Although the Four Clouds is only at the fourth level of the Great Dao Realm, his combat power isn’t inferior in the slightest to those old monsters at the middle, later, or even peak phases of the fifth level on the Great Luo Heaven.
A monster from the Upper Realm can outclass combat against Martial Cultivators from the Lower Realm as easily as drinking water.
Su Chen hasn’t prepared or gathered montum yet, which indeed seems a bit overconfident.
Seeing Zhao Funí’s expression change slightly, Zhao Lingxi beca anxious: "Aunt, is Brother Su in danger? Please help him!"
"Keep watching." Zhao Funí took a deep breath, suppressing a hint of impatience in her heart.
"Hmph. Ignorant ant." At this mont, although the Four Clouds was standing amidst the terrifying storm, he could still clearly see Su Chen. Su Chen hadn’t moved in the slightest, which infuriated him.
If before, the intention was just to teach Su Chen a lesson for the reward of the Supre Flower.
Now, he genuinely wanted to teach Su Chen a lesson from the heart.
An ant from the Lower Realm.
Still pretending in front of him!!! Pretending to the extre!
Completely ignorant of life and death!
"Su Chen, it seems you look down on this young master and want to strike first? Since you are so confident, I won’t disappoint you." Then, Four Clouds directly shouted, enunciating: "Extre Kill Storm, savor this!"
As his words fell.
The storm, long prepared to its utmost peak, was unleashed by Four Clouds.
In an instant.
The storm space expanded to its utmost, purest, sharpest, and most murderous extent...
With the will like a God of Slaughter, it ruthlessly surged out.
It rippled through space, obliterating everything, tearing through everything, locking onto Su Chen, stealthily pressing forward.
The storm space beca more and more grand, from afar it looked like a massive, semi-transparent mountain suppressing downward.
And this storm mountain seed to be composed of billions of divine weapons.
More terrifyingly, this storm subtly took on the form of a sixty-four-sided tower, aligning invisibly with the grand state of the Heavenly Dao, imnsely solid and seamlessly fitting with nature.
Completely unified, without a flaw.
Terrifying.
Truly terrifying.
After Four Clouds unleashed the storm space, visibly, Elder Yon and Ling Tuanzhi both trembled, nearly unable to control themselves from intervening to save soone.
Zhao Funí also held her breath, nervously clenched her hand.
As for the disciples who ca with Four Clouds from the Yunxing Ancient Sect, their faces paled drastically, muttering to themselves: Four Clouds’ strength truly increases rapidly, even mastering this ’Extre Kill Storm’ to such a degree, his talent must be fearso.
In a flash.
The extre kill storm was already in front of Su Chen.
Like a colossal entity pressing down.
The mountain where Su Chen stood was crazily collapsing and crumbling, as if it would be crushed and pulverized into dust.
Air and space fragnts whistled and scread.
The sound was incredibly sharp, making eardrums tremble.
Gululu...
Staring at this scene, countless Martial Cultivators of the Xuanshi Divine Pavilion couldn’t help but swallow their spit, their faces turning pale with fear.
"Young boy Su!!! Wake up!" Elder Yon shouted, nearly going mad; the extre kill storm was already there, about to engulf Su Chen, yet Su Chen remained absolutely still like a pillar, leaving him utterly confounded at Su Chen’s thoughts.
He was truly getting anxious to death.
"Hehe..." At the sa second, Su Chen laughed.
Yes, that calm face, as if caressed by a spring breeze, and his previously quiet smile now carried a hint of indulgence.
Was he unprepared? No.
He was prepared, at least, the Old Dragon’s power had already filled his entire body. Three Powers Transformation, Mysterious Beast Bone, Heavens Stars Great Array, and so forth, were all activated.
As for his technique, hehe, does it need gathering montum? Does it need preparation? No need.
Then.
He lifted his head.
"Dao."
Su Chen’s throat slightly rolled.
Uttered a single word.
Just one word, ’Dao’.
A word unleashed!!!
In an instant.
