"You three useless things, actually bringing outsiders to the Immortal teor Valley, wait until I deal with him before I punish you!"
Cang Huang was overwhelmingly domineering, and his tone had changed since he advanced to beco a Quasi-Immortal King.
In the past, as fellow Sect Masters, they were equal in status, but now he treated Cheng Pin and the other two with the deanor of a superior, as if a monarch looking down on his subjects, his authority unsurpassed.
The hearts of the Cheng Pin trio were shocked beyond asure; how could they have anticipated that Cang Huang would truly break through to beco a Quasi-Immortal King?
With "Immortal King" in the title, that was an entirely different level of being, rging with the Great Dao, carrying the might of heaven, lofty and high above.
At this mont, the Cheng Pin trio dared not offend his supre authority, thus they stood rigidly, not even daring to breathe heavily.
"I see you don't know what's good for you!" Cang Huang's eyes were cold and indifferent, and seeing that Yang Ji had no intention of handing over the "Sword" character, he struck with a swift and decisive palm.
This palm carried an ultimate will, enveloped in the majesty of the Heavenly Dao and the terrifying Dao Principles of a Quasi-Immortal King.
One palm was enough to crush eternity, causing immortals to die and gods and demons to vanish.
Yang Ji felt as though the end had co, with the fabric of reality twisting, the void collapsing, and this palm intent on utterly obliterating him.
Originally, he thought that by advancing to beco a Great Luo Immortal Sage, he could spar with a Quasi-Immortal King.
But Yang Ji realized he was wrong, whether it was facing a Quasi-Immortal King of the Dark Tribe as a Golden Immortal, or now as a Great Luo Immortal Sage facing Cang Huang.
What surged from the depths of his heart was a sense of powerlessness, and even fear.
This fear, as if innate, was reverence and awe for the life at the level of "Quasi-Immortal King," the imposing presence of the Immortal Dao pervading his mind through the Great Dao.
A Quasi-Immortal King, bearing the title of Immortal King, was supre.
"Ti-Space Imprisonnt! Death added!" Yang Ji felt enormous pressure, roared furiously, and unleashed all his strength.
The Wings of Ti-Space, which had reached the level of a Quasi-Immortal King Weapon, shook wildly, fixing ti-space in place. At the sa ti, the fully mastered ultimate Immortal Technique "Death Seal" was cast by him towards Cang Huang.
Using these two techniques in quick succession, he actually withstood Cang Huang's palm, preventing it from pressing down.
"Hmm? Ultimate Immortal Technique, Quasi-Immortal King Weapon?" Cang Huang's expression changed, showing considerable astonishnt.
"He withstood it, he actually withstood a move from a Quasi-Immortal King!" The Cheng Pin trio were shocked.
"Hmph! The delusion of stopping a chariot with an arm, overestimating your capabilities, do you think you can defy the will of a Quasi-Immortal King?" Cang Huang's expression chilled, and the Dao Principles of a Quasi-Immortal King surged wildly on his palm, the light beneath it intensifying greatly.
Ti-Space Imprisonnt shattered instantly, and the Death Seal collapsed!
Yang Ji's strongest techniques were completely disintegrated.
The Dao Principles of the Quasi-Immortal King were terrifying as such, calling forth the endless power of the Great Dao, impossible to contend with.
Yang Ji's face changed and changed again.
"I'll take your ultimate Immortal Technique and Quasi-Immortal King Weapon together!" Beneath Cang Huang's indifferent gaze, a trace of greed erged.
Raising his hand, he pointed a finger to blast Yang Ji's head apart.
Boom!
The burst of energy was unimaginable, far beyond what any Great Luo Immortal Sage could withstand, even Yang Ji with his fully realized ultimate Immortal Technique and Quasi-Immortal King Weapon.
This was simply not a fight at the sa level.
As the pressure of the finger descended, Yang Ji let out a guttural roar; Ti-Space Imprisonnt broke again, and his punch infused with twenty-six types of the Great Dao also collapsed, utterly unsolvable.
Everything shattered!
"I refuse to believe the Quasi-Immortal King is unassailable!" Yang Ji's fighting spirit boiled over, and with a grand gesture, he drew out a yellow Spell Paper, filled with the mystic aura of fate—it was none other than the Curse of Hastened Death.
"With the Law of Dao Destiny as fire, burn this paper, burn!"
Yang Ji cried out in his heart, the Law of Dao Destiny activating, transforming into flas that surged forth, igniting the Curse of Hastened Death.
The Spell Paper burned, looking like a fire yet not a fire, the twisted yellow flas resembling Great Dao talismans.
The mont it touched Cang Huang's finger, the flas of fate spread up it, and with a bang, the fire raged, engulfing him in an instant.
"Ah, what kind of fire is this?" Cang Huang let out a miserable scream, discovering to his horror that the fire was consuming his lifespan, his vitality, his cause and effect, his everything—it couldn't be extinguished, and even the Dao Principles of a Quasi-Immortal King struggled to keep it at bay; panic set in.
He tried to exterminate Yang Ji, only to find that even the Dao Principles of a Quasi-Immortal King were being burnt up.
"How is this possible? This can't be..." In his screams, Cang Huang seed frenzied, "How can my Dao Principles burn? These are Quasi-Immortal King's Dao Principles, aren't they?"
During his howls, his flesh rapidly withered, his life force drained away.
In just the span of a few breaths, his body's Dao Principles burned away to nothing, his physical form reduced to ash, and his Primordial Spirit let out a final cry before scattering to the winds.
A chill wind blew past, leaving nothing behind, every trace gone without a mark.
Cang Huang was dead, a once-mighty Quasi-Immortal King, dying so ignobly!
The Cheng Pin trio were left with their scalps practically exploding, their expressions frantic, their bodies trembling, and their mouths quivering with inaudible words of shock.
Not only were they shocked, but even Yang Ji was taken aback; he knew that the burning of the Curse of Hastened Death could unleash its greatest power, but he never imagined it would be so terrifying.
Even a Quasi-Immortal King could be killed!
"Boss, that was shocking; that was a Quasi-Immortal King, and he was just burned to death?" Buddha Child said in amazent.
"The Curse of Hastened Death, it really hastens death! Far too extraordinary." Even the Rail Wooden Box was taken aback.
"Boss, how many such Curse of Hastened Death Papers do you have left? Doesn't that an you have several chances to kill a Quasi-Immortal King? I wonder if it could kill an Immortal King?" Buddha Child was excited, "If it can, that's truly invincible."
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