Moreover, the opposing party was just a newcomer who appeared to be no more than twenty years old!
“Young adult!”
Shen Tong roared with laughter, his voice cold and piercing, filled with boundless killing intent, “Who do you think you are? How dare you spout such nonsense in front of me?”
“I’m giving you one last chance, out of consideration for your young age and ignorance. Kneel down and beg for mercy immediately, cripple your cultivation, and perhaps I can spare your body. If not, today I will exterminate your soul, condemning you to eternal hell!”
Ning Zhi looked at him, the corners of her lips slightly raised, a faint smile and severe disdain on her face. His gaze was as if he was looking at a clown trying to attract attention, completely unfazed.
“One breath.”
He slowly opened his mouth and said the first word.
Shen Tong’s expression changed drastically. He could no longer hold back his anger and shouted, “You arrogant brat! Do you think that by eliminating several elders of my temple, you have the right to challenge me?”
Today I will show you what true strength is, and what the different levels of understanding are!
As soon as he finished speaking, his aura exploded, and the terrifying pressure of the peak of the second level of the True God Realm, like a towering mountain, hit Ning Zhi with infinite weight.
Space itself was slightly distorted by this pressing force, and the buildings of Yunxian City below creaked under the weight.
“Two breaths.”
Ning Zhi remained calm and collected, standing straight and unmoving where she was. It was as if the tremendous pressure was just a gentle breeze to him, without having any effect. His aura remained under control, but an even more terrifying power was quietly awakening within him.
Shen Tong was completely furious, his anger devoured him, and he refused to utter a word.
“Sentence of death in court!”
He shouted and raised his hand to launch a full-strength palm strike towards Ning Zhi!
That palm strike was accompanied by howling wind and dazzling golden light, condensing his life cultivation and supreme laws of the temple. The attack contained earth-shaking power, and wherever it passed, space shattered and air currents reversed direction, heading straight for Ning Zhi’s chest.
A glimmer of disgust flashed in Ning Zhi’s eyes. He spoke calmly, uttering the last word: “Three breaths.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly raised his right hand.
The movement was slow and light, as if it were just a normal swing, without any deliberate effort or buildup of force.
But as soon as he raised his hand, the world immediately changed color!
Fierce winds roared, demonic energy churned, and dark red demonic clouds rose wildly in the sky. An aura far more terrifying, domineering, and ancient than any supernatural power emerged from Ning Zhi’s body.
Like an ancient beast awakening after sleeping for billions of years, like a demon god descending from above all the heavens, this aura instantly crushed the divine might pressure until it disappeared!
The all-out attack of divine power, exerting all his cultivation, and that extremely dazzling golden palm imprint, were like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, or ants meeting a mountain, before Ning Zhi. Everything melted instantly, without causing the slightest ripple, and completely turned into nothingness and disappeared.
Shen Tong’s pupils narrowed sharply, his face instantly turned pale, without any color at all. His eyes were filled with extreme fear and disbelief as he exclaimed in a trembling voice, “This is impossible! Where has your cultivation level reached?!”
It had lived for thousands of years, roamed the fourteen heavens, and had never seen such a terrifying existence. The strength of this young man before him was far beyond his understanding. He couldn’t believe that there was someone in the fourteen heavens who was so much stronger than him!
Ning Zhi didn’t give him time to react or escape.
He raised his hand and tapped lightly with his index finger, a movement that seemed ordinary but contained the power to destroy the world.
A pitch-black beam of light shot out from his fingertips at incredible speed, surpassing the limitations of space, and directly penetrated Shen Tong’s shoulder!
“puff!”
Blood splattered, and Shen Tong let out a shrill scream as his huge body was thrown backwards like a kite with a broken string.
Then he hit the golden warship’s hull heavily, smashing the sturdy hull into pieces. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his life force instantly weakened to the extreme.
“Palace Lord!”
The Pantheon elders were shocked and shouