Blood God Sect Headquarters, Blood-colored Square.
Three Blood God True Bodies towered over the square, a hundred zhang tall, crimson from head to toe, like three Demon Gods that had walked out of a Blood Sea.
Blood Slaughter stood in the center, Blood Ming on the left, Blood Sha on the right. The pressure of three High-level Earthly Supremes intertwined, and the entire Blood God Mountain trembled faintly.
Six enormous Blood-Colored Palms struck toward Lin Langtian from three directions, blotting out the sky and sealing off every space to dodge.
This blow was enough to raze a city to the ground and kill any High-level Earthly Supreme on the spot!
Among the watching crowd, someone cried out in shock, "Three against one! The Blood God Sect is bullying him with numbers!"
"No matter how strong Lin Langtian is, two fists can't beat four hands!"
"What a pity. A heaven's chosen of his generation... I'm afraid he'll fall here..."
And yet, just as everyone thought Lin Langtian was doomed beyond doubt... Lin Langtian, who had been expressionless all this time, moved.
He did not summon his Supreme Dharma Body, did not bring out any sacred object, and did not even use any divine ability.
He merely raised his right hand slightly, curled his five fingers into a fist, and then... punched out.
Plain and unadorned, without the slightest flourish.
But this punch seemed to have gathered all of his strength!
The Dragon Kun Divine Body was pushed to its limit. Beneath his skin, dark-gold Dragon Kun Divine Patterns roamed like living things, and every muscle, every bone erupted with its strongest power in that instant!
The vast Spiritual Power of a High-level Earthly Supreme poured out without reservation like floodwaters bursting through a dam!
Boom!
Fist and palms collided, and a