World Serpent Offers Chiyou's Corpses, Kevin Wields Heavenly Fire Holy Judgment as Giant Sword

A completely different aura descended without warning.

It was an incomparably ancient, incomparably vast, and incomparably pure Divine Power.

Huo Yuhao's body jolted violently, his Spiritual Eye instantly activated to their fullest extent, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

"This is... Divine Power? No... this is impossible!"

What did he sense? It was a vast and boundless Sea of Consciousness, as boundless as the Sea of Stars, and his own Divine Power was as insignificant as a speck of dust before it.

"What's wrong, Yuhao?" Tang Wulin immediately noticed his unusual behavior.

"Fifty thousand years..." Huo Yuhao uttered the three words with a trembling voice, "What I sensed... was a spiritual entity that had been accumulating for a full fifty thousand years!"

Fifty thousand years!

This number stunned everyone present.

Even the longest-lived Dragon God, Niu Tian, and Tai Tan could not imagine how long 50,000 years was.

How could a spiritual entity exist for fifty thousand years?

Everyone saw it through the Light Screen.

In front of the incubation chamber where Kiana was, a blurry figure composed of countless cyan light spots slowly Take Shape.

She was dressed in a simple Martial Arts Uniform, her long black hair was tied back, and her face was beautiful and serene.

It's Fu Hua!

But at this moment, she was no longer that mortal immortal.

She exists in the form of a spiritual entity.

[With a spirit body that has survived for 50,000 years...]

The subtitles once again confirmed Huo Yuhao's perception.

Ji Dong's heart clenched suddenly. He stared intently at the figure, as if he saw something familiar.

Lie Yan sighed softly, her beautiful eyes revealing complex emotions. "Fifty thousand years of waiting and protection..."

In the scene, Fu Hua's spiritual form raises her hand.

Her movements were slow, yet they possessed a mysterious rhythm.

The whole world seemed to change with her movements.

Outside, Kevin stopped in his tracks.

For the first time, he finally faced his opponent squarely.

For the first time, a serious expression appeared on his face.

"This move..." Kevin murmured, a hint of apprehension in his voice that he himself was unaware of.

Fu Hua's figure began to become even more illusory, and the countless points of light that made up her body were burning and dissipating at an alarming rate.

She is burning away her 50,000 years of accumulated wealth.

All for this strongest, and final, strike.

"Tai Chi..."

She whispered two words.

In an instant, an indescribable, terrifying aura erupted from her.

"A heartfelt wish!"

She extended a palm towards Kevin from afar.

This palm strike was without light or sound.

But it brought the whole world to a standstill.

The Douluo gods watching, whether it was Tang San or the Dragon God, all felt as if their thoughts had been frozen at this moment.

What did they see?

They witnessed the cycle of Yin and Yang, the boundary between life and death, the chaos at the beginning of the universe, and the Nihility at the end of all things.

Everything was contained within this seemingly ordinary palm.

Rong Nianbing, the God King who controlled Seven Elements, was stunned. His proud magic seemed utterly laughable in the face of this profound attack.

Chang Gong Wei, Lei Xiang, A'Dai, Hai Long, Tian Hen, Ye Yinzhu, Zi... all the God King level powerhouses from different worlds had only one thought at this moment.

This attack was unstoppable.

This is a strike that transcends power and Laws, a strike of the "Tao".

Kevin's reaction was incredibly fast.

He felt a deadly threat.

He roared, unleashing the Honkai Energy within his body without reservation. A huge, icy-blue crystal even condensed in the sky, forming an incredibly thick ice wall.

However, it was no use.

Before the power of "a single heart," the ice that could freeze everything melts away silently, like thin snow under the sun.

That palm strike pierced through all defenses and landed squarely on Kevin's chest.

"Puff--"

Kevin's body shuddered violently, and a mouthful of purplish-black blood gushed out.

For the first time, a look of pain appeared on his eternally cold and unchanging face.

He's injured!

That seemingly invincible man, who was like Demon God, was actually beaten and injured, coughing up blood, in a single move!

Zhou Weiqing stared in disbelief, and after a long while, he finally blurted out a curse, "Holy crap! This... he's injured?"

Ning Tian, Ning Rongrong, and the others were also utterly shocked.

However, before they could even celebrate the power of the attack, an even more heartbreaking scene unfolded.

After unleashing this move, Fu Hua's already illusory figure began to disintegrate at a visible speed.

She burned everything she had.

Fifty thousand years of Remembrance, fifty thousand years of emotions, fifty thousand years of protection... everything was burned to ashes in this single strike.

Her figure transformed into countless cyan lights, like fireflies on a summer night, dazzling yet fleeting.

Within the points of light, Kiana's cultivation chamber was lifted by a gentle force and carried far away, escaping the battlefield.

This was her last strength, used to carve out a path to survival for those she wanted to protect.

"No..."

Ji Dong unconsciously reached out, trying to grasp those points of light, but his fingertips passed through Nihility.

He seemed to see again the Hong Lian blooming in the Lie Yan, and the figure who sacrificed herself to save him.

Tang San's fists clenched tightly without him even realizing it, his nails digging deep into his palms.

Tang Wulin's eyes also reddened.

How far would you go to protect someone?

Fu Hua provided the answer.

That's all.

It is all.

It leaves not even a trace of its existence.

The countless points of light gradually faded, and the world returned to silence.

Kevin clutched his chest, watching the direction Kiana had fled, but did not give chase.

He simply stood there silently, seemingly also mourning the departed friend.

Finally, all the light disappeared.

Only one is left.

A small, crimson feather slowly drifted down from the sky.

That was Fenghuang Down's last feather.

It is also the last trace left in this world by that pioneer who protected Divine Continent for 50,000 years.

The camera on the Light Screen slowly, very slowly zoomed in.

Focus on that lone, falling crimson feather.

The entire Douluo God Realm was deathly silent.

All eyes were focused on that feather, as if it bore the weight of fifty thousand years.

It is so light, yet so heavy.

The feathers are still slowly falling.

On the Light Screen, images flowed, and the woman named Fu Hua's remaining spiritual body burned with its last radiance.

[She unleashed her strongest attack in her spiritual form.]

"Spiritual body?"

Huo Yuhao's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart felt as if it were being squeezed by an invisible hand.

As the top master of Divine Power in the Douluo God Realm, he understood better than anyone else what this meant.