The instant his words fell, the Witch King felt the terrifying force pinning him down suddenly increase tenfold, a hundredfold!
Boom!!!
As the final five words rang out, the terrifying force bearing down on the Witch King instantly reached its peak!
The Witch King's enormous body could no longer withstand that crushing pressure, like the might of heaven itself, and exploded!
Amid the blood mist filling the sky, a hunched figure fell from midair like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily to the ground, his fate unknown.
It was the Witch King, restored to his original form!
At the same time.
"Crack... rumble!"
The magnificent Golden Palace finally collapsed beneath the endlessly spreading golden cracks!
It became a heap of rubble!
The blood-colored energy shield covering the entire peak also vanished without a sound, like a punctured balloon.
The sky returned to its original azure blue.
Sunlight shone upon the earth once more.
It was as though that world-shattering scene had never happened.
The [Witch God Array] was broken!
From the moment Yue Changlong began reciting his poem to the destruction of the array and the crippling of the Witch King.
The entire process had taken only a few dozen seconds.
Dead silence blanketed the mountaintop.
The surviving Witch Gate disciples lay slumped on the ground, their faces ashen. As they stared at the miraculous scene before them, they even forgot to breathe.
Their faith, the supreme holy sanctuary in their hearts, was just... gone?
Standing behind his father, Yue Xiaofei was equally overwhelmed by what he had witnessed.
He knew his father was powerful, but he had never imagined that he could be this unimaginably strong!
Word Becomes Law!
This was no longer martial arts. This was immortal magic! A miracle!
He gazed at his father's back,