"Since you have abandoned your human identity, then prepare to face the human race's counterattack!"

Zhou Tong's eyes were as bright as lightning, his brows were shining brightly, and an extremely mysterious aura flowed around him.

This scene shocked Zhao Wutan's heart.

After becoming a saint, his perception became dozens of times stronger, and he could even vaguely sense the trajectory of the future.

"Why do I feel uneasy? I have already become a saint. I am not afraid of any strong person in the world. Could it be that he has another trump card?"

Once this thought came to his mind, it lingered in Zhao Wutan's mind, making him extremely annoyed.

"Are you shaking?"

Zhou Tong's eyes flashed, and he saw the flaw in the other person's heart.

"After all, he is a saint who was forced to be powerful. A mind that has not been tempered cannot control this power."

"You are nothing more than a hypocrite at best!"

"shut up!"

Just a few words made Zhao Wutan furious.

He had calculated everything and put all his energy into waiting for this moment.

How could he bear the fact that the power he had worked so hard to obtain was directly denied?

"Are you anxious?"

Zhou Tong raised the corners of his mouth, full of contempt and ridicule.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Zhao Wutan was indeed affected and became furious easily.

He was seen holding up the sky with one hand, and an extremely hot ball of light suddenly appeared, burning everything below.

“Ahhh…”

Many people cried out in agony, feeling as if their flesh and blood were being steamed dry. They could only crawl and tremble under this absolute force.

This is the real power of a saint, and this is not just an ordinary saint.

"Would you like to see a solar explosion?"

Zhao Wutan was very proud and triumphant, and he held the lives of everyone present in his hands.

At this very moment…

Only a loud bang was heard!

The sky shook, and endless mental power spread out!

Its vastness is boundless.

It is heavy as chaos.

The source is Zhou Tong!

The people below showed shocked expressions. They only knew that this mental force was extremely strong, not weaker than that of a saint.

But only a true saint would be horrified.

Before becoming a saint, seeing this spiritual power is like a mayfly seeing a big tree.

To wait and see after becoming a saint is like an ant looking at the sky!

"How can your mental strength be so strong?!"

Zhao Wutian's expression changed completely, and he lost his original composure.

"Why do you ask so many questions when you are dying?"

Hearing this, his face twitched, and then he sneered: "Don't be so pretentious. Although your mental strength is strong, it is extremely unstable. As long as I don't take the initiative to attack, you can't hurt the saint!"

He took a deep breath and constantly encouraged himself: "Now I have merged with the formation. As long as I am alive, the formation will not break. As long as the formation is not broken, I will not die!"

However, before he finished speaking, he frowned.

Zhao Wutan held up the sun in one hand, but he felt that the formation had become extremely obscure. Originally, it was something that he could control as easily as his own arm, but now it seemed as if there was a barrier between them!

"What did you do?"

He looked at Zhou Tong and asked, his voice already trembling.

"Things belonging to God should be managed by God, things belonging to the devil should be managed by the devil, and things belonging to humans should of course be managed by humans!"

When these words came out, Zhao Wutan was stunned at first, and after thinking for a moment, he felt as if he was struck by lightning!

Four big words emerged in his mind.

Power belongs to you!

The Array of Death and Silence of Living Beings was created by the ancestors of the human race. In the division of heaven, the highest control over it belongs to the human race.

Once the power attribution is triggered, control of the array will fall into the hands of the human race.

But now he is no longer human... Having lost the authority of the formation, he has lost the basis of his invincibility!

"Impossible... You are just scaremongering. If you want to trigger the transfer of authority, unless you are an enlightened person from our clan, you must use your spiritual power to reach..."

He stopped in the middle of his words, his breathing became extremely heavy and his face was filled with horror.

"Arrived at what?" Zhou Tong asked with a smile.

"Arrived... at the Imperial Realm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wind and thunder changed drastically, and countless rays of light were separated from the formation. Finally, they gathered into a strange rune, which was held in Zhou Tong's hand.

Zhou Tongbao looked solemn and stern, reciting scriptures.

"The foreign races are everywhere, their ferocity is notorious, the sea is flooded with waves, and there is death and disaster. The emperor calls for the heavenly strategy, which is as clear as a jade pendant. They will seize power and return to my hometown!"

Zhao Wutian's body was shaking violently. He clearly felt that the control of the formation was shifting and was about to slip out of his control.

"No!"

He roared and threw the sun in his hand out in an attempt to stop Zhou Tong.

But it was too late.

The array was in motion, roaring and roaring, an invisible force locked onto the sun and cut it into pieces, turning it into nothing!

At the same time, another strange wave arose and blocked Zhao Wutan.

"Let me go!"

Zhao Wutian's face turned pale. Even though he was a saint, he felt that the situation was hopeless.

I've said it before, you have no control over this power that you've seized through evil means, it's time to return it to its original owner!

In terms of control over formations, Zhou Tong is countless times better than Zhao Wutan.

Under his manipulation, the souls of the people were pulled out and escaped from the cage named Zhao Wutan.

"No! My power! It all belongs to me, give it back to me!"

He roared in despair, tears streaming down his face.

Decades of hard work and calculations were all wasted in this moment.

He was defeated, completely defeated. His trump cards had been taken out and there was no way to turn the tide!

"The soul is gone!"

Zhou Tong snapped his fingers, and countless souls automatically returned to their original bodies.

“Wow wow wow…”

After a brief silence, the loud cry of a baby rang out, injecting vitality into the imperial capital!

Everyone cheered and rejoiced!

After waiting for a long time, the clouds finally cleared and the moon appeared. They won!

"I can't accept this. Even if it means death, I will fight to the end!"

Zhao Wutan roared, burning with the last bit of madness. He was filled with devilish energy like fire, and he unleashed all his potential in an attempt to take back power.

Faced with the counterattack, Zhou Tong's face turned pale and he felt a sharp pain in his head.

Even with such a full output of mental strength, he couldn't hold on for much longer.

"Hahaha...it seems you're not invincible after all!"

Zhao Wutan felt that he saw hope again. If he could take back the power, he would have won completely. Zhou Tong would not be able to trigger the transfer of power again.

Just when he was feeling proud, he suddenly saw Zhou Tong giving him a thumbs up.

"What do you mean?"

"Hehe... Do you remember the scene when you and I had a mental confrontation at the beginning?"

"I told you, that's your biggest failure!"

Hearing this, Zhao Wutan shuddered slightly and immediately checked his sea of ​​consciousness.

The result made him feel numb all over. There was a large, extremely concentrated and barely perceptible piece of mental power in his mind that did not belong to him.

These are all terrifying mental bombs!

In that only battle of mental power, Zhou Tong laid a hidden trick!