He pressed his hands down, and the Nine Heavens Pavilion, carrying a terrifying power and realm suppression capable of crushing the heavens, slowly pressed down!
Facing this absolute suppression—a trinity of spiritual power, cultivation realm, and phenomenon—Xiao Ruobai's bloodstained clothes fluttered wildly in the violent air currents. The space around him seemed to solidify, making his movements exceptionally difficult.
The gap in their realms was like an invisible shackle, binding his movements and weakening his strength.
Right under this extreme pressure—
Crack...
An extremely faint sound of shattering, as if originating from the depths of the Dao source, echoed within the depths of his soul!
The realm barrier spanning between the Celestial Realm and the King Realm actually developed a trace of a crack under this terrifying pressure that seemed intent on crushing both his physical body and soul!
A brand-new, even more vast sensation of power seemed ready to burst forth from the crack at any moment!
Xiao Ruobai's pupils shrank imperceptibly.
The King Realm barrier has loosened?
Under this oppression, the opportunity for a breakthrough had arrived so abruptly!
As long as he went with the flow and guided the boiling vital blood within his body to strike that crack, he could step into the King Realm in an instant!
With the cultivation base of the King Realm, activating the War God Physique to suppress the Wang Zhan before him with a backhand would seem as easy as flipping his palm!
However—
This thought only rose for a fleeting moment before it was forcefully suppressed by an even more arrogant and unyielding will!
No! It is not the time yet!
The flames of war burning in his eyes did not rejoice at the appearance of the breakthrough opportunity; instead, a trace of sharpness flashed through them!
My limits absolutely do not stop here! The potential of the Celestial Realm is far from being fully excavated!
What I want is to push the power of the War God Physique to true perfection in this extreme state, relying purely on my will and foundation!
He forcefully suppressed the tempting urge to break through, firmly locking the King Realm aura that was about to break out of its shell deep within his body!
He wanted to complete this heaven-defying slaughter in the most perfect posture!
But the flames of war in his eyes, fueled by this self-suppression and the pursuit of a higher goal, burned to an unprecedented extreme!
The origin vital blood of the War God Physique was of an extremely high tier, far surpassing ordinary spiritual power and stronger than Wang Zhan's Azure Heaven Holy Blood.
The War God Physique was born for battle. Its application of power had reached an extremely exquisite, microscopic realm, with almost zero waste.
Every fraction of power could erupt with one hundred and twenty percent of its might!
On the other hand, although Wang Zhan possessed majestic power, its application inevitably suffered from dissipation. He could not condense it into a unified whole and command it as easily as moving his own arm, like Xiao Ruobai could.
War God Physique! How could it be weaker than others?!
Xiao Ruobai looked up at the sky and let out a battle cry that shattered the clouds!
The dark golden vital blood around his body erupted completely without reservation. It was no longer a pillar of qi, but transformed into a surging, sky-obscuring sea of dark golden blood!
Within the sea of blood, endless battle intent and murderous aura condensed into tangible lightning, darting wildly through the void!
Crack, crack—!!!
The void behind him, as if unable to withstand the descent of this power, let out an overwhelmed wail and shattered inch by inch!
A boundless, ancient battlefield phenomenon, seemingly originating from the primordial era, unfurled with a majestic momentum capable of crushing time and space!
The Descent of the War God!
Above the firmament, nine shattered blood moons coexisted with a crumbling, waning sun, dyeing heaven and earth in a tragic and harrowing crimson!
The scarlet light scattered down, as if offering sacrifices to this eternal war.
Within the battlefield, countless translucent phantoms of gods and demons could be vaguely seen madly slaughtering and roaring. The sounds of war drums, battle cries, clashing weapons, and dying wails...
Various sounds intertwined into a war prelude that pierced through the eons, tragic to the extreme, shaking the divine souls of every witness!
And right in the center of this ancient battlefield, a golden War God dharma idol, unimaginably massive and truly standing between heaven and earth, slowly stood up!
Its gargantuan body seemed to support the sky with its head and trample the nine netherworlds with its feet!
Its entire body was covered in dark golden battle armor riddled with the marks of swords and axes. Ancient and mysterious blood-colored runes flowed across the armor!
