The destructive torrent completely engulfed the world in that instant.
This was the most terrifying scene since the beginning of Primordial World.
Four sages, four supreme treasures powerful enough to suppress the Great Thousand World, and four destructive wills representing the ultimate Dao of Heaven were unleashed upon one person without reservation at this moment.
That was a true game-winning shot.
Space rippled violently like water rippled after a stone was thrown in, before shattering completely into a void of black holes. The River of Time seemed to stop flowing at that moment, and everyone's senses were stripped away by the dazzling light and roar.
" Qin Feng!!!"
Yun Xiao let out a shrill scream, the sound even drowning out the thunder. She desperately tried to rush out of Yaochi, but was held down firmly by the Queen Mother of the West beside her.
"Don't move!"
The Queen Mother of the West's voice trembled, and her phoenix eyes were bloodshot, but her hands remained motionless like iron clamps.
Trust him.
"He said he was our protector."
"Since it's a reliable support, it won't collapse."
Even so, looking at the Boundary Breaker Pass that had been completely swallowed by the Chaos Qi, the Queen Mother of the West felt as if her heart was being gripped tightly by a giant hand, and she even forgot to breathe.
You must survive.
And at the very center of the storm.
Faced with a terrifying attack capable of annihilating an ordinary Quasi-Saint countless times, what did Qin Feng do?
He did not use any magical artifacts.
He did not use any supernatural powers.
Even the protective divine light couldn't be erected.
In the fraction of a second before that destruction came, he simply turned to the side casually, smoothed the wind-blown strands of hair behind his ear, and then gave a signature, dazzling smile to the goddesses who were already weeping in the direction of Yaochi.
The lip movements clearly said:
"Warm up the wine, don't let it get cold."
The next moment.
boom--!!!
The world has lost its sound.
It wasn't quiet; rather, it was because the sound was so loud that it exceeded the limits of hearing for all living beings, transforming into a buzzing sound that struck straight to the soul.
The first thing to fall was the Taiji Diagram golden bridge of Taiqing Laozi.
That golden bridge spanning billions of miles, carrying the supreme power to stabilize earth, water, fire, and wind, pressed down heavily on Qin Feng's head.
This blow was as heavy as the collapse of the heavens.
A glint of shrewdness flashed in Laozi's eyes.
Even someone who Tongtian would have their bones broken and muscles snapped and rendered immobile if suppressed so firmly by the Taiji Diagram.
However.
Just as the golden bridge was about to fall.
Qin Feng simply shrugged slightly.
The movement was very light, like a fallen leaf landing on one's back, causing the person to instinctively shake it off.
"Snap."
A crisp cracking sound suddenly exploded in everyone's heart.
Laozi's eyes widened suddenly.
The golden bridge across the other shore, said to be able to suppress all realms, trembled violently the moment it touched Qin Feng's shoulder, as if it had struck a pillar supporting the heavens. Then—
A huge crack appeared!
Suppression?
No.
It was forcefully rejected!
Immediately afterwards.
The Yuanshi Tianzun's Heavenly Blade of Creation has arrived.
The pitch-black, Chaos Sword Qi, carrying a sharpness capable of tearing everything apart, struck Qin Feng's chest with unparalleled precision.
A cruel smile curled at the corner of Yuanshi Tianzun's lips.
This is the strongest attack of the Pangu Banner, specifically designed to destroy the physical body; anyone below the level of a saint who touches it will surely die!
Even a saint's physical body will be cut in two!
"Clang--!!!"
A resounding clang, powerful enough to shatter the heavens, rang out.
There was no bloodshed.
There was no tearing or bleeding.
There wasn't even the sound of clothes tearing.
That indestructible Chaos Sword Qi struck Qin Feng's chest, actually sparking a string of sparks that stretched for tens of thousands of feet!
It was like a dull knife made of rotten wood striking a piece of divine iron that had been forged through countless hammer blows.
The terrifying force of the recoil surged back along the Pangu Banner.
"Hmm!"
The Celestial Venerable of Yuanshi Tianzun's expression changed drastically. He felt a sharp pain in his tiger's mouth, and his right hand, which was holding the Pangu Banner, was instantly numb and lost all feeling.
The Pangu Banner let out a mournful cry, its surface trembling violently, as if stunned by the impact.
How is that possible?!
The eyes of the Yuanshi Tianzun nearly popped out of their sockets.
Can a human body withstand the Pangu Banner?
Even the resurrected Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang, who achieved physical sainthood, couldn't have done this! What is this kid's skin made of? Chaotic stubborn rock?!
Before he could recover from the shock...
The attack from the Two Saints of the West has also arrived.
The Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit Jieyin Daoren (fragmented) transformed into a sky full of Buddhist light, attempting to purify and dissolve Qin Feng's physical body; the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree of the Zhunti Daoren, carrying the seven-colored divine light that could sweep away all things, fiercely swept towards Qin Feng's waist.
"Receive!"
Zhunti loudly, trying to sweep Qin Feng directly into his treasure light.
However.
The moment the seven-colored divine light touched Qin Feng's body.
The layer of skin on Qin Feng's body, which had always been faintly visible and seemed to be flowing with gray mist, suddenly twitched.
The Chaos Undying Body.
Invulnerable to All Magic and unyielding to all eons.
The boundless Buddhist light, upon contact with this layer of gray mist, vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea, completely swallowed up without even a splash.
The invincible seven-colored divine light, when it brushed against Qin Feng, seemed to be brushed onto a slippery oil wall.
Slurp.
It slid open.
Not only did it slide away, but it also bounced back with an even more terrifying force.
"Bang!"
A muffled thud.
Zhunti Daoren felt as if the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand had suddenly come to life. A tremendous force surged through him, causing it to fly out of his hand, tumble hundreds of times in the air, and finally embed itself upside down on a distant mountain peak.
Ouch, my hand!
Zhunti out a scream, clutching his right wrist and wincing in pain.
His wrist was twisted at an unnatural angle, clearly broken.
Counter-shock!
It was purely through the hardness of his physical body that he managed to forcefully repel the saint's attack!
Smoke and dust billowed.
Chaos Qi raged.
The attack by the Four Saints has finally come to an end.
The entire Boundary Breaker Pass has completely vanished, leaving only a bottomless pit where void storms howl.
Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the center of the billowing smoke.
Is he dead?
He must be dead, right?
An attack of that magnitude would likely leave even the Heavenly Dao's Hongjun utterly defeated.
The Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect craned their necks, their eyes filled with both anticipation and fear.
The Ten Thousand Immortals of the Interception Sect were ashen-faced, and an aura of despair permeated the crowd.
"That kid... is too arrogant."
The Tongtian Jiaozhu, leaning on his broken sword, stood up unsteadily, his eyes filled with regret and pain.
"It's my fault that he got into trouble..."
"If it weren't to save me, why would he...?"
However.
Just then...
Amidst the billowing dust, a cough suddenly rang out.
"Cough cough."
"There's a lot of dust here."
The voice wasn't loud, and even carried a hint of disdain.
But at this moment, it was like Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.
The Tongtian Jiaozhu's body stiffened.
The smile of the Yuanshi Tianzun froze.
Zhunti's movement of holding the severed hand stopped.
All eyes, as if drawn by a magnet, instantly converged on a single point.
call--
A gust of wind blew by.
The smoke and dust cleared.
In the center of that shattered void.
The man in the blue robe remained standing with his hands behind his back.
He stood there, with nothing beneath his feet and the vast sky above him.
The seemingly ordinary blue robe he wore was completely wrinkle-free.
My hairstyle is neat and tidy.
The hem of her clothes was not turned up.
Even those ordinary cloth shoes weren't covered in a single speck of dust.
Unharmed.
Truly unharmed.
Having withstood the full force of four saints' attacks and taken a direct hit from Innate Supreme Treasure, he exuded an air of composure that defied despair, as if he had just taken a stroll in the back garden.
quiet.
Dead silence.
At this moment, the heartbeats of millions of living beings in the stadium could be heard clearly.
The hands of the Yuanshi Tianzun began to tremble; it was an uncontrollable, instinctive fear.
For the first time, a crack appeared in Laozi's Dao Heart.
The Jieyin Daoren's bitter face completely fell.
Is this even human?
Are these still Primordial World creatures?
What the hell kind of monster is this?!
Qin Feng lowered his head and looked at his chest, where the Pangu Banner had struck him.
He reached out and patted it, as if brushing away some invisible dust.
Then.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the four saintly faces opposite him, all of whom had completely lost control of their expressions.
A smile played at the corners of his mouth.
He revealed a contemptuous smile that the Four Saints would never forget.
He shook his head, his tone carrying an undisguised disappointment, even a hint of frustrated resentment:
"Is that all the strength you have?"
Didn't you eat enough for breakfast?
He stuck out his little finger, picked at his ear, and then flicked his fingernail at the ashen-faced Yuanshi Tianzun.
"Old man Yuanshi, shouldn't you sharpen up your Pangu Banner? It's as dull as a fire poker."
"And Zhunti."
His gaze shifted to the Western Teachings who had his arms crossed, his eyes filled with even greater mockery.
"It's one thing to grab a tree branch, but you're so weak."
"That last moment..."
Qin Feng stepped forward, and the suppressed aura emanating from his body finally erupted like a volcano, instantly dispersing the Tribulation Cloud above his head.
"Even tickling me isn't enough!"