"How did they catch up so quickly? And completely unscathed?"
At the edge of the Heaven Breaking Domain, Zhuge Ming’s eyes nearly popped out as he watched Sun Wukong and Shen Lang sauntering leisurely toward them.
He had set up the most lethal great formation at the exit of the Dark Canyon, yet Shen Lang and the others seed completely unaffected?
"Why do you look so surprised to see us? Do you think we should be trapped and killed in your great formation by now?"
Shen Lang looked at Zhuge Ming with a face full of mockery, his gaze frosty.
"Second Prince, what are you talking about? I don’t understand!"
Zhuge Ming played dumb, determined not to admit anything, thinking Shen Lang had no evidence and wouldn’t easily make a move against them, right?
"Don’t understand? You’re pretending not to understand, aren’t you?"
Shen Lang sneered, "Zhuge Ming, do you think this prince won’t touch you just because there’s no evidence? Don’t forget, we’re in the Desolate Divine Realm; anything that happens here won’t be known to the outside world!"
"Second Prince! What do you an by this? Are you planning to attack us? Your current power is indeed strong, but do you really think you can keep all of us here? That’s unlikely, isn’t it?"
"As long as one person escapes and reports your actions to the Crown Prince, there will be no place for you in the Heavenly Bird Dynasty!"
Zhuge Ming looked at Shen Lang with a sinister gaze and said ruthlessly.
"Oh, really?"
Shen Lang looked as if he suddenly realized sothing, "Thanks for the reminder; otherwise, I wouldn’t have thought that I can’t let any of you escape!"
Hearing this, disbelief flashed in Zhuge Ming’s eyes, and he suddenly burst into wild laughter:
"Shen Lang, are you saying you plan to take us all down? Do you think that’s possible?"
Shen Lang and Sun Wukong exchanged a glance and laughed, "Whether it’s possible or not, we’ll know once we try!"
With those words, Shen Lang and Sun Wukong moved simultaneously, charging toward Zhuge Ming and his group.
"Hmph! I want to see how much you’ve improved!"
A cold light flashed in Zhuge Ming’s eyes as he charged straight at Shen Lang, while the others went for Sun Wukong.
His body gleaming, Zhuge Ming unleashed the family-inherited Qiankun Eight Trigrams Formation. Standing at the center of the formation map, his strength and speed instantly surged, and he unleashed the formation’s power, launching an overwhelming attack on Shen Lang.
"Co on!"
A hint of excitent flashed in Shen Lang’s eyes. Previously lacking cultivation, he could never hold his head high before Zhuge Ming, much less confront him, but now things were different. His cultivation had also broken through to the True God Realm, not much worse than Zhuge Ming’s!
In terms of strength, Shen Lang was confident he could crush Zhuge Ming!
Today was the day he’d wash away his sha!
"Purple Cloud Heart Fla!"
"Fierce Fist!"
The Purple Cloud Heart Fla surged out, enveloping Shen Lang entirely, making him appear like a War God bathed in purple fire, as he punched out against Zhuge Ming’s various elental attacks.
With a loud boom, the elental attacks Zhuge Ming unleashed utterly collapsed under Shen Lang’s punch, and the force of the Purple Cloud Heart Fla continued crashing towards Zhuge Ming.
"How is this possible?"
Zhuge Ming’s expression changed dramatically; his nurous attacks couldn’t withstand even one punch from Shen Lang!
"Qiankun Inversion!"
Seeing the force coming right at him, Zhuge Ming had no ti to think and hurriedly activated the formation’s effect, deflecting the punch’s power.
Boom!
The force of the Purple Cloud Heart Fla struck the ground, blasting a massive hole into it, leaving Zhuge Ming’s eyes fixed straight ahead.
This final stretch of the road before the end of the Heaven Breaking Domain was extrely durable; even with all his strength, he could only leave a slight mark. Yet Shen Lang’s punch created a huge crater!
And that was after negating all of his attacks!
How imnse was the power in that punch?
"What a pity, missed!"
A hint of regret appeared in Shen Lang’s eyes. This punch wasn’t just any punch; it was his unique Fierce Fist.
While it looked ordinary with no dazzling light effects, its power was considerable, even greater than his Fiery Lotus Explosion.
Originally, he intended to catch Zhuge Ming off guard, hoping to cause significant damage. Unfortunately, Zhuge Ming managed to evade it at the last mont!
What a pity, such a pity!
"Again! I don’t believe you can dodge every punch!"
A gleam of cold light flashed in Shen Lang’s eyes as he swung his Fierce Fist at Zhuge Ming once more, this ti launching three flaming fists towards him.
"Damn it, this kid truly wants to kill !"
Zhuge Ming’s heart filled with terror. Having witnessed the power of the Fierce Fist, he dared not et it head-on, relying on the mysterious Qiankun Eight Trigrams Formation to try and dodge the three fists.
"Do you think my Fierce Fist is just a straightforward attack?"
Shen Lang sneered; his Fierce Fist was capable of incorporating a tracking ability, only costing him a bit more ntal power.
With a movent of his palm, the previously deflected punches curved around to strike Zhuge Ming from behind in a triangular formation.
This ti, Zhuge Ming definitely couldn’t dodge!
"Bastard! I’ll fight you to the death!"
Having no way to dodge, Zhuge Ming went all-in, biting his tongue and spitting a mouthful of essence blood onto the array plate in his hand. Instantly, the originally invisible formation map materialized around him.
The Qiankun Eight Trigrams Formation operated simultaneously, pushed to its limits, as it collided with the three fiery fists.
Boom, boom, boom!
Deafening sounds erupted as fires shot skyward, the intense shockwaves spreading in all directions, scattering the Heavenly Bird Dynasty experts battling against Sun Wukong.
The shockwave crashed against the Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor’s Creation Light barrier, causing it to shake violently.
"The power of Shen Lang’s strike is no small matter! It looks like Zhuge Ming is in for so bad luck!"
The Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor silently speculated.
Sun Wukong also sensed the trendous power of Shen Lang’s attack, but with his physical body’s resilience, such a shock was insignificant to him.
"Shen Lang has already settled his opponent; I, Old Sun, can’t fall behind!"
Without needing to look, Sun Wukong knew that the power of those three punches was so startling that there was no way Zhuge Ming could withstand it. Even if he didn’t die, he would be severely injured; the outco was no longer in doubt.
The aura surrounding Sun Wukong, who was originally tangling with the Heavenly Bird Dynasty’s experts, suddenly changed, with speed and strength skyrocketing.
"What?"
"How is this possible?"
"Could it be he wasn’t using his full strength before?"
The experts of the Heavenly Bird Dynasty were all greatly shocked, but they were unable to defend against it. One by one, they were struck by the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod, screaming as they were knocked to the ground, covered in blood and gravely injured, unable to move.
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