The face of the dharma idol was blurry and indistinct, save for a pair of eyes burning with dark golden flames of war, which were as clear as two miniature suns!
Those eyes were filled with a tragic, unyielding will to battle the heavens and the earth, to slaughter gods and exterminate demons!
With just a slight movement of the War God dharma idol, the surrounding stars swayed, and the void beneath its feet fractured!
It held no tangible weapon in its hands, but the posture of its clenched fist made it seem as though it grasped the weight of an entire sea of stars in its palm!
A supreme mighty power capable of destroying all laws and restarting heaven and earth permeated from its body!
The moment this phenomenon appeared, that tragic, overbearing, and terrifying battle intent that destroyed everything was like a tangible tsunami, forcibly tearing apart and repelling the majestic oppressive feeling brought by Wang Zhan's Nine Heavens Pavilion!
Two completely different supreme wills stood as equals in the void, cleaving the sky into two worlds of azure and dark gold!
This clash of phenomena, resembling the reappearance of the mythical age, had such a grand scale and tragic Dao rhythm that it caused the minds of all the prodigies watching from afar to tremble violently, almost suffocating them!
The Jiang Family's Divine King Physique stood tall and straight like a mountain, surrounded by swirling purple qi. But at this moment, his eyes, as profound as a sea of stars, burst with unprecedentedly radiant light as he stared fixedly at that dark golden sea of the War God, muttering to himself.
War God Physique, is this the supreme battle physique born for war? To think he can condense his will and vital blood to such a degree with only a Celestial Realm cultivation base! My Divine King Physique, meeting such a rival, finally knows that the road ahead is long!
The dormant Divine King bloodline within his body actually boiled slightly beyond his control; it was the excitement of meeting a true destined rival!
Ji Xuanye stood with his hands behind his back, imperial dragon qi coiling around him. The laziness on his face had long since vanished, replaced by extreme solemnity and scrutiny.
His gaze was like lightning, as if analyzing every ripple of laws from the collision of the two great phenomena.
Azure Heaven Suppressing the World, War God Descending to the World—the ultimate manifestations of two completely different Daos! After this battle, another great enemy will be added to my path of the Emperor!
He subconsciously clenched his fists inside his sleeves.
Meanwhile, more of the originally arrogant and proud prodigies were now pale-faced with trembling lips, their Dao hearts suffering a massive impact.
They had originally thought they were the protagonists of this era, but under the reflection of these two truly monstrous existences at this moment, their radiance appeared so dim.
Are we really living in the same era as them?
A prodigy at the level of a Holy Son whispered in a daze, his Dao heart on the verge of collapsing.
The grand phenomenon, the tragic artistic conception, the invincible War God dharma idol!
The Descent of the War God phenomenon had, at this moment, descended upon the world!
Battle! Battle! Battle!
Xiao Ruobai's battle intent soared into the sky. The golden War God dharma idol swung its fists, breaking the surface from a single point, taking the initiative to meet the suppressing Nine Heavens Pavilion head-on!
Boom—!!!!!!!!!
The two supreme phenomena clashed fiercely!
The result exceeded many people's expectations!
That seemingly boundless and majestic Nine Heavens Pavilion, at the moment of collision with the extremely condensed War God phenomenon, actually let out an overwhelmed wail!
Although Wang Zhan's power was vast, it was dispersed throughout his entire phenomenon, whereas Xiao Ruobai's power was condensed into a single point, executing a desperate strike of no return with peerless sharpness!
"Crack... Boom!"
Under the unbelievable gazes of everyone present, the phenomenon behind Wang Zhan began to crack from the point of collision, the fissures spreading rapidly!
"No—!"
Wang Zhan let out an unwilling roar, desperately burning his holy blood, yet he could not stop the phenomenon's collapse!
Finally, amidst a loud explosion!
The phenomenon of the Nine Heavens Palace collapsed with a crash!
Wang Zhan was struck as if by a heavy blow, wildly spewing fresh blood. His aura withered as he plummeted from the sky!
Meanwhile, Xiao Ruobai also let out a muffled groan. His phenomenon dissipated, and he dropped to one knee, panting heavily, clearly having consumed a tremendous amount of energy.
But, he still held his ground!
In the clash of phenomena, the victor and the vanquished had been decided!
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