Suddenly.
The white palm in the sky flipped over and struck down towards the void.
"Boom!"
This sound.
It wasn't a tremor in a certain area.
It was a tremor of the entire world.
The colors of heaven and earth changed.
Under this palm strike, a quarter of the entire Heavenly Immortal Palace simply vanished.
This quarter of the area directly turned into nothingness.
This palm strike instantly silenced those rising auras that had just emerged.
At this moment.
Forget about movement.
Those people didn't even dare to breathe.
Wu Fan's legs went weak, and he fell on his backside, eyes wide open, cold sweat pouring down.
This kind of power.
This level of strength.
Who on earth could it be?
From the spatial rift.
A black-robed figure walked out silently, looking at the father and son pair without any fluctuation in expression.
With a slight raise of his bony finger.
A mysterious force enveloped Wu Qian.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"It's so painful!"
"Father, save me, save me!"
Wu Qian endured excruciating pain, as if all the world's tortures were being inflicted upon him simultaneously.
Seeing his only son in such a miserable state.
Wu Fan had bitten through his lip, his eyes filled with intense hatred and unwillingness.
But what could he do?
In the face of such absolute power, he could only watch helplessly.
Just then.
He suddenly raised his head.
He saw that within the realm of the Heavenly Immortal Palace, the sky was churning, clouds rolling.
At the same time, golden light suddenly appeared on the horizon.
It was like Buddha's light illuminating the entire Heavenly Immortal Palace.
Under this Buddhist light, everyone in the Heavenly Immortal Palace involuntarily knelt down.
"Heavenly Dao!"
"This is the Heavenly Dao!"
Prostrate on the ground, Wu Fan's voice trembled as he spoke.
"That's right, the existence of the Heavenly Immortal Palace is to carry out the order of this world for the Heavenly Dao. It's as if the Heavenly Immortal Palace is a projection of the Heavenly Dao. This person destroyed a quarter of the Heavenly Immortal Palace, which is equivalent to defying the will of the Heavenly Dao."
Wu Fan's whole body shook violently.
He stared with his eyes wide open, desperately hoping.
This person.
He would surely be struck down by the Heavenly Dao.
Yes, yes, yes.
He must be struck down by the Heavenly Dao.
No matter how strong you are, would you dare to go against Heaven itself?
Indeed.
As he had hoped.
Golden light flashed, and terrifying laws condensed, locking onto Lu Benwei.
The power of the Heavenly Dao.
Even a trace of it.
Ordinary people wouldn't dare to face it.
After all.
How could humans dare to fight against Heaven?
"Hmph!"
"What kind of trash are you? Come down before this god!"
Lu Benwei calmly raised his head, looking at the sky.
His palm violently waved.
The entire sky.
Suddenly surged and then collapsed.
"What?"
"What?"
"What?"
"What?"
At this moment.
Countless experts secretly observing this scene in the Heavenly Immortal Palace collectively let out incredulous voices.
The sky.
It actually collapsed!
"Ah!"
Wu Fan, who witnessed this with his own eyes, felt his head explode and cried out in terror.
At this moment, in Lu Benwei's hand was a ball of light shining with golden radiance, like a miniature sun.
That light ball was clutched in his hand, struggling desperately, becoming distorted.
After a long while.
It condensed into a face like that of a baby.
"Aiya!"
"It's Lord Lu."
"Aiya, Lord Lu, I didn't know it was you. I was wrong, I was wrong!"
That face transmitted a pleading voice urgently, crying out: "Lord Lu, you're too big to fuss over small matters. Please spare me this once. I really didn't know it was you. Look, I'm still just a child. Why bother to quibble with me, right?"
"Hmph, this god has long been dissatisfied with you. If it weren't for my master still running wild in this world, and I'm afraid of affecting him, I would have killed you long ago," Lu Benwei said coldly.
"Ah?"
"Oh?"
"Oh, that lord is here?"
The baby face was terrified, its voice becoming abnormal, the entire ball of light violently shaking.
This information was too much to handle!
"Don't go interfere with him, or else this true heaven will not tolerate you."
Lu Benwei warned, then casually opened his hand and shouted: "Get lost!"
"Yes, yes, yes, Lord Lu. Oh, Lord Lu, such a big event, should I erase the memories of these people?"
"A bunch of trash, they can't affect anything. Let them be."
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Wait."
Lu Benwei called out again.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
