A Man Like None Other Chapter 6792 Under Control

A Man Like None Other Chapter 6792 Under Control

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The night was like a thick, heavy silk cloth soaked in the ink of the ages, pressing heavily and impenetrably over Bibo Island.

The bright moon, which had been hanging high in the sky, was completely covered by a layer of thick, dark clouds, and not even a glimmer of silver light could be seen. The entire world was plunged into deep and eerie darkness.

A bone-chilling sea breeze swept across the island, carrying a unique aroma of salty, damp, and slightly burnt deep-sea spiritual energy, roaring past the dilapidated courtyard, broken stone pillars, and overturned stone lanterns.

It circled among the scattered wood chips, stone shards, and withered leaves, emitting low, heartbreaking howls, like the whispers of ancient ghosts, silent and terrifying.

The once majestic, beautiful, and neatly arranged mansion belonging to the island’s ruler had long been turned into a ruined ruin.

Shen Tianhai sat limply on the bluestone fragments, his once majestic and elegant golden brocade robe now covered in thick dust, gravel, and bloodstains.

His robe was torn in many places with terrible rips, the edges flapping and tattered. He had long lost all semblance of the majesty of the island’s ruler and looked as miserable as a poor beggar on the streets.

On his chin, a strand of pale golden essence blood had not yet dried; it was the primordial essence blood of a peak second level Great Luo Golden Immortal cultivator, extremely precious.

However, at that moment, the tears slowly flowed down the jawline shamelessly, finally dripping onto the cold and hard stone slab, creating small wet marks and producing a nearly inaudible “plop” sound.

His arms were barely able to support him on the rough, cold ground behind him. His fingers twitched slightly and trembled non-stop. His palms were scratched and bleeding from the gravel, but he didn’t feel any pain at all.

Those golden eyes, which were usually calm, sharp, controlling everything, and watching over the entire sea of ​​emptiness, were now empty and hollow, staring intently at the open gate of the mansion, towards where Davidfang had just broken through the air and left, without moving an inch for a long time.

In his mind, like a recurring nightmare, the devastating duel that had just shaken his understanding of the world kept replaying.

That was all the cultivation he had accumulated during tens of thousands of years of seclusion in the Void Sea, through tireless and arduous cultivation. That was the supreme power of a peak level two Great Luo Golden Immortal, a terrifying power capable of destroying mountains, overturning seas, and destroying a region of sea.

According to his understanding, this palm strike was enough to wipe out more than 90% of the cultivators on the 21st Heaven. Even experts at the same level would not dare to face it head-on.

At that moment, he released all the golden divine power he had cultivated for tens of thousands of years without hesitation.

That divine power overflowed like a volcanic eruption or an overflowing galaxy, turning into a boundless golden stream that, carrying a tremendous power capable of destroying everything, slammed into the gray-robed young man.