Di Qu directly burned his own lifespan, which is indeed burnable, especially for a Martial Cultivator who has reached the Human Lord level. Though not undying and indestructible, they possess a lifespan of around 30 million years.

Di Qu, currently almost 20 million years old, and the remaining over ten million years of lifespan, burned eight million in one go, truly a madman among madmen.

And with the burning of these eight million years of lifespan, it was evident that Di Qu visibly aged significantly, and the Death Energy on him skyrocketed.

Three insane, life-forfeiting methods, all deployed at once, hinted at Di Qu’s despair.

Only he could feel that kind of chilling despair after being locked by Su Chen’s Sword Light.

Precisely because of this, he was willing to pay such a tremendous price.

Just to survive.

And as Di Qu implemented these three life-forfeiting methods.

Di Qu’s body, shaking uncontrollably, let out intermittent, mournful, piercingly harsh explosions.

His aura inflated nearly ten times within a brief moment!!!

Di Qu originally only had the third level of the Human Lord Realm strength, but at this moment, he reached the level of strength at the later stage or even the Peak Phase of the Fifth Level of the Human Lord Realm.

And this strength was converted into a single sword strike.

Swish...

This sword was of course the epitome of Di Qu’s prowess.

It almost encompassed all the sword moves and martial skills he had cultivated throughout his life. This strike was the culmination of his martial arts. He had seldom used it before, because the power was too great, and more so due to the immense expenditure.

Indeed, after launching this strike, the already rapidly aging, severely injured Di Qu nearly fainted.

Di Qu’s sword exhibited a silvery white, an exceedingly glaring silvery white, which looked would almost rip apart one’s mind, delicate, thin... reaching unparalleled speed, advancing with unmatched fearlessness.

In moments.

Su Chen’s sword and Di Qu’s sword.

Encountered.

Di Qu’s eyes widened viciously, hoping for some miracle?

Yet.

The moment they met, before even a ten-thousandth of a breath passed...

Di Qu despaired.

He clearly saw that despite spending so much Vitality, burning so much Essence Blood, lifespan, etc., completely a no-regrets, do-or-die strike.

It... it... it still shattered like paper.

Ridiculous.

Simply ridiculous.

Completely ripped apart and broken by Su Chen’s sword with ease!

"Hahahahaha..." Di Qu laughed desperately, his laughter filled with regret, self-mockery, unwillingness, and despair...

In the last moment of life, Di Qu’s final thought was, Patriarch! Maybe this mighty force of the Di Family really might be destroyed by one person, really be destroyed by this young man!

In the blink of an eye.

Di Qu’s laughter abruptly ceased.

Transformed into Shattered Void.

Divine Soul and Physical Body turned into Shattered Void simultaneously.