"Boom--!!!"
A deafening roar exploded between heaven and earth, and Immortal Power all over Ancestor Situ surged out like a boiling wave.
The golden Immortal Power was packed with fierce energy, drawing a dazzling arc of light in mid-air and blasting towards Ye Chen.
The power of this blow has reached its peak. Normal Middle God Emperor Stage strong people will die if it touches it. Even the top masters of Late God Emperor Stage have to try their best to resist it. If they are not careful, they will die.
However, just when this Immortal Power, which was enough to tear the void, rushed in front of Ye Chen, a sudden change occurred.
The violent Immortal Power seemed to be swallowed by an invisible vortex, or like a midsummer shower encountering the blazing sun, it dissipated out of thin air in an instant, without even a trace of aftermath splashing onto Ye Chen.
Ye Chen still stood there, his robes motionless, and he didn't even raise his eyelids.
It was as if the attack that had threatened Late God Emperor Stage just now was just a breeze blowing past his face.
"You..."
Ancestor Situ's pupils shrank suddenly, the calmness on his face was instantly replaced by shock, and the fingers holding the magic formula were trembling slightly.
Although the blow just now was meant to be a test, it did not use the force to press the bottom of the box.
But even if it is a test, its power is enough to crush 99% of the Central Continent's strong men. Looking at the entire Central Continent, there are only a few people who can take this blow.
He originally wanted to use this blow to find out the details of Ye Chen and see how capable this enemy who killed his disciple was.
But the scene in front of him made him feel like he was struck by lightning, and he was completely dumbfounded.
This is by no means a simple suppression of strength, but a gap in dimension.
My attack was completely ignored by the other party!
Ancestor Situ's heart sank, and he instantly realized a terrifying fact. This person's strength is probably on par with his own, or even... even more!
As soon as this idea came up, he completely gave up the idea of continuing to test.
He has lived for so many years and is well aware of the dangers of fighting against strong men of the same level.
Testing not only wastes time, but also easily exposes one's own weaknesses.
Instead of wasting energy on unimportant tests, it is better to directly use the ultimate move, forcing Ye Chen to use all his strength and decide the winner openly and honestly.
More importantly, he could clearly feel that on the streets of the city below, countless eyes were focused on him. There were doubts, contempt, and even ridicule in those eyes.
Faintly, the sound of small discussions drifted into his ears along the wind.
"This is Ancestor Situ, the legendary top master of the Central Continent? No matter how I look at it, it doesn't look good..."
"Both attacks were easily neutralized by that young man. With this strength, let alone the top master, I'm afraid he can't even be considered Late God Emperor Stage, right?"
"I thought that young man was doomed before, but now it seems that Ancestor Situ is the one who won't last long!"
Every word he said was like a thin needle, pricking Ancestor Situ's self-esteem hard, making his face darker and darker, and the veins on his forehead beating faintly.
He has been involved in the Central Continent for so many years, when did he receive such criticism?
At this moment, an impatient shout suddenly came from the gilded flying warship floating behind, with unquestionable pressure. "Ancestor Situ, if you stop wasting time here, I will take care of you too!!!"
It's the voice of Young Master Shangguan!
Ancestor Situ felt a shiver in his heart and did not dare to hesitate any longer. Shangguan Household Clan was so powerful that he could not provoke it.
He took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly turned red, and the Immortal Power around him was surging crazily. The golden Immortal Power was instantly stained with a layer of blue-black, and the airflow in the air began to rotate violently, making a harsh whistling sound.
"Eight Desolations Wind-Sweeping Kill!!!"
Ancestor Situ raised his hand suddenly, and the roar shook the surrounding void slightly.
As his magic spell fell, a blue-black gust of wind appeared out of thin air, like thousands of sharp wind blades, intertwining into a huge net in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, the strong wind suddenly gathered, and a huge blue-black palm that was more than a thousand feet took shape.
The surface of the giant palm is covered with layers of wind patterns, and blue-black light flickers.
A violent hurricane lingered in the palm of his hand, and the roaring sound of the wind spread in all directions like the roar of ghosts and gods.
This momentum alone made the monks in the city below turn pale and retreat.
"Boom--!!!"
There was another loud noise, and the blue-black giant palm, with the power to destroy the world, violently suppressed it in the direction of Ye Chen.
Wherever it passed, tiny cracks were torn out in the void, as if even the heaven and earth were about to be shattered by this palm!
A huge blue-black palm hung in the air, and a shadow that covered the sky and sun enveloped most of Central Continent City.
