Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies Chapter 433 31 The World as a Prison, The Human Clan Will Pe

The appearance of such injuries is simply unbelievable.

Old Man Ji realized it was due to this Broken Blade, consuming too much of his Spiritual Power and spirit.

His body swayed slightly, his face pale as paper, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Clearly, wielding two consecutive strikes was already the limit of what he could currently perform.

Old Man Ji made a decisive decision, put away the Broken Blade, and shouted, "The formation is broken, follow to kill!"

The face of HTaoist uangtian, which had been calm and unruffled, finally showed a slight movent. He gently shook the golden bell in his hand.

Surprisingly, the bell was silent.

Only invisible ripples, like waves, spread around.

Carrying an indescribable oppressiveness, it spread outwards.

The five remaining Ancient Corpse Puppets of Huang Tian Sect, as if guided by invisible chains, all soared into the sky, standing in front of HTaoist uangtian.

Then, without any fear, they charged toward the mbers of the Ji Family.

"Huang Tian brat, apart from these old tricks, don't you have any other thods?"

Old Man Ji directly confronted, charging up to HTaoist uangtian and confronting him with the strength of his Physical Body.

HTaoist uangtian couldn't avoid it. His sleeve shook slightly, countless talismans flying out from within, continually rging into his body.

Imdiately, his entire body shone with golden light, glowing brightly, akin to a golden man forged by gold, facing with fists.

Gold and yellow auras fiercely collided in the air, with electric arcs appearing out of nowhere.

As the fist wind howled, it was as if the sound of mountains and rivers collapsing echoed. Wherever it passed, space seed to be torn apart by the Fist Power, leaving shocking cracks.

Their battle grew faster and more intense, directly soaring into the sky.

The clash between the two had transcended the realm of mortal comprehension.

To the naked eye, one could only see flashes of light like the sun continuously appearing.

Subsequent to earth-shattering explosions also rolled out across the sky.

The skies dimd, and the sun and moon lost their shine.

The earth seed to have a slight tremor.

Shen Qing sensed the terrifying aura transmitted from the sky, furrowed his brows, and hastily suppressed his own aura, reducing his presence to the lowest level.

If it wasn't within a hundred ters, it would be difficult to discover his existence.

"Is this the power of a Unity Realm master?"

Shen Qing's Primordial Spirit vibrated, thoroughly feeling the terrifying aura constantly emanating above the Imperial Palace.

There seed to be two fierce beings there, with auras vast and majestic, terrifying to the extre.

Even his Primordial Spirit was faintly trembling.

"Strong! So strong it's suffocating!"

"This power has exceeded my imagination!"

"With my current self... I simply cannot contend with it!"

Shen Qing rubbed his temples with a splitting headache, his eyes filled with shock.

From this battle, he gained a clearer understanding of martial masters in the Unity Realm.

It was a strength almost despairing, with no hope of victory visible from the Primordial Spirit Realm, struggling even seed futile.

Not to ntion, he was standing outside the city, only feeling the afterwaves of the two Unity Realm beings.

Above the Imperial Palace, the battle continued without any sign of stopping.

His Marquis Wu'an Mansion, close to the Imperial Palace, had also been leveled.

If his uncle and aunt were still inside, they would likely be in grave danger by now.

Ti ticked by.

Shen Qing noticed that the previously invincible Huang Tian Sect was gradually falling into a disadvantage.

"Huh, why is Ji Zikong still observing from the sidelines, never joining in?"

Shen Qing rembered that Ji Zikong was also a martial master in the Unity Realm. With the Imperial Palace battle reaching this extent, countless foundations of the Ji Clan seed to have been ruined, so how could he still sit back and watch without a care?

Could it be that he intended to exhaust the martial masters?

That seed too absurd.

Boom!

A heavy gap was smashed into the thick clouds above.

A figure was violently flung to the ground.

It was Old Man Ji.

He was defeated.

Shen Qing activated his Primordial Spirit, looking down from above.

