This aura was like Mount Tai pressing down on him. Yuan Zhexian felt as if his body was being pressed down by an invisible and powerful force, and he could not move an inch.
Shen Gong was forced to kneel on one knee, his knee slamming violently against the hard ground.
It made a muffled "bang".
His hands gripped the ground tightly, as if they were his last lifeline, all his strength concentrated in those hands to resist the immense pressure.
The veins on his forehead bulged, and sweat poured down his forehead like a fountain, soaking his clothes.
Seeing that the desired effect had been achieved, Wan Ying's lips curled up slightly, revealing an arrogant smile.
His voice radiated an arrogant confidence as he said, "If you know what's good for you, you can avoid some physical pain; otherwise..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Gong, like a startled bird, hurriedly interrupted Wan Ying, saying, "We know what's good for us, we know what's good for us!"
His voice seemed filled with fear and obsequiousness, as if he were afraid that Wan Ying would inflict even harsher punishment on them.
Seeing this, Wan Ying nodded in satisfaction, and his aura also subsided.
His gaze fell on Shen Gong and the silent Yuan Zhexian, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes.
Upon seeing this, Shen Gong quickly stood up, bowed deeply to Wan Ying, and said, "Thank you for your leniency, senior. To express my gratitude, I offer this bow to you."
His movements were respectful and humble, as if Wan Ying were his savior.
Faced with this sudden turn of events, and seeing that Shen Gong's actions were somewhat obsequious, Yuan Zhexian immediately did not understand Shen Gong's intentions.
Seeing that Shen Gong was so sensible, Wan Ying was even more pleased. He smiled and nodded, indicating that he accepted Shen Gong's greeting.
However, just as Shen Gong finished his bow, Wan Ying suddenly felt a strange sensation welling up inside her.
His body felt as if it were being impacted by an invisible force, leaving him agitated and unable to control himself.
Immediately afterwards, the blood and qi in his body began to reverse wildly, as if they were about to burst out of his body.
Wan Ying stared in astonishment, his eyes wide with surprise. He had never expected such a thing to happen.
Before he could react, a powerful force suddenly erupted within him. He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of immortal blood gushed out like an arrow.
Seeing this, Shen Gong rushed forward without hesitation, shouting, "Spirit Annihilation Finger!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he swiftly extended a finger and struck Wan Ying's heart with lightning speed.
In an instant, a muffled thud was heard, and Wan Ying spat out another mouthful of immortal blood.
Clearly, Shen Gong's attack was extremely powerful, causing Wan Ying to be seriously injured.
Witnessing this scene, Yuan Zhexian was startled and thought to himself, "How cunning! This Lord Shen is truly insidious!"
"Relying on his own ill-fated body, he deliberately feigned weakness and played the fool to deceive others. This is even more cunning than the Nine Ancestors."
However, Wan Ying was, after all, a powerful being at the Golden Immortal realm. Although his blood and qi were in disarray and he could not use immortal techniques, his physical body was still incredibly strong.
Shen Gong's attack just now was clearly not enough to kill him.
Just then, seeing that Wan Ying was injured, Yuan Zhexian immediately seized the opportunity and unhesitatingly summoned his Immortal King Artifact—the Chaos Bell.
As soon as the Chaos Bell appeared, the surrounding space began to tremble violently, as if the whole world was shaking.
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Zhexian poured all his power into the Chaos Bell, making its light even more dazzling.
The next moment, Yuan Zhexian smashed the Chaos Bell straight at Wan Ying without hesitation.
At that moment, Wan Ying saw that Yuan Zhe Xian had actually summoned a Celestial King artifact. His face instantly turned terrified, filled with disbelief.
He never imagined that Yuan Zhexian would possess such an unparalleled treasure—a Celestial King artifact!
The fear in Wan Ying's heart surged like a raging storm. He knew how terrifying the power of this Immortal King weapon was, and he was sure that he would die and his soul would be scattered under its attack.
However, at this moment, Wan Ying had no other choice.
His internal energy and blood were reversed, and he was completely unable to mobilize his immortal spiritual power, as if he were imprisoned.
Faced with such a desperate situation, the only thing he could do was rely on his prestige as a member of the Wan family of the Myriad Tribulations Divine Kingdom to try to stop Yuan Zhexian.
So, suppressing his fear and clinging to his last glimmer of hope, Wan Ying roared at Yuan Zhe Xian, "I am the great-grandson of the Myriad Tribulations Immortal King! If you dare to kill me, be prepared for the mad revenge of the Myriad Tribulations Divine Kingdom!"
However, how could Yuan Zhexian be intimidated by such a threat?
"Strike while the iron is hot" is Yuan Zhexian's consistent principle.
He didn't even glance at Wan Ying, as if he hadn't heard him at all, and continued to manipulate the Chaos Bell mercilessly, crashing it straight into Wan Ying.
The Chaos Bell was as huge as a mountain, emanating a heart-palpitating aura and carrying unparalleled power as it slammed into Wan Ying.
With a deafening roar, Wan Ying's body exploded instantly upon impact with the Chaos Bell, turning into a cloud of blood mist that vanished completely into the world.
This horrific scene left Shen Gong, who was standing nearby, dumbfounded. He never expected that Yuan Zhexian was not only powerful, but also possessed such a terrifying Immortal King artifact.
This discovery made Shen Gong even more curious about the origins of Yuan Zhexian, and his doubts grew deeper.
However, despite Shen Gong's great curiosity about Yuan Zhexian, he could not obtain any other valuable information besides knowing that his surname was Yuan.
Faced with this situation, Shen Gong had no other choice but to rely on his own efforts to gradually understand the person he followed.
The moment Yuan Zhexian killed Wan Ying, the entire space seemed to be sealed off by a powerful force, creating an indescribable sense of oppression.
Immediately afterwards, an aura of a Celestial King capable of destroying the heavens and the earth descended from the sky like a heavy mountain, pressing directly on Yuan Zhexian and Shen Gong.
This terrifying aura was like a tidal wave, utterly irresistible. When it pressed down heavily on Yuan Zhexian, even someone as powerful as him could hardly withstand the immense pressure.
Yuan Zhexian's body trembled violently, and a mouthful of bright red ten-colored immortal blood gushed out like a fountain.
Under this terrifying pressure, Shen Gong was utterly powerless, instantly losing consciousness and falling into a coma.
At the same time, in the distance from Yuan Zhexian, space suddenly seemed to be torn apart, and a huge rift appeared.
An aged figure slowly stepped out from the crack, each step appearing exceptionally heavy, as if the entire world trembled at his appearance.
The old man walked step by step, each step causing the surrounding world to tremble violently, as if he were stepping not on the ground, but on the very foundation of the world.
Finally, he reached the top of Yuan Zhexian and looked down at him from above.
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