Faced with this overwhelming power, the Divine Marquis and his companions gradually became no match.
I felt an Overturning Mountains and Seas force pressing down on me, which I couldn't resist at all.
They were quickly blasted away by the powerful force, crashing heavily to the ground, blood trickling from their mouths.
The opponent was Ninth Layer- level expert, and also possessed Emperor Weapon.
Even without a full recovery, merely relying on the power of the Ninth Layer level peak to activate the Emperor Weapon,
Its power was extremely terrifying, inspiring despair.
" Human Race is likely to be defeated," someone in the crowd sighed, their face full of regret.
"Yes, this King of Qin is, after all, one of the most powerful figures in the King of Qin Divine Dynasty," an old man sighed, a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
"Although the Human Race is powerful, its top combat strength is definitely inferior to that of the divine dynasty."
A middle-aged man analyzed, his tone filled with worry.
"Yes, failure is inevitable." Everyone nodded in agreement, expressing pessimism about the future of the Human Race.
Despite the crowd's comments, Ye Changge remained calm and showed no change in expression.
His gaze was deep, silently fixed on a seemingly ordinary spot behind him.
In reality, it is a space where mysterious forces are hidden.
At the same time, he turned his head slightly and whispered to Ye Xiaoxiao, "It's time to make a move."
When Ye Xiaoxiao heard that she could help, her eyes lit up instantly, and her face flushed with excitement.
Like a joyful little deer, she skipped and hopped directly to the King of Qin's side.
Looking at the King of Qin's majestic yet slightly ferocious face,
She smiled and said, "You ugly old man, you're really ugly."
The sound was crisp and pleasant, yet it seemed out of place in the tense battlefield.
As she spoke, her Chubby Little Fists shot out without hesitation.
It moved so fast that no one had time to react.
"You..." The King of Qin, upon hearing someone call him ugly, only managed to utter one word.
Then I felt an extremely terrifying aura descend upon me like Mount Tai pressing down on me.
He was startled and dared not be careless in the slightest, so he quickly drew his sword to block.
With a loud "clang," it sounded like the collapse of heaven and earth.
The next moment, the King of Qin questioned his very existence; the king's Sword of the King in his hand was actually knocked away by this seemingly weak punch.
It traced an arc in the air and flew far away.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying force, like a raging torrent, acted directly on him.
The King of Qin felt as if his body was bound by an invisible force.
He was completely immobilized, as if a pair of eyes from the abyss were staring intently at him.
It filled him with fear and despair.
"No..." The King of Qin let out a desperate roar, his voice echoing throughout the land, filled with resentment and fear.
However, what happened next was...
It was like a thunderclap exploding in everyone's heart.
Everyone gasped in shock, their backs instantly drenched in cold sweat.
The once majestic and invincible King of Qin now stood in the center of the battlefield, wielding his Sword of the King.
The Sword of the King emitted a chilling light, and the runes on its blade flickered and danced.
It seems to be telling of its extraordinary nature and power.
In the past, the mere existence of this sword was enough to terrify countless people.
But who could have imagined that, right under everyone's watchful eyes,
Ye Xiaoxiao, a seemingly delicate woman from the Human Race.
They appeared before the King of Qin in an instant, like ghosts.
She moved with a light and agile gait, a seemingly harmless smile on her face.
But beneath that smile lay a chilling power.
Ye Xiaoxiao 'Chubby Little Fists looked weak and powerless.
But in that instant, she suddenly threw a punch, so fast that no one had time to react.
The air was instantly torn apart by the force of her punch.
It made a "sizzling" sound, as if even the space around it could hardly withstand the force of that punch.
This punch was aimed directly at the King of King of Qin's chest.
The King of Qin stared wide-eyed, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief.
He instinctively wanted to swing the Sword of the King to defend himself.
But Ye Xiaoxiao's punches were too fast, so fast that his movements seemed like slow motion in the face of that punch.
With a muffled "thud," Ye Xiaoxiao's fist pierced straight through her chest.
That chest, as hard as steel, became as fragile as tofu under her punch.
Blood splattered everywhere, splashing onto Ye Xiaoxiao's face and body.
This formed a stark and eerie contrast with her innocent and sweet face.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Xiaoxiao applied a little force with her hand, and a few crisp "crack" sounds were heard.
The King of Qin of Qin's body shattered into countless fragments like broken porcelain.
These fragments flew out, tinged with traces of blood.
It spilled onto the surrounding land, turning the originally dry ground a dark red.
Almost at the same moment, the tall and sinister figure of Black Impermanence appeared like a ghost.
It stretched out its large, jet-black hands with distinct knuckles.
He grabbed the King of Qin's still-souling spirit tightly.
Then it opened its gaping maw and devoured it completely.
The spirit emitted a series of shrill screams from the mouth of Black Impermanence.
But the screams were quickly drowned out by the clamor of the battlefield.
Iron Courage Divine Marquis was not to be outdone. Like a long-starved beast, he pounced on the King of Qin's shattered body.
He opened his mouth wide, and a powerful suction force emanated from it, causing the King of Qin's flesh and blood to seem to be drawn inwards.
They all flew towards his mouth.
In the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood of the King of Qin were completely devoured by the Iron Courage Divine Marquis, leaving only a bloody battlefield.
"This is the King of Qin? He's far too weak."
Ye Xiaoxiao's lips curled slightly upwards, revealing a mocking smile.
Her tone was devoid of any emotion, as if in her eyes,
The King of Qin's strength was utterly insignificant, like that of an ant.
This scene was absolutely explosive; the onlookers were all stunned, their mouths agape as if they could fit an egg in them.
After a long while, a gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.
"My God, what on earth is this?"
Has she already surpassed the Ninth Layer and reached the Tenth Layer level?
A thin man said in a trembling voice,
His face was filled with shock and fear, and his eyes held a hint of confusion.
They seemed unable to believe what they had just seen.
"Yes, otherwise, how could he have shattered the King of Qin with a single punch?"
An old man beside him chimed in, his hands gripping the hem of his clothes tightly.
His knuckles were white from the force he exerted, revealing the shock he felt at that moment.
"How could Human Race possibly exist with such strength?" A young woman covered her mouth, her eyes filled with terror.
Her voice was choked with sobs, as if the power of the Human Race had exceeded her comprehension, filling her with immense fear.
"Damn Human Race, they're nothing but beasts!"
"They're killing everywhere, isn't anyone going to do anything about it?" a burly man with a menacing face roared angrily from the crowd.
His face was filled with resentment and bitterness, yet his eyes revealed a deep fear.
" The King of Qin is dead, and the army of the Qin Emperor Divine Dynasty is likely to be completely annihilated."
The group exchanged bewildered glances, their faces clouded with apprehension.
It was as if they had already foreseen the tragic end of the Qin Emperor Divine Dynasty's army.
At the same time, Iron Courage Divine Marquis and his men did not stop their attack despite the death of the King of Qin of Qin.
They exchanged a glance, a determined look flashing in their eyes, and then, like tigers pouncing on their prey, they attacked West-Pacifying Marquis together.
The West-Pacifying Marquis's face was extremely grim. Looking at the ferocious enemy before him, a deep sense of despair welled up in his heart.
But as a powerful figure of his generation, he possessed an inherent pride.
Even in the face of such a desperate situation, he was unwilling to give up easily.