Faced with Ye Changge's overwhelming giant hand, the last trace of hesitation in the White Robe man's eyes vanished, and his previously restrained aura suddenly surged, revealing no more of his true nature.
His robes billowed like billowing white sails, and as his hair danced wildly, a terrifying pressure far exceeding anything before surged forth from his body, as if a volcano dormant for millennia had suddenly erupted.
That was the power of the Dharma Realm Seventh Layer, pure and domineering, causing the heavens and earth to change color the moment it was released.
The air was torn apart by this force, emitting a piercing shriek. Visible energy ripples spread outwards from him, leaving deep, spiderweb-like cracks in the ground wherever they passed. The cultivators watching from afar all paled and retreated, fearing they would be caught in the aftershocks.
At this moment, whether it was the cultivators of the Human Race or the powerful figures of the Myriad Races Allied Army, everyone felt their scalps tingle and their breath almost stopped.
"My God, what kind of power is this!" someone in the crowd exclaimed in shock, their voice trembling uncontrollably. "Just the aftershocks are making my blood boil! What terrifying pressure!"
"This is absolutely beyond the Dharma Realm Sixth Layer!" An old man with white hair stared wide-eyed, his withered hands clenching tightly. "I've been immersed in the Dharma Realm Fifth Layer for nearly a hundred years, and I've never felt such immense power. This kind of aura has probably already touched the threshold of the Dharma Realm Seventh Layer!"
" Dharma Realm Seventh Layer?" The young cultivator beside him was utterly shocked, his eyes filled with disbelief. "That's a legendary realm! Our clan hasn't produced such a powerful figure in a thousand years, and he actually reached it?"
"Not necessarily..." Someone suppressed their shock, their tone tinged with a hint of hope. "Perhaps it's only close to the Seventh Layer. After all, a true Seventh Layer expert is said to be able to manipulate the Law of heaven and earth. While such power is strong, it doesn't seem to have reached that level yet."
"Even just getting close is enough to sweep away opponents of the same level!" another person shook their head in rebuttal, their gaze fixed on the center of the battlefield. "Look, the surrounding space is distorted. This kind of power is beyond our comprehension."
The Human Race cultivators were shocked, and the Myriad Races race was in an uproar.
The Metal and Stone Race is known for its strong physique and profound magical power. The White Robe man in front of them is the top combatant sent by the Metal and Stone Race this time, but no one expected that he actually possesses the strength of the Dharma Realm Seventh Layer.
Many powerful figures from other races looked solemn, their gazes towards Ye Changge filled with worry—could Ye Changge withstand such terrifying power?
However, the scene in the center of the battlefield exceeded everyone's expectations.
The man in White Robe unleashed the full power of the Dharma Realm Seventh Layer, his body radiating golden light. Countless runes flowed across his skin, condensing into a thick golden armor. At the same time, he formed hand seals, and a giant shield containing the Gold and Stone Origin was instantly formed, blocking the enormous hand that blotted out the sky.
But the moment the giant shield made contact with the giant hand, a crisp cracking sound rang out, and the golden shield cracked instantly. The seemingly slow-moving giant hand, with its unparalleled power, crushed his defense.
" Ye Changge, I never expected that your power is actually no less than mine!" The White Robe man felt the terrifying pressure coming from the giant hand, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but be shocked and speechless.
He was confident in the special physique of the Metal and Stone Race, and his strength at the Dharma Realm Seventh Layer was enough to make him invincible among his peers. However, under Ye Changge's giant hand, he could not even withstand a full-force defense.
"The mere Metal and Stone Race is nothing more than this." Ye Changge's voice was as indifferent as ice, devoid of any emotion, as if the formidable enemy before him was nothing more than an ant that could be crushed at will.
The moment the words left his mouth, the giant hand clenched tightly!
Buzz--
A terrifying power erupted instantly, the air was compressed and emitted a muffled roar, and space itself seemed to be crushed under this single grasp.
Countless visible energy turbulence surged wildly, pressing fiercely towards the White Robe man, their power seemingly intent on crushing him into dust.
At this moment, everyone felt a chill run down their spines again, as if their hearts were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.
They could clearly feel that overwhelming power, and even though they were far apart, they couldn't help but tremble.
The man in White Robe was breathing rapidly, his face flushed red, and veins bulged on his forehead.
He channeled all his magical power, causing the runes on his golden armor to blaze with light to their maximum. His physical body was pushed to its limit, crackling and popping. Even so, his body was still tightly bound by that terrifying pressure, and his bones groaned under the unbearable strain.
"Damn it, no... this can't be!" He could clearly feel his bones bending, his meridians breaking, and his body crumbling bit by bit. The extreme pain made him roar madly, his voice filled with resentment and despair.
He was the pride of the Metal and Stone Race, having cultivated diligently for a thousand years to reach the Dharma Realm Seventh Layer. He believed his future was bright, but now he was about to perish under this giant hand.
Unfortunately, it was all too late.
Amidst countless horrified gazes, accompanied by a deafening roar, the White Robe man's body, along with the golden light surrounding him, exploded, turning into a sky full of flying blood mist and fragments, dissipating into the world.
" Dharma Realm Seventh Layer, too weak."
Just as the flesh and blood exploded, Ye Changge's icy voice slowly drifted over, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
The voice was completely calm, yet it carried an absolute contempt that left the dead man in White Robe with endless anger and resentment, even as his soul dissipated.
The battlefield was deathly silent.