Shattering the Saints

The five Martial Saints' eyes turned cold at the sight.

"Courting death!" Fujiwara shouted.

Black qi roiled around him. It was his Domain of Darkness.

The black qi transformed into countless thick chains, carrying a foul stench that corroded everything as they twisted toward Lu Zhen.

Beside him, a blond Martial Saint sneered.

He brought his hands together, and his Domain of Fire erupted.

Flames filled the sky, forming a fire dragon hundreds of meters long that roared as it dove down.

The other three attacked at the same time.

The Domain of Ice froze the void, the Domain of Lightning flashed with electricity, and the Domain of Wind transformed into invisible wind blades.

Five Martial Saints, five domains.

Ahead of them, the five Martial Saint-level Insect Ancestors also let out piercing screeches.

Inside and outside the formation.

Everyone watched this scene.

A trace of despair involuntarily flashed through their minds.

It was too powerful.

Such world-destroying power was simply beyond human resistance.

"It's over..." Nie Xingkong closed his eyes.

Jiang Li's hand holding her sword drooped weakly.

Today would be the day this peerless genius fell.

But.

The next moment.

What did they see?

Buzz.

There was only an incredibly faint tremor.

The sky for a hundred li, once illuminated by the lights of various domains, instantly turned pitch-black.

It was true darkness.

Like the boundless void of the universe, deep and empty.

So silent that it inspired fear from the depths of one's heart.

The instant this darkness appeared.

Fujiwara's black chains, the fire dragon, ice spikes, lightning pillars, and wind blades.

As well as that dark-red sea of blood containing five hundred thousand dragon force.

They were like clay oxen entering the sea.

Without even a ripple, they were silently swallowed clean by the darkness.

"What?!"

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