The Holy Image Stands

The Hall of All Saints had suffered severe damage in that collision once more. Its true qi and acupoints had all ruptured and needed time to recover. The Immortal God King's divine powers were truly vast. Even relying on a king of divine artifacts, I could only fight him to a mutual defeat. Though his injuries were somewhat heavier, I was not feeling well either! In other words, in that instant, he had endured the destruction of countless universes and still survived. This immense mass of flesh and blood had to be taken. In that clash, the Great Annihilation God King, Doom God King, God King Gouli, the Twelve Wild Gods, and the five peak Human Immortals all sensed the storm of the Great Thousand World's destruction. They spread their powers to suppress and withstand the aftershocks, lest a fire at the city gate bring disaster to the fish in the moat. The Immortal God King was the Dao itself. By devouring his flesh and blood, one could comprehend the Heavenly Dao and integrate every cosmic law, principle, and mystery. At this moment, Hong Yi's sacred statue rose, standing alongside the sages. Everyone knew that from this day onward, Hong Yi would shine with boundless radiance—the age of Yi Zi had arrived. Between Heaven and Earth, no one would ever again be able to contend with him in righteousness or principle! His own strength could break through once again in one stroke! He could even stand entirely on equal footing with the Central World in terms of high-end power. If so, the Central World would have to think long and hard before invading the Great Thousand World. Rumble, rumble, rumble... "You want to seal my flesh and blood?" Facing the Light-Dark Great Barrier, the Immortal God King pointed a finger,