180: Chapter 180 utterly vulnerable, let your clan's imperial son come.

"You… How can you be so strong?!" You Qianyu asked Xie Wushang, his face full of disbelief as his teeth chattered.

"A single finger shatters the cosmos… Heavenly lightning obliterates ten thousand Laws… This is… the Great Annihilation Finger!" Xie Wushang spoke chillingly.

"The Great Annihilation Finger?" You Qianyu muttered to himself. Suddenly, his eyelids twitched, and panic gripped his heart as he quickly raised his head to look.

However, he saw Xie Wushang ahead reaching out a large hand forward.

In the firmament, ghostly light flickered as a nether-domain giant hand materialized and directly slapped down toward You Qianyu below.

Boom!

The giant hand descended as if carrying the power of a realm, its vast and mighty force causing the Void Realm to tremble under the pressure.

You Qianyu, who had only just stabilized his figure, was directly pressed down until he spat blood, crashing onto the Emperor Battle Stage.

"What terrifying power! It already rivals a Great Emperor!" You Qianyu looked up, wanting to get up, but he was completely unable to move.

Lying flat on the ground, he looked just like a dead dog.

Lifting his gaze upward, he only saw that the giant hand covered the heavens and earth. Inside its palm, ghostly light flickered, and lightning struck down toward him.

That lightning cleaved the battle stage's Void Realm into shattering pieces.

It was not hard to imagine that once this strike landed, he would undoubtedly be reduced to ashes.

"Ah! I have already used an imperial weapon… I violated the rules… I count as losing! Emperor Stage spirit, Emperor Stage spirit, where are you? Why haven't you announced the end of the match yet?! Announce the end of the match! I admit defeat, I admit defeat!" You Qianyu panicked.

He cried out in a hurry.

The giant hand pressed down, and with every inch it descended, the power contained within doubled, making him feel as though his bones were about to crack and his Primordial Spirit was about to be crushed. In his panic, You Qianyu's Primordial Spirit once again sacrificed a fragmentary imperial weapon.

That was a bead flickering with ghostly light that manifested externally, enveloping his entire body within it.

Only then did he feel slightly better.

However, lightning had already struck down, landing on the bead.

You Qianyu's aura was connected with the fragmentary imperial artifact.

That kind of power felt as if every single strike was bombarding his Primordial Spirit.

Pfft!

You Qianyu spat blood continuously.

"I admit defeat!"

"Spirit!" You Qianyu cried out, extremely anxious, terrified that if he was even a breath too late, he would perish right here.

"What is going on? Isn't it true that on the Emperor Battle Stage, as long as one sacrifices a weapon, they will be judged as having conceded and be expelled from the stage?"

On the spectator stands, those watching Cultivators were also dumbfounded.

"Could it be that the Divine Son of Jiang's strike earlier was too strong… causing the Restrictions and rules of the Emperor Battle Stage to become disordered?"

Tushan Luoyu whispered.

"What? The Divine Son of Jiang hit the Emperor Battle Stage so hard that even its Laws are disordered?"

"This is a Great Emperor-grade battle stage!" Many people wore expressions of extreme astonishment.

"The Jiang Clan has produced a true Dragon!"

"With such talent, he is probably capable of stepping onto the summit of the Great Emperor realm." Everyone drew in a breath of cold air as they looked at Xie Wushang on the battle stage.

"Good, good! The Divine Son is mighty!" Seeing You Qianyu's begging appearance, the Saints of the Jiang Clan could not help shouting aloud.

Hum!

At this moment, ripples spread across the Emperor Battle Stage.

A power far surpassing the Great Emperor swept outward, shattering the giant hand evolved by Xie Wushang.

"The challenger, Jiang Wushang wins! The Youyan Fire Crow Clan… You Qianyu loses!"

On the Emperor Battle Stage, that ethereal voice sounded.

"It's the Emperor Battle Stage spirit! It's the Emperor Battle Stage spirit… My maternal grandfather, my dear father, you have finally manifested!" Hearing this voice, You Qianyu was so moved he was about to cry, almost kneeling down to kowtow and acknowledge the Emperor Battle Stage's spirit as his father.

He could sense that if it were even one breath later, his Primordial Spirit would probably have been crushed and scattered by that palm.

And he would have perished right then and there, his Dao disappearing.

He was a man who wanted to prove the Dao and become an Emperor, and his brilliant life had just begun. If he were to fall here, it would be far too aggravating.

