These Players Are More Sinister Than Ghosts
Chapter 1187

The Battle's Outcome, the Birth of the Oath Lord Esteemed Immortal

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"Adding the Luck Value I urgently obtained from that speech just now, this is all my savings." Ning Zheng's expression was cold as he stood ready for battle.

The myriad incarnations of the Esteemed Immortal Changzhen before him rapidly gathered together like grains of sand, transforming into a mighty god radiating black, white, and golden light.

They represented his achievements in probing the three paths of calamity, fate, and the Oath Lord.

This strike was the pinnacle of his life. Afterward, his body and Dao would perish.

With one punch, the world already seemed as empty as boiling water, but this was merely the opening move of the technique.

"Whether I win or lose, I die." After throwing that punch, he raised both arms and suddenly made a motion as though embracing a ring and drawing a circle. Three-colored light flowed along his arms before he shoved fiercely forward.

"This will be the height of my entire life—the ultimate secret art derived from three hundred million years of research and countless versions of me across innumerable dimensions!"

"Doomsday's Sound."

Golden light blazed around him, his vital energy steaming, calamity descending upon him. He was like a massive furnace, transforming his body into a great bell that contained the aura of indestructibility, imperishability, immortality, and invincibility.

Dong!

The entire world seemed to welcome the sound of a bell.

Only, no one knew whether after this bell resounded, it would be the morning bell heralding dawn or the funeral bell tolling for dusk and doomsday.

Boom—

Light erupted in an instant. No one could see what had happened in the middle. Endless light and endless heat seemed to turn heaven and earth into the furnace of the Blacksmith Shop, leaving only the golden color of molten lava covering everything.

The entire Myriad

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