Even the sunlight was blocked by the strong wind and evil spirit.
The monks watching the battle below all gasped, and the originally questioning discussion disappeared instantly, leaving only the sound of gasps one after another.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the giant palm thousands of feet tall, and their hearts were filled with indescribable shock.
"This is the strength of the strongest Central Continent!"
Some people couldn't help shouting, their voices full of awe.
Ancestor Situ's two previous trials were like children playing in front of this giant palm.
At this moment, the hurricane roaring in the palm of his hand and the power tearing through the void are truly worthy of the title of "Central Continent No. 1".
"It was indeed a test just now! Ancestor Situ is serious about it!"
Another monk tightened his grip on the magic weapon in his hand, his eyes full of nervousness. "No matter how strong that young man is, he won't be able to withstand this move 'Eight Desolations Wind-Sweeping Kill', right?"
The discussion started again, but the previous contempt was gone, only the anxiety and wonder about this showdown remained.
Among the crowd, Master of Cloud Crane Tower, who was hiding behind the eaves of an attic, had the most solemn expression.
The whole body Spiritual Power tensed subconsciously, and his fingers clenched tightly on the wooden beams at the corners, and his knuckles turned white.
When the breath of "Eight Desolations Wind-Sweeping Kill" came, his pupils shrank suddenly, and memories of the past came flooding back.
Thousands of years ago, he had a battle with Ancestor Situ. The battle lasted for three days and three nights. The color of the sky and the earth changed, and the mountains and rivers were shattered.
Finally, Ancestor Situ used this trick "Eight Desolations Wind-Sweeping Kill".
The huge blue-black palm pressed him so hard that it was difficult for him to breathe, and his spiritual energy was shattered by the strong wind. In the end, he could only admit defeat in embarrassment, and almost fell to the wind of the palm.
After thousands of years, I felt the familiar wind evil energy again, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on Master of Cloud Crane Tower's back.
The oppressive feeling that penetrates deep into the bone marrow is even worse than before.
Obviously, Ancestor Situ's cultivation has improved over the years.
He subconsciously looked in the direction of Ye Chen on the field with complicated eyes. "He... should be able to take this move, right?"
He knows the horror of "Eight Desolations Wind-Sweeping Kill".
The palm wind not only contains the majestic Immortal Power, but also countless small wind blades swimming in it.
Once hit by the giant palm, the physical body will be crushed instantly, and even the soul cannot escape the fate of being swallowed by the strong wind.
At that time, he tried his best to barely avoid the critical point, but he was still hit by the aftermath and broke three ribs. It took him a full ten years to recover.
At this moment, the blue-black giant palm was still pressing down, and the gravel and broken wood picked up by the wind of the palm were flying in the air. The tiles of the city below were lifted up by the strong wind, making a crackling sound.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats, and their eyes were locked on Ye Chen, waiting to see how he would respond to this killing move.
Facing the huge blue-black gusty palm that covered the sky and covered the sun and was several thousand feet high, the edge of the palm was wrapped with a whistling black wind blade, and even the air was stirred up to make a "sizzling" tearing sound.
Ye Chen However, his back is still straight, there is no wave between his eyebrows and his eyes, and his face is as calm as the eternal cold jade.
He just raised his chin slightly, and a very light breath escaped from his lips.
As soon as the breath touched the air, a violent wave suddenly arose between the sky and the earth. The strong wind rolled up the gravel and broken branches, forming a gray-black air column visible to the naked eye in mid-air.
The "whirring" sound makes people's eardrums ache, as if countless invisible hands are grabbing the person's soul and trying to pull it out of the warm body!
This strong wind directly hit the blue-black giant palm, first twisting the wind blades on the edge of the giant palm into fine air currents, and then drilling in along the lines of the giant palm.
But in an instant, a spiderweb-like gap opened in the palm of the giant blue-black palm.
The black wind in the gap continued to escape, and finally collapsed with a "click".
It turned into fine wind debris all over the sky and disappeared into the airflow between heaven and earth, leaving not even a trace of residual power.
This scene fell into the eyes of everyone. Everyone froze on the spot, their mouths were slightly open, and they even forgot to breathe. Their faces were filled with unbelievable sluggishness, and even their fingertips stopped moving subconsciously.
Especially Master of Cloud Crane Tower, he stared at the empty sky, the veins on his forehead twitching slightly.
He knows the power of "Eight Desolations Wind-Sweeping Kill" better than anyone else.
That's a killing move that can crush a mountain!
