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Now reading: Chapter 584 - 464: A Saint’s Disciple Is Nothing Special! from I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives, a Eastern novel by Newton is not bald..

"Creation!"

All 129,600 apertures in Zhou’s body simultaneously lit up, each aperture like a miniature sun, as vast blood and unyielding will intertwined and instantly gathered all his strength.

His blood light soared into the sky, shaking the heavens for millions of miles, with strands of golden blood flowing in the void like rivers in reality, then countless blood and will condensed to form a giant hand that covered the sky.

At that mont, the sky lit up brightly, the boundless will’s light penetrated through the layers of restrictions of the Divine Mountain, illuminating every inch of the land.

Within the ancestral grounds, whether it was the Dharma Aspect Martial Saints on duty or the secluded Human Immortal Heavenly Lords, all were stunned by this aura and looked up.

They saw a gigantic palm that covered half of the East Mountain slowly rising from the distant horizon.

In the shadow of the palm, faintly visible were countless divine spirit illusions, holding spears and shields, roaring in unison to push the palm.

This giant palm, like a pillar supporting the sky, carried an overwhelming force and struck fiercely towards the arm of the Emperor of the Firmant!

"Who is this demon emperor? To possess such divine might?"

The minds of countless swordsn simultaneously flashed with this thought, their heart spirits firmly suppressed by the palm’s might, making even breathing difficult.

The power of this palm, even from a million miles or tens of millions of miles away, was so oppressive that the brilliance radiating from the palm shadow nearly suffocated them, with the primordial qi within their bodies surging violently as if forced out.

"This palm!"

The Emperor of the Firmant’s eyelids twitched wildly, his heart stirred by towering waves.

He never imagined that this tiger demon ascending from the lower domain would be so formidable!

The will contained within the palm shadow made even him, a seasoned battlefield emperor, feel a tinge of apprehension.

But at this mont, the arrow was on the string, he could not retreat, only push his imperial might within to the extre, causing his giant arm’s force to swell threefold, smashing down fiercely!

In the next mont, under the gaze of countless swordsn in the Divine Mountain, the giant palm and the giant arm collided with a thunderous roar!

Buzz—!

Incalculable blood light and imperial brilliance simultaneously blossod, forming a colorful light curtain that pierced the sky and enveloped the entire Divine Mountain.

Every living creature heard that deafening sound of collision!

Boom!

Rumble!

Rumbling!

The world fell into a bizarre silence, as if ti had stopped, followed by an explosive sound, then erupted into continuous violent splitting sounds.

The sound waves produced by the collision were like millions of volcanoes erupting simultaneously, rolling across the void, creating layer upon layer of spatial ripples.

Each ripple destroyed over a hundred layers of space, like sea waves triggering countless chain explosion sounds.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Circulation primordial qi boiled frantically, space quivered and shattered layer by layer, revealing the pitch-black chaotic void below.

As the Emperor of the Firmant’s descending arm collided with the giant palm, the imperial patterns on the arm cracked inch by inch.

Then suddenly, a strange fold occurred, the dark arm shadow, like shattered glazed, turned into countless streams of light and dissipated into the sky.

anwhile, the giant palm Chen Sheng had condensed transford into an ancient Sword Seal after shattering the arm.

The Sword Seal was engraved with Creation’s patterns, its force slightly weakened from shattering the arm, yet still retained an indomitable sharpness, piercing through layers of void in an instant, akin to a teor chasing the moon, striking towards the Emperor of the Firmant’s head!

At this mont, sensing the annihilating force of the Sword Seal, the Emperor of the Firmant finally panicked, desperately urging his lifelong cultivated Innate Divine Techniques:

"Golden Crow Transformation!!"

Buzz—!

In an instant, the Emperor of the Firmant’s soul body suddenly illuminated, infinite golden light erupted from his body, dyeing the surrounding space-ti in gold.

In the next mont, his human form vanished in the sky, replaced by an enormous being akin to a great sun—Three-legged Golden Crow!

This Golden Crow spread its wings for hundreds of thousands of miles, its body blazing with eternal Taiyang Fire.

Each wisp of fla could refine space, with its three legs leaving pitch-black fire holes in the void, exuding the terrifying pressure of an Ancient Divine Beast.

Hiss—!

As the Golden Crow appeared, it vigorously shook its body, its wings spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, fanning the sky with fire, attempting to block the Sword Seal’s attack.

Bang!

Chen Sheng’s Sword Seal disregarded the burning sea of fire, slamming fiercely onto the Golden Crow’s body as if on a Divine Mountain.

Rumble!

The giant being as large as a mountain suddenly tumbled in the sky, its feathers shedding like golden teors, each falling feather breaking through thousands of layers of space.

The Golden Crow rolled for millions of miles before barely stabilizing its form, letting out a piercing wail.

Yet, Chen Sheng’s Sword Seal also shattered with that strike, transforming into countless golden light points and dispersing.

His figure slightly trembled, paused for a mont in the void, his indifferent face still devoid of expression, as if the earth-shattering strike earlier was nothing more than a casual gesture.

Screech—!!

After a wail, the tumbling Golden Crow shook in the sky, its Taiyang Fire soaring, transforming into a brilliant Golden Rainbow.

Wherever the Golden Rainbow passed, layers of space shattered, countless ti-spaces collapsed in the True Fire, forcibly dispelling the residual power of the Sword Seal.

Chen Sheng remained expressionless, a faint arc forming at the corner of his mouth:

"Interesting."

In another fraction of a mont, the Golden Rainbow retracted, and the Emperor of the Firmant revealed his human form once more.

His face pale as paper, golden blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, yet the killing intent in his eyes was even more intense.

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