"The fortune of our Human Race is not yours to command!"
Righteousness qi surged forth, and literary force swept across heaven and earth. Countless streams of immortal light descended, and endless auspicious clouds settled, filling the world with signs of auspiciousness.
Kong Qiu stood above the nine heavens with his hands behind his back. He had now awakened the fruit position of his previous life, and his cultivation was even more formidable than before.
Moreover, he now possessed a human body, with the Human Race's fortune encircling him. He resembled a deity, inspiring an irresistible urge to bow in worship and hearts full of reverence.
"An ant that knows nothing of life or death dares act so brazenly before me. Since you are bent on seeking death, I shall grant your wish."
After hearing Kong Qiu's words, Laozi's expression turned cold. A chill flashed through his eyes, and he raised his hand and pressed forward.
In an instant, a surging, torrential power roared forth like a tide, sweeping across the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
Mountains shuddered, and heaven and earth trembled. This power seemed capable of snapping the vault of heaven, making the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands quake!
"How terrifying! This is the power of a Saint!"
"A Saint cannot be insulted. Even one of his Three Corpses is beyond what a Quasi-Saint can contend with!"
"That human Kong Qiu is surely doomed now!"
Cries of astonishment rang out throughout the world. The creatures of every race in the Earth Immortal Realm paled, terror filling their eyes.
If even they reacted this way, the pressure borne by Kong Qiu, who faced the brunt of the attack, was easy to imagine.
Yet in the face of such terrifying power, Kong Qiu's expression barely changed.
"If your original self were