A patch of light patterns blossomed, enveloping You Qianyu and rolling him out of the battle stage.

The Fire Crow Clan's quasi-emperor, You Qingxuan, hurriedly stepped forward to support You Qianyu, asking with a face full of concern, "Imperial Grandson, how are you?"

"I'm fine!" You Qianyu took a deep breath and said.

"How can he be so powerful? Even an Imperial Son is nothing more than this!" You Qianyu looked at Xie Wushang on the Emperor Battle Stage with bitterness in his heart, his expression extremely ugly. At this moment, You Qianyu still couldn't imagine that beneath the Great Emperor realm, there could actually exist such a terrifying person.

He was strong to such an absurd degree.

Was this supposed to be a newly advanced quasi-emperor?

This was clearly already a Great Emperor!

"Imperial-grade Restriction power, huh." On the battle stage, Xie Wushang looked at You Qianyu, who had been rolled out, and whispered.

Afterward, Xie Wushang looked at You Qianyu and said, "With only this bit of strength, you dare to flaunt your prowess in front of my Jiang Clan? Next time, let your clan's Imperial Son come!" After speaking with considerable majesty, Xie Wushang immediately withdrew his gaze, not giving the latter another look.

It seemed as if he hadn't placed him in his eyes at all.

He was merely an imperial grandson.

Not worth mentioning!

"You…" Hearing Xie Wushang's words, You Qianyu's face flushed red, and he directly spat blood before fainting.

It was unclear whether his vital energy truly attacked his heart in anger or if he was faking a faint.

"Imperial Grandson… Imperial Grandson!" You Qingxuan cried out, but no matter how he shook You Qianyu, he couldn't wake him up.

With a sigh, he had no choice but to carry You Qianyu and fly back to the spectator stands.

"Our clan's invincible Imperial Grandson has lost!" The Saints of the Youyan Fire Crow Clan were soul-lost, whispering with faces full of disbelief.

They looked at the unconscious You Qianyu, as if seeing a scene of their clan's downfall.

"Jiang Clan's Jiang Wushang… has obtained the qualification to enter the Quasi-Emperor-grade Dao Pool… If he wins seven consecutive matches… he can enter the Imperial-grade Dao Pool… Is there anyone who wishes to challenge Jiang Wushang…" At this moment, an ethereal and majestic voice rang out on the Emperor Battle Stage.

Simultaneously, a Law Dao pattern surfaced and merged into Xie Wushang's palm. That was the token for entering the Dao Pool.

"A challenge?" Hearing that ethereal voice, the Cultivators of various clans on the nearby spectator stands couldn't help frowning.

Just how astonishing were the methods of the Youyan Fire Crow Clan's Imperial Grandson earlier?

With a raise of his hand, he crushed the Jiang Clan's previous-generation Divine Son, possessing a powerful demeanor of invincibility.

Yet a figure of this caliber was crushed between the hands of the Divine Son of Jiang with a mere wave.

Going up to challenge him right now, once defeated, would mean losing the qualification to step into the Dao Pool!

Therefore, the divine sons of all clans remained silent, not daring to act rashly.

"No one is making a move?" Seeing this, the members of the Jiang Clan on the Jiang Clan's spectator stand exchanged glances, their hearts inexplicably exhilarated.

This was a battle that shocked the world, leaving people too terrified to fight!

"Haha, good! Let's see who dares to look down on my Jiang Clan from now on!" Jiang Zhengyang and Jiang Weiting could not help laughing heartily.

In their reverie, they seemed to see the scene from years ago when Jiang Tianxing swept across the entire world.

At that time, their Jiang Clan's prominence was also unmatched for a time.

"If there are no challengers, the Emperor Battle Stage will suspend battles for three days…" The ethereal voice resounded across the Emperor Battle Stage.

Still, no one challenged.

"The Divine Son is mighty!"

"The Divine Son is invincible!"

"The Jiang Clan is immortal!" Seeing this, the Jiang Clan's Cultivators shouted aloud.

Jiang Yanzhou, Jiang Luoye, Jiang Yupin, and other contemporary geniuses felt their blood boiling with excitement.

This truly beat the prodigies of the various imperial clans until they didn't dare accept the challenge!

"The Divine Son of Jiang may enter the Quasi-Emperor-grade Dao Pool… He may also choose to continue challenging to assault the Imperial Rank Dao Pool."

On the Emperor Battle Stage, that ethereal and pleasant female voice echoed out.