Chapter 4029

Boom! Boom!

Boom! A series of terrifying golden saber projections soared into the sky, slicing through the surging killing intent of the formation.

Luke's face was deathly pale. He was practically using his full power to defend against the attacks of the formation.

However, just as Zhuowen had said, the power of this formation had already surpassed the Heaven Crushing Tier 4. Even though he was a powerful being of the Ancient Star Transformation Stage and possessed a formation disk that could find the eye of the formation, there was nothing he could do.

However, all of this was of no use. This grand formation had already exceeded the scope of his ability. No matter how he resisted, the final outcome would be death by this grand formation.

"Zhuowen, stop!

I am the Veluriyam King. If you dare to kill me, then you'll have thoroughly offended Huxley! "Luke said in a low voice.

Zhuo Wen hovered outside the formation, silently watching Luke fend off the attacks of the formation. He sneered, "So what if you're from the Huxu clan?

If you provoke me, Zhuowen, I'll destroy you all the same! "

Luke was both shocked and enraged. He didn't think that Mu Feng would be so bold as to not fear Huxley at all.

Mu Feng ignored Luke. He knew that Luke would not be able to escape death if he was trapped in this formation. There was no need for him to do it himself.

His gaze landed on the two servants that Luke had brought with him not far away.

"How … How is this possible?

Lord Luke, he's … trapped? "

The two subordinates trembled in fear when they saw Luke in such a sorry state. In particular, they felt a chill run down their spines when they sensed the gaze that Zhuowen was shooting at them.

"Run!"

The two of them were very decisive. They immediately unleashed their movement techniques and fled toward the Lin Mountain Range.

Even Luke was trapped, so how could they have the courage to face Zhuowen? Wouldn't that be courting death?

"Run?

Do you think you can escape? "

A sinister smile appeared on Zhuowen's face. Then, his right hand suddenly made a grabbing motion in the air.

Two shrill cries of agony sounded in the air.

Immediately afterward, not far from the gates of the Lin Mountain Range, two figures fell to the ground in a sorry state.

Lin Danshen looked over and was horrified to find that their limbs had been torn off and blood was spilling out. They looked very miserable.

"My Lord, please spare our lives. We were only following Lord Luke's orders. We had no choice!"

The two servants fell to their knees and kowtowed to Zhuowen, begging for mercy.

Zhuowen revealed a cold smile at the corners of his mouth. He naturally did not believe the words of these two people.

If these two were allowed to leave, they would undoubtedly report back to Huxley.

"I only believe in the dead!"

Zhuowen waved his sleeve, and two terrifying purple stars shot out, piercing the glabella of the two servants.

After casually killing Luke's two subordinates, Zhuowen's gaze fell on Lin Danshen.

Lin Danshen's scalp went numb. He didn't even dare to look at Zhuowen. He immediately knelt on the ground.

"My lord, Corridor God knows his mistake!

I'm willing to take responsibility for this. You can kill me, but please don't drag the Lin Family into this! "Corridor God Lin begged as he lay on the ground, trembling.

"Don't worry!

I won't touch the Lin Family, and I won't kill you!

However, I need you to hand over your soul imprint! "Zhuowen said calmly.

When Lin Danshen had first submitted to him, Zhuowen had not asked him to hand over his soul imprint.

Lin Danshen did not hesitate to hand over the soul imprint deep within his glabella.

"Take the Ancient Demon and the other two back to the Lin Family to recuperate!" Zhuowen said calmly.

Lin Danshen obeyed and left with the Ancient Demon, Demon King, and Hybrid Demon King. Zhuowen's gaze returned to Luke, who was still trapped in the formation.

At this moment, the formation's power was becoming more and more terrifying. The entire formation was a sea of destructive energy, attacking Luke from all directions.

Luke's injuries continued to increase, and as time passed, his aura became weaker and weaker.

Zhuo Wen knew that it wouldn't be long before Luke would completely perish inside the grand array.

Luke clearly knew what was going to happen to him, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Zhuowen, let's talk things over. As long as you let me go, I can give you anything!" Luke said loudly.

He was a peerless genius of Huxley, and he had just become King Huxley not long ago. He did not want to die like this.

The corners of Zhuo Wen's mouth revealed a faint smile as he said, "My request is very simple. Submit to me and become my slave!

Then you can live! "

Originally, Zhuowen had planned to kill Luke directly.

However, when he thought of Luke's identity, and if Luke was Huxley's spy, his chances of rescuing Shan Lingyun would be very high.

Luke's face darkened as he said in a low voice, "Zhuowen, don't go overboard. I'm one of the nine kings of Huxley, and you want me to submit to you and become your slave?"

Zhuowen grinned and said, "Since you're not willing, you'd better die!"

As he said that, Zhuowen formed a seal, and the power of the trap and kill formation increased significantly.

Luke spat out a mouthful of blood, and it became increasingly difficult for him to resist the attacks of the trap and kill formation. Even the golden stars around him became dim.

Moreover, the surface of the golden stars became bumpy, which was caused by the trap and kill formation's attacks.

Splat!

Suddenly, before Luke could react, a terrifying attack pierced through his right shoulder.

Fresh blood spurted out, and Luke's right arm broke, exploding into a cloud of blood.

Then, it was his left arm, right leg, and left leg.

Boom!

Another attack pierced through Luke's chest and nailed him to the ground.

Luke spat out a mouthful of blood, and his consciousness became blurry. His entire body was trembling violently.

The golden stars fell, and the golden sword broke.

Luke was already at the end of his rope.

"Zhuowen, I promise you, I'll submit to you. Don't kill me!"

Luke fell to the ground and looked at the countless attacks in the sky, which swept toward him like a torrential rain.

He was completely terrified, and he screamed, completely submitting.

Strangely, as soon as Luke said that, the torrential rain of attacks stopped completely, as if time had stopped.

Then, the invisible barrier around them gradually disappeared, and a figure slowly walked over.

"Luke, hand over your Spiritual Mark!"

Zhuowen looked down at Luke, whose limbs were broken, and said calmly.

Luke smiled bitterly. After so many years of cultivation, he knew that the winner was the king, and the loser was the bandit.

He handed over his Spiritual Mark without hesitation.

After Zhuowen put away his Spiritual Mark, he threw a bottle of healing pills to Luke, allowing him to heal himself.

Luke did not stand on ceremony. He used his Qi to open the bottle of healing pills, and began to consume them one by one to heal himself.

About an hour later, Luke's limbs had regenerated, and his injuries had also healed somewhat. At the very least, he could walk normally now.

"Master!"

Luke hurried to Zhuowen, who was sitting cross-legged on a rock not far away, and bowed respectfully to Zhuowen.

However, his gaze was very complicated. When he first met Zhuowen in the starry sky, the latter was still an ant that he could easily destroy.