The sarcasm on Lin Qi's face solidified.
The contempt in his eyes shattered.
Instead, there were pupils that suddenly shrank, and an incomprehensible... fear that came from the depths of the soul!
What did he see?
No Immortal Light.
There are no rules.
There is no Law god chain.
Just a hand.
An ordinary, fair and slender human hand.
But this palm, in his field of vision, was enlarging infinitely at an incredible speed!
It obscures the gray sky.
It replaces the black wasteland.
It became the... only one in his Divine Soul vision!
A terrifying coercion named "Destruction" that cannot be described in words, originating from the deepest Origin in life, was like a billions of Universes being smashed on the head, completely locking his Divine Soul, his thinking, and his immortal body!
Escape?
As soon as this thought arose, it was crushed to pieces by the sheer "weight".
Resist?
The Upper Heaven True Immortal Magic Power in his body was as fragile as the breath of a three-year-old child in front of this palm, and could not even mobilize A Trace at all!
"No..."
A dry, hoarse syllable filled with endless regret and fear was squeezed out from the depths of his throat.
He couldn't understand.
Why?
Why can an "ant" from the lower realm break free from the confinement of Heavenly Law?
Why can a fish in a "pond" erupt with more terrifying power than the "ocean"?!
He didn't have time to think about the answer.
Because that palm has already arrived.
Yang Jian's face is still as calm as water.
He simply waved his raised right hand down.
A very random action.
Like brushing a speck of dust off your shoulders.
The palm falls.
Snap!!!
A soft sound.
Crisp.
Temporary.
But it was like the death knell that Creator God only sounded, echoing in the Divine Soul of the two remaining Jieyin messengers.
Under their completely frozen and horrified gazes.
In their eyes, the Jieyin messenger Lin Qi who is high and promising, Heavenly Tide Immortal Dynasty...
That Senior Brother Lin who was just judging the life and death of a world...
From head to toe.
Together with the gorgeous robe on his body, the proud Dao Fruit in his body, and all the memories and thoughts in his Divine Soul...
In a moment.
It was directly erased from the level of "existence" by that ordinary-looking palm!
No screams.
No struggle.
Not even a trace of A Trace's energy leaked out.
It just... exploded out of thin air.
It exploded into a cloud of warm, bright red... blood mist that filled the sky.
Mixed in, some fine, shimmering... bone powder.
The blood mist dispersed.
A few drops of warm liquid splashed on the face of the attendant next to him.
He raised his hand stiffly and touched it.
The fingertips were scarlet.
That all-too-familiar aura belonging to Lin Qi made his Divine Soul, which had been down, tremble suddenly, and finally recovered A Trace's sanity from the extreme shock.
Then, reason was completely swallowed up by even more extreme fear!
"Ah--!!!"
A heart-rending scream that didn't sound like a human voice burst out from his mouth!
He backed away like crazy, staggered, and fell down on the cold deck of Dharma Boat. He crawled back on his hands and feet, as if he wanted to get as far away from the slowly dissipating blood mist as possible.
Another follower performed slightly better.
He didn't scream.
His body was shaking violently and uncontrollably.
The teeth were fighting crazily, making a dense "gurgle" sound.
On his crotch, a wet and hot mark spread quickly.
A foul smell filled the deck of Dharma Boat.
Dead?
Senior Brother Lin... is dead?
By a native of the lower world...
A slap...
Shoot to death?!
This knowledge was like a red-hot iron, scorching his brain hard, making him feel that his entire worldview was completely collapsed and shattered at this moment!
This is unreasonable!
This is impossible!
Any person who ascends to the lower realm, in a place like Abandoned Heaven Wasteland, will be suppressed by Heavenly Law to the point where it is difficult to even move a finger! This is an iron law! It is an unbreakable truth that Heavenly Tide Immortal Dynasty has summarized over hundreds of millions of years!
But what is this scene happening in front of me?!
That Silver-Armored Divine General...
Not only was he not suppressed, but... he was like the master of this world!
That palm of his...
That's not a spell!
That is pure, arrogant, unreasonable... power!
It is enough to smash Law, Great Dao, and the very existence of True Immortal into pieces... Absolute Power!
Mythical Divine Elephant Power!
Yang Jian slowly retracted his palm and held it behind him.
From beginning to end, there was no expression on his face Transformation.
It seems that the person he just photographed to death was not Upper Heaven True Immortal.
But it's a fly that's a bit of an eyesore.
His cold, emotionless eyes calmly fell on the remaining two Jieyin messengers, one screaming and the other trembling.
That look seemed to be asking.
Who's next?