The silk ribbons wrapped around the white bull tightened, and he was shot in the shoulder again. After so long of rampaging, he was finally wounded for the first time.
Seeing that Shangwu Zhenjun had withdrawn his spear and was preparing to thrust again, Bai Niu was startled. He knew he could no longer sit idly by and wait for death, or he might really perish here today.
He roared and rolled on the ground. A burst of divine light flashed across his body, and he immediately revealed his true form, transforming into an incredibly robust bull.
"Roar!" With a furious roar, his muscles tensed, and the silk ribbons wrapped around his body could no longer withstand the strain and shattered.
After regaining his freedom, he did not immediately flee, but decided to fight back.
He glanced down at the wound on his shoulder, a fierce glint in his eyes, and then turned and charged toward Shangwu Zhenjun.
Shangwu Zhenjun thrust his spear forward, but Bai Niu did not dodge; instead, he went straight to meet it.
He used his hard bull horn to butt Shangwu Zhenjun's spear, and the spear tip collided with the bull horn, producing a crisp sound.
The white ox possessed astonishing strength, bending and deforming Shangwu Zhenjun's spear upon impact.
Shangwu Zhenjun was shocked and quickly withdrew his spear, intending to attack again.
But the white bull had already charged in front of him, its upper body raised, and it kicked him hard in the groin with its thick forelegs.
Shangwu Zhenjun was kicked backward repeatedly, looking utterly disheveled.
Taking advantage of the situation, the white ox pressed its attack and fiercely stabbed Shangwu Zhenjun with its sharp horns.
Although Shangwu Zhenjun was powerful, he was still struggling to cope with the fierce attacks of the white bull.
While dodging the white bull's attacks, he tried to find an opportunity to counterattack.
Suddenly, with a soft "plop," a bull's horn pierced his lower abdomen. Shangwu Zhenjun groaned, and blood flowed down the horn.
The white ox suddenly shook its head, instantly tearing open Shangwu Zhenjun's wound and sending him flying.
Next, the white bull raised its head and stared at the sky with its crimson eyes.
Hundreds of immortals and gods stood atop a cloud, coldly watching the battle below.
Bai Niu's heart sank. These immortals and gods were probably the elites of the Heavenly Court. If they attacked together, he would be in trouble.
He made a quick decision to strike first.
Suddenly, he soared into the sky, his four hooves spreading wide, and pounced straight towards those immortals and gods.
Upon seeing this, the Galactic Emperor shook his head slightly and sighed inwardly, knowing that he would likely lose a treasure this time.
But instead of immediately taking back the torn ribbon, he raised his finger and pointed to a star in the sky.
The star was instantly drawn by a powerful force, like a burning meteorite, carrying boundless power and energy, heading straight for the white bull below.
As the first star fell, countless others were drawn down from the sky, like a magnificent meteor shower.
Each of these stars contains immense power, capable of easily destroying a city or a mountain range.
Now that they are attacking the white bull together, you can imagine how powerful they are.
The world was suddenly plunged into a state of destruction, as if the end of the world had arrived.
The entire space was enveloped in starlight, the temperature rose sharply, and the air became incredibly hot.
Enormous stars, each carrying a burst of destructive energy, streaked across the sky like shooting stars, carrying boundless pressure and destructive power, before hurtling towards the top of the white bull's head.
However, the white bull showed no fear in the face of such a terrifying attack.
It let out a low roar, and a faint celestial light emanated from its body, enveloping it.
Then, it revealed its sharp horns and charged towards the shooting stars.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With a series of deafening roars, the white bull clashed violently with the stars.
Each impact triggered a spectacular explosion, sending countless rays of light and smoke billowing out.
Surprisingly, despite the destructive power of those stars, the white bull's body was indestructible.
No matter how powerful the impact of a star, it could not leave any mark on it.
On the contrary, after each collision, the white bull became even faster and more imposing, continuing to fly into the sky.
As the white ox grew increasingly frenzied and drew ever closer to them, the Heavenly Empress felt a growing sense of unease.
She frowned, extended a slender finger, and drew a line in the air.
Suddenly, a huge rift opened up between heaven and earth, separating them from the white ox.
With the appearance of this gap, the distance between them and the white bull instantly became insurmountable.
However, the white bull was not frightened by this sudden change; instead, it became even more ferocious.
Without hesitation, it leaped across the void rift, traversing time and space, and continued its charge towards the crowd.
At this moment, the Heavenly Emperor witnessed all of this and thought to himself: I must not let that beast get close to me.
He suddenly stretched out his left hand, palm open, and a burst of multicolored light suddenly bloomed in his hand.
Then, a precious mirror slowly rose from the light, spun a few times in his hand, and then quickly pointed at the white ox.
In an instant, the mirror flashed with dazzling light, and the white ox's figure was clearly reflected in the mirror.
At the same time, the white ox suddenly stopped moving, its body stiffened in mid-air and could not move, and the magic power flowing wildly in its body suddenly stopped for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, countless dazzling stars shot in like meteors, raining down on the white bull.
These stars possess immense power, each one containing boundless might, as if they were about to tear the heavens and earth apart.
They fell like meteors, crashing heavily into the white bull.
The white ox roared, struggling against the precious mirror and trying to break free of its restraints. At the same time, a layer of white immortal light emanated from its body as it attempted to resist the powerful impact of the stars.
However, the power of these stars was too astonishing. The white ox only held on for a moment before being struck by the stars.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
...
A series of dull thuds followed, and the white ox's body trembled violently as it spat out a mouthful of blood.
Then, unable to withstand the relentless bombardment of the stars any longer, it fell miserably from the sky...
The white bull plummeted downwards, its speed increasing until it crashed heavily to the ground.
With a loud "boom," the entire vast Heavenly Palace trembled.
Dust billowed across the ground, forming a huge crater in which the white ox was trapped, unable to climb out for a while.
Upon seeing this, a hint of joy flashed in Shangwu Zhenjun's eyes.
He immediately threw the spear in his hand, while muttering incantations.
The spear instantly transformed into a flash of cold light, piercing through time and space with a whoosh, and appeared in front of the white ox in an instant.
Before the white bull could react, the spear had already pierced straight into its body.
The white ox let out a miserable cry, its body convulsing, before it was finally pinned to the ground. Soon after, it was surrounded by pools of blood.
In an instant, the enormous body lay in a pool of blood, its life force rapidly fading away...
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