Heaven and earth changed color.
The word ’Dao’ crossed the heavens, purple energy gathered from the east, written stroke by stroke upon the heavens.
An aurora erupted, penetrating through the sky completely.
The word ’Dao’ pierced through thousands of voids, real spaces, absolute spaces.
As if it were instantaneous movent.
Descending from the heavens.
Nearly too imnse for the naked eye to comprehend.
Even larger.
Purple engulfed the sky, staining everything.
Even the sun hanging above the Nine Heavens seed to turn purple.
Blotting out the sky and covering the sun.
An endless ancient aura, like the erosion of ti, like the power of a grand era, indescribable, irresistible, shadowless yet omnipresent.
Filling the entire world.
Pouring, rushing, flooding, rippling through all spaces.
A single ’Dao’ character seed to reverse, overturn the entire world.
The kind of shock, no words could describe!!!
At that mont, on the Xuanshi Mountain, all Martial Cultivators, whether Elder Yon or Ling Tuanzhi, whether Zhao Funí or Zhao Lingxi, or even Four Clouds, had only one word in their eyes: ’Dao’.
And the extre kill storm seed frozen, trembling, fearing, shrieking, retreating...
Like an ant encountering a giant python.
Like a drop of water encountering a monstrous tidal wave.
Monts later.
Only to see a ’Dao’ character, crashing down like Mount Tai’s Overwhelming Pressure, suppressing with sovereign force, overwhelming all, pushing through eternal ages.
"Boom!!!"
Sky-shattering.
Endlessly piercing.
The entire world seed to collapse in that instant.
Sound waves rippled, as if the hand of the Azure Heaven was swaying, seemingly, wanting to tear apart everything, to tear apart the entire Xuanshi Mountain.
The taste of destruction, continuously escalating, becoming tangible.
Streams of purple qi whirled, like a purple dragon roaring, ascending to the heavens, sweeping the earth, leveling everything, suppressing everything... truly invincible!!!
"Dong dong dong..."
The Xuanshi Mountain Range’s hundreds of peaks shook simultaneously.
As if genuinely about to destroy the heavens and annihilate the earth.
"Chi chi chi..."
Deep within the heart of the earth, seed a Great Demon roaring, from one abyss after another, endlessly deep, the sound penetrated from the Netherworld itself.
Endless dust accompanied by endless purple, murky multitudes.
On Xuanshi Mountain, those watching Martial Cultivators, nearly over eighty percent seed to have their souls and blood drained, their faces pallid with injury in that instant.
Even Elder Yon and Ling Tuanzhi couldn’t stop trembling, their breaths sowhat disturbed.
Looking again at the extre kill storm.
The extre kill storm shattered, like a cup smashing on the ground, fragnted to pieces.
"Bang..."
Not only that.
In the instant the ’Dao’ character crushed the extre kill storm, it also seed to crush Four Clouds.
Four Clouds’ face instantly paled like li, his entire body, physical body cracked like a turtle shell rolling with fissures, seemingly about to explode into pieces.
The cracks, crimson and chilling, were horrifying.
Four Clouds’ breath, languished as if about to extinguish at any mont, as if a re breeze could shatter him.
His eyes, bloodred, crimson and black, constricted to the extre.
Only marrow-deep terror, trembling fear.
And his knees shattered.
Forcing him to kneel on the ground!!!
Beneath his knees, the stone pits clearly gushing blood.
While Su Chen.
Like a specter.
Already stood before Four Clouds, no one knew when.
Overlooking.
Expression indifferent.
"Extre kill storm? Did you want to savor it? I did. It was quite average." Su Chen glanced at Four Clouds, speaking blandly.
Four Clouds’ body trembled, the crimson cracks on his body further reddened and shook.
"So, previously, when I said I would break your legs and make you kneel before , do you still have any objections?" Then Su Chen suddenly smiled, lightly, quietly, warmly.
The tone was bland, yet like heavenly music. Domineering, towering to the heavens. Enveloping Xuanshi Mountain.
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