The black energy vortex expanded instantly, like a ravenous beast, completely devouring the nine illusory dragon shadows.
Then, with unstoppable force, it broke through the dragon spear's layers of defense, Wushi the spear light that was powerful enough to tear through space, and with unparalleled might, it instantly imprinted itself on the chest of the White-Robed War God.
"Pfft--Ah!"
A piercing scream tore through the sky, and the contempt in the eyes of the White-Robed War God instantly turned into unbelievable horror. Before he could even make any defensive move, a heart-wrenching pain shot through his chest.
A terrifying, Indestructible power surged into his body through his fist, destroying his meridians and dragon core like raging magma. Blood gushed from his mouth like a fountain, staining the void in front of him crimson.
The immense impact sent the White-Robed War God flying like a kite with a broken string, transforming him into a shooting star that pierced through layers of clouds.
It plummeted straight towards the desolate ancient forest 100,000 meters away, crashing through countless towering ancient trees and stirring up clouds of dust along the way.
The entire world fell into a deathly silence. The mockery and hostility on the faces of the disciples of Myriad Races froze, replaced by endless shock and horror.
Everyone stared in disbelief at the Black Robe figure in the air, as if they couldn't believe what they had just witnessed—a figure who had once Vertical and Horizontal the heavens and earth.
The White-Robed War God, whom even the Lord of the Sun Palace could hardly match, was actually severely injured by Ye Changge's punch and sent flying 100,000 meters away?
Ye Changge slowly withdrew his fist, his face beneath the Black Robe remaining calm, though a faint, cold glint flashed deep in his eyes.
He looked up in the direction where the White-Robed War God had fallen, his voice cold and clear, echoing throughout the entire Human Race army. " Dragon Race, is this all the strength you have?"
Upon hearing Ye Changge's words, the Human Race army became excited.
" The White-Robed War God? He's utterly pathetic."
"That's right, the young master fell down after only a slight move."
"What a piece of trash, a piece of garbage Time Wandering Dragon."
" The White-Robed War God? Looks like it was all just bragging."
"They're nothing but a nobody, yet they dare to show their faces. They deserve to die, they deserve to be killed."
Various sounds arose.
For a moment, the White-Robed War God was dumbfounded.
His eyes were wide open.
He couldn't believe how strong Ye Changge was.
Why are Human Race so venomous?
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With a roar, the White-Robed War God's aura surged.
It rose directly into the air from the pit.
His entire body was filled with murderous intent, his eyes were like knives, and he stared intently at Ye Changge and the army behind him.
" Ye Changge, do you really think this counts as winning?"
As he spoke, the dragon spear in his hand shimmered, and dragon scales appeared on its surface.
It flashed with a strong light, as if a Wandering Dragon was roaring.
At the same time, a warm, white armor appeared around the White-Robed War God.
His aura reached its peak in an instant.
The oppressive aura belonging to the Dharma Realm Eighth Layer spread out.
Its imposing presence far surpasses that of Cang Qing.
" The Dragon Roars Across the Nine Heavens."
The White-Robed War God's cold voice rang out, his long hair flying wildly, like endless hidden weapons flying out to kill.
"Let's see your fist."
Ye Changge's icy voice rang out, and a punch came with a terrifying gust of wind.
Its speed surpassed everything.
Snap
Before the White-Robed War God could react, he felt time around him freeze.
"Damn it, this can actually affect the Power of Time, damn it!"
At this moment, he was terrified. He had never imagined that one day the Power of Time would exert such immense pressure on the Time Wandering Dragon.