Chapter 1444 - 318: Opponents on Different Levels

Chapter 1444: Chapter 318: Opponents on Different Levels

The Peak Masters of the other peaks watched as their counterpart ate a loss without saying anything; their eyes filled with a grave expression when looking toward the Holy Battle Platform.

The punch just now.

Even they felt shocked.

The strength of the Earth Peak Holy Son might be weaker, but he was still a powerhouse at the Half-Step Divine King level, considered a supreme being below the Divine King.

Such strength was still killed in a single punch, so the strength of this Holy Son of Divine Wind must have reached the Divine King level.

Moreover.

It’s likely not as simple as a normal Divine King.

On the other side.

Ziyun Zheng, after scolding for a moment, also turned his attention back to the Holy Battle Platform.

Compared to the senses of other Peak Masters, as the overseer of this Holy Battle Platform, he could more clearly feel the power contained in Shen Changqing’s punch.

"The power of that punch must have already reached the ranks of the top Heaven and Earth Divine Kings!"

Only such a level of power could kill a Peak Holy Son in one strike.

Ziyun Zheng understood very well that to do this, only a true Proud Heaven would be qualified.

Suddenly.

He came to understand why the Holy Hall would favor the other with resources, and why the Python Emperor would hold such a high opinion of him.

If it’s a Proud Heaven, then everything makes sense.

"Things are about to get interesting!"

Ziyun Zheng smiled inwardly.

He originally thought Shen Changqing would be undoubtedly defeated, but now the strength he displayed increased his chances of victory significantly.

Whether the remaining twelve Peak Holy Sons can resist is also a question.

At this moment.

Inside the Holy Battle Platform.

The twelve Peak Holy Sons looked at the scattered blood and flesh fragments on the ground, each with an extremely unpleasant expression, and some even showed a hint of fear in their eyes.

They couldn’t help it.

This scene truly exceeded their expectations.

No one would have thought that a Peak Holy Son would be killed instantly.

"Everyone, hold nothing back. Otherwise, you all saw the Earth Peak Holy Son’s fate!" Holy Son Yun Feng Ziyun Ting took a deep breath and when looking at Shen Changqing, there was no contempt left in his eyes.

"Kill!"

Zi Yunfang wasted no words and immediately transformed into a Purple Mad Python, charging toward Shen Changqing.

As soon as he made a move, he revealed his true form.

This indicated he was holding nothing back in terms of strength.

After all, for the Myriad Clans cultivators, the true form is often their most powerful means, bar none.

With Zi Yunfang’s attack, the other eleven Peak Holy Sons almost simultaneously launched their attacks, given the premise of the Earth Peak Holy Son being smashed in one punch, none dared to hold back.

Twelve Peak Holy Sons attacked with full force, their terrifying power intertwining, shattering the turbulent void.

Such an offensive.

Even a Divine King wouldn’t be sure to withstand it.

However.

Faced with this onslaught, Shen Changqing’s face showed no concern; his left hand carried behind his back, his right hand stretched out, and an intense purple power condensed in his palm.

In the next moment.

Purple energy burst forth, transforming into countless threads, winding toward the twelve Peak Holy Sons.

Purple energy intertwining.

Just as it was about to touch the twelve Peak Holy Sons, it instantly transformed into a large purple net, sealing all the void shut.

"Purple Qi Heaven Snare?"

Ziyun Ting looked at the pervasive purple energy, a hint of disdain flashing in his large pupils.

This first-grade Divine Skill from the Purple Cloud Holy Land, he had also cultivated it, so he was familiar with it.

Though the Purple Qi Heaven Snare is strong.

To an expert at his level, it serves little purpose.

Immediately.

Ziyun Ting opened his mouth wide, and a golden energy beam surged out, exploding with terrifying power, as if it was going to destroy the purple net.

"Boom!"

A thunderous explosion erupted, the void inside the Holy Battle Platform in turmoil.

The purple net seemed indestructible, unaffected by any disturbance.

"Not good!"

Seeing this, Ziyun Ting’s face changed dramatically; the power inherent in the Purple Qi Heaven Snare exceeded his imagination entirely.

Instantly.

He couldn’t concern himself with thinking; all Divine Power congregated in one part of his body, and as he opened his mouth wide, black annihilating force surged out.

The black energy seemed to consume everything.

Wherever the force surged, the void crumbled inch by inch.

"Annihilation Divine Power!"

Shen Changqing’s expression remained unchanged; he recognized it as the innate Divine Ability of the Ziyun Clan.

So-called Annihilation Divine Power contains a tremendously destructive power, capable of turning an entire world into nothingness.

If it were an opponent of an equivalent level, facing such power, the only option would be to retreat.

However.

Ziyun Ting had not truly cultivated the Annihilation Divine Power to the point where it could destroy an entire world.

Similarly, Shen Changqing was no cultivator of equal level, but someone who commanded power completely above the opponent.

At the moment the Annihilation Divine Power erupted, he clenched his right hand tightly.

The vast purple net immediately contracted; everything within its scope vanished in an instant.

"Slash!"

A Holy Son, unable to evade, was cut in half.

The threads forming the purple net now seemed like a death god’s scythe, containing terrifyingly sharp power.

