Sss—!!!
On Fang Qingyu’s exposed skin, those molten gold patterns of tribulation fire suddenly turned crimson like a branding iron.
Imdiately, bloodlines burning with dark gold tribulation fire frantically sprayed out from the edges of the patterns and every pore on his body.
Although his body did not expand.
The aura around him, however, underwent earth-shattering changes.
Surrounded by blood-colored tribulation fire, thick and burning like magma.
Within the flas, arcs of dark gold lightning leaped wildly, emitting a roar more violent than celestial thunder.
A terrifying fierce power, like a tangible hurricane, swept in all directions.
The lava pool beneath Fang Qingyu evaporated instantly under this fierce power, flattened.
"What... what is this?!"
The manic laughter froze on Jin Wei’s face, replaced by sheer horror.
"A bloodline forbidden technique?!"
Ghostly Soul Cangning’s shadow trembled violently in the dark, exclaiming in shock, for the first ti showing true fear on that eerie face!
"No good!"
Wen Tianzong’s pupils shrunk suddenly, his mind echoing with alarms.
Even the Thunder Ancestor Dharma Aspect behind him seed to sense a deadly threat, its indistinct features showing a hint of rage and surprise!
But, it was too late!
"Break—!!!"
Fang Qingyu’s roar, like the shout of millions of fierce beasts, drowned out all the thunder in the heavens!
With both hands gripping the Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash, the blade burning with blood flas erupted in an unprecedented dazzling light.
No longer blocking, no longer resisting the towering giant palm.
Instead, facing that destructive purple-gold giant palm, facing that exalted Thunder Ancestor Dharma Aspect!
From bottom to top...
Reverse slash!
The trajectory of the blade left a mark that couldn’t be healed for a long ti, burning with blood flas and dark gold lightning...
The Thunder Fla World-Burning Slash in Blood Burst Form.
Appeared for the first ti.
Boom—!!!!
This collision lacked an earth-shaking explosion of energy.
Only a light that tore everything apart.
A blade light ford purely of burning blood-colored tribulation fire and dark gold destructive lightning, refined to the extre!
Like a giant axe opening the heavens, or a judgnt to end the world!
Silently, it sliced into the vast divine power contained within the purple-gold giant palm!
No stalemate, no contest.
Only complete destruction.
Screech—!
The ear-piercing sound of tearing echoed through the scene.
The thunderous giant palm capable of crushing mountains and destroying all arts, in front of this destructive blade light, was like butter eting a heated sharp blade, split from the palm’s center!
The blade light, unstoppable, traced the palm’s crack upwards, fiercely slashing toward the towering Thunder Ancestor Dharma Aspect, symbolizing the authority of the nine heavens’ thunder punishnt!
"No—!!!"
Wen Tianzong let out a terrified scream!
He frantically channeled divine power, trying to stabilize the Dharma Aspect, even attempting to detonate parts of it to block this destructive slash!
But, in vain!
Where the blade light passed, the arm, chest, neck of the Dharma Aspect...
Like snowflakes thrown into a furnace, inch by inch disintegrated, turning into primordial, uncontrollable purple plasma, scattering in all directions.
Boom!!!
The indistinct but majestic head of the Thunder Ancestor Dharma Aspect was completely pierced by the destructive blade light.
The entire giant Dharma Aspect shadow froze abruptly.
Then it emitted a silent wail, shattering like broken glaze.
Countless purple-gold thunder fragnts fell like a teor shower, blasting nurous scorched craters into the ground below.
A violent, uncontrolled thunder attribute energy storm swept across, shredding everything close by to pieces.
Pff—!!!
The backlash from the forcibly shattered Dharma Aspect hit Wen Tianzong’s mind and body like millions of heavy hamrs.
It struck him like a lightning bolt, making him spurt out a mouthful of blood violently.
The purple electric currents surrounding his body instantly dimd and beca chaotic.
That previously calm and majestic divine face now only showed extre paleness and unbelievable shock!
The Thunder Ancestor Dharma Aspect he prided himself on, his symbol of ultimate authority to enact heavenly punishnt...
Was shattered by a Martial Artist from the Profound Realm with a single slash?!
This terrifying scene that defied understanding pierced like a cold steel needle into the heart of every observer at the basin’s edge.
Silence!
An even deeper silence enveloped the entire battlefield.
Jin Wei’s mouth hung open, and Ghostly Soul Cangning’s shadow beca completely rigid in the darkness.
That slash shattered not only the Dharma Aspect but also all the calculations and contempt they had for Fang Qingyu in their hearts.
Leaving only icy, bone-chilling fear.
Deep Blue Heavy Industries’ people forgot to breathe, Zhang Hong supporting Donald, both forgetting their injuries, staring blankly at the center of that destructive storm, at the blood-covered figure burning with blood-colored tribulation fire, standing like a Demon God.
Donald’s chubby face twitched uncontrollably with muscle spasms.
That was a twisted expression of extre shock and intertwined ecstasy.
"Your god... seems unable to save you?"
Fang Qingyu’s hoarse voice rang out again, heavy with breaths, yet colder than before.
The blood flas burning around him slowly subsided, the molten gold patterns on his skin dimd significantly, even covered with fine cracks, blood seeping out constantly only to be evaporated by the high temperature.
The cost of Blood Burst was steep.
Fang Qingyu’s current state was far from good.
Yet, he still stood straight.
The Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash pointed diagonally at the ground, the tip dripping molten lava and embers not yet extinguished.
His gaze, penetrating the falling rain of thunder fragnts, locked onto the staggering figure on the high rock as if two cold war spears pinned it there.
Wen Tianzong t those eyes, his heart felt like it was gripped by a cold iron hand!
Fear!
A fear long forgotten since he beca a Divine Chosen, sourced from the primal instinct of life, entwined around his soul like a cold poisonous snake.
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