578: Chapter 578 A Clash with a Celestial King's Weapon, Unparalleled Divine Might

Tuoba Han's withered, stagnant face twitched uncontrollably, his shriveled cheeks grinding together with a creaking sound.

"Arrogant brat!"

Without wasting words, Tuoba Han no longer maintained his demeanor as an expert.

He even put away his previous air of condescending contempt.

He knew very well that the million-mile gray mist from just moments ago could silently swallow the combined volley of a hundred warships.

The level of strangeness about this kid had already far exceeded common logic.

He pulled out a blood-dripping, dark red command flag with a backhand motion.

Veins bulged on his dead-wood-like arm as he slammed the command flag downward.

A hoarse roar pierced the vacuum, striking the entire Dead Silent Star Sea.

"Thirty thousand Immortal army, heed my order! Activate the Formation, Ancient Abyss Heavenly Evil Formation!"

The three hundred thousand strong Immortal army of the Ancient God Abyss let out a heaven-shaking roar in unison.

The previously dim Formation patterns on the surface of the warship fleet lit up in swathes, as if boiling oil had been poured onto a raging fire.

The sweet, bloody Evil Qi broke through the constraints of the Void Realm, and a massive amount of Immortal power mixed with the iron-blooded killing intent of the three hundred thousand troops.

It flowed along the invisible Formation network in the Void Realm, madly pouring into Tuoba Han's withered, thin shell.

The sky changed.

The originally dark and cold Dead Silent Star Sea was forcibly dyed a nauseating crimson by this terrifying blood energy.

Accompanied by the violent injection of immense energy, Tuoba Han's body emitted bone-cracking sounds that made one's scalp tingle.

His originally shriveled flesh inflated like a balloon, and muscles that looked as if they were cast from black iron burst through his luxurious dharma robes.

The aura circulating around him climbed step by step in an unreasonable manner.

The shackles of a quasi-Immortal King could not contain this torrent.

That layer of the Immortal King barrier, which hung over the heads of countless Cultivators—ethereal yet indestructible—was forcibly pushed to its limit.

Even though this was only by borrowing the power of the Formation, and even though this power was extremely violent and could not be sustained.

But at this very moment, Tuoba Han's aura had truly stepped onto the pedestal that all living beings must look up to.

Infinitely close to an Immortal King!

Inside the Chaos Dao Palace, the corridors that were already flickering with red light now had their very light distorted.

The ship spirit's voice had completely lost its mechanical calmness, becoming shrill and somewhat piercing.

"Warning! Energy fluctuations have exceeded the limit!"

"The energy level has surpassed the current base defense threshold of the Dao Palace! Repeat! Energy level has surpassed the defense threshold!"

"My Master, it cannot be fought head-on! I implore you to immediately activate the jump engine and temporarily avoid the brunt of the attack!"

Shen Yuanmo stood before the open gates of the Dao Palace, his clothes fluttering loudly in the distant gale of Evil Qi.

A trace of fanaticism ignited in his deep eyes.

It was extreme excitement, the hunger a hunter feels when seeing prime prey.

He raised his right hand, gripped his own neck, and twisted it twice from side to side.

"Click, click."

His dark golden bones struck together crisply, and a few sonic booms spilled out as his joints moved.

Even the surrounding space was pressed into fine cracks.

"Why hide?" Shen Yuanmo stretched his limbs, his tone revealing a casual sense of comfort.

"After Cultivating in the Dao Palace for a full ten years, grass has practically grown in the crevices of my bones."

"This old man's strength is not bad; he's just right for loosening up my muscles."

On the other side of the starry sky, Tuoba Han's pupils were already filled with crimson.

He did not waste any more words; he reached his right arm deep into the Void Realm and pulled outwards violently.

"Clang—"

A screech that pierced through the ages.

A long halberd, dark gold in its entirety, with a surface covered in verdigris and mottled bloodstains, was forcibly dragged out from the nothingness by him.

