The Number One Art of Ten Thousand Worlds, Even More Shameless Than the Other-Transformation Freedom Great Art [8]

This was the confidence of Sea God Tang San, bolstered by the Sea God Trident and the Asura Demon Sword.

As he thrust his trident, Sea God Tang San sensed the cosmic sea and established a connection with it.

With the cosmic sea's blessing, the thrust crossed time and pierced space, carrying the origin power of spacetime as it hurtled toward Chen Yang.

The three Heavenly Emperors, Ruthless Great Emperor, Gu Chensha, and the others shook their heads at the sight.

Even a casual breath from them would have been more badass than this clown's attack. They truly could not understand how this blue-haired brat had dared to step onto the stage.

Faced with Sea God Tang San's clownish attack, Chen Yang merely shook his head, utterly dismissive.

Against the three Heavenly Emperors, Ruthless Great Emperor, Gu Chensha, and those other figures at the very ceiling of fantasy-world combat power, the gap in cultivation was too great for him to win. But dealing with a clown like Sea God Tang San was still child's play for Chen Yang.

He spread his great hand and closed it toward the east.

"Illusory Creation: Sea-Calming Rod!"

"Mists of Aolai, fragrance of flowers and fruit, one sea-calming strike, a tide of ten thousand demons!" A golden Sea-Calming Rod materialized in Chen Yang's hand.

Chen Yang hurled the Sea-Calming Rod straight at Sea God Tang San.

Boom!

A golden mushroom cloud like a nuclear explosion rose from where Sea God Tang San stood. Beneath the Sea-Calming Rod's strike, he was reduced to ashes.

Looking toward the spot where Sea God Tang San had turned to ash, Chen Yang slowly spoke.

"This is a battle between our higher planes. You belong in the sewers of fantasy worlds, so stay out of it, you disgrace."

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