555: False Saint? Just an ant!

Re-examining these ants, the Pseudo-Saint suddenly felt he had been tricked.

When his colleagues goaded him back then, saying he didn't dare to come to this realm, he had been furious and volunteered to the Alliance Leader to come personally and destroy Myriad Paths Reincarnation.

Now, he strongly suspected that his colleagues had only urged him to come so they could watch him make a fool of himself.

These ants in the eyes of the masses actually had the ability to bite a chunk of flesh off him. After the previous round of fighting, he could no longer underestimate these ordinary ants!

"Do you know? Our only pursuit in this life is to achieve the Saint fruit status!" the Pseudo-Saint said in a deep voice. "It was Pangu! He blocked all my opportunities! We hate him, and we hate the Human Race descendants he protected even more. He cut off our hope!"

"That is not a reason for you to destroy realm after realm... Heh, what's wrong? Isn't it a bit too late to cry now?"

Pigsy and the other two were full of energy and vigor. He sneered at the Pseudo-Saint, "Don't say these things to win sympathy; that won't change the fact that you are all a bunch of street rats!"

"Hmph, I only said this to tell you that our clan will never give you any chance to survive!"

The Aura on the Pseudo-Saint suddenly climbed, and the energy belonging solely to a Saint instantly enveloped everyone, pressing down on them until they couldn't catch their breath.

"The gap is indeed still that large... But it's not like there's no chance at all!"

Old Pig chuckled and looked at his companions, saying, "Monkey Brother, let's play with him first. True Lord, help save those juniors; we'll fight shoulder to shoulder! Shi Jingmo, use your Law to restrict his movements!"

As he spoke, he was already brandishing his rake and charging toward the Pseudo-Saint. The Monkey chuckled, "Since when did you become so eager to be first, kid?"

As he spoke, one end of the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand suddenly grew to the size of half a mountain and pressed down on the Pseudo-Saint.

Over there, a red gleam flashed in Shi Jingmo's eyes. Mimicking the Pseudo-Saint's movements, he coldly snorted, "Space, distort!"

That's right, this move was the exact Law power the Pseudo-Saint had used. The Buddha Dao Law—the ability to simulate all Law powers was the key!

Hum!

Feeling the familiar power descend upon him, the Pseudo-Saint became furious, "Good ant! You actually use my own moves against me; you are truly tired of living!"

He clenched his fists and shouted angrily, "Space vibration..."

Hum!

The space where everyone was located instantly entered vibration mode. Everyone felt as if their bodies were being grabbed by a large hand and shaken violently, leaving them dizzy. Shi Jingmo frowned slightly, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Boom! The staff still landed on the Pseudo-Saint's head, but it only caused a bump to swell up on his head.

The moment the staff retracted, Pigsy and Sun Wukong, already enduring the discomfort, rushed forward and entangled with the Pseudo-Saint again. This time, their attacks were even more fierce and fast as lightning. The Pseudo-Saint went head-to-head with them, repeatedly casting Law techniques like Space Collapse, and combined with the teleportation ability of Space Laws, he was basically suppressing Sun Wukong and Pigsy.

The situation was the same as before, only the personnel had changed in reverse!

Boom... Boom boom boom... It sounded like thunder, the noise was endless, as if the entire land of China could hear it.

Space was tearing. There were cracks everywhere, and terrifying energy was constantly leaking out, forming strange energy circles in the sky like rainbows!

The battle was in full swing, very intense. The resulting phenomena spread for nearly a thousand miles. Fortunately, Kunlun was located in a remote area; otherwise, many people would likely have thought the apocalypse had arrived.

And at that very moment, the Pseudo-Saint, whose anger was constantly rising, suddenly felt his body sink and secretly thought, "Not good."

"Is this that monster's Gravity Law? It broke free? No, they broke free!"

Countless ice cones stabbed toward him. Feeling the water-type Law power contained in the ice cones, he immediately knew. This was that woman's Law!

He slapped and shattered all the ice cones, but the vines hidden behind them entangled him like maggots on bones!

"Damn it, these are vine plants nourished by water-type Law, and they are quite sturdy!"

Over here, a bald monk suddenly appeared.

A wild wind blew, sweeping toward him like blades. The terrifying wind pressure instantly sucked away all the oxygen around him. Even for the Pseudo-Saint, who had just adapted to this spatial environment, it was a bit unbearable. Before he could say anything, a short monk suddenly appeared above his head and pressed his palm onto his crown.

Hum! His head felt as if it had suffered some terrifying heavy blow, suddenly tilting to one side, just as a pitch-black, large hammer smashed fiercely toward his tilted head!

This hammer blow had the weight of a hundred Mount Tais!

Crack! With a crisp sound, the vertebrae in his neck instantly shattered, segment by segment.

"Is this Gravity Law?"

The Pseudo-Saint examined his injuries seriously and finally discovered that these ants might really have the power to kill him.

"Space, distort!" The vines on his body were instantly distorted to the limit and turned into fragments. He immediately broke free from the blockade, turned around, and was about to fly into the high sky!

But unexpectedly, at this moment, a fiery red humanoid mecha descended from the sky, and the scorching Fire Tipped Spear had already pierced the Pseudo-Saint's chest.

The terrifying white flames, under the augmentation of the mecha, instantly increased in temperature by a hundred times. The armor on the Pseudo-Saint's chest, along with his flesh, was burned into a pitch-black, bowl-sized hole!

"Damn it, why is it so powerful? Uh, wait, why do I feel a chill in the sky?"

He looked up suddenly and saw a young man in white, also holding a long spear, hovering in the sky.

The young man hesitated for 0.1 seconds, then suddenly transformed into a huge white Dragon, opened his big mouth, and bit fiercely toward him!

The terrifying attraction force acted directly on the Pseudo-Saint, and his pride-and-joy Law power actually began to leak out like a funnel...

A series of rapid attacks caught the Pseudo-Saint off guard. These attacks were truly varied, giving him a certain illusion that in front of these people, he seemed to have become an easily defeated ant.

And just when he thought these people were about to exhaust their energy, a giant scorpion in mid-air scattered golden lights the size of soybeans, which merged into their bodies, and then they began to attack again, vigorous and full of energy.

"You, you all deserve to die, you all deserve to die!" The impotently furious Pseudo-Saint roared loudly, then turned around to fly upward. He wanted to use Space Collapse to deal with that white Dragon first; its Devouring Law was too terrifying. If this continued, it was hard to guarantee he wouldn't capsize in the gutter!

However, a voice suddenly appeared behind him, saying coldly, "You have already said those same words many times!"