Peerless

Wang Xuan gripped the small flag in his left hand. When the flag collided with his palm, it produced the sound of an asteroid hitting the earth, causing a violent tremor and sending up a blinding umbrella-shaped Light Mist of energy.

The pain was unbearable, Wang Xuan's pupils contracted. He was holding Peerless Exotic Treasure, but his left hand was broken!

As you can see, the soft flesh between every two fingers of his left hand was torn apart by the powerful force, leaving it covered in blood.

He had never encountered such a powerful person before, wielding a patched God Slaying Banner, yet the result was so tragic, his entire arm was spasming.

The man's hand paused only slightly, a cut appeared on the flag, from which bright red blood flowed out, before he slapped it down again.

"Thump!"

It was like the explosion of Immortal Ascension Tribulation, deafeningly loud. It was Chen Yongjie who was making his move, carrying an energy cannon on his shoulder, firing continuously, blasting out dozens of dazzling beams of light in one go.

Several of them actually hit the person!

As for the other beams of light, they grazed past the man's body and blasted two small Stone Mountain deep in the Gobi Desert to pieces, demonstrating their immense power.

The person wearing the Silver Mask was hit by the beam of light but was unharmed. His body swayed slightly and he stumbled a little, but he was fine.

Even the composed Chen Yongjie was speechless, wanting to lament on behalf of the nation, "What the hell kind of monster is this? Even the most advanced energy cannons couldn't penetrate it, let alone kill it!"

In an instant, he understood that the other party's powerful divine sense could have been avoided, but clearly they felt it was unnecessary and did not want to waste time.

This is terrifying! Are he and Wang Xuan going to die here? This person is simply too monstrous!

The person wearing the Silver Mask glanced at the wound on his hand and reached out to grab Wang Xuan. He took a step forward as if a god or demon had descended, so fast that no one could react.

He was extremely domineering, with cold eyes. It seemed that no one in the world could stop him. Sand and stones flew across the Gobi Desert, and brilliant ripples expanded from him, distorting space.

Wang Xuan could barely open his eyes, suppressed by the domain, and both his arms were broken. He mustered all his strength and swung the God Slaying Banner again, and this time he successfully activated the Red Substance sealed in the flag.

That was an incredibly terrifying energy drawn from the crimson glow of the Land of Nothingness. He himself could only refine a tiny fraction of it, but much more had accumulated deep within the flag.

Not far away, Chen Yongjie felt his scalp tingling and was being suppressed to the point of suffocation, but he was still firing fiercely, even more frantically than Qi Liandao, trying to save Wang Xuan.

He was in excruciating pain. His arm deformed instantly, becoming twisted like a pretzel. It was horrific; the bones were fractured all over, leaving a bloody mess with bone fragments protruding from the skin.

The energy cannon on his shoulder twisted and was torn to pieces by the inexplicable force field, turning into a pile of metal fragments that fell to the ground with a thud.

Chen Yongjie was severely injured by the mysterious field. His chest collapsed as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer. His shoulders shattered with a cracking sound, and his arms were hanging there, barely connected by flesh and blood, almost completely severed.

He coughed up large amounts of blood and staggered backward.

He activated the magical alms Alms Bowl, covering himself, and immediately the sound of Buddhist chanting resounded throughout the heavens. At the same time, a robe woven with golden threads and red light appeared on his body, blocking that invisible domain!

However, the Alms Bowl exploded, and the robe burned to ashes.

Chen Yongjie was shocked. As he was thrown back by his severe injuries, his bones were still breaking and his internal organs felt like they were being torn apart. The Soul Locking Bell glowed and settled on his body. At the same time, he blew Snow White Conch, Swastika Symbol swastikas surrounded his body, protecting him.

In that brief moment of contact, he was almost twisted into a pool of bloody mud by that power field!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Wang Xuan activated the God Slaying Banner with all his might. Its Golden Grid, which had spread outwards, was completely filled with Red Substance, and it collided with the palm several times.

The man wearing the Silver Mask took a few steps back, deeply surprised. He looked down at his hands, which were bloody, mangled, and charred.

Even his arm was slashed by the God Slaying Banner activated by the Red Substance, and in addition, Golden Grid spread along the wound, trying to expand into his body!

He didn't care much about the power of the "body-severing" technique; it was just an accident. He had already realized that the "patch" was merely a crude imitation.

