"You killed my disciple, I'll make you die!"
The old monk's voice was filled with anger and sorrow.
It resounded like a great bell, echoing throughout the heavens and earth.
Before he finished speaking, he waved his arm.
The Vajra Ring flew out with a dazzling golden light.
It moved with lightning speed, leaving a golden afterimage in the air.
Aotian felt a chill run down his spine.
Alarm bells rang in my mind.
He dared not be careless in the slightest, and his aura suddenly surged.
The energy within his body surged wildly, converging in his palm.
Then he slammed out a palm strike.
This palm strike contained all his power and understanding of martial arts.
A terrifying aura emanated from the heavens, shaking and spreading outwards.
The surrounding air was instantly compressed into countless tiny vortexes.
However, faced with the old monk and his Vajra Ring,
At this moment, Aotian truly felt the threat of death.
The overwhelming sense of oppression made his breathing rapid.
He secretly marveled: This is too strong, ridiculously strong.
"Not good, act quickly!"
Seeing this, Ma Chao and his men also dared not be careless.
They knew how important Aotian was; if anything happened to Aotian...
The situation in this battle will take a sharp turn for the worse.
So, everyone unleashed a powerful attack, charging madly at the old monk.
" Dragon Battles in Eight Directions!" Ma Chao roared.
The spear in his hand burst forth with a dazzling light.
He poured all his strength into the spear.
With unstoppable momentum, he unleashed his strongest strike.
Where the spear tip pointed, it seemed as if a golden dragon roared forth.
Carrying Heavenly Destruction power, it rushed towards the Vajra Ring.
" The God-Slaying One-Blade Slash, Upgraded Version!" Yagyu gripped his long sword tightly with both hands.
A resolute glint flashed in his eyes.
He dared not hold back in the slightest and unleashed a ten-thousand-meter-long blade of light.
The blade flashed like a black crescent moon, slicing through the void.
Wherever it went, space was fragmented and torn apart.
The air was filled with a pungent, pungent aura.
" Cloud Dispelling Palm, upgraded version!" Xiongba Ba stood firmly on the ground.
His hands moved rapidly, and a powerful current of air gathered in his palms.
He unleashed the upgraded version of the Cloud Dispelling Palm that Ye Changge had given him.
The terrifying waves roared like the heavens.
It surged away carrying boundless power.
The waves seemed to possess a life of their own, constantly rolling and churning.
The roar swept through everything in its path, turning everything to dust.
In an instant, a terrifying aura reverberated in all directions.
It was as if the vast ocean of heaven and earth had been poured down.
Various powerful attacks converged,
A storm of power, capable of Destruction everything, was formed.
It swept towards the old monk and his Vajra Ring.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Just as the attacks were about to hit,
Suddenly, beams of Buddhist light burst forth from the Vajra Ring.
These rays of light, like sturdy shields, quickly intertwined.
He tried to block the attacks from the crowd.
The Buddha's light clashed with the attacks of the crowd.
It emitted a deafening roar, and a powerful energy surge spread outwards.
A gust of wind suddenly arose, causing everyone's clothes to flutter loudly.
In that instant of obstruction, the Vajra Ring descended with tremendous force.
Aotian knew the power of this attack and dared not be careless in the slightest.
He unleashed his full Sword Heart, instantly transforming himself into a Blood Color longsword.
The sword exuded a thick aura of blood, as if it were formed from countless wronged souls.
He deliberately crashed into the Vajra Ring, attempting to use his own strength to withstand the fatal blow.
A loud clang resounded, making everyone's eardrums ache.
A figure flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
Upon closer inspection, everyone recognized him as none other than Aotian.
His body crashed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
After landing, Aotian fainted.
His face was deathly Blood Color, and a trace of blood clung to the corner of his mouth.
His clothes were tattered and torn, making him look extremely pitiful.
This scene left everyone stunned.
The battlefield fell silent instantly, with only the whistling of the wind.
"Holy crap, this circle is amazing!"
"Yes, one hit and the Human Race was knocked unconscious."
"Such power is simply Destruction."
"Yes, that's terrifying."
"It's ridiculously strong!" Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.
The faces of the crowd were filled with shock and fear.
Black Impermanence and White Impermanence were secretly vying for the prey.
Seeing Aotian's miserable state, they couldn't care less about anything else.
A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.
It exuded a sinister aura and attacked the old monk like a ghost.
" Human Race, with your mere divine souls, you dare to challenge us?"
The old monk saw Black Impermanence rushing towards him and a disdainful sneer appeared on his lips.
His eyes were filled with contempt and arrogance.
The old monk snorted coldly, his hands quickly forming hand seals while he chanted incantations.
In an instant, an eerie Buddhist light shone on the Vajra Ring.
The light was no longer a simple gold, but rather faintly tinged with a dark purple.
A mysterious power that seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell.
It cast an eerie light on the surrounding space.
The light was like a huge halo.
Enveloped in the Vajra Ring, it crashed towards Black Impermanence with the force of a thunderbolt.
Wherever it passed, the air was compressed into visible ripples.
It makes a "buzzing" sound.
"You're courting death!" Black Impermanence roared, his voice filled with anger and disdain.
With that roar, the Soul-Hooking Hook in his hand flew out instantly.
The Soul-Hooking Hook gleamed with a ghostly green light.
The light contained an endless, sinister aura.
It seems to be able to stir the souls of all things in the world.
A powerful aura emanated from the Soul-Hooking Hook.
It sent chills down my spine and made the hairs on my body stand on end.
The Destruction force was like a storm that blotted out the sky.
Centered on Black Impermanence, it swept outwards in a frenzied crushing attack.
A pungent odor filled the air, like the smell of death.
This force was so powerful that everyone present felt a deep sense of oppression.
In an instant, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
Everyone's eyes widened, fixed intently on the two magical treasures about to collide.
My heart was filled with tension and fear.
"So strong, this is simply despair-inducing."
In the crowd, a young cultivator couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
His voice trembled slightly.
They were clearly intimidated by this powerful force.
"Yes, I never imagined that the Great Buddha Universe possessed such a treasure."
Another cultivator echoed, his face filled with shock.
" The Great Buddha Universe is, after all, a top-tier power on the outer edge of the universe."
Over countless years, will they weaken?
An elderly man with white hair stroked his beard and spoke slowly.
There was a hint of depth in his eyes.
It seems to have a profound understanding of the Great Buddha Universe.
The public has certainly gotten a juicy piece of gossip, with various opinions emerging one after another.
Their faces were full of excitement.
It felt like watching a spectacular performance.
Some people were loudly discussing the strength of both sides.
Some people cheered for Black Impermanence.
Others are speculating about the final outcome of the battle.
The area around the battlefield resembled a bustling marketplace, filled with noise and chaos.