Chapter 605: Unparalleled Divine Power
This is not an illusion.
Everything is real.
The ten realms and the burning will swept back and forth. They could be sure that everything before their eyes was real and their will was not confused. If all this was still false, it meant that they had been living in an illusory world all along.
This was an even more terrifying guess than Bai Donglin lifting the Demon King's Palace with one hand. All the people in the Ten Realms shook their heads slightly, denying this possibility.
Bai Donglin looked around, a smile flashed in his eyes, and looking at the Ten Realms who were all shocked, he nodded with some satisfaction.
He affirmed his pretense! Is his strength really that terrifying? Of course, this is impossible. As a physical cultivator, his brute force is indeed against the sky, but it is not yet so exaggerated. Just as these ten realms thought in their hearts, if anyone can manipulate the Demon Emperor Palace so easily, it can only be the legendary eleventh realm.
He was able to lift up the Demon King's Palace only with the help of external forces. The answer was - the Infinite Styx! The last time he sneaked into the Demon King's Palace, he had already embedded the Infinite Styx into every corner of the Demon King's Palace. At this moment, he just merged the Styx in his body with the tributaries, and spent some time to guide out the terrifying power from the depths of the Styx, so that he could lift up the Demon King's Palace.
Not to mention one hand, even a strand of hair can do it, it's just a show.
"I don't believe it! There is no true self in the world, and there can't be a monster like you!"
"Demon Palace! Kill——"
The eyes of the Nether Candle Dragon were red, and he was shocked by the scene before him. The Demon King Palace, which was like a belief in his heart, should not be desecrated like this. His mind was agitated, and the vast and boundless power of the Primordial Chaos poured out, urging the Demon King Palace with all his strength to completely suppress Bai Donglin.
He no longer had any intention of holding back, his heart was dark and he was under the shadow of an extremely strong crisis.
Boom! The Demon King's Palace trembled violently, and endless divine light burst out, like a colorful flame, covering the palace that spanned tens of thousands of light years, and the corrupted time and space were burned into nothingness.
There was a hint of mockery in Bai Donglin's eyes, but his right hand remained motionless. The Netherworld Candle Dragon's best efforts only caused a few ripples in the Endless Styx.
The essence of the Wuming River is extremely high. In Bai Donglin's opinion, the bald man is very likely not in the True Self Realm, but in the higher Other Shore Creation Realm! How can such a Styx be shaken by the Ten Realms plus the Demon King Palace?
"It's time to take back the battle monument. This Demon Emperor Palace is also mine!"
"We just happen to be lacking a heavy weapon. This Demon Palace and the Styx are a perfect match."
The endless Styx invaded every corner of the Demon King's Palace. Even though it was still under the control of the Nether Candle Dragon, it could not stop him at all.
He stretched out his hand forward, passing through the illusory Styx, ignoring the walls of the palace and the many secret characters of the formation, and instantly reached the core of the Demon Emperor's Palace, which was above the ruined Wa Emperor's Palace.
The war monument was shining with divine light, floating in the void, and slowly rotating. The key to the demon clan's ability to create the Demon Emperor's Palace, a treasure, was relying on this war monument, which acted as a bridge.
A strong hand stretched out from the void, grabbed the war monument tightly, took it off, retracted into the endless river of Hades and disappeared.
Buzz!
The Demon King's Palace trembled violently, and the colorful divine flames surrounding it suddenly went out. The light dissipated, and it became dim and dead silent, revealing a pure and deep pitch-black palace, which was the original color of the core of the super world.
“Puff!”
"What, what happened? The Demon Palace, my Demon Palace, is gone..."
The bright and shining dragon scales of the Netherworld Candle Dragon dimmed, and he suffered a severe backlash. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of real dragon blood, his eyes were blank, and he clearly sensed that the "spirit" of the Demon King's Palace had been annihilated.
"Bai Donglin, what on earth did you do!?"
"Return my Demon Palace to me!"
Roar! Ang——
The Nether Candle Dragon went completely berserk, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared towards the sky. The Demon King's Palace was the foundation of the demon race, it could suppress all enemies and protect countless people of the tribe, but now it was lost from him. He was calm enough for not going crazy on the spot.
The hot and boiling will, the voice summons, the ten realms of the scaly-armored flying demon clan, all received the voice transmission that was lost from the Demon Emperor's Palace, their expressions changed wildly, and they pounced towards Bai Donglin.
"Where do you want to go?!"
Although the human overlords did not know what was happening, they would not just stand by and watch. With shining eyes, they continued to fight with the ten realms of the demon race who wanted to leave.
"die--"
The huge body of the Netherworld Candle Dragon spreads across six light years. Its sharp claws tightly grasp the Heaven-Turning Seal, burning its lifespan madly as it pushes it with all its strength, smashing towards Bai Donglin.
Now is not the time to feel sorry for his lifespan. If he cannot take back the Demon King's Palace, then he, Nether Candle Dragon, will be the eternal sinner of the demon race.
“Well done!”