Even he himself had to sacrifice his own magic weapon to barely resist, and there was no way he could receive it intact.
He had also secretly speculated before that Ye Chen was powerful and much stronger than himself.
When dealing with this move, he would at least use his weapons or use his skills to fight head-on, and finally fight Ancestor Situ inextricably.
But he never expected that in the face of such a killing move, Ye Chen would just casually raise his lips and blow a breath?
Master of Cloud Crane Tower raised his hand and wiped his forehead, feeling a cold sweat on his fingertips.
He originally thought that he had imagined the power of Ye Chen to the extreme.
But at this moment, looking at Ye Chen's still indifferent back, I realized belatedly that my understanding of Ye Chen's strength was probably only superficial.
"He... did he just blow a breath?!"
Master of Cloud Crane Tower's Adam's apple rolled, and there was a tremor in his voice that he didn't even notice. His eyes were fixed on Ye Chen, and he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.
In just one breath, Ancestor Situ's "Eight Desolations Wind-Sweeping Kill" was completely destroyed?
Ancestor Situ on the other side saw the moment the giant palm shattered, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the whites of his eyes were instantly covered with scarlet bloodshot eyes. His originally calm expression was completely distorted, and his whole person began to become crazy.
I spent 30% of Divine Power to deliver a triumphant blow. I thought I could at least force Ye Chen to go all out and fight with me.
But what's the result?
The other party didn't even move a finger, just blew a breath and it was resolved?
Could it be that this person's strength far exceeds his own?
Ancestor Situ felt overwhelmed, but suppressed her disbelief.
I have already stood at the pinnacle of God Emperor Realm Stage, and I am only one step away from stepping into the realm of Hundun Saint Emperor.
No matter how strong the opponent is, he can't already be Hundun Saint Emperor, right?
"I don't believe it!!!"
Ancestor Situ suddenly raised his head and screamed ferociously, his voice full of unwillingness and madness.
Following his roar, the void on his right was slightly distorted, and a huge purple gourd with a height of several feet slowly emerged.
The gourd is deep purple in color, and its surface is engraved with fine golden lines. Those lines seem to be alive, slowly flowing on the surface of the gourd.
Every line is condensed with the rich power of the great avenue of heaven and earth. Just looking at it can make people feel a thrilling and thick feeling.
At first glance, you can tell that it is an extraordinary magic weapon!
As soon as the gourd appeared, the originally stable rules of the world began to fluctuate, and even the flow of air slowed down.
It was as if the entire space was affected by the breath of this gourd and became stagnant.
A faint purple halo enveloped the surface of the gourd.
A golden stream of light occasionally flashed in the halo, making the whole gourd appear both heart-stoppingly powerful and somewhat unfathomable.
Ancestor White Feather and Ancestor Divine Wind, who happened to come over, had just landed on the top of the mountain not far away. As soon as their eyes touched the purple gourd, their expressions changed instantly. They couldn't help but take a breath, and their eyes were full of shock.
They recognized it at a glance. This purple gourd was exactly the great opportunity Ancestor Situ once had in an ancient ruins. It was a genuine Hundun Saint Emperor level treasure!
Moreover, they also knew that this purple gold gourd was an artifact refined by Hundun Saint Emperor, who had long since passed away.
Although due to insufficient materials during refining, it is only a semi-finished product and cannot be considered a truly complete Hundun Saint Emperor treasure.
But after all, it was made by Hundun Saint Emperor. Even if it is only a semi-finished product, its power is more than a hundred times more powerful than the ordinary God Emperor level magic weapon!
Thinking of the past, the two looked at each other and saw a hint of fear in each other's eyes.
In the past, they were full of curiosity about this purple gourd, always wanting to experience for themselves what the Hundun Saint Emperor level of pressure felt like.
For this reason, I also specially approached Ancestor Situ, hoping that he could use the gourd to "try it out" for them.
At that time, Ancestor Situ couldn't defeat them, so he activated the gourd's pressure and suppressed the two of them.
As a result, the two of them had no room to resist, and their knees were so weak under the pressure that they almost knelt down on the spot, unable to even raise their heads!
From then on, Ancestor Divine Wind and Ancestor White Feather fully understood that there was already a gap between themselves and Ancestor Situ. Now that the other party has such a treasure of the Hundun Saint Emperor level, the gap between the two has become wider and wider, and it is impossible to make up for it.
At this moment, seeing the purple gourd being born, the two of them had the same thought: Under Hundun Saint Emperor, I'm afraid no one can be Ancestor Situ's opponent anymore, right?