Above Xi Qi, twelve streaks of blood, looking disheveled, tore through the sky and fled in panic toward the direction of Kunlun Mountain.
The entire battlefield was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Whether it was the Shang Army or the Zhou Army, everyone forgot about the fighting and stared intently at the Green-robed Figure with the eyes of someone looking at a god, no, a monster.
One finger.
With just a single finger, he crippled the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect and shattered twelve renowned Innate Spiritual Treasure.
What terrifying, what incredible power!
Wen Zhong stood behind Qin Feng, his aged body trembling violently, not because of his injuries, but because of excitement and shock.
He gazed at that figure, not particularly tall, yet seemingly capable of supporting the entire world, and for the first time, a flame of hope ignited in his cloudy old eyes.
Could it be... that the Interception Sect is saved?
Is there any hope for the Great Shang Dynasty?
But just as this spark of hope was beginning to ignite, a pressure a hundred times more terrifying than the combined might of the Twelve Golden Immortals descended from the heavens without warning!
The oppressive aura was ancient, cold, and carried a decaying yet domineering presence, like billions of tons of seawater crashing down on you.
Thump! Thump!
On the battlefield, countless soldiers, under this oppressive force, could not even stand steadily. Their knees buckled, and they collapsed to the ground in droves, their hearts filled with dread.
Even Jiang Ziya, Yang Jian, Nezha, Chan Sect Disciple with considerable cultivation, turned deathly pale, feeling their Primordial Spirit trembling as if they might be crushed to dust by this aura at any moment.
The flame of hope that Wen Zhong ignited was almost extinguished in an instant by this bucket of ice water, and his heart sank to the bottom once again.
This aura...
He's Quasi-Saint!
Moreover, he is among the most outstanding Quasi-Saint!
An old and cold voice, like a rolling cold current, came from the depths of the clouds and resounded in everyone's ears.
"What an arrogant brat! How dare he insult the Chan Sect there is no one here!"
Before the words were finished, an old Daoist priest, dressed in a Daoist robe, with a withered face and sinister eyes, slowly descended from the sky, stepping on a gray Auspicious Cloud.
In his hand, he held a simple, unadorned jade ruler that looked like the one used by a schoolteacher in the mortal world.
Yet, that jade ruler emanated a terrifying Daoist aura capable of eclipsing the very fabric of heaven and earth.
"It's Teacher Randeng!"
"The Vice Leader has arrived!"
When Jiang Ziya and the others saw the newcomers, they were first taken aback, then their faces broke into a look of wild joy as if they had survived a calamity. They bowed respectfully, their voices trembling.
Daoist Burning Lamp!
Deputy Leader of the Chan Sect!
The number one person below Yuanshi Tianzun, whose cultivation has long reached the peak of Quasi-Saint, a terrifying existence with one foot already in the Saint realm!
His appearance instantly froze the atmosphere on the entire battlefield to a freezing point.
He ignored Jiang Ziya and the others' greetings. His turbid and cold eyes were fixed on Qin Feng from the moment he appeared, as if he wanted to see through him inside and out.
A barely concealed Killing Intent slowly surfaced in his eyes.
"Since you insist on interfering with Heavenly Mandate and going against the will of Heaven."
The Randeng voice wasn't loud, but it carried an Words Manifested into Law authority, each word like the pronouncements of the Great Dao, judging Qin Feng's crimes.
"Then today, I, this humble Daoist, will personally send you onto the Investiture of the Gods to uphold the heavenly rules!"
Throughout the entire ordeal, Qin Feng simply stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the old Daoist priest put on airs.
Only after hearing those words did Qin Feng purse his lips, a playful smile curving his face.
"You?"
Two words, light and airy, yet filled with utter contempt.
The withered face of the Daoist Burning Lamp, which had remained unchanged for millennia, twitched suddenly.
An uncontrollable rage erupted from his eyes.
So many years have passed.
Since he became the vice leader of the Chan Sect, not to mention openly provoking him, there have been very few people who even dare to speak loudly in front of him.
Today, I was so humiliated by some unknown brat!
"Court death!"
Randeng was too lazy to say another word, and the Killing Intent in his eyes exploded completely!
Before he finished speaking, he had already made his move.
He then gently tossed the ancient jade ruler in his hand into the air.
Buzz--!
The jade ruler grew longer in the wind, and in an instant, it transformed into a gigantic beam of light that stretched across the heavens and earth, its length unknown!
Above the light and shadow, Qiankun are reversed, worlds are born and die, as if a complete Small World has been refined within it!
It is the treasure that Randeng used to prove his Dao, a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Universe Ruler!
As soon as this ruler appeared, the entire world let out a mournful cry of unbearable pressure. Space, like a fragile mirror, was crushed layer by layer by the supreme power contained within it, breaking open and revealing dark cracks!
"Die!"
With a loud shout, Randeng pointed at the enormous ruler-shaped shadow.
Rumble!
The Heaven and Universe Ruler, blotting out the sky and carrying a terrifying power capable of crushing eternity and destroying everything, locked onto Qin Feng below and crashed down upon him!
This one foot is ten times, even a hundred times, stronger than all the magical treasures of the Twelve Golden Immortals combined!
This is the true power of Quasi-Saint at the peak!
This is an unparalleled divine power capable of destroying an entire Great Thousand World in a single strike!
Below, no matter who it was, under the power of that foot, everyone felt as insignificant as a speck of dust, unable even to muster the thought of resistance.
Wen Zhong's heart had completely turned cold.
It's over.
This power was beyond his comprehension.
This mysterious senior, no matter how strong, is probably...
However, just when everyone thought Qin Feng would be annihilated by this attack, body and soul.
Qin Feng finally made a move.
He slowly raised his head, looking at the Universe Ruler crashing down like the sky collapsing, and the cynical smile on his face finally faded.
Instead, an unprecedented look appeared on his face: seriousness.
In his eyes, it seemed as if billions of stars were being born and dying in a cycle. An aura more ancient, more vast, and more domineering than that of Randeng slowly awakened within him.
"Finally, something that lets me stretch my muscles a little."