The wings of light vibrated, and countless phantom images of the Wings of Freedom appeared simultaneously.
Each one exuded an aura of authenticity, and together they unleashed their divine powers, stirring up the ocean of thunder and causing chaos.
On the other side.
The battle between the legendary staff and the Slaughtering Lord has reached a fever pitch.
"The legend ends, the epic concludes!"
The spirit of the legendary staff uttered an ancient chant.
The phantoms of countless legendary powerful figures converge into a torrent that spans the ages.
Charge toward the primordial will of the Slaughtering Heavenly Lord.
"Before my path of slaughter, any legend will be shattered!"
The Killing Sword in the hands of the Killing Heavenly Lord burst forth with dazzling blood light.
He swung his sword.
It was as if the killing intent of the entire immortal realm had been stirred up, transforming into a blood-red sword mark capable of severing cause and effect and erasing history.
The battle between the six Heavenly Lords turned this void into a complete wasteland.
Just then.
An incomparable, domineering aura descended!
The appearance of this aura.
It even caused the six Heavenly Lords, who were engaged in fierce combat, to pause in their actions.
They all turned their will toward the source of the breath.
All that could be seen was the rear of the Heavenly Army.
In that chaotic void, a figure stepped out.
He was dressed in white, with his black hair flowing freely, and his face was calm.
Yet it seems to be the center of all heavens and myriad paths, the origin of the cosmic era.
With each step he took, golden lotuses bloomed beneath his feet.
With each step he took, the chaotic laws around him automatically calmed down and worshipped him.
"Who...who is that?"
Within the Heavenly Court's camp, Tu Huang, a half-step Heavenly Lord, suddenly contracted his pupils.
He felt a pressure from that figure that was even more terrifying than that of the Heavenly Emperor, as if he were facing an ancient deity.
The ancient emperors, such as the Martial Emperor and the Qi Emperor, were deeply shaken.
Their very essence, which was as enduring as heaven and earth, was trembling before this aura.
"Feng Baiyu!"
Within the treasure realm, the Feather Emperor cried out in shock, his face filled with disbelief.
The junior brother I'd taken in as a disciple actually showed up here!
and.
The pressure emanating from him was more than ten thousand times stronger than when he was at the Feathered Gate!
Heavenly Lord!
He was actually the Heavenly Emperor!
Zhao Feng let out a long roar, "Feng Baiyu, the Supreme Elder of the Feathered Ascension Sect, has come here specifically to assist the Heavenly Court in capturing the thief and punishing the rebel!"
He took a step forward and arrived at the crystal wall of the treasure realm, which was on the verge of collapse.
The next moment.
It was as if an ancient divine elephant, which had been asleep for countless eons, was opening its eyes.
Behind Zhao Feng.
A blurry, enormous phantom image flashed by and disappeared.
The phantom stood tall and imposing; even its outline exuded an unparalleled divine might that could suppress countless hells and roar down the stars of the heavens.
"Break!!"
Zhao Feng threw a punch.
Tearing apart space and time, triggering the laws of nature.
boom!!!
The boundary wall, which was personally set up by the Heavenly Lord Duobao, survived the attack of the Heavenly Lord Chaos and withstood the aftershocks of the battle between the six Heavenly Lords, finally could not hold on any longer!
There was a muffled thud.
The entire crystal wall of the treasure realm, along with the countless laws interwoven on it and the seven-colored divine light protecting it, was forcibly reduced to nothingness!
An enormous hole, with edges as smooth as a mirror, appeared above the treasure realm.
One punch breaks the boundary!
The crystal wall of the treasure realm was shattered, and endless void turbulence and the aftershocks of the Great Dao poured in wildly.
The entire Treasure Realm, that bizarre and wondrous world of magical treasures, began to violently tremble under this impact.
The aftershock of just one punch brought devastating damage to the Treasure Realm.
"How dare you!"
Wings of Liberty and Staff of Legend roared in unison.
They abandoned their respective opponents, transformed into two streaks of light, and instantly returned to the Treasure Realm, attempting to stabilize this world on the verge of collapse.
"Feng Baiyu? The Feathered Ascension Sect actually has such a Heavenly Lord?"
The will of the Chaos Heavenly Lord fluctuated violently.
His form, composed of chaotic energy, showed signs of instability.
"Who cares about their origins! Since they're here to help us, let's join forces and wipe out the Treasure Realm!"
The Slaughtering Heavenly Lord let out a wild laugh, and the blood-red killing sword light surged once more, slashing fiercely at the legendary staff that stabilized the world.
"kill!"
In the Heavenly Army, the Slaughtering Emperor raised his Slaughtering Blade, let out a roar, and took the lead, transforming into a streak of blood-red light, becoming the first to rush into the Treasure Realm through the huge hole that Zhao Feng had created!
