276: Chapter 276 A direct confrontation between a cultivator of a higher level and a Mahayana stage? Basic stuff, don't be ridiculous!

The thousands-of-zhang tall Demon Venerable Dharma Image stepped and shattered the fragile Void Realm of the Ancient God Ruins.

With every step taken, the earth of the Ancient God Ruins collapsed by a hundred zhang.

Pitch-black space cracks spread like spiderwebs in all directions, swallowing the remaining mountains and rivers.

Even the ancient Law that suppressed everything in the Divine Ruins was forcibly burst open by this power, unable to approach within a hundred zhang of his body.

Inside the pink light barrier of the Paradise Desire Realm.

More than thirty thousand top Prodigies from the Central Plains were all collapsed on the ground.

That Mahayana Stage Spiritual Pressure, which exceeded the limits of the Lower Realm, pressed down on their shoulders like thousands of divine mountains.

"What... what kind of monster is this..."

As soon as they looked up, they met the six emotionless, scarlet giant eyes in the sky.

Those three hideous Demon Venerable heads were overlooking them.

With just one glance, the terrifying mental impact pierced through their Sea of Consciousness.

Faced with absolute suppression of Realm, these Prodigies from the Central Plains, who were usually high and mighty, could not even muster the thought of resistance now and could only wait for death in utter despair.

"Ants."

"Become the blood food for my Ascension!"

God Emperor Lingxiao couldn't be bothered to even glance at these bugs of the Lower Realm.

To him now, these thirty thousand Prodigies were just a furnace of high-grade blood pills with perfect heat.

The Divine Emperor raised the thick demon arm at the bottom right and smashed it fiercely toward the Paradise Desire Realm below.

Crack!

Before the giant hand even touched the light barrier, the violent palm wind had already completely leveled the surrounding land.

The Paradise Desire Realm, which had lost Cao Kun's active maintenance, also dissipated with a shattering sound.

The Prodigies, facing the killing intent of the Mahayana Stage directly, saw only that giant hand of Death Qi constantly enlarging in their eyes.

"Are we going to die..."

...

Meanwhile.

Deep within Cao Kun's Purple Mansion, the dark golden Dragon condensed from the Emperors Law opened its eyes and let out an anxious and uneasy dragon roar.

At the same time, the golden Sentient Being Liness above the heads of the thirty thousand Central Plains Prodigies outside the tower continuously transmitted immense negative emotions of despair, fear, and impending death.

"Hmm?" Cao Kun frowned.

"Something happened outside."

With a thought, his Divine Sense returned to his main body, and he stepped out of the Demon Suppressing Tower.

Just as the demon palm was about to fall and crush everyone into blood mud, a brilliant golden light erupted from where the light barrier had shattered.

Within the golden light, the phantom of an ancient and mysterious seven-story pagoda flashed and disappeared.

Immediately after, a slender figure wearing a black and white yin-yang dharma robe intervened between the giant hand of Death Qi and the thirty thousand Prodigies!

Facing the giant hand of Death Qi that was tens of thousands of times larger than him, Cao Kun slapped his palm upward toward the sky.

Boom!

Gray-black Chaos Qi sprayed out from his palm, forcibly holding up that giant hand.

However, Cao Kun's face was a bit pale at this moment, and the arm under his sleeve was trembling slightly.

The power of this palm strike far exceeded any opponent he had ever encountered.

An attack from the Peak of the Mahayana Stage. Even if it was just a casual strike, it was not something his current cultivation could easily withstand.

He is really ruthless to his own son-in-Law. If I had known, I should have stayed in the tower a little longer and let Mo Yao temper me a few more rounds...

But he had no time. The moment the Domain shattered, thirty thousand Sentient Being Liness vibrated violently at the same time.

Fear, despair, pleading... These emotions surged into his Purple Mansion like a tide, dragging him out of the comfort zone.

It was not that he was merciful and had to be this savior; it was that the damned Emperors Law in his Purple Mansion made the decision for him.

When the hearts of the people are directed toward one, and the common people are in trouble, how can an supreme Emperor who carries Luck take even half a step back?

Heh, the reasoning sounds high-sounding, but you aren't the one feeling the pain.

After silently complaining, Cao Kun looked down.

Thirty thousand pairs of eyes looked at him at the same time. The despair in those eyes began to dissipate the moment he appeared.

"It's Great Philanthropist Cao!!!"

"The Great Philanthropist has returned!!!"

"Benefactor!!!"

The voices turned from sporadic to a torrent, with thirty thousand people shouting in unison.

The Prodigies who had just been paralyzed on the ground by fear now found strength from somewhere, scrambling to get up and kneeling on the ground, screaming at Cao Kun.

Thirty thousand golden Sentient Being Liness bloomed with light at the same time. The Power Of Faith poured continuously into Cao Kun's Primordial Spirit.

Cao Kun's eyes became incomparably dignified, and nine five-clawed golden Dragon phantoms circled around his body.

