This is Xiao Jie’s first ti fully utilizing the Ancestor Holy Dragon Form, directly activating the Origin Power, reaching the true peak strength!
Annihilation Breath---!!!
The gigantic dragon opened its massive mouth, and a golden light beam erupted explosively! Wherever the light beam passed, space twisted, shattered, leaving a pitch-black crack!
This Ancestor Holy Dragon truly lives up to its reputation as an Ancient Saint-level creature! The power of its breath far exceeds the attack of an ordinary Daluo Golden Immortal!
Boom---!!!
This ti, it finally smashed through the mysterious protective magic of the white-robed Taoist!
The golden light beam crashed fiercely onto the white-robed Taoist, spraying energy ripples into the sky!
-49785!
A bright red damage number floated up from the white-robed Taoist’s head.
Nearly fifty thousand damage.
Looks significant, but compared to the more than three hundred million blood volu on the white-robed Taoist’s head—it’s quite insufficient.
However, this strike at least created an opportunity for everyone else!
The invisible force field around the white-robed Taoist seed to have been annihilated by his Annihilation Breath—at least temporarily vanished!
"Now’s the ti—attack with all your might!"
The Full-ti Expert shouted, both hands swung together! One Zhenyuan Sword Gang after another slashed down in a chain, each sword leaving deep marks on the white-robed Taoist’s body!
Yet the white-robed Taoist’s body seed like a phantom, each sword mark could only exist for a mont before automatically restoring.
Luckily, the damage numbers popping up indicated the attacks were still effective.
Emperor Shitian’s fleet was also opening fire frantically! All main and secondary cannons roared simultaneously, beams of various colors bombarded the white-robed Taoist like there was no cost!
The white-robed Taoist was under a concentrated assault from three people, bright red damage numbers kept appearing on his head—
However...
It’s still too slow.
The crowd bombarded wildly for quite a while, yet they hadn’t even dealt 1% of the white-robed Taoist’s blood volu—not even 0.5%.
Xiao Jie roughly estimated—this output over a minute added up to maybe sixty or seventy thousand damage.
"I’m done! Retreat, retreat, retreat!"
I am a farr’s voice suddenly ca.
At that mont, the protective magic around him had already been completely dissipated by the rainbow light—the Nine Profound Return Origin Shield had long shattered, the Mixed Elent Golden Body had been erased, leaving only a thin layer of Protective Spirit Light, like a flickering candle in the wind.
Taixu Xuanzhen was trying his best to add shields for him—a layer was generated, then shattered; generated again, shattered again. But the speed of generation couldn’t keep up with the speed of shattering.
With the Golden Body broken, I am a farr could only rely on his formidable physical body to resist the Demon Lord’s attacks.
Above his head, three golden flowers slowly appeared—
Three Flowers Gathering at the Top!
Theoretically, as long as the three flowers remain, the Daluo is immortal.
Yet the Demon Lord rely glanced at him, casually blew a breath—
Whoosh—
The three golden flowers instantly vanished without a trace! Like candle flas blown out by the wind!
"Damn—!"
I am a farr only had ti to let out a wail and vanished in that breath, turned to ashes! Without even the chance to resist!
Xiao Jie’s heart sank.
The main Tank is gone.
The remaining four suddenly lost their fighting spirit.
"Retreat!"
The Full-ti Expert ordered, and the four shot urgently in the direction they ca!
Yet—
Looking around, where was the exit?
Everywhere was obscured by endless stars and void!
Front, back, left, right were all starry skies—it’s like they had unknowingly been moved to the depths of the universe!
Even the corridor they arrived through was nowhere to be found!
The four quickly gathered in one place, flying towards the endless starry sky in front, urgently discussing counterasures.
"Taixu! Open the door quickly!" Emperor Shitian shouted.
Taixu Xuanzhen attempted to perform the Space Immortal Technique but just shook his head: "Can’t open it! Space has been locked! The Demon Lord has sealed the entire battlefield, I can’t break it!"
"Brother Tian! Where’s your ti machine? Get that thing that can traverse space and ti out! Teleport us out!"
Emperor Shitian tried also, but similarly shook his head: "Useless! Ti is locked too! No matter how I adjust the flow of ti, I can’t escape this space!"
Xiao Jie silently attempted the Thousand Miles Instant Movent Skill but had no response as well.
The hearts of the four sank simultaneously.
Suddenly—
A gigantic shadow hovered over their heads!
Xiao Jie looked up, his pupils contracted sharply!
The Demon Lord—the white-robed Taoist—had sohow grown to the size of a planet!
His body sprawled across the void, head above endless darkness, feet on endless star rivers. That expressionless thin face was now gazing down at the four like a deity looking down on ants.
He stretched out his hand.
The hand covered the sky and sun, five fingers like five Heavenly Pillars, slowly reaching toward them.
Xiao Jie wanted to fly away, but realized—no matter which direction he flew in, he remained stationary! He desperately activated tunneling light, speed ripping space, yet as if running on a treadmill, not advancing a single step!
He realized—this must be so super-powerful space magic. But with their Daluo Golden Immortal cultivation, they couldn’t understand or crack it.
The massive hand gently cupped.
The four were caught in its palm.
Five fingers clenched.
Space all around squeezed in!
Xiao Jie could feel—not the physical body being compressed, but "existence" itself being compressed! As if being shrunk from three dinsions to two, from two dinsions to one, from one dinsion to void!
Bam bam bam bam—!
Four blood mists exploded in the giant palm.
Like four ants crushed to death.
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