Boom——
The Dao Seal and the Earth Vein Heavenly Fate torrent collided fiercely, terrifying space-ti ripples erupted instantly, sweeping through past and future, many Ancient Divine Mountains trembled violently, the countless Ancient Forbidden Techniques covering them crackled, flickering uncertainly, and shattered in an instant. Countless billions of miles of space-ti turned into Chaos, the elents of earth, water, fire, and wind rampant, as if the heavens and earth were just beginning, every Law collapsed inch by inch, yet incessantly reorganized.
The heavens and earth are replaying.
Light of billions of feet subrged everything; ordinary living creatures here, even those in the Realm of Ancient Myths, would have their Divine Souls evaporate into Void if they got slightly close.
As the light slightly dispersed, Chu Zheng’s figure swayed slightly, stepping back half a step, his Qi Blood surging around him, but his eyes beca even brighter.
At the instant of the clash, he could perceive that Shan Han’s mobilization of the power of Heavenly Fate was only a tenth or two, far inferior to his own.
Shan Han’s expression suddenly froze, his eyes flashed with disbelief, this all-out strike had utilized the heritage accumulated over endless years, yet now it was being directly t by this newly ascended Ancestor?!!
"Indeed you have so capital, but today, you will surely die! Suppress!"
Shan Han’s eyes flashed with ferocity, he roared, his face flushed, and he pressed his hands fiercely onto the River of Space-Ti.
In an instant, countless phantoms of Divine Mountains soared into the sky again from various places in the river, each one imposing and majestic, entwined with different Powers of Laws, so heavy, so sharp, so scorching, so icy cold...
Countless phantoms of Divine Mountains converged, integrating the limitless mountains and peaks of the Heaven and Earth Universe, transforming into a Supre Divine Mountain capable of crushing Myriad Heavens and Realms, locking onto Chu Zheng’s figure and suppressing down with a thunderous crash.
This practically mobilized all his origins, the power several tis greater than the previous strike, the Void was completely solidified, even ti beca viscous, intending to completely seal and refine Chu Zheng right there!
Chu Zheng felt imnse pressure, the bones around his body emitted a faint humming.
He took a deep breath, Dao sounds roared within him, preparing to unleash an even stronger ans.
At this mont, a sudden change occurred.
The side of the Supre Divine Mountain crashing down, a silent fissure opened in the Void, and a figure flashed out like a specter; it was the long-hidden Sun-Eroding Cry.
The timing he seized was exquisitely balanced, precisely the mont when Shan Han fully mobilized his heritage, most closely connected with the River of Space-Ti, but most neglected his own defense.
He said nothing, his face stern as Cold Iron, delivering a punch, without Shan Han’s earth-shattering montum, or Chu Zheng’s world-opening phenona, only the utmost condensation, and pure extre terrifying force!
On the punch’s edge, dark-gold skin, nurous immortal Martial Arts Battle Patterns instantly lit up, suddenly awakening, transforming into countless miniature Martial Divine Forms roaring.
The majestic and vast Qi Blood Power was restrained to the extre, condensed to a point, where the punch passed, the Void did not shatter, but silently vanished, reverting to the most primal Void.
This punch represented the pinnacle of Martial Path, the extre of power, annihilating all laws, enough to crush through the years!
Crack——
Sun-Eroding Cry’s ticulously prepared punch landed with precision on the phantom of that Supre Divine Mountain.
This strike seed to shatter the pillar supporting the Universe, the Supre Divine Peak that gathered nurous Divine Mountains and Ancient Peaks trembled violently, from within ca a tooth-aching sound of collapse, countless runes instantly dimd and shattered.
On the massive mountain phantoms, from the punch’s impact point as the center, enormous cracks frantically spread, covering the entire mountain in an instant!
Rumble——
The millions of divine mountain phantoms wailed, finally unable to maintain their form, and exploded with a thunderous roar, the terrifying energy lost control, pouring madly in all directions, stirring up waves in the River of Space-Ti.
Pfft——
The Divine Skill being forcibly broken, under the backlash of the Qi Machine, Shan Han the Ancient Ancestor’s body shook violently, spitting out a mouthful of pale-golden Ancestor Blood, where the blood dropped, the Void was scorched through.
For the first ti, his face showed horror and incredulity!
"Sun-Eroding Cry?! Master of Martial Pavilion, you... you actually tead up with him?! Why would you ddle in my Shan Clan’s affairs?!"
He never expected that Chu Zheng did not co alone, but there was actually a Martial Ancestor more powerful than him, Sun-Eroding Cry would personally back him up!
"Heavenly Fate is being reestablished, it is the trend of the tis, I do not wish to enter the Universe after death."
Sun-Eroding Cry’s tone was calm, his figure solidified, standing with Chu Zheng to his left and right, subtly locking onto Shan Han’s Qi Machine.
Having made his choice, he would not hesitate at all, hesitance is a great taboo of the Martial Path.
"The trend of the tis... what is the trend?!"
Shan Han knew today would be hard to conclude peacefully, plunged into utter madness:
"If you want to kill for fortune, then exchange your life for it!"
He burned Ancestor Blood, at the center of his forehead, the Seal of Space-Ti Law, dazzling to the extre, invoking the Heavenly Fortune Power belonging to him in the unseen, reinforcing himself, and unleashed a desperate Forbidden Secret Technique.
"Throughout ages, the green mountains and Ancient Divine Peaks have buried countless heroic souls, today the two of you will be buried with , consider it a fortune for you in three lives!"
The light around Shan Han instantly dimd, a Divine Mountain reappeared behind him, now perated with boundless deathly decay, spreading through space-ti, transforming into gray-black shackles, wrapping around Chu Zheng and Sun-Eroding Cry, seeking to erode their Ancestor Bodies, extinguish their Souls.
Simultaneously, he transford into a stream of light, rging with the mountain, carrying the accumulated resentnt and death aura of Ancient Peaks, like a falling ancient Star, crashing towards Chu Zheng.
At the very least, he wanted to drag one to the Yellow Springs with him, and compared to Sun-Eroding Cry, Chu Zheng was evidently more suitable.
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