The Game Becomes Reality: I Built the Most Ancient Immortal Clan
Chapter 958

Prisoner of the Prophet

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The Prophet was stunned.

He knew many things, but even he had no idea just how far the Azure Cloud Li Family had progressed in their secret cultivation over the past thousand years. In this world, not even Li Dalong knew what kind of journey Li Yaotie had walked through in his heart.

All-Heavens Star Iron could isolate most Dao arts, and Li Yaotie naturally made use of it. Those ancient, precious materials once obtained at the edge of the world could even prevent the powers of space and time from invading Li Yaotie's body.

When the Prophet's throat was clamped, his eyes widened round.

He desperately grabbed Li Yaotie's hand. Heaven and earth unfurled in an instant, yet his mortal body could not break free from Li Yaotie's grasp. Spirit Bestowal Technique gathered around Li Yaotie's wrist, but it only left deep indentations.

"Bang!!!"

But Li Yaotie's body could not feel pain.

The Prophet's body bent like a shrimp, arching backward.

It was Li Yaotie's simple, brutal heavy punch—one capable of smashing through any object in the world, even heaven and earth itself!

"Bang!!!"

"Bang!!"

"Bang!"

Li Yaotie's fists became afterimages as they hammered the Prophet's abdomen. Who knew how hard the Prophet's body truly was? With every blow, the spiritual power passing from his abdomen through to his back could split the earth, crack space, and shake rippling patterns into the sky. Yet the Prophet merely stared wide-eyed, mouth agape, froth spraying from his lips.

After punch upon punch, Li Yaotie simply began striking the Prophet's head with a savage expression. Wielding the spiritual power of a spirit treasure, Li Yaotie even used a divine ability that attacked the soul.

A terrifying scene unfolded in space. Spiritual power formed walls that held the Prophet's body in place, while

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