This long halberd was incomplete; a large chunk of the crescent blade was missing, and the tip was blunt.

But the moment it appeared in the world, the rules of the entire Dead Silent Star Sea let out a wail of being unable to bear the burden.

The heavy treasure of the Ancient God Abyss, a damaged Immortal King weapon, the Star-Splitting Array-Breaking Halberd!

Only a vicious weapon that had truly been stained with the blood of an Immortal King and inscribed with the complete Origin of the Immortal King Dao could make an entire realm tremble.

"Die for me!"

Tuoba Han's wild hair danced, and he gripped the halberd shaft with both hands.

Gathering the terrifying power of the three hundred thousand troops, along with that Dao aura infinitely close to an Immortal King, it transformed into a ten-thousand-mile halberd beam that cut across the galaxy.

The long halberd slashed down.

There were no flashy changes of Divine Ability, only extreme violence and destruction.

The space along its path was even more fragile than a layer of window paper in the face of this halberd beam.

It was directly cleaved into a black hole abyss stretching for tens of thousands of miles, pointing straight at Shen Yuanmo's head.

All the Ancient God Abyss soldiers stared fixedly at the empty-handed madman.

In their view, what was to follow was a scene of flesh flying everywhere and body and soul being completely destroyed.

Shen Yuanmo did not use the great evolution immortal slaying sword.

He simply circulated the "Chaos Myriad Dao Returning Origin Scripture".

In just an instant, his seemingly ordinary shell suddenly projected a pure, dark golden radiance.

A massive amount of Chaos Qi gushed out from the Dao embryo in his Dantian Sea of Qi, coiling around his right arm like a frantic dragon protecting its master.

Shen Yuanmo stepped back half a step with his right leg, and the Void Realm was pressed into a clear dent where he stepped.

He exerted force from his waist, stretching his spine like a full moon bow.

Then, facing that Immortal King halberd beam capable of splitting a star in two.

He threw a punch without any flashiness.

When the fist force and the halberd beam collided solidly in this Dead Silent Star Sea.

There was no sound.

Great sounds are formless.

After a brief deathly silence, a ring-shaped shockwave appearing in gray and white colors.

Swept madly in all directions in a radial pattern, with the collision point as the center.

The hundreds of star remnants nearby were gently brushed by this ripple.

Not even a fragment was left behind; they instantly turned into cosmic dust finer than powder.

Shen Yuanmo's body slid backward uncontrollably.

He plowed through hundreds of miles of the Void Realm before barely stopping his retreat.

He lowered his head and took a look at his right hand.

At the fist, a wound deep enough to see the bone had opened. But this was not the bloody mess of a Mortal.

Deep inside the wound, dark golden finger bones flickered with undying Dao light.

Not even a single drop of blood flowed out; what surged was gray Chaos Qi, viscous like mercury.

This Chaos Qi was rapidly devouring the lingering Immortal King rule remnants on the wound.

Half a breath, it only took half a breath.

That terrifying wound, sufficient to cause the Physical Body of an ordinary True Immortal to disintegrate and their immortal soul to dissipate.

Was healed as good as new under the repair of the Chaos Qi.

Not even a white mark was left behind.

Shen Yuanmo shook his wrist and looked up at Tuoba Han in the distance, who was panting slightly from exhaustion.

"The force is not bad." He curled the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile.

"It was enough to loosen up my body, but, old guy, is that all the ability you have?"

His words, coupled with his undamaged body.

In the eyes of the three hundred thousand Ancient God Abyss Immortal army, were more terrifying than an Asura.

That was a strike from a damaged Immortal King weapon!

That was a finishing blow that integrated thirty thousand troops!

This kid not only wasn't cleaved to pieces, but actually withstood it with his Physical Body.

Tuoba Han's hands, which had just been numbed by the backlash, were now finally trembling uncontrollably.

He looked at the young man in front of him, who was still wearing gray clothes and whose aura hadn't even been much disrupted, and his scalp tingled in waves.