The Evil Eye Tyrant Lord suddenly raised its head, instantly sensing the deadly threat above. In its vertical pupil, it saw everything: the white-robed figure, the wings that blotted out the sky, and the Chaos Divine Light gathering in his palm.
Three seconds, two seconds, one second.
The instant the binding effect faded, Xu Yanli brought his palms together. His left eye was emerald green, his right eye dark purple, and the ball of Chaos Divine Light swelled larger and larger.
The Evil Eye Tyrant Lord let out a shrill roar. It had no time to build up power; Destruction Divine Light shot straight into the sky, shattering space and scrambling the flow of time wherever it passed.
Xu Yanli didn't dodge.
Ninth Soul Skill, Final Prayer: Sun Moon Creation Divine Light—Judgment Form.
The Sun Moon Origin fused, and a pillar of Chaos Light poured down from his palms.
One golden, one pitch-black—two ultimate divine lights collided head-on in the night sky.
There was no deafening boom.
It wasn't that the sound was faint. Every sound in the entire world had been swallowed by that single strike.
A hundred li away, Long Xiaoyao felt his eardrums jolt, then the world around him fell silent—not because he'd gone deaf, but because sound itself no longer existed.
The two divine lights held against each other for a moment, then Xu Yanli's power began to slowly suppress his opponent.
In terms of accumulated strength, he was far inferior. The eighty-seven-hundred-year-old Ferocious Beast had a far deeper grasp of the Laws of Time and Space and Destruction than he did. In a head-on clash of accumulated power, he had no advantage.
Xu Yanli's gaze sharpened. He pressed his left palm down, and the emerald Life Divine Mark lit up.
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