At the same time, the Five Emperors Origin True Body operated automatically. The light of various supreme treasures—the golden cloud crown, the longevity green wood immortal belt, and the yin-yang dharma robe—interwove and shone.

Under the blessing of massive Power Of Faith and the Five Emperors Origin, Cao Kun's aura began to soar!

Body Integration Late Stage... Integration Stage Peak... Half-step Mahayana...

"Boom!"

The Emperor-path Spiritual Pressure of the Mahayana Early Stage poured out from Cao Kun.

Although it was still half a level short of the Mahayana Peak Demon Venerable Dharma Image opposite, at least he was qualified to stand here.

Cao Kun shook his palm, which had been scorched by Death Qi; the charred black on his palm healed rapidly under the repair of Chaos Qi.

He raised his head and looked at the three hideous heads and six scarlet giant eyes in the sky.

"Old dog Lingxiao."

With the blessing of the Emperors Law, every word of Cao Kun's voice fell clearly into every corner of this Void Realm.

"Your precious daughter is calling me brother in my arms right now."

"As a father, instead of going home to check, why are you running out here and acting crazy?"

"Giving such a big greeting gift the moment we meet, it makes this son-in-Law feel quite embarrassed."

Once these words were spoken, the thirty thousand Prodigies below, who were still recovering from the aftermath of the disaster, were dumbfounded.

Is this something a human can say?!

The Demon Venerable at the Peak of the Mahayana Stage has already launched an ultimate attack directly in your face.

As the hope of our entire village, you actually have the mood to mess with someone's mentality?

This style isn't right, hey!

"Interesting, truly interesting."

God Emperor Lingxiao's voice came from the three mouths of the Demon Venerable Dharma Image simultaneously, forming a strange triple resonance.

His gaze lingered on Cao Kun for three breaths, and then he slowly retracted the giant palm that had been pushed away by the Chaos Qi.

"Such a growth rate, the Emperor has underestimated you!"

"Since you want to be a savior, then go die with them!"

Clearly, this old guy's mental defense was broken.

He stopped probing and gave up on grabbing the Prodigies; his massive demon body leaned forward abruptly.

Six thick demon arms were raised at the same time!

As Death Qi churned, six giant weapons hundreds of zhang long condensed in the Void Realm.

Blade, sword, axe, halberd, whip, hammer!

Each giant weapon was entwined with the highly corrosive and destructive black mist Origin of the Immortal Beings.

"Ancient Demon Might, Six Paths Fatal Strike!"

The Divine Emperor opened all three mouths and spat out the verdict of death.

The six giant weapons, like divine punishment, swept down toward Cao Kun from six different directions, carrying the power to destroy the world.

"Senior Cao, be careful!"

The hearts of the Prodigies behind rose to their throats.

With such momentum, even the slightest graze would mean death and Dao dissipation.

Cao Kun could also feel how thick the Death Qi Origin contained in these six weapons was.

A full-force blow from the Peak of the Mahayana Stage could definitely not be blocked by tricks.

He flipped his wrist, and the pitch-black, broken chaos divine sword appeared in his palm.

As Chaos Qi and Power Of Faith poured into the sword body, the chaos divine sword emitted an excited hum.

"One Sword Determines Life and Death!"

Cao Kun held the sword with both hands, facing the six falling giant weapons of Death Qi, and slashed out a half-moon-shaped Chaos Sword Qi from bottom to top!

The Law of Annihilation surged within the Sword Qi, interweaving and fusing with the Emperors Law.

Rumble!

The gray Sword Qi collided with the six giant weapons of Death Qi in mid-air!

Under the impact of this destructive energy, all Laws, light, and sound were completely erased in this area.

"Crack! Crack!"

The Divine Emperor's six giant weapons of Death Qi began to crumble inch by inch from the blades, turning into black smoke and dissipating.

But the power of the Mahayana Peak was ultimately too vast.

After the Sword Qi shattered four of the giant weapons, it finally exhausted its power.

The remaining giant axe and giant hammer, carrying the residual force, smashed onto Cao Kun's sword blade.

"Bang!"

The huge counter-shock force slammed into Cao Kun like a falling star.

Cao Kun groaned, and his protective flaming armor exploded directly.

His body flew backward like a cannonball.

His feet plowed two black space cracks hundreds of zhang long in the Void Realm.

He did not stabilize his figure until he reached the very front of the thirty thousand Prodigies.

The thirty thousand Prodigies behind were all stunned.

At this moment, no language could describe the shock in their hearts.

He not only took a full-force blow from the Mahayana Stage but also protected everyone.

Above the sky, the destructive storm gradually subsided.

The Demon Venerable Dharma Image's six scarlet eyes stared fixedly at the pitch-black broken sword in Cao Kun's hand.

A thunderous voice echoed over the ruins.

"That is... the chaos divine sword?"

"You wicked obstacle, you really do have a connection with that old thing!"

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Meng Yudie