"Kill them!"
Dozens of emperors, including the Martial Emperor, the Qi Emperor, and the Xi Emperor, followed closely behind.
They formed a battle formation, like a flood bursting its banks, and poured into the treasure realm through the breach, unleashing the most brutal massacre upon the beings that had been transformed from magical artifacts.
Zhao Feng stood with his hands behind his back and stepped into the treasure realm.
At this moment, Fang Han was completely dumbfounded.
He stared in horror at the figure who had stepped into the treasure realm, a figure that resembled a god or demon.
"The... the Supreme Master? Why?"
He couldn't understand it, he just couldn't understand it at all!
Why would the supreme leader of the Feathered Ascension Sect, the one who once bestowed upon him supernatural powers and was like a teacher and father to him, attack him?
Zhao Feng's punch not only shattered the treasure realm, but also shattered the last glimmer of hope in his heart.
"Feng Baiyu! How dare you!"
Fang Qingxue shouted sharply, and purple lightning surged around her.
A terrifying aura, imbued with destiny and judgment, erupted from her body.
The purple lightning bolt mark between her eyebrows was dazzlingly bright.
She stepped forward, blocking Fang Han's path and facing Zhao Feng as he slowly approached.
"The Goddess of Lightning?"
Zhao Feng stopped in his tracks, looking calmly at Fang Qingxue blocking his way. "You...you also want to stop me?"
"He is the person I want to protect." Fang Qingxue's voice was cold and resolute.
"Guardian?" Zhao Feng chuckled, his voice filled with disdain. "With your meager power in this reincarnated body?"
He raised his right hand and pressed it forward.
Buzz!
The void suddenly sank.
Fang Qingxue felt an irresistible force pressing down on her from all directions.
The protective divine lightning surrounding her couldn't even withstand a single breath before shattering into pieces before this power.
The magic power within her.
Her Thunder Punishment Dao was instantly suppressed and rendered unable to function.
puff!
Fang Qingxue suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and her whole body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing heavily to the ground. Her face instantly turned deathly pale.
With just one palm strike, the reincarnation of the Goddess of Lightning was severely injured!
"Qingxue!"
Fang Han's eyes were practically bursting with rage.
He frantically activated the Ancestral Immortal Law that he had just broken through within his body, and the Yellow Spring Diagram transformed into a Yellow Spring Waterfall, protecting himself and Fang Qingxue.
"Sect Leader! Why did you do this! What did I do wrong!" He roared angrily at Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng didn't even look at him, but simply strode forward.
The seemingly fragile Yellow Springs Waterfall appeared to be nonexistent before him.
His body passed directly through the protection of the Yellow Springs Diagram and arrived in front of Fang Han.
At that moment, every hair on Fang Han's body stood on end.
Zhao Feng said calmly, "Because your very existence is a mistake."
As they were talking.
He reached out and grabbed at Fang Han's head.
This seemingly slow action locked onto Fang Han's past, present, and future, leaving him with no way to avoid it or escape!
In that moment of despair, an aged voice rang out.
"stop!"
The legendary staff appeared before Zhao Feng at some unknown time, its ancient shaft blocking the falling hand.
Zhao Feng placed his palm on the staff of legend.
Boom!
The staff of legend, a sacred artifact that had accompanied the Heavenly Lord Duobao for countless years and witnessed the rise and fall of the immortal realm, was now groaning under its own weight.
Fine cracks spread from where Zhao Feng's palm touched the staff, extending across the entire shaft.
"That's impossible!"
The spirit of the legendary staff let out a terrified scream.
"Who exactly are you! This power is not that of an ordinary Heavenly Lord!"
Zhao Feng did not answer.
He exerted force with all five fingers and clenched his fist tightly.
Click!
A crisp shattering sound echoed throughout the entire Treasure Realm.
The legendary staff, this sacred artifact that shook the heavens, was actually broken by him with his bare hands!
The legendary staff was snapped in two, and countless fragments, mixed with the laws of the Holy Path, scattered in all directions.
The spirit of the artifact let out a shrill scream, transformed into a dim light and shadow, and vanished into the void.
This scene plunged everyone into a deathly silence.
Whether it was the Heavenly Emperor who was wreaking havoc in the Treasure Realm, the Wings of Freedom who were locked in battle with the Thunder Emperor, or the Chaos and Chaotic Heavenly Lords who were watching from afar in the void, they all stopped what they were doing.
Crushing a sacred-grade immortal artifact with bare hands!
What does this mean?
A sacred-grade immortal artifact, equivalent to a Heavenly Lord!
This means that this mysterious man in white killed a Heavenly Emperor with his bare hands!
"A monster...he's a monster!"
