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When the golden third of a God Position lit up beneath Long Zhanye's feet, it sent a shock through the entire Holy Spirit Empire.
Whether they were the Fallen Ones kneeling in worship or Limit Douluos as powerful as Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao, all of them felt a distinct suppression.
That suppression was heavy and irresistible. It was not a matter of one attribute countering another, but of cultivation overwhelming cultivation.
At that moment, what stood before Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui seemed not to be a Limit Douluo, but a god!
Under that pressure, Long Xiaoyao could not even release his Martial Soul.
His body bent slightly, and his Dark Sacred Dragon Martial Soul struggled desperately within him, yet it could not break through that suppression.
His eyes were filled with shock, his gaze utterly bewildered.
What kind of power was this? Could it be the power of a god?
Long Xiaoyao's expression changed drastically. Then he cried out involuntarily, his voice trembling:
"What have you done?!"
Long Zhanye offered no explanation. His voice was icy:
"Make your move."
Those cold words struck Long Xiaoyao like a blow to the head.
Long Xiaoyao circulated his dual soul cores with all his strength, forcibly releasing his Martial Soul, only to suffer a severe backlash and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Then he withdrew his Martial Soul himself and slowly shook his head. "There's no need to fight. You've won."
When Long Xiaoyao uttered those words, the entire Holy Spirit Empire was stunned.
The hundreds of millions of Fallen Ones froze beneath the surging golden light. Even Zhongli Wu himself found it unbelievable.
They had never imagined that Long Zhanye possessed such a trump card. He had forced a Limit Douluo