"Is it really the power of faith?!"
Yan Lie's pupils suddenly contracted, his voice tinged with disbelief: "How could mere ants from a small world possibly gather the power of faith?!"
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
Ming Ku's voice was twisted with shock: "The power of faith is a force that can only be touched by the pinnacle of fortune in the grand world, how could they possibly have it?!"
If his forces had such power of faith, how could they not become a dominant force in the grand world?!
It's safe to say that the ones who truly understand what the power of faith is are these nine individuals!
So, when they saw Qin Luo and his group manifest the shadow of faith, they were driven to madness with jealousy.
What a joke!
Something they had long dreamed of was being casually used here?
A small world should act like a small world!
Wouldn't it be better to become pawns in their battles in the grand world?
Why not just accept reality?
"Gentlemen, enough with the nonsense."
Yan Lie took a deep breath and formed a hand seal: "The laws of the small world differ from those of the grand world."
"The power of faith here ultimately cannot break through its shackles and cannot be compared to the faith of the grand world."
"Let's not delay any longer, activate the grand killing formation!"
"Let's immediately annihilate these ants here!"
As his words fell.
The nine supremes instantly spread out in nine directions, their hand seals flying like afterimages.
The array patterns beneath their feet spewed black flames, turning the entire sea into a purgatory.
"Nine Nether Purgatory, Devour Soul and Seize Spirit!"
Yan Lie roared, and blood light surged from the center of the formation.
Buzz—!
The light of the blood moon gradually gathered, transforming into a gigantic ghost with a ferocious face, looming over Qin Luo and his companions.
"Ants, feel despair!"
Yan Lie sneered, waving his hand. The blood moon ghost let out a piercing howl, extending its massive black claw towards Qin Luo and the others.
Where the ghostly hand passed, the sea water evaporated, and even space trembled.
The power of the nine supremes' killing formation had already surpassed the limits of the small world's laws, as if it was going to completely destroy this world.
Boom—!
A tremendous pressure descended from the sky.
But this time, no trace of fear lingered on anyone's face.
"Everyone! Lend me your strength!"
Qin Luo rose into the air, not addressing those present but speaking to everyone watching the live broadcast.
And the chosen ones simultaneously raised their hands towards the sky: "Everyone!! Lend Qin Master a hand!!"
Su Bailian glanced around and couldn't help but raise her hand as well.
The next moment.
A surge of golden light emerged from her palm, transmitting towards Qin Luo.
She was stunned.
Huh?
Am I somewhat special?
The next moment.
Boqi, who had been nestled in her arms, also raised his paw: "Woof!"
The golden light was even more intense than Su Bailian's.
Su Bailian: ??
Besides that.
Everyone watching the live broadcast, everyone following this battle, also raised their hands.
"Lend the power of light to Qin Master!"
"Hurry! Don't just be a freeloading dog!"
"Quickly! Raise your hands and lend your strength to Qin Master!"
"Hey? No, I want to ask a question, isn't Qin Master able to slap people and imprison them? Why doesn't he just keep doing that?"
"Shut up! Is Qin Luo's powerful slap something that can be used without limit? You bark like a dog when your cooldown is over in a game, let alone Qin Luo's heaven-defying skill!"
"That makes sense!"
In an instant.
Accompanied by the transmission of faith from around the world.
The golden giant palm behind Qin Luo suddenly enlarged, appearing even more massive than the ghost!
"Qin Luo! I'm joining too!"
Su Muwan raised her hand.
But... she emitted a series of pink halos toward Qin Luo.
Su Muwan: ?
What is this?
[Miss, is this your affection?]
[?]
The next moment.
Qin Luo waved his hand.
He looked up, staring at the ghostly hand descending from above, and shouted fiercely, "Destroy it for me!"
Boom!!
The golden palm collided fiercely with the blood moon ghost hand, unleashing a world-ending shockwave.
The sky changed color, and waves of air surged.
The ghost hand struggled for a moment before instantly vanishing!
And the golden palm continued to strike toward the ghost!
Boom!!
"Roar!!!"
The blood moon ghost's ferocious face twisted under the suppression of the golden palm, letting out a piercing wail.
And this scene.
Left the nine people of the grand world stunned in place.
"This... this is impossible!"
Ming Ku's pupils contracted sharply, his voice tinged with disbelief: "Mere ants from a small world!! Can they really contend with the grand killing formation?!"
"The power of faith... Is this the power of faith? Even in a small world, its might is terrifying!"
The Elder of Jade Pure Palace's face turned ashen, and the spell in his hand trembled slightly.
Yan Lie gritted his teeth, jealousy and anger flashing in his eyes: "This power of faith... is even purer than ours in the grand world! How is this possible?!"
What shocked them was not the imminent breaking of the killing formation.
What shocked them was that this power of faith was so pure! So immense!
Immense to the point!
That it drove them mad with envy!
In such a manner!!
"Everyone!! Guard the formation with all your might!!"
Yan Lie roared, frantically driving the grand killing formation.
The others did the same.
"Mere ants! Dare to compete with the sun and moon!!!"
Boom!
The ghost's aura surged once more, emitting a sharp scream.
However, below.
Qin Luo's arms were muscular and knotted, with the power of faith pouring like a river.
He looked at the nine, coldly saying: "Ants?"
"The struggle of ants in your eyes—"
He waved his hand, suddenly gripping tightly:
"Is the sharpest sword in this world!"
Splurt!!!
The golden giant palm simultaneously gripped the ghost's head fiercely.
"Crack!"
The surging power of faith caused the ghost's head to crack like a spider's web.
The nine supreme beings all groaned, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.
"Impossible!!"
The Elder of Jade Pure Palace's eyes were wide with rage, clutching his chest: "How can the faith of a small world contend with the grand laws?!"
Qin Luo also showed signs of discomfort, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his hands maintaining the golden palm's shadow.
He shouted fiercely: "Because this is not 'faith'!! It's 'human spirit'!"
"Fear is a human instinct!"
"And courage! Is the anthem of humanity!"
"The conviction we unleash in the battle for the survival of the world! It's something you vile creatures can never match!!"
The Nine Supremes no longer wanted to listen to Qin Luo's words, dismissing them as the ramblings of an ant.
They roared and fully activated the grand formation: "Insignificant ants! Just die already!"
"Fight to the death, no retreat!!"
The people below roared in unison.
The next moment.
Boom!!!
A golden hand crushed the blood moon ghost, and a powerful hurricane swept across half the world.
"Ugh!"
"Steady yourselves!"
Everyone was blown off balance by the gust of wind.
But their eyes remained fixed on the sky, where the golden hand gradually dissipated, yet the formation was broken!!
The Grand Thousand Killing Formation was undone!!
However...
The crowd suddenly noticed that Qin Luo was slowly closing his eyes, his body plummeting like a kite with a broken string.
"Master Qin!"
"Luo!"
"Luo Luo!!"
Su Muwan was the fastest, rushing forward to catch the falling Qin Luo in her arms.
She hurriedly checked his condition, finding his face pale and his eyes slightly open.
For a moment, Su Muwan's mind went blank, her vision blurred, and an inexplicable impulse surged in her chest, as if something was trying to break free from within her.
"Luo Luo, you can't be...."
[Don't say anything, I'm acting.]
Su Muwan: ?
Give me back my worries and tears, hey!!!
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