Slaying the Demigod Realm

"Ah--"

"Butcher, you died such a tragic death!"

"Grandpa is late!"

"You bastard, how dare you kill my grandson! Die!"

The sky split open, and a short, white-haired old man appeared in the air. He witnessed Hua Qiang kicking the Tie Futu into pieces. He immediately screamed in pain, his expression ferocious and terrifying, wishing he could tear Hua Qiang apart alive.

Not good!

When Huo Cangliang saw the old man appear in the sky, his heart turned ice-cold, and his scalp tingled.

He recognized this person; he was Tie Futu's great-grandfather, the Iron Clan's ancestor, and the Demigod Realm Tie Sihai.

He crushed the communication stone in his hand, and before the person he was supposed to notify could arrive in time, Tie Sihai had already attacked Hua Qiang.

Tie Sihai slammed his palm down at Hua Qiang, intending to smash this Sword Hand into mincemeat and avenge his grandson.

Hua Qiang looked at the massive, overwhelming hand, his expression hardening slightly. He then raised his hand and made a gesture of folding and crushing the hand.

The next moment, the seemingly World-destroying palm suddenly stopped, then folded up in the middle, shattered, and turned into countless particles that dissipated into the air.

The old man in the air looked at Hua Qiang, who was standing on the ground, with suspicion. His expression became more serious, and he looked at him more closely.

"Interesting. No wonder he was able to kill my family's Buddhist monk."

"But if that's all there is to it, you cannot escape death today!"

Tie Sihai clenched his fist, and immediately, the air shook, as if the space itself could not withstand the force and was about to shatter and collapse.

Then he punched Hua Qiang.

The next moment, a gigantic fist, like a meteorite, shot towards us with lightning speed.

The people around the stands felt as if the space was being compressed, and then the air turned into a mountain, pressing down on them. Many people couldn't bear it and were forced to lie on the ground, some even spitting blood.

Hua Qiang's face darkened, and a surge of anger rose within him. "Damn it! You attacked me, fine, but you even dragged innocent bystanders into this mess!"

It should be noted that Huo Qingtong and Hua Jiu'er were also standing below the stands.

He would feel terribly guilty if those two got hurt.

With a flash, he appeared above the two men, dissipating all the pressure from the old man's fist.

Then raise both hands and fold them together.

The next moment, Tie Sihai felt as if his fist had broken through the atmosphere, and then... then he entered another space.

That was it.

He punched a lonely target.

The fist was still there, but it no longer felt solid. It seemed to be frozen in mid-air, and the power it once brought had vanished without a trace.

"Old man, you've angered me!"

Hua Qiang spoke coldly, his body rising into the air, where he was in contact with Tie Sihai.

After quickly casting a few hand seals, Tie Sihai felt as if he had been isolated in a closed space. This space seemed both very large and very small; he felt as if he had been put into a pocket.

"Who... who are you? And why do you possess such Space Law?"

Upon hearing Tie Sihai's question, all the disciples and elders of the Azure Cloud Sect, including the Sect Master Huo Cangliang, gasped in shock.

The Space Law! Hua Qiang has actually mastered the Space Law!

Damn it, this is something only Saint Realm Sixth Tier or above can touch. Many Saint Realm Level 7, 8, or even 9 people may not be able to comprehend it even after a lifetime of hard work. This kid actually mastered it, and he uses it so skillfully that even a Demigod Realm person changed color and became wary.

This child is not human!

This is the sentiment of everyone.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have mastered the Space Law at such a young age. It's clear that you have a monstrous talent for cultivation, but you can't trap me."

"Unfortunately, we are enemies. You killed my grandson, so you must pay for it with your life!"

Tie Sihai swung his fist and slammed it into the space in front of him. With a loud bang, the space collapsed. Then he took a step forward and was dumbfounded.

Because what we see before us is still such a closed space.

He threw another punch, smashing the spatial barrier in front of him again. However, the dark matter Xun Wind did not blow through the shattered space, because the "pocket" in front of him was still the same as before.

At that moment, his heart trembled, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

"Boy, what level of Law Power do you possess? And how many layers does this space have?"

Hehe!

Hua Qiang chuckled twice, then lazily said, "Countless layers, old man, this is Folding Space. Even if you spend your entire life trying, you'll never get out!"

"Pah! Don't try to fool me with this. Although you can use such supernatural powers, your cultivation is limited, and the space you can create is also limited."

"I am already Demigod Realm, possessing immense Yuan Power. How could you possibly trap me?"

"The Heavenly Manifestation!"

Tie Sihai shouted, and a Giants a hundred feet tall appeared behind him. Then, his body merged with the Giants's, and he threw another punch.

Bang bang bang!

Countless Pocket Space were destroyed and collapsed, turning into nothingness.

Hua Qiang's eyes narrowed, then he raised his hands, clasped them together, squeezed them hard, and shouted, "Space Compression - Explosion!"

In an instant, the layers upon layers of Pocket Space, like surging waves, relentlessly surrounded and crushed the place where Tie Sihai was located with overwhelming force.

Tie Sihai suddenly felt as if the space he was in was trapped in an invisible giant clamp, which was being gradually tightened.

The air in the space seemed to have been injected with substance, becoming increasingly stagnant and heavy, making it difficult for him to breathe.

His towering body, over a hundred feet tall, inevitably began to shrink rapidly under this terrifying pressure.

It quickly shrank from a towering height of hundreds of feet to a few dozen feet, and then continued to shrink like a candle flickering in the wind to a few dozen feet, and then a few dozen feet.

Every inch of his body shrank, accompanied by excruciating pain. He could clearly hear his bones cracking, as if they were about to break and explode at any moment. His muscles were also squeezed and twisted, and the soreness overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

Just as he was about to reach the edge of his limit, an extremely intense and dangerous aura instantly enveloped his heart like a ghost.

"Not absurd!"

Before he could even utter that exclamation, the space he was in seemed to be forcibly filled with an endless amount of high explosives, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to crack in an instant.

"Boom boom boom!"

The deafening explosions continued incessantly, and the space shattered like fragile glass.

In the heart of this raging, destructive core, Tie Sihai gave it his all, unleashing his natal weapon and Natal Artifact in an attempt to withstand the apocalyptic explosion.

However, this effort was futile in the face of that World-destroying power, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

The dazzling light and the remnants of the magical artifact quickly dimmed in the explosion. His body ultimately could not escape the blast, and was reduced to ashes without a trace.

Even his Primordial Spirit, which represented the origin of his soul, failed to find a glimmer of hope in this catastrophe and escape.

In the end, he vanished completely, as if he had never left a trace in this world, leaving only endless silence and the still raging aftershocks of the explosion, telling the story of the thrilling battle that had just taken place.