In a single breath, the leader of the Rute Army transford into a gigantic figure over four ters tall, his body covered in black muscles, reflecting light like it was forged from steel.
He looked almost like a completely different person compared to his previously frail and aged body.
His entire aura surged in an instant, nearly reaching the level of the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishnt, and his montum continued to rise.
In the sky, Zheng Yi’s heart spirit was imrsed in the silhouette of the Tai Mountain God, coldly observing everything.
Heaven and earth are unkind, treating all beings as straw dogs.
Now rged with the incarnation of the Tai Mountain God, Zheng Yi, though retaining self-awareness, had divinity overwhelming humanity, a lofty and indifferent sensation akin to the Heavenly Dao, with human consciousness diminished to the extre, yet his ntal computation reached another extre.
He looked indifferently at these people rising to the sky, advancing toward him, watching their transford physical appearances due to biological modification, seeing the bulging veins on their faces, their features becoming pronounced, with black pupils turning dark red.
An indescribable evil aura was emanating from the depths of their souls, manifesting through their desperation and unwillingness, as they let out their final roars.
Even if true divine spirits descended, these people refused to accept the judgnt of destiny, unwilling to accept divine punishnt, they were determined to resist heaven and earth.
Especially the leading general, claid to be the true leader and spiritual exemplar of the entire Rute Army, had at this mont completely turned into a monster, hurling himself beneath the Tai Mountain God, his orderly teeth had beco sharp fangs glinting coldly, spewing endless black mist upon opening his mouth.
Looking up to the sky, these modified ultimate biological weapons unleashed their most powerful force ever, also their final resistance, filled with extre rage.
Alas, all this was rely laughable child’s play in the face of absolute power.
Having erged from the Great Yi City Immortal Realm, Zheng Yi profoundly understood that before the true might of nature, in the eyes of a great power who could overshadow the sky and the sun, the vicissitudes of the world were nothing but a breeze.
The rebellion of these people seed to be nothing more than the aningless struggle of ants.
Zheng Yi, rged with the Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect, wielded this sword almost consuming all the belief power accumulated through the day and night incense offerings of Soul Hall followers over recent years.
Thus, this sword of his, not tolerated by heaven and earth, reached an extremity, demonstrating the power to challenge the heavens.
If one had seen such a powerful attack before, it was during the confrontation in Yanyin City between the Black Mountain Monarch and other Transford Great Demons against the Purple Mansion Cultivators of Nine Yin Hall, where both sides’ spells pried open the natural forces, revealing such terrifying energy surges.
In the face of power at this level, ordinary people indeed seed as insignificant as ants, even superpower users were no exception.
Hence, no matter how unwilling the Rute Army general and others were, no matter how they expressed their burning fury and hatred against the heavens, it was to no avail before the magnificent presence of the Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect akin to the world itself.
The Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect, suspended in the sky, wore a cold expression, his eyes suddenly widening, filled with dazzling white light, as a blinding ray abruptly descended from the sky, striking the vast military fortress shielded by cent and steel.
Rumble!
Like celestial gods wielding the sword of punishnt, montarily, the sky halted, and the formless pressure seed to make heaven and earth stop functioning all at once, remaining stagnant there.
Subsequently, the full-force explosion of the Rute Army general and a dozen elite soldiers, despite having underwent modifications to be as tough as steel, in the terrifying sword qi...
They roared, struggled, but as if encountering the most extre high heat of the sun’s surface, they directly vanished into nothingness within the sword qi.
Annihilated effortlessly, without hindrance.
Following this, a massive wail resonated inside and outside the military base, amidst the earth-shaking roar, the terrifying sound carried heaps of dust, rising up a hundred ters high.
Like a mushroom cloud, the smoke encased the sky above the Rute Army base.
The earth trembled, the terrifying force directly transmitted to the ground, where thick, giant cracks spread out like the earth opening its mouth, covering the whole military base area.
Boom!
Another loud explosion, amidst countless faintly heard screams, the huge military fortress of the Rute Army shockingly just collapsed.
Amidst boundless dust shaking, a dark, deep hole of the underground was revealed.
Once the rumbling noise completely ceased, terrifying howls and piercing screams erged one after another from the underground, that now seed like a ruin.
In the sky, the silhouette of the Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect gradually dissipated, revealing the figure of Zheng Yi clad in black.
He no longer possessed the divine aura that was exalted and akin to the Heavenly Dao.
Though the silhouette of the Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect was controlled by Zheng Yi, unleashing that earth-shattering strike was by no ans easy, costing all the belief power accumulated over years in a single blow.
The results achieved were indeed astonishing, the sword cutting the lifeline of the entire Rute Army fortress, utterly turning this place into ruins.
Even in the Great Yi City Immortal Realm, only power at the Purple Mansion Level could achieve such a feat.
Dispersing the formless sword qi from his hands, Zheng Yi’s whole body plumted like a teor, with his two feet crashing heavily into the center of the already ruined military base, initiating a small-scale tremor.
Now, this place was filled with remnants and dismbered limbs, with barely any living beings remaining; more people were fleeing, cursing their parents for not giving them more legs to escape.
Zheng Yi’s dignified eyes fell deeply on the collapsed ruins; in his gaze, there was no rcy, no hatred, only indifference.
He stood at the core area of the military fortress, above which the gigantic chasm carved by the Tai Mountain God’s silhouette’s sword revealed the scene below the core.
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