At the tips of the five fingers, crystalline chains of order suddenly erged, piercing or binding, targeting Ning Qi at the center.
However, what he did not expect was that as the Power of Rules that he, at the late Void Path Realm, unleashed ca closer to Ning Qi, it slowed down. In the end, it stopped entirely three zhang away from Ning Qi, unable to get any closer.
Whoosh whoosh!
Even worse, those chains of rules started to rebound and shoot back toward him, each one piercing through the void, aiming at himself!
Ye Qingtian was about to dodge and evade, but his magical power was suppressed as if by sothing, making his body stiffen.
The earth and stones beneath him rumbled upwards, forming a huge hand filled with a foul earthy mist, grabbing him firmly in its palm.
Poof!
With a sudden squeeze, the great hand of earth and stone crushed Ye Qingtian’s physical body into pieces without giving him a chance to scream. Crimson blood splattered, staining the great earthy hand red.
In just a mont, a Primordial Spirit identical to Ye Qingtian erged, carrying a spiritual treasure as it escaped.
Ye Qingtian’s Primordial Spirit clung to a pitch-black Spirit Sword, floating in the high air to the side, glaring down at Ning Qi with a look as if seeing a ghost.
Although he had lost his physical body, his Primordial Spirit remained vividly animated, with little difference from his previous deanor.
"Damn it!"
Ye Qingtian’s Primordial Spirit shouted, not fully understanding why Ning Qi was so powerful, but knowing one thing: today, there was no retreat.
Only by fighting desperately could a sliver of life be won!
With this thought, his entire Primordial Spirit started to glow, emitting wisps of ghostly blue flas, which then augnted the pitch-black Spirit Sword.
Instantly, the entire area’s space seed to roar!
Blazing bright lightning illuminated the whole space, with claps of thunder, as if using space itself as a drum surface, thunder striking upon it, resonating as drumbeats.
Centered on the Black Sword and Ye Qingtian’s Primordial Spirit, bolts of lightning began to converge in the void.
They intertwined and coalesced, gradually forming an incomparably radiant Thunder Light Sword.
This sword seed naturally forged, as if generated by the rules of heaven and earth themselves.
With one stroke!
The Thunder Light Sword pierced through space, appearing here, disappearing there, striking Ning Qi.
Crack!
To no one’s expectation, Ning Qi remained unhard, while the sword light shattered, the Thunder Sword broke, and the thunder peeled away from it, reverting to its most primordial state, dissipating into the void.
Seeing this, Ye Qingtian’s Primordial Spirit almost twisted in disbelief.
The previous chains of rules couldn’t approach Ning Qi, and now, even the Thunderous Rule Magical Sword landing on Ning Qi left him unscathed, yet the sword itself shattered and broke. Is there no justice left?
Ye Qingtian’s mind raced, deciding to hold nothing back as he recklessly burned his entire Primordial Spirit, preparing to unleash his final divine technique.
Myriad Thunder!
Using his Primordial Spirit as a catalyst, the power of thunderous rules in the void began to devour it, transforming into mystical beasts of the Immortal Realm.
Various Exotic Beasts erged, making Ye Qingtian’s location resemble the dawn of creation, the birth of all things.
Yet, all the Myriad Phenona were driven by a singular will, determined to obliterate the man at the center of this region.
Ning Qi lightly touched his toe to the ground and soared into the air. Facing the endless onslaught of thunderous forces, he simply extended a pale, slender hand.
Compared to the Myriad Phenona, this hand was not large at all, yet it possessed an overwhelming might, crushing all Myriad Phenona with one palm!
While Ye Qingtian’s Primordial Spirit utilized Tao Principles to create the Myriad Phenona, Ning Qi’s hand returned them to origin, annihilating everything back to nothingness.
Ultimately, the Myriad Phenona faltered, and Ning Qi’s palm neared, crushing Ye Qingtian’s Black Sword, taking it into his space.
Below, Ye Chen trembled like a sieve, unable to believe how strong Ning Qi truly was!
Even the Supre Elder was no more than an opponent to his single palm!
His gaze involuntarily turned to the other two Great Powers, his last hope.
Those two saw Ye Qingtian’s defeat and felt impending doom.
But now, the entire area was sealed; even if they wanted to flee, there was no escape.
So, they exchanged glances, a fierce look flashing in their eyes.
One clenched a fist, and beast souls seed to rise and fall visibly upon the gloves that automatically adorned his fist.
The other held a lamp of ancient design, with extraordinary aura. Just a tiny fla on it dyed the entire space the sa hue.
The one with the clenched fist struck first.
With a single step, he closed in on Ning Qi.
Instantly, his double fists launched a torrent of a hundred punches.
Suddenly, a million beast roars echoed loudly, and the spirits of dragons, phoenixes, tigers, and lions appeared, with each strike seemingly capable of shattering the void, shaking heaven and earth.
However, Ning Qi rely flipped the extended palm to return a casual slap!
Slap!
A crisp sound overpowered the million beast roars.
The spirits of dragons, phoenixes, tigers, and lions instantly disintegrated, the first Great Power’s arms were broken, and he was smashed apart like a fly, shattering backwards through the air.
The remaining Great Power holding the lamp exhaled a breath of Origin Spiritual Qi, causing a wisp of fla to split from the lamp and shoot straight at Ning Qi.
While still in mid-air, the wisp of fla appeared like a giant sun across the sky, its intense heat warping and collapsing the surrounding void.
However, Ning Qi rely parted his noble lips, releasing a stream of water as gentle as a brook, yet it extinguished the great sun.
A white mist filled the air, shrouding everything in ambiguity.
The two Great Powers, defeated in their strikes, exchanged glances.
Their faces were filled with bitterness; they feared they’d lost this ti!
Before they could regret, without any delay, they combined their full Primordial Spirits as one, launching a desperate final attack akin to Ye Qingtian’s.
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