Seeing Lu Tianxing actually intending to withstand this move head-on, Hades’ face showed a strong sense of sarcasm and disdain. In his eyes, Lu Tianxing was seeking his own death.
"Break it for ."
Hades let out a low roar, his arm moved, and the speed at which the Death Scythe slashed beca increasingly fast and fierce, aiming to kill Lu Tianxing imdiately.
Lu Tianxing’s expression remained unchanged, his palm’s montum did not diminish, and he continued to strike forward.
"Bang!"
The collision between the two did not result in the expected sever. Instead, it was as if the scythe had struck a stone, unable to shake Lu Tianxing’s palm in the slightest. Furthermore, Hades felt a terrifying force emanate from Lu Tianxing’s palm, transmitting directly to his arm, as if intending to shatter it.
This caused a raging storm in Hades’ heart; he thought he had already overestimated Lu Tianxing’s power, but now it seed he still underestimated it. This strength was terrifying.
"Shatter for ."
Lu Tianxing opened his five fingers, directly reaching to grip the blade of the Death Scythe. With a slight exertion of force, he shattered the scythe in front of the astonished Hades.
"What?"
Hades’ pupils shrank to a dangerous pinhole size when he saw Lu Tianxing crush the Death Scythe, his face expressing shock.
The Death Scythe was created from his supernatural ability; only if the opponent had greater strength could it be broken. Yet, not only did Lu Tianxing break it, he crushed it. Lu Tianxing’s strength was far more terrifying than he imagined.
"Unbeatable Emperor Fist."
After crushing the Death Scythe, Lu Tianxing did not hesitate, rolling True Qi surging around him. Imdiately, six True Qi arms, resembling those of crabs, ford behind him, invincible, undefeated... Six continuous strikes, True Qi gathered instantaneously, forming a massive cyclone within his body that exploded with thunderous force, rcilessly striking Hades.
"Gate of Hell."
Feeling the overwhelming pressure, Hades sensed the air surrounding him beco viscous, weighing heavily on him. His powers instantly surged, forming a gate above him, its interior an endless black abyss from which hellish winds blew, like scourging knives, consuming everything in their path, disintegrating them into fragnts.
"Such terrifying powers."
Lu Tianxing’s expression subtly changed as he watched, perceiving the winds from within the Gate of Hell not as cold winds, but imbued with Hades’ deathly aura—the most lethal threat.
"Iron Blood Battle Halberd."
Lu Tianxing stepped back, grasping the Iron Blood Battle Halberd that appeared in his hands, its overwhelming iron-blood aura perating the air, transforming the sacred chapel into a battlefield of slaughter.
"Pierce!"
Lu Tianxing wielded the halberd, his arm lightly moving, spinning it like a serpent, destroying everything in its path, rushing towards Hades to annihilate him completely.
Hades felt an endless killing intent, as though faced not with a halberd, but an army charging with iron blood, even before it neared, sensing a sharp aura cutting his skin like blades, bringing a stinging pain.
"Judge, you cannot kill ! Gate of Hell, Gate of Hell, open once more!"
Hades roared angrily.
Accompanied by his shout, the Gate of Hell above him shook violently, coveting innurable skull shadows, wielding bone sabers, charged towards Lu Tianxing. The deathly aura intensified, provoking an eerie sensation, as though even the blood within one’s veins was frozen.
"Hmph, Hades! If this is all you have, then today you are destined to perish."
Lu Tianxing snorted coldly, his body flooded with True Qi like a small sun shooting to the sky. The scorching and dense yang energy transford into a tidal dragon above him.
Having cultivated the Creation Source Technique, Lu Tianxing’s qi far exceeded anyone’s, exceptionally rich, while Hades’ deathly powers were of a cold attribute. Hence, the hot qi beca Hades’ natural adversary.
As the yang energy dragon appeared, the charging skull shadows sizzled like dropping into boiling oil, dissipating into thin air, obliterated by Lu Tianxing’s formidable qi.
"Hades, it seems your skills are useless against . Ti is up, it’s your turn to proceed to the afterlife."
With these words, Xu Tianchen moved, walking leisurely towards Hades, his casual steps indicating Hades was of no concern.
"Boom... boom..."
With each step Lu Tianxing took, his aura surged.
Hearing the heavy footsteps, sensing the intense wave of qi, Hades’ face turned grim. His pride, his powers seed to encounter their nesis under Lu Tianxing’s energy dragon, feeling suppressed.
"Hades, are you not the king of Hell? Today, I shall ensure you beco one, to reign in Hell!"
Lu Tianxing shouted coldly, moving swiftly, like lightning, appearing beside Hades, hand raised, palm descending.
Hades was struck with terror, lifting his gaze to see a gigantic palm print descending, as if heaven crumbling, earth reversing, chaos reigning, everything vanished, leaving only this palm imprint.
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