"Not knowing one’s limits." The Qiankun Ancestor flicked a finger, and an invisible powerful energy shot out instantly.
The power of the energy appeared simple and unremarkable, not even attracting any attention.
But in the eyes of Zhan Ri the True Person and others, it was an invincible offensive that seed capable of shattering any defense.
As if this move was sothing that no one could block!
"Hmph!"
However, as the Sovereign of the Sect of Supre Pavilion, how could he just watch idly? He let out a cold snort.
In an instant, endless rolling thunder exploded.
No lightning was seen appearing, yet in the path of the energy shot by the Qiankun Ancestor, it suddenly exploded, blocking the energy.
The female disciple was able to continue charging forward.
The Qiankun Ancestor lightly gripped with his big hand.
Boom!
In an instant, the Heavenly Saint Realm female disciple directly turned into a blood mist!
Instant death.
As easy as crushing an ant.
"Junior Sister!"
A disciple of Little Heavenly City let out a cry of sorrow.
"Live," the Sovereign of the Sect of Supre Pavilion lightly uttered a word.
Buzz————
The Heavenly Saint Realm female disciple who had turned into blood mist was instantly resurrected.
She still maintained her forward-charging posture.
It’s as if ti in that void had reversed to the mont before the female disciple died.
That scene left people astonished.
But at the sa ti, everyone present was utterly shocked.
This is the level of battle at the Supre Realm, completely beyond what they could participate in.
Too terrifying!
Killing was as easy as a flick of the wrist, and resurrection was rely a word of power.
This level of strength was entirely beyond their imagination.
Cultivators of the Saint Realm, although they had already cultivated vast mana and lifespans surpassing a hundred thousand years, were still far from this level.
Saint Realm more often ant cultivating a Dharma Form, starting to grasp Laws.
But the Supre Realm clearly surpassed Saint Realm cultivators by miles.
The difference is like a chasm.
"Scatter," the Qiankun Ancestor lightly uttered a word.
Crack, crack, crack————
The next mont, the charging female disciple was directly dismbered.
Turned into tiny particles of existence.
Even droplets of blood were distinctly separated!
It’s as if in an instant, the female disciple directly scattered into dust.
"rge," the Sovereign of the Sect of Supre Pavilion uttered another word.
The female disciple was once again restored, continuing her charge forward.
This kind of divine intervention directly shocked those around to the core.
At the sa ti.
Ye Xuan’s right hand reached Sikong Wuming’s head.
The next mont.
Ye Xuan’s palm ca down.
Boom!
One palm directly struck the Heavenly Gate acupoint on Sikong Wuming.
In an instant, nine shadows of Life Palaces floated behind Sikong Wuming’s head.
Eyes lost focus.
As if in this mont, Sikong Wuming lost his soul.
At the sa ti, the swallowing black holes around Sikong Wuming suddenly paused.
Imdiately after, a terrifying force began to spew out from those swallowing black holes.
The forces didn’t fly toward Sikong Wuming but rather went to Zhou Youwei, who was ditating and regulating her breath on the other side.
With Zhou Youwei’s pale face, as she received the influx of that force, her face gradually returned to normal.
Even the dragon of fortune she had lost was being continuously restored at this mont.
"Ah————"
The eyes of the suddenly unfocused Sikong Wuming twisted in agony, letting out a miserable scream.
From his mouth, visibly spewing out streaks of black gas.
The black gas contained an abhorrent aura, gradually gathering in front of Sikong Wuming.
"Stop!"
At this mont, the female disciple who was repeatedly dying and resurrecting shouted.
"Attack!"
It was at this mont that Zhan Ri the True Person and others couldn’t sit still, all charging towards Ye Xuan.
Although Sikong Wuming cultivating the Swallowing Dragon Evil Skill was an indisputable fact, no matter what, Sikong Wuming was a disciple of the Supre Pavilion and the chosen Child of Destiny of Little Heavenly City, destined to contest for the Emperor Position in the future.
Such an existence, even if wrong, should be punished by the Supre Pavilion. How could it be interfered with by outsiders?
Watching as the Qiankun Ancestor and Sovereign of the Sect were deadlocked, they took the opportunity to act for rescue.
"Not knowing one’s limits, are you?"
The Qiankun Ancestor observed, expression indifferent, and lightly flicked his large sleeve.
Rumble————
At this mont, following the direction of the Qiankun Ancestor’s sleeve flick, the surrounding void seed to turn into waves, surging towards Zhan Ri the True Person!
"Oh no!"
Zhan Ri the True Person and others never expected that even though the Qiankun Ancestor seed held back, he still had such imnse power, unable to react in ti, they were instantly struck by the void waves!
They saw the figures of Zhan Ri the True Person and others twisted beyond recognition, distorted by the void waves.
In this mont, everyone’s physique was entirely crushed!
Cultivation was constantly declining at this mont.
Once the cultivation drops to the lowest, they would face instant death.
In their current state, one might say their lives were hanging by a thread!
The Sovereign of the Sect of Supre Pavilion, who was about to rescue the female disciple, saw this scene, eyes slightly heavy, had to abandon the female disciple to rescue Zhan Ri the True Person and others instead.
To the Supre Pavilion, while the Heavenly Saint Realm female disciple held certain value,
compared to several Elders, that value was dispensable.
Thus, the female disciple was crushed into blood mist.
While the Sovereign of the Sect of Supre Pavilion forcefully saved Zhan Ri the True Person and five others.
Even so, Zhan Ri the True Person and the five were severely injured, losing their battle strength, unable to do more but observe from the side.
They never expected that while the Qiankun Ancestor was contending with the Sovereign of the Sect, he still concealed his strength.
Ultimately, they underestimated the Qiankun Ancestor.
How could they know that the Qiankun Ancestor was an existence at the Sealing God Level?
Although there exists an invisible constraint in the world today, no matter how strong, one can only exert peak Supre strength at most.
But even at peak Supre, it’s not sothing people like Zhan Ri the True Person could contend with.
"Ah————"
Sikong Wuming incessantly scread in agony, by now having the feeling of being drained to death, hoarse and eerie.
If one were to look at his face, they’d be frightened greatly.
The once exceptionally handso youth’s appearance, now only skin and bones, with wrinkled old skin resembling tree bark.
How could this possibly look like a young man, it’s entirely akin to a dying old man.
The mass of black gas continuously gathered, already forming a mass as large as Sikong Wuming’s head.
The fortune within the swallowing black holes continuously spewed out onto Zhou Youwei.
The swallowing black holes also continuously shrank in size.
This represented Sikong Wuming nearing the end of his life.
His own fortune was being rapidly drained!
In rely a mont, this self-proclaid extraordinary Child of Destiny seed about to et the end of his life.
But at the brink of death, Ye Xuan stopped.
He withdrew his right hand, the swallowing black holes reduced to the size of a thumb, leaving only nine.
This was Sikong Wuming’s original state.
Ye Xuan didn’t intend to end this person’s life so easily, instead sparing him a life.
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