"The Immortal King Dharma Form? I have long heard that the Immortal Alliance's Dharma King Yuanhao, Tu Taiyuan, possesses profound cultivation. By comprehending the Upper Clear Sect's secret arts of the Immortal Dao, he can summon ancient immortals. Now that I have seen it today, your reputation truly is well deserved."
"But the Immortal Dao predates even the Spell Dao, and declined tens of millions of years ago. Dragging out an antique that ancient shows you have exhausted your tricks."
Li Chen stood where he was, looking up at the imposing Immortal King Dharma Form with an utterly unruffled expression.
"How could puppet masters like you comprehend the subtleties of our Immortal Sect's arts!" Dharma King Yuanhao sneered, raised his arm, and drove his palm forward. The dharma form, fully a hundred thousand feet tall, swung its building-sized palm and slammed it down.
Boom!
The giant palm passed straight through Li Chen's figure.
Dharma King Yuanhao's pupils contracted slightly, but his palm did not slow in the slightest. In the blink of an eye, a little hill not far behind Li Chen was flattened by the invisible crushing pressure.
"No effect? Then let us see how you handle this..."
"Upper Clear Divine Thunder, Five Aggregates Thunder-Command Art!"
Dharma King Yuanhao raised his hand, and the phantom behind him mirrored the motion. A terrifying vortex appeared overhead.
It was a deep hollow formed in the void, with clouds coiling around it and white light held within its center. Amid the interwoven black and white, the aura of annihilating thunder took shape.
Within that ocean of chaotic nothingness, immense waves seemed to churn violently in a raging sea surge.
Suddenly, lightning struck out of it and landed directly on Li Chen at a speed no ordinary person could hope to match.
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