Bai Donglin's mind moved, and the endless Styx River flowing inside the Demon King's Palace suddenly expanded slightly outwards, swallowing up the entire Demon King's Palace.
The huge Demon King's Palace was like a bubble, it flashed slightly and disappeared into the void. Such a scene once again stimulated the Nether Candle Dragon severely. Its scarlet eyes seemed to be bleeding, and its movements became several times faster.
"kill!!"
Ding! Boom! Boom!
Bai Donglin's fists were shining with crystal light. He did not dodge or evade, but directly hit the Fantian Seal in the most brutal way.
He used all his strength to perform the Law of Heaven and Earth, and his body was more than three light years long, not much smaller than the Netherworld Candle Dragon, so it didn't seem abrupt when the two of them entangled and killed each other.
The True Dragon Clan is famous for their powerful physical bodies, and Bai Donglin is also a physical cultivator who cultivates his physical body. There is nothing fancy about the fight between the two, it is just the purest hand-to-hand combat.
The vast and mighty force continued to surge, and the horrifying aftermath of destruction swept across, with circles of ripples like real ones, shattering the chaotic space and time wherever it passed.
They all used ancient artifacts, and the destructive power they unleashed was more violent than that of the ordinary ten realms. Every collision could tear apart the extremely hard boundary wall, and scarlet cracks filled the void.
To a certain extent, the number of barriers a monk can break can be used to roughly estimate his strength.
The so-called "breaking the void" can be achieved in the eighth realm, shattering the space and entering the dark space mezzanine.
When one reaches the ninth realm, one can break through the dimensional barrier in the pitch-black space and reach the inner dimensional space of the only true world, which is a dark white color.
The ruler of the ten realms can use his own innate fairy magic weapon to burst out with all his strength. In the inner dimension space, he can shatter the incomparably hard boundary wall of the only true realm, open a faint scarlet crack, and reach the boundless outer dimension space.
If they want to break the boundary wall easily or even permanently, the strong men in the ten realms have to rely on the power of ancient artifacts.
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Boom! Snap—
The collision was extremely violent, with millions of collisions occurring in an instant. The violent aftermath continued to surge, and the scarlet boundary seam could not heal for a long time.
"Almost there! Almost there! Just a little bit more..."
Bai Donglin became more and more frantic as the battle went on. The Sky-Breaking Sword in his hand shone brightly. He was not afraid of getting hurt, wasting time, or dying. He did not need to defend himself at all. He only needed to attack as much as he could! Attack! Attack again!
The scarlet light in Nether Candle Dragon's eyes gradually faded and was gradually replaced by shock. Under such a fierce confrontation, he clearly sensed that there was no original fluctuation or Hunyuan power in Bai Donglin's body.
This kid hasn't even broken through the tenth realm yet!
But why was he the one being beaten?
The Netherworld Candle Dragon roared in his heart, and the common sense he had accumulated for countless years was shattered.
Bai Donglin sensed Nether Candle Dragon's confusion and a smile flashed in his eyes. The truth is often more cruel. At this moment, he had not actually used his full strength.
After the Demon King's Palace lost its war monument, it could be said that it had turned into an extremely heavy piece of "scrap iron" and could no longer be driven against the enemy because it was too heavy.
But this is not possible for Bai Donglin, who owns the River Styx. He can use the power of the River Styx to use the Demon King's Palace as a simple heavy weapon to smash people.
Moreover, the Endless Styx River wrapped around the Demon King's Palace, making it completely hidden, making it perfect for sneak attacks and completely eliminating the Demon King's Palace's original clumsy attack method.
In other words, if he wanted to kill the Netherworld Candle Dragon, he only needed to smash it hard with the Demon King's Palace to end the battle.
Not only did he not use the Demon Palace, he did not even use all ten rules. He simply activated the divine power rules! The reason for this was that with the help of the Enlightenment Pearl, after a thousand years of accelerated time, the divine power rules took the lead and were about to complete the transformation and become the original rules.
Now, with just a little chance, he could condense the rules of the origin of divine power and break through to the tenth realm - the realm of Hunyuan Wuji! Different cultivators have different rules, and they all need different chances and insights when they are promoted and transformed into the origin.
Like Mara, his breakthrough opportunity was in endless torture, he gained enlightenment, fell into hell, and completed the transformation of his origin.
The opportunity for Bai Donglin to break through, or the opportunity for the transformation of the divine power rules, was in the selfless battle! Power is originally the way of killing.
Only in the fierce battle can one seize the fleeting opportunity to complete the transformation and advance to the original rules.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"It's almost there, it's almost there, I can already feel it..."
"Divine power! Divine power!"
Boom boom
Bai Donglin's eyes were extremely bright, and a crazy fighting spirit was boiling and burning in his heart.
The incomparably huge fists kept hitting the Nether Candle Dragon, instantly tearing its skin and flesh, and its original particles were constantly destroyed.
hold head high--
The Netherworld Candle Dragon wailed incessantly, and unknowingly, a hint of fear arose in his heart.
This is a monster!! (End of this chapter)