You forced me to do this!

"Sky-Piercing Hand!"

The Roar of the War Spirit is the strongest offensive technique he can master. It was also the War Emperor who created this ultimate skill, which enabled him to sweep across the era and suppress all enemies.

He continuously formed hand seals, and mysterious runes swirled between his hands. In an instant, a deep crack appeared in the void, its origin and contents unknown.

Suddenly, a gigantic silver hand emerged from within, terrifying beyond compare. Upon closer inspection, one could see that this giant hand was composed of countless silver battle runes, exuding a horrifying aura, as if it were about to devour people.

"boom!"

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked. This enormous hand seemed to want to cover this space. It was truly a hand that could cover the sky!

This supernatural power was later perfected by the War Emperor, containing all the Taoist arts he had accumulated throughout his life. It was terrifying and an extremely forbidden technique.

Even if the War Spirit is unleashed, it will shorten one's lifespan!

The moment this towering hand appeared, it instantly exuded an aura of absolute dominance. The terrifying hand swept everything aside, crushing the lightning and scattering the sea of ​​thunder, leaving nothing to resist.

This is the supreme method of the ancient War Emperor, enough to suppress everything!

Countless people were shocked.

Some people started to sneer:

"Huang is too arrogant. How could he possibly defeat a descendant of an ancient clan in just three moves?"

"Yes, their cultivation levels are similar; both practice Emperor-level or Royal-level techniques. How could Huang defeat his opponent in just three moves?"

"However, Huang has not used his full strength yet, while Zhan Ling has reached his limit. This divine power is his last trump card."

The various prodigies of the Eastern Region displayed different expressions and complex gazes.

The War Spirit is so powerful that it has mastered and can use many of the War Clan's top supernatural abilities. Even if it is only used superficially, it is still extraordinary.

If it were a disciple of a holy sect who could master the sect's supreme secret technique, he would undoubtedly be a holy son or a divine son... Those geniuses who were extremely confident in their strength felt their own inadequacy.

But what shocked them even more was that this meant Li Ming's strength was even more terrifying. Facing such a level of divine power, he was still completely at ease, as if he were toying with him and underestimating his opponent...

However, three moves were still too much.

Even those who trusted Li Ming implicitly had some doubts.

"Die!"

The War Spirit roared, sending the towering hand crashing down on Li Ming.

Looking at this giant hand, Li Ming's eyes flickered, and he said approvingly:

"good."

The fact that the Thunder Technique could shatter his power shows that the War Clan's divine abilities are indeed extremely powerful. If he hadn't broken through to the Martial God realm, things would have been quite difficult.

After all, this is the technique of an ancient emperor!

It is especially fitting that it is used by a descendant of the War Queen.

Such power truly befits the name of royalty!

Strictly speaking, it was already comparable to the power Jiang Biantian unleashed at the end. The fact that the opponent burned his lifespan to sublimate and resonate with his supernatural powers and bloodline was undoubtedly an extremely profound technique.

"That's a good method, but you..."

Li Ming murmured to himself. At some point, he was enveloped in a hazy yet terrifying light, his aura astonishing. He calmly gazed at the towering hand before him.

"I know absolutely nothing about you!"

Li Ming sighed softly. It wasn't that he used a lot of force, but his power was omnipresent, not through the air, but directly reaching the hearts of every spectator.

This also includes battle spirits.

"Um?"

Zhan Ling activated his divine power, capable of covering the sky with one hand. He was originally full of confidence, but upon hearing these words, he was shocked.

The next moment, his gaze was drawn to an incomparably imposing figure.

In a daze, he saw an indescribably majestic figure who emerged step by step from the endless chaos. With a single glance, the three thousand Great Daos collapsed, and deep within his eyes was the scene of the evolution of the universe and the creation of heaven and earth.

His every move did not carry a particularly powerful aura; it appeared extremely natural and otherworldly, like a celestial king descending to earth.

It was sacred and solemn, an unparalleled aura. Even the leaders of some great sects were captivated by this figure and bowed their heads as if worshipping an emperor.

The figure's movements were exactly the same as Li Ming's. When Li Ming raised his hand, he pressed down.

Countless people looked up and saw five fingers pressing down like mountains, like the sky, like gods. It seemed to be just the purest power covering down, but it displayed indescribable strength.

The towering hand that the original War Spirit had unleashed shrank as the palm struck down, eventually dissipating like a wisp of dust.

Such a scene is breathtaking.

"How is that possible?"

Zhan Ling's expression changed drastically. At this moment, he forgot about defense, his eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at the palm that was pressing down.

This palm strike is all-encompassing and unmatched!

"The Emperor's phantom image? How is that possible... How could he possess such power?"

Zhan Ling's eyes were filled with incomprehension and horror.

The supernatural abilities and techniques he used before were at best a superficial understanding of imperial techniques, but they were still much stronger than many divine skills.

But Li Ming's palm strike was undoubtedly a masterful move, as it was able to summon the illusory image of the Azure Emperor, carrying a wisp of imperial might.

Rumble!

Gazing at the colossal hand that blotted out the sky, Zhan Ling was shocked and terrified, and then his expression froze...

This palm strike shattered his supernatural powers and completely destroyed his beliefs.

That also killed him completely!

The second prodigy of the Zhan Clan has fallen!

All of this happened too suddenly.

A powerful warrior from the War Clan roared, tearing through space and bursting into the arena. He picked up the lifeless body of the War Spirit, his face contorted with rage and his eyes bloodshot.

"How could this be? This is outrageous!"

He roared, and went into a frenzy.

The substitute death artifact is completely useless, in other words.

The War Spirit is truly gone.

This is the War Clan's unparalleled genius, the future War Emperor!

He died so young, and even though he was a near-unification expert, he couldn't escape blame when he returned to his clan.

He had only been in the Xuanhuang Realm for a short time when he was killed, and in a very ugly way. He was looked down upon and killed with a single palm strike, and the other party was so young.

Without a doubt, this is earth-shattering news that will shake the major powers of the Xuanhuang Realm.

The War Clan's top prodigy has been slain, a formidable enemy has fallen. Many will rejoice, but many others will feel fear...

If Huang Neng can kill Zhan Zi, doesn't that mean he can also kill them?

"shortage!"

The warrior from the Zhan clan roared to the sky, his eyes filled with hatred and rage.

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

However, many others had their eyes gleaming, waiting to see a good show.

On another arena, the Jiang family's divine son nodded slightly, quite appreciative.

The goddess of the Qin family, her red lips slightly parted, was clearly shocked by the development of the situation.

This Zhan Clan is an ancient royal family with countless powerful members. You, Huang, are just a newly risen prodigy, a martial artist at the Heaven and Earth Realm.