The Feather Emperor slumped to the ground, his face ashen, muttering to himself incessantly.
"This person... cannot be defeated by force!"
The light and shadow of Wings of Liberty fluctuated violently.
He could no longer afford to fight the Thunder Emperor, and with a flap of his wings, he was about to escape into endless space and time to flee this place.
He represents absolute freedom; if he wants to leave, even the Heavenly Emperor cannot stop him.
However.
Zhao Feng merely glanced at him indifferently, "Where do you think you are in front of me?"
He took a step forward, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
The next moment.
He had already appeared in front of the Wings of Freedom, blocking his path.
"Great Sealing Technique!"
Zhao Feng's words became law.
In an instant.
Countless chains composed of Dao runes emerged from nothingness, sealing off the spacetime surrounding the Wings of Freedom layer upon layer.
The Wings of Liberty's prized spatial teleportation ability completely failed at this moment!
"No!"
Wings of Liberty let out a terrified scream.
He flapped his wings frantically, and primordial fire soared into the sky, attempting to burn away the sealing chains.
But those chains seemed to be the very rules themselves, impervious to all laws, remaining unmoved no matter how the primordial fire burned them.
"Who...who are you?!" The spirit of the Wings of Freedom cried out in despair.
"A debt collector."
Zhao Feng didn't give him another chance and pointed out with one finger.
Great Annihilation Technique!
An invisible force of destruction coalesced into a divine light invisible to the naked eye, instantly piercing through the Wings of Freedom's body.
Those wings, composed of pure light and the laws of freedom, rapidly disintegrated and vanished from the pierced core, turning into the most primordial specks of light and returning to nothingness.
Another sacred immortal artifact has fallen!
The wills of the three Heavenly Court giants—Thunder Emperor, Slaughter Emperor, and Chaos Emperor—fell completely silent.
As they watched the white-robed man, who seemed like a god descending to earth, effortlessly obliterating two sacred-grade immortal artifacts, a storm raged in their hearts.
When did such a terrifying being appear in the Immortal Realm?
They were completely unaware!
"Walk!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the three Heavenly Lords simultaneously chose to retreat.
There is no point in staying in the face of such an incomprehensible and terrifying being.
The Heavenly Army also retreated like the tide.
Zhao Feng did not pursue them.
He slowly turned around and walked back to Fang Han.
At this moment, Fang Han was no longer terrified, but completely numb.
Two beings at the Heavenly Monarch level were so easily annihilated before him.
All his resistance and struggle seemed so ridiculous.
"It's time to end this."
Zhao Feng reached out again and grabbed Fang Han's head.
However.
Just as his hand was about to touch Fang Han.
A faint, yet deeply sorrowful and resolute chant rang out.
It's Fang Qingxue!
She lay on the ground, covered in blood, but with her last strength, she chanted an ancient and forbidden incantation.
"With my life, I dedicate my destiny, open the passage to the future, and send forth the spark of hope..."
Her body became transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her life, her soul, everything she was, was burning!
Minor Destiny Technique!
Among the three thousand great paths, the Great Destiny Technique ranks first among its branches.
It is the most mysterious and forbidden supreme divine power!
Legend has it that this supernatural power can communicate with the river of fate, reverse cause and effect, and change everything!
Buzz!
An indescribable power descended from nothingness.
This force ignored Zhao Feng's blockade and the constraints of time and space, directly impacting Fang Han.
Fang Han's body was enveloped in a seven-colored light and began to become illusory.
A passage made of countless threads of fate slowly opened behind him.
"Trying to leave?"
Zhao Feng's gaze sharpened.
He felt the power emanating from the river of fate.
His outstretched hand suddenly accelerated, and countless divine particles seemed to roar between his five fingers, trying to crush Fang Han along with the passage of fate!
"Walk!"
Fang Qingxue let out her final cry.
Her body burned completely at that moment, becoming the last bit of power that propelled the path of destiny.
boom!
The passage of fate suddenly trembled, completely swallowing Fang Han's figure before Zhao Feng's palm could fall.
The passage then closed and vanished without a trace.
Zhao Feng's hand grasped at empty air.
His palm hovered in mid-air, and the surrounding space-time was constantly being created and destroyed because of his out-of-control power.
The entire ruins of the Treasure Realm were completely obliterated by the aftershocks of this power.
He stared at the spot where Fang Han had disappeared, remaining silent.
After a moment, he withdrew his hand, and his expression returned to calm.
He whispered, "Minor Destiny Technique...fate?"
"That's interesting."
"Unfortunately... you can't escape. This is just a waste of your luck!"
Zhao Feng turned around, took a step, and his figure disappeared into the ruins of the Treasure Realm, which had now become a dead zone, leaving behind only a scene of devastation. (End of Chapter)
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