He saw Old Man Ji with blood at the corners of his mouth, eyes unfocused.

A golden Primordial Spirit erged from his physical shell, looking skyward with a poorly expression.

Similarly, HTaoist uangtian was not feeling well either.

His entire body was in tatters, the glow dim.

Countless broken talismans continually erged from his body, turning to dust.

HTaoist uangtian revealed a slight smile and said, "You are strong, but I seem to have the upper hand."

With that, he looked toward the battlefield ahead, shaking the bell in his hand once more.

The four previously suppressed and damaged Ancient Corpse Puppets transford into large human-shaped pills, charging into the battlefield.

HTaoist uangtian's hand movents stopped.

The previously deafening battle cries in the Capital City suddenly beca solemn, even the wind fell silent.

In the next mont, those human-shaped pills suddenly released extrely dazzling light, like myriad blazing suns exploding simultaneously, enveloping the entire world in blinding white.

This abrupt self-destruction released devastating power, the violent energy waves raging like a furious sea storm.

The Ji Family's Great Powers, still in the heat of battle, hadn't reacted to this sudden change before being ruthlessly devoured by the unstoppable explosion aftershock.

Their figures flickered in the radiant light, like candles in the wind, instantly devastated by this power, their internal qi and blood surging, ridians severed.

Even with their profound cultivation and strong Physical Bodies, they couldn't withstand the divine power contained within the ancient martial cultivation's flesh.

One by one, they spewed blood, falling from the sky, losing all combat ability.

After this, HTaoist uangtian finally showed a slight ease, directing all his attention to Ji Zikong in the distance.

This current Emperor of the Zhou Kingdom made him sowhat inscrutable.

But it didn't matter, the Ji Clan without teeth now posed no threat.

If he could kill one martial master in the Unity Realm, he could kill a second.

The face of the leader of Huang Tian Sect grew solemn, his hands forming a seal, pressing toward the Primordial Spirit of Old Man Ji.

But just then, a sword light flashed, embedding itself into Old Man Ji before him.

Huang Tian Sect Master suddenly raised his head to look at Ji Zikong.

Only to see Ji Zikong with a faint and ambiguous expression, step by step approaching him.

Old Man Ji turned back, incredulous, asking, "Why..."

"Why ask so many tis? Naturally, for great freedom."

Ji Zikong gestured with his hand, the flying sword embedded in Old Man Ji trembled, releasing a devouring force, gradually consuming Old Man Ji's Primordial Spirit.

"This world is like a great ocean already depleted, transforming into a small pond, and we are all fish living in the sea."

"Now this small pond has too many fish crowded in."

"I think, if we clear out the other fish, leaving only the strongest fish to leap out of the small pond into another sea, it might open a path for the Human Clan, not necessarily having all fish leap out."

"You always said the Human Clan will inevitably not perish, will inevitably break this Prison. So why can't it be ?"

Ji Zikong said as such.

He gestured with his hand, the devouring force on the flying sword suddenly intensifying.

"Ah!"

Old Man Ji's Primordial Spirit let out a scream, being devoured.

Afterward, Ji Zikong didn't stop, devouring all the Primordial Spirits of the Ji Clan's Great Powers, adding them to himself.

Suddenly, Ji Zikong's aura surged trendously.

"Marvelous. Hahaha, with the nine hundred-year foundation of the Ji Clan gathered upon , let's see how the Heavenly Demon Clan can triumph over !"

Ji Zikong took a step forward, an indescribable invisible oppression surged out like a tidal wave, engulfing the world, tinting the surrounding space with a faint white glow.

Above the azure sky, the floating Huang Tian Sect's Flying Boat seed to encounter utter disaster, several of the closest shattered simultaneously, disintegrating into pieces falling from the sky.

HTaoist uangtian, who seed assured of victory a mont ago, now couldn't help but change his expression drastically, his eyes flashing with disbelief.

He discovered Ji Zikong's montum continued to rise, stronger within monts than even his Old Ancestor.