His hands swiftly formed seals, and sky-high Demonic Qi wrapped in thick Ghost Mist surged upward. In an instant, it tainted the entire resplendent hall of gold and jade, dimming its pearly radiance. Frost formed on the jade pillars, ghostly wails chirped through the hall, and bone-piercing cold filled the air, as though they had fallen into the frigid winter of the Nine Netherworlds.
The power throughout his whole body surged and billowed. His black robe snapped open in the wind, his knotted muscles writhing like living pythons. His already burly frame swelled by another third, Demonic Flame steaming around him, his eyes red as molten lava. He resembled a brutal Demon God who could trample ten thousand worlds to pieces, his ferocious might rising once more!
Boundless magical power, vast as an ocean and surging as a river, roared into the Infinite Treasure Umbrella.
In an instant, the treasure umbrella's radiance swelled tremendously, reflecting within it an endless world: stars arranged in ranks, brilliance spilling everywhere, ancient and weighty Dao rhythms, misty vapors flowing. Amid the grim demonic atmosphere, it forcibly propped open a realm of clear, chilling Dao.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The chaos within the umbrella suddenly boiled. Hundreds of millions of streams of Chaos Qi gathered into a torrent, waves churning and surging, the faint sound of water echoing through the depths of deathly silence.
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
The Chaos River hung inverted as it poured down, bearing thunderous might as it crashed toward Su Yang!
That pressure was like hundreds of millions of mountains falling at once, grinding down from the Ninth Heaven, determined to crush him into powder.
Su Yang raised his eyes, his expression unchanged. Moon-white halos in his eyes flickered like breaths, like the turning of the lunar wheel, clear radiance unceasing.
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