93: The terrifying aftershocks swept across thousands of miles!
The Second Ancestor of the Wang Family's face instantly turned ashen, looking like a pig's liver.
He let out an enraged roar toward the sky, the sound waves tearing through the clouds.
"Scoundrel, how dare you!"
He abruptly raised his arm; it was no longer a simple palm print, but a clenched fist—a punch that held up the heavens!
In an instant, his entire body's blood energy seemed to be drained by this punch. His boundless saint power condensed into a golden fist Gang that was solid to the extreme, like a sun rising against the current, boldly meeting that giant devilish palm that shrouded the sky!
The great battle was on the verge of breaking out!
"Boom—!!!"
There was no loud bang.
At the moment the devilish palm and the golden fist collided, the world fell into an eerie, eardrum-piercing absolute silence.
Immediately following, a pure white halo of destruction bloomed silently from the center of the collision!
Wherever the halo passed, space shattered, revealing bottomless Void Realm cracks.
The hard earth of the wasteland was uprooted by this force; it wasn't just the topsoil being scraped away, but the entire area being "formatted," forming a bottomless, giant glazed sinkhole with edges as smooth as mirrors!
Countless Cultivators who thought they had hidden far enough away had the shock on their faces frozen before their bodies silently decomposed and evaporated in the white light, leaving not even a speck of dust behind.
A clash between Great Saints—the power of a single strike was actually this terrifying!
"Puff!"
In mid-air, the Second Ancestor of the Wang Family's figure swayed violently. His throat felt metallic and sweet, and he finally couldn't suppress a mouthful of dark-golden Saint Blood, which sprayed across the sky like shattered gold leaf.
His face instantly became as pale as paper.
That overbearing giant devilish palm was also shattered by his punch, which had burned a portion of his Origin, turning into a sky full of black light rain.
He had blocked this earth-shattering first strike, but he had already suffered significant internal injuries!
"Hmph! You scoundrel hiding your head and showing your tail, is this all you've got?"
The Second Ancestor of the Wang Family forcibly suppressed the Law of Death within his body that was clinging to him like maggots on a bone, frantically eroding his vitality. His voice still tried to maintain the majesty of a Great Saint, but that imperceptible trembling betrayed the shock in his heart.
Inside the war chariot, Wang Teng, who had just been dragged back from the brink of death, was instantly overjoyed when he saw the devilish palm shatter.
"Second Ancestor is mighty! Second Ancestor is invincible!" he roared incoherently, his face twisted with the excitement of surviving a disaster.
He didn't notice that the Second Ancestor of the Wang Family's expression atop the chariot was already as solemn as ten-thousand-year-old profound ice.
The opponent's strength far exceeded his estimations!
And... the Second Ancestor of the Wang Family's gaze, like two cold searchlights, swept across the surrounding deathly darkness.
He knew.
This strike was just an appetizer.
It was a chess piece thrown out by that mysterious Great Saint to test his depth.
Even more so... it was the fuse that ignited the greed of all the jackals!
As expected!
The moment he spat out that mouthful of Saint Blood, all around the wasteland, within that silent darkness, one terrifying aura after another could no longer be restrained. Like zombies smelling blood in a cemetery and bursting out from the earth, they erupted!
The opportunity they had been waiting for had arrived!
The Second Ancestor of the Wang Family was not invincible!
...On the VIP viewing seats at the top of the lonely peak.
Su Chen looked at the glazed thousand-mile sinkhole below and spat out a grape seed with satisfaction.
"Not bad, for an opening fireworks show, I'll give it an 8."
He grabbed a handful of amethyst grapes and gave a professional commentary while chewing.
"The special effects and the scale are maxed out, but the camera work is a bit problematic. The light pollution is too heavy, covering up a lot of details."
[This Wang family old man has a pretty solid foundation. Taking a hit head-on and only spitting out some plasma mixed with gold powder—his kidneys must be good.]
[But looking at how he's forcing himself, he clearly suffered a hidden loss. Hey, this is going to be fun. Those old schemers lurking in the bushes finally won't be able to hold back. It's a classic case of 'a whale falls, and all things thrive'!]
Su Chen's inner monologue was far more exciting than the battle below.
Ye Linghan looked at his heartless appearance, a wicked curve hooking at the corner of her mouth.
"A bunch of rabble, they can't even put together a decent killing array, yet they dare to try and rob people. How laughable."
Her voice carried absolute contempt stemming from her level of existence.
"If this were a hundred thousand years ago, this Seat would only need a single glance, and they, along with this entire region, would be turned to dust."
"Yes, yes, Wife, you are invincible under heaven, number one in the Universe."
Su Chen gave an extremely perfunctory compliment, then pointed below and urged excitedly:
"Look, look! The second wave is about to start! Get the camera angles ready!"
[Hurry up! Fight! Beat each other's brains out!]
[Let me see if this five hundred billion ticket price is really worth it!]
Su Chen's eyes were filled with endless anticipation for the upcoming "Dance of the Demons" grand play.
His appearance of wishing for the whole world to be in chaos made Ye Linghan increasingly satisfied.
She found that she and this Little Man were simply a match made in heaven in certain aspects.
For example, both liked watching others suffer.
Just as Wang Teng's heart, which had just been put at ease, hadn't even had time to settle back into his chest.
A change occurred again!
Without giving the Second Ancestor of the Wang Family any chance to catch his breath.
East, West, South, North—from all four directions, four world-destroying killing intents erupted simultaneously!
To the East, a crescent-like blood-colored saber light tore through the night. That wasn't Saber Qi, but a Blade of Curses cast from the resentment and blood of hundreds of millions of living beings. Carrying a determination to sever even Karma, it slashed toward the middle of the Golden War Chariot!
To the West, a seemingly gorgeous five-colored poisonous mist, like a gentle sea of clouds, quietly covered the area.
There was no "sizzling" sound of corrosion in the mist, only a silence where all things returned to death, as if even Laws would peacefully fall asleep within this poisonous mist!
To the South, the earth cracked silently!
A hundred-zhang stone giant, pieced together from countless broken tombstones and mud soaked in corpse oil, crawled out from underground!
Its eyes were two clusters of ghastly green ghost fire. With every step it took, it "assimilated" a part of the earth into decaying graveyard soil, emitting an aura that terminated all vitality!
To the North, the yin winds howled even more fiercely!
A pitch-black Soul-Summoning Banner pierced straight into the clouds. On the surface of the banner, countless despairing and distorted faces loomed. They all opened their mouths but made no sound, yet an invisible mental shockwave, sufficient to tear even a Great Saint's Divine Soul to pieces, had already come overwhelming everything!
The pack of wolves had bared their fangs!
All the bandits hidden in the shadows reached the bloodiest tacit understanding at this moment!
No more testing, no more spectating!
Instead, they simultaneously launched the most lethal encirclement and killing strike against the Wang family!
Looking at these four attacks, each capable of killing him a thousand times over, the Second Ancestor of the Wang Family's pupils suddenly shrank to the most dangerous pinpoints!
That old face, which had just been feigning composure, finally collapsed completely!
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