Other Holy Sons witnessing this all changed their expressions drastically and quickly avoided it.

At this moment.

Shen Changqing’s figure instantly vanished from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Zi Yunting.

With just one punch.

The dignified Holy Son Yun Feng didn’t even have time to react; his head exploded directly from the terrifying force, his Divine Soul extinguished instantly.

As his head burst apart, the headless body collapsed to the ground.

Before the other Holy Sons could see what happened, another group’s Holy Son screamed in agony, and his body exploded directly.

Flesh scattered everywhere.

The scene was exceedingly tragic.

At this moment.

All the cultivators outside had already fallen silent, every Holy Land cultivator inside the Sacred Battle Arena watched Shen Changqing massacre the Holy Sons as though he were crushing ants effortlessly, their hearts entirely replaced by shock.

It’s hard to imagine.

In times past when the Holy Sons stood aloof above all, now they are as humble as ants.

On the judge’s seat, each of the peak masters could no longer sit still, and if not for Ziyun Zheng’s deterrence, they would have intervened directly.

"Elder Zheng, this battle cannot be allowed to continue!"

"My Profound Peak willingly concedes!"

"Quickly intervene and stop this, or else allowing him to kill at will will result in my Purple Cloud Holy Land lacking a generation of future strong warriors!"

Upon hearing this.

Ziyun Zheng shook his head slightly: "The Sacred Battle Platform is open; neither you nor I can obstruct it unless they break the rules during the test, or one side admits defeat. Otherwise, it’s absolutely prohibited to halt midway."

Even though watching Shen Changqing slaughter the Holy Sons from each peak made him feel it was excessive.

But rules are rules.

As they say, without rules, there is no order; rules must always be adhered to.

Right now, none of the Holy Sons from each peak have admitted defeat, nor have they broken the rules, so intervening rashly to stop the test cannot be done.

Upon hearing this.

All the peak masters looked extremely grim.

The Earth Peak Master glared icily at Ziyun Luo: "Ziyun Luo, your Divine Wind Peak surely has great prestige today!"

At this time.

Faced with the Earth Peak Master’s sarcastic remarks, Ziyun Luo no longer responded, merely watching Shen Changqing on the Sacred Battle Platform silently, unknown what he was thinking.

"Boom!"

Another punch blasted out, and a Holy Son had no room for resistance before being struck with his flesh exploding and his Divine Soul dying.

Up until now, none of the Holy Sons, can withstand Shen Changqing’s punch.

He’s just like an invincible war god, effortlessly crushing the Holy Sons of Thirteen Peaks.

Every punch signifies the demise of a Holy Son.

The remaining few Holy Sons, now utterly horrified, look at Shen Changqing’s visage as though facing a terrifying existence.

"No... Impossible, you are definitely not Ziyan Sheng!"

Zi Yunfang frantically shook his head, his face completely consumed by fear.

He believes.

The cultivator before him couldn’t possibly be Ziyan Sheng.

Because Ziyan Sheng’s strength isn’t terrifying to such an extent.

"Whether or not I’m Ziyan Sheng, today won’t change your fate of demise." Shen Changqing’s eyes remained indifferent, looking at the opponent as if he was overlooking ants.

At that moment.

The shadow of death descended directly upon Zi Yunfang’s heart, crushing his last ounce of persistence.

"I admit defeat!"

Watching Shen Changqing’s punch, that terrifying force was about to engulf him, he shouted frantically.

At the moment his words fell.

A mysterious force immediately enveloped him, wrapping his body within; in the next instant, Zi Yunfang’s figure vanished.

"Boom!"

Simultaneously as Zi Yunfang’s figure vanished, the force from the punch struck the Sacred Battle Platform.

The once indestructible Sacred Battle Platform instantly caved in significantly.

Shen Changqing slowly withdrew his fist, turned his head to look at the position of the judge’s seat.

The one who just saved Zi Yunfang was indeed Ziyun Zheng.

When the opponent intervened, he had already sensed it, merely not expressing; otherwise, a mere Sun and Moon Divine King, what qualifications did he have to intervene in front of him to save people?

Simply put.

Right now, he could only showcase the strength of a Peerless Proud Heaven, absolutely nothing beyond it, which is why he allowed Ziyun Zheng to save people.

In another situation, it wouldn’t just be Zi Yunfang to die, the one saving, Ziyun Zheng, would also die.

At this moment.

When the remaining Holy Sons saw this scene, they first froze for a moment, then competed to speak.

"I admit defeat!"

"I admit defeat too!"

At this point, they had long lost any intention to fight Shen Changqing.

It’s ludicrous.

One peak’s Holy Son before the opponent did not have the qualification to even resist, crushed on the spot with one punch, this is simply a lifelong shadow.

Under such circumstances, who would dare to continue fighting?

Admitting defeat.

Is the only path to survival.

If not admitting defeat, then their fate would be like the other Holy Sons.

When the remaining few Holy Sons admitted defeat, Ziyun Zheng likewise intervened to transfer them all out of the Sacred Battle Platform.

Afterwards.

The pale golden light shield on the Sacred Battle Platform also quietly dissipated.