The Soul Masters of Douluo Continent were abuzz with discussion.
Although I had seen Li Changqing make a move before, it was a palm strike from across the endless sea of boundaries, not as direct as this one.
At this moment, I look at the figure that emerged from the chaos.
Although the face is not clearly visible, only a vague outline can be seen.
But that transcendent, otherworldly quality, that aura that seemed to rise above all things, was deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.
Ning Rongrong stopped crying.
She raised her tear-streaked face and stared blankly at the approaching white-clad figure.
Bathed in that azure light, she felt all the chill and fear she had felt earlier vanish.
Instead, there is an unprecedented sense of security.
"Is he... the god of this place?"
Ning Rongrong muttered to herself.
Although it looks very strong, its entrance is full of swagger.
However, many powerful figures on the Douluo Continent side still harbored doubts.
"His imposing presence is impressive, but this golden-armored man is a ruthless character who is prepared to drag the entire region away."
"Moreover, that golden-armored man has a king from another realm backing him up."
"This battle will probably not be so easy."
Bibi Dong analyzed calmly.
In her view, this would inevitably be an earth-shattering and fierce battle.
In the picture.
Jin Yao stared at the figure that was walking on a blue lotus, his pupils suddenly shrinking to pinpoints.
fear.
A fear originating from the depths of his soul instantly took over his mind and body.
A person's name, a tree's shadow.
This is the terrifying being who just remotely repelled his ancestor, the Golden King!
"Damn it! How did he get here so fast?!"
Jin Yao roared inwardly.
But he quickly calmed down.
He remembered the trump card that his ancestor had given him before he left.
"What's there to be afraid of!"
"Our ancestor had already foreseen this. With the protection of an imperial weapon, even if we are no match for him, we can still escape unscathed!"
Thinking of this, Jin Yao took a deep breath, and his aura, no longer suppressed, surged wildly.
Just as he was about to say something polite, like "Li Changqing, you're late,"...
A chill suddenly descended.
Li Changqing stopped in his tracks.
He stood in the void, without deliberately releasing any pressure.
But those eyes calmly glanced at Jin Yao.
That one glance.
Heaven and earth fell silent.
Time seemed to freeze completely at that moment.
The surging sea of clouds came to a standstill.
The howling wind stopped.
Even the wildly circulating spiritual energy within Jin Yao's body froze as if it had encountered a natural enemy upon seeing this one glance.
"you..."
Jin Yao opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but found that he couldn't even move his tongue.
Li Changqing ignored his struggles.
His voice was very soft and faint.
Yet it was like the heavenly voice of the Great Dao, resounding in everyone's ears.
"Those who harm my human race."
"die."
The moment the words fell.
Li Changqing slowly raised his right hand.
With his slender index finger, he gently tapped the golden light in the distance.
There was no dazzling burst of light.
There was no earth-shattering event.
It's just a simple finger gesture.
Before his fingertips, a vibrant green lotus quietly bloomed.
Everlasting.
That is the ultimate expression of life, and also the ultimate expression of destruction.
The moment the blue lotus bloomed, the surrounding chaotic energy went berserk.
The space, like a mirror, shattered inch by inch under that single finger.
Jin Yao's proud protective divine light couldn't even block it for a moment, bursting like a soap bubble.
Next was his armor.
The golden armor, which was said to be able to withstand attacks from true immortals, turned into dust instantly.
"No--"
Jin Yao could only let out a desperate roar in his heart.
The next second.
His body, from head to toe, disintegrated instantly.
There were no bloody scenes of flesh and blood flying everywhere.
Because under the power of that Chaotic Green Lotus, all his matter, including his soul, was instantly decomposed into the most primitive particles.
Bang.
A muffled thud.
Just moments ago, Jin Yao was arrogant and looked down on all living beings as ants.
It vanished completely from the world.
Not a single crumb was left.
quiet.
A deathly silence.
Whether it's the members of the Taoist sect or the viewers of Douluo Continent.
At that moment, everyone's mouths were agape, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground.
"That's... all?"
Oscar rubbed his eyes hard, unable to believe what he was seeing.
"One finger?"
"Just a light touch of a finger?"
"That golden-armored man who could pull the sky down, is he really gone just like that?"
Everyone felt that their understanding was being trampled on.
What about the earth-shattering battle they envisioned?
What happened to their anticipated back-and-forth, all-out attack?
This is no battle.
This is clearly a crushing defeat!
It's like an adult casually crushing a cocky bug.
Before everyone could recover from their shock...
Mutation and regeneration.
Suddenly, black mist surged from where Jin Yao had been standing.
A crown as black as ink appeared out of thin air.
The crown was enveloped in a dense aura of immortality, which actually froze the shattered space around it.
Under the protection of that crown, Jin Yao's true spirit, which had originally dissipated, began to re-form.
"Hahaha!"
"Li Changqing! You want to kill me? Not so easy!"
Jin Yao, having reformed his form, let out a maniacal laugh.
He wore a black crown and his face was contorted with the grimace of someone who had survived a catastrophe.
"This is the supreme treasure of my immortal imperial clan, the Dark Crown!"
"It contains a trace of the primordial power of my Immortal King Ancestor!"
"Our ancestor foresaw your move and bestowed this treasure upon you to take your life!"
Jin Yao suddenly lifted the crown with both hands.
boom!
A terrifying aura, countless times stronger than before, erupted.
Within the crown, a blurry golden figure slowly rose to its feet.
That's the Golden King!
Although it was just a phantom, the unparalleled divine might of the Immortal King was real.
As soon as the phantom appeared, the entire Qingwei Heaven groaned in despair, as if it could not withstand the descent of this great god.
"Li Changqing! Prepare to die!"
The illusory image of the Golden King roared, raised its massive hand—enough to shatter stars—and slammed it down on Li Changqing.
This strike was a full-force attack from the Immortal King.
Its power was so great that it could completely sink the entire Qingwei Heaven.
On the Douluo Continent side, everyone exclaimed in surprise once again.
"There's another trick up your sleeve?!"
"Is this what they mean by 'beating the child brings in the elder'?"
Everyone's hearts were in their throats again.
Is this what high-level games are like?
Is there another twist after the first?
However.
Faced with this devastating counterattack.
Li Changqing's expression remained completely unchanged.
He didn't even frown.
He was watching a child waving a stick around.
"Noisy".
Li Changqing uttered two words calmly.
He did not make any further pronouncements.
Instead, he directly stretched out his palm and grabbed at the terrifying golden king phantom from afar.
This grab.
It was as if he held the entire world in his palm.
The enormous golden hand, which blotted out the sky, suddenly stopped a hundred meters away from Li Changqing.
(End of chapter)