Wu Hen's Thunder Treasure Palace beca splendidly resplendent after absorbing enough energy.
He raised this massive palace and hurled it toward the Peacock Evil Ming King.
The Peacock Evil Ming King flapped his wings to flee far away; when he spread his wings, it seed the world shrank, as if he completed a strange space crossing in an instant.
Just as Zhuang Yuan was about to use the Demon Buddha Divine Power, he suddenly looked up and found that Thunder Palace hurled by Wu Hen had, without his notice, also crossed space and majestically appeared above him.
With a thunderous crash, the Thunder Palace descended, crushing Zhuang Yuan into the midst of the mountains. In an instant, the thousand miles of mountain ranges seed to have countless Golden Dragons coiling, each taking turns biting at this Peacock Evil Ming King, scattering Zhuang Yuan's noble Peacock Scale Feather all over, now sared with blood.
The mysterious composition of those Peacock Scale Feathers was unknown—even when they detached, they flew into the mountains and transford into nurous Feathered Evil Infants, crying out as they greedily absorbed the essence of the earth and mountains.
The vast mountainous region where Zhuang Yuan resided visibly decayed and wilted as though all the life energy contained within living beings was entirely drained by those Feathered Evil Infants...
Soon, those Feathered Evil Infants regained their noble brightness, now bloated with energy, rapidly returning to Zhuang Yuan's body.
The damage previously caused by the Thunder Palace was fully healed, and his Evil Ming King's Clothes beca even more regal and sacred. As Zhuang Yuan unfurled his Peacock Tail, instantly opening it like a huge cloud obscuring the sky, the Peacock Feather in the sky manifested as bizarre Evil Infant heads, each with a single stellar eye, all staring intensely at Wu Hen's location, emitting a peculiar emotion akin to mockery.
Raising his head, Wu Hen felt the sight of dense Evil Infant eyes overhead was excessively horrifying, questioning whether Zhuang Yuan inherited so perverse fetish for evil spirits from myths.
"In my eyes, you've always been just a jumping clown." At this mont, Zhuang Yuan, rging malignity with divinity, harbored a mysterious disdain for Wu Hen.
As soon as these words were spoken, those bald Evil Infants erupted with terrifying evil power. There were hundreds of Peacock Feather Evil Infants, each akin to mini-stars burning fiercely, collectively unleashing waves of annihilating evil!
When Wu Hen saw this terrifying evil power approaching, he instinctively glanced towards the direction of the Red Robed Saint Ancestor.
Though unspoken, it seed to convey: What are you doing in a daze, quickly tell how to counteract it!
The Red Robed Saint Ancestor, arms crossed, responded to Wu Hen's gaze with a cold snort through his nose.
"When it's ti for you to speak, you remain silent. Wasn't I handling the opponent's tricks just fine before?" Wu Hen finally cursed aloud.
The Red Robed Saint Ancestor then replied, "I've never seen such power. If it were , I wouldn't allow him to absorb all life energy from beings. Naturally, his divine skill will consu an enormous amount of energy."
After all, it is high-dinsional power, and even as strong as the Red Robed Saint Ancestor is, he cannot penetrate every ti. These peculiar Evil Infants and the collectively erupting evil star superpowers defied the Red Robed Saint Ancestor's understanding of power. He admitted that the Peacock Evil Ming King held considerable strength, definitely an elite among the Night Leader's ranks...
Of course, the mysterious power of the opponent doesn't an Cai Qiong lacks ways to counter it. He would choose to suppress the opponent before they could employ such divine skills.
Wu Hen naturally knew the best thod to counter a powerful divine skill was to prevent its execution.
Initially, he didn't realize that those Peacock Feathers charred by his lightning would transform into Evil Infants absorbing energy...
Though now aware, he could utilize his War Track foresight to return to the mont before the opponent perford such a strange divine skill and destroy all the bizarre Evil Infant Peacock Feathers. Yet, facing Zhuang Yuan, he wouldn't use his Super Sensing Law.
Wu Hen temporarily avoided the sharp edge; he galloped through the regions between Infinite City and the Seven-Colored Mountain and Sea, diving into the densely built city at tis and hiding among the vividly colored mountains at others. Almost every pause he made would be accompanied by a terrifying evil star exploding, pouring down destructive energy from above.
One could see the exceptionally solid Infinite City turned into black ruins, and the spirit-filled forests were imdiately reduced to charcoal.
"Like a rat in a gutter, you flee so disgracefully. How dare you represent all humankind and claim the title of Black Immortal..." Zhuang Yuan, overlooking from above, relished in displaying the Peacock Evil Infant Feather.
Wu Hen initially thought that such powerful annihilating waves would quickly dissipate, and even the Red Robed Saint Ancestor ntioned that such power excessively consud life force. Yet the destructive energy from the blasts above kept rolling in waves; at this mont, he truly felt like a street rat—people on the streets kicked fiercely when spotting it, ensuring it wouldn't survive if trampled.
"Why hasn't it ended yet?" Wu Hen felt his breath growing weak, his body overheating, blood rushing through him. Maintaining such high-speed movent would inevitably burden his body. Watching as his skin tissue and muscle fibers began to ignite, Wu Hen realized that re dodging was pointless.
He took a deep breath, striving to seize the surrounding spiritual factors.
This particular adjustnt made Wu Hen perceive the surrounding Spiritual Breath as rather unwilling; upon reaching the Spirit Dominator Realm, Wu Hen no longer needed to absorb nature's spiritual energy actively, as it would gather around him reverently. However, the current perception was vastly different, as if all the Spiritual Breath converging on him was seized halfway.
Wu Hen activated his Spiritual Vision, using super perception to observe all energy flows, including the directions of Dark Energy.
Soon, Wu Hen noticed countless purple particles being vaporized to the air, forming streams of energy in all the areas being destroyed by the descending annihilating waves, all injected into the Evil Infant Peacock Feather!
"Destroy, extract, absorb, release... So this ford an energy cycle, which is why this seemingly life-consuming evil wave keeps falling like ceaseless rain." Wu Hen finally saw through the key to the opponent's divine skill.
The vast majority of destructive energy simply obliterates a region, erasing its entire vitality.
But the annihilating wave unleashed by the Evil Infant Peacock Feather resembles a high-dinsional squeezing machine, grinding everything into purple dust, transforming it into nutritious milk powder for the Evil Infants, which, upon receiving energy replenishnt, continue to blossom with annihilating evil waves. In simple terms, Zhuang Yuan's frightening ability isn't sourced from himself but rather through a clever transformation!
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