However, the "God-Slaying" aspect surprised him greatly, as the Golden Grid could actually invade along the wound, making him slightly wary.

Wang Xuan gasped for breath, once thinking he was about to die and would be forcefully killed by that person, whose strength was ridiculously profound.

This was a terrifying opponent he had never encountered before, and he struggled to break free from the life-or-death predicament.

At this moment, his arms spasmed. The opponent's power field had just been activated, causing him to suffer a tremendous blow and multiple fractures.

His heavy armor shattered, and what alarmed him most was that even his Primordial Spirit Armor was full of cracks, with fragments falling off his spiritual body.

One can imagine how powerful the opponent's attack was, targeting both his physical body and his primordial spirit, almost blasting him to pieces.

Taking advantage of this rare moment of respite, Wang Xuan retrieved the Silver Animal Hide scroll from the soil, activated it, enlarged it, and used it as combat clothing, draping it over his body.

This place also contains Red Substance!

The Primordial Spirit Chain rattled as they wrapped around his arms, helping him lift them, splicing and fixing the broken bones, and correcting and repositioning them.

The man wearing the Silver Mask remained calm. In his view, such struggle and resistance were futile in the face of absolute power. He vanished from the spot!

When he reappeared, he came close to Wang Xuan and pressed down with a flip of his hand. From beginning to end, he did not use any magic. He wanted to crush Wang Xuan with his physical body alone, as if he wanted to capture him alive.

Wang Xuan stared at him, ready to fight with all his might.

But this person, like a ghost, vanished from his sight again without a sound, teleporting behind him as if traversing space, and struck down with a palm.

Wang Xuan got goosebumps and waved the flag behind him.

The man wearing the Silver Mask moved sideways to avoid the God Slaying Banner, his palm grazing Wang Xuan's ribs and back, sending him flying as if struck by dozens of bolts of lightning.

He coughed up large amounts of blood and struggled to get up. All of his ribs on his left side were broken, with some bones embedded in his internal organs, causing him excruciating pain.

His Silver Animal Hide glowed, hundreds of talismans lit up, shooting out rich red light, and that super-grade substance was evaporating. Most importantly, the talismans had a mysterious power, extremely strong!

The person wearing the Silver Mask glanced at the hand, which had turned black from the scribbled marks and the red glow, and looked at the animal skin with a strange expression.

Wang Xuan swayed, his Spine Bone was broken. Even with his strong physique, he couldn't withstand the opponent's palm strikes. This situation was truly terrifying.

Clearly, there is a significant difference in the strength of the two sides!

If it were an ordinary person, after their spine is broken, they would have already lost the ability to move and would not be able to get up at all. Wang Xuan was covered in blood, struggling to hold on, silently facing the enemy.

But his heart sank. He admitted that this immortal demon was too powerful; he alone was enough to wipe out all the powerful figures in this space.

This is a desperate situation. How can we deal with this person? Is using our most precious treasure the only option?

However, Wang Xuan suspected that if the Nurturing Life Furnace couldn't be moved and was transported out with great difficulty, it might directly benefit the enemy, which would be both pathetic and laughable!

Thump! Thump!

A dazzling beam of light flew in, and Chen Yongjie fell to the ground in the distance. He took out another energy cannon from the Blessed Land Fragment and controlled it to fire with his feet.

However, this was still useless; it was merely a distraction, causing the person wearing the Silver Mask to sway and emit a faint glow, but it did nothing to cause any harm.

Chen Yongjie cursed, "Is it really impossible to beat such a freakish person?"

Taking advantage of the other party's swaying body, Wang Xuan instantly entered the life soil and struggled to lift the furnace lid. As for the entire furnace, he didn't even think about it, as he couldn't control it.

In an instant, he activated the God Slaying Banner, enlarging it, peeled off the patch on the God Slaying Banner, stuffed the furnace lid inside, and then patched it back on to cover the furnace lid.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. His mind and body were united once more, golden patterns intertwined, and he activated the God Slaying Banner in his hand, causing it to swell rapidly. Enduring the pain of broken bones and tendons, he blasted it towards that person!

The banners fluttered in the wind, their Golden Grid filled with Red Substance, creating an awe-inspiring sight!

The person wearing the Silver Mask was extremely indifferent. He dodged the attack, teleported, and tried to approach again.

But at this moment, lines appeared deep within Wang Xuan's eyes. He did his best to use his newly acquired ability to lock down that small space and bind that person.

He knew that he probably couldn't imprison such people, let alone unilaterally slaughter them.

All he wanted was to impede the person's actions, to cause a momentary stagnation.

As expected, this person was exceptionally powerful. The patterns expanding from the depths of Wang Xuan's eyes could not contain him, and he broke free from the narrow barrier.

However, his body paused slightly; the teleportation wasn't entirely smooth. This was enough for Wang Xuan; his objective achieved. He waved the banner with both hands, roaring and surging with crimson light as it crashed down.

This person reacted calmly, his hands moving rapidly, displaying various hand gestures as he formed hand seals. Since he was blocked and unable to teleport away, he directly confronted the attack head-on!

"Hmm?!" His expression changed slightly for the first time. The moment he touched the flag, he began to retreat rapidly, activating his ultimate domain as if traversing the void.

He tried to create distance, but his palms and arms were still hit by the flag.

His hands were charred black, and his arms were trembling slightly, making a sound like bones were dislocating, which made him frown for the first time.

Wang Xuan sighed inwardly, regretting that the flag covering the stove lid had only grazed him slightly and had not struck him squarely.

The man's expression changed, his eyes flashing with a sharp light. He said, "This is a bit strange. Could it really be a fragment of the Body Slaying Banner, rather than a crude imitation?"

With a snap, he reattached his dislocated left arm, while his right arm glowed, where the fractured bone was healing with concentrated Active Factor.

His right arm was a bloody mess, dripping with blood, and fractured inside, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he stared at the flag.

Wang Xuan took a deep breath. He had actually encountered such a person. The difference in strength between the two was quite large, like a child wielding a sharp blade, unable to kill a guarded adult.

Should he recklessly activate the furnace lid? But he was afraid of missing the target and giving away a priceless treasure.

If their strength levels weren't so different, and their cultivation levels were closer, he wouldn't have fallen into such a desperate situation.

Wang Xuan took a deep breath. What else could he do now? He had no choice but to fight desperately. He had been forced into this situation and had no other options.

"Um?"

The masked man turned around, as if sensing something, and then abruptly walked away, his figure disappearing into the horizon.

In the distance, at the site of the massive Spaceship Wreckage, a peculiar Old Astronaut with silver flames emanating from his forehead, leaping and pulsating, walked towards them with several eerie spirits.

"What's going on?" Chen Yongjie asked, puzzled. He didn't have the Spiritual Heavenly Eye and couldn't see the ghost.

Wang Xuan's heart tightened, and he said, "The ghost spirits are here. Be careful not to let your spirit leave your body. The leader of the ghost spirits seems to be very unusual. It is probably the King of Dreadful Spirits!"

As he spoke, he covered Old Chen with the God Slaying Banner to conceal his aura, while tightening the Silver Beast Skin Book draped over his body. Neither of them moved or uttered a sound.

The Spacesuit worn by those people were tattered and very old, as if they had been washed away by countless ages. The old ghost strolled around, head bowed in deep thought.

Chen Yongjie felt his hair stand on end. Although he couldn't see it, he felt that his primordial spirit was threatened. It was as if the surrounding area was a black hole that devoured spirits and was about to tear his primordial spirit into it.

The Old Astronaut glanced at Wang Xuan casually. He lingered there for a long time, then suddenly looked up at the sky. As if he had something in mind, his expression became solemn. In the end, he led several ghosts away without making any attacking moves.

"Has he spotted us?" Chen Yongjie asked, his scalp tingling. One ruthless thug after another; this place was far too dangerous.

"I don't know!" Wang Xuan shook his head.

"There's something new going on!" Old Chen whispered.

At the End of the Sky, Zhang Daoling appeared, fleeing wildly, riding a rusty bronze mirror, traversing the heavens, like a meteorite landing in the Gobi Desert.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Closely behind him, three mysterious fires fell and burned in the Gobi Desert, not far from him, where they confronted each other, and countless scripture pages fell from the sky.

"Everyone, we must part ways eventually. Let's say goodbye and wish each other well!" Zhang Daoling looked extremely tired.

Wang Xuan originally wanted to say hello, but after seeing this scene, he immediately shut up.

Old Zhang spotted the two of them at a glance, his eyes lighting up as he smiled and said, "Little Wang, Little Chen, you're here! Come over and study the Myriad Heavens Immortal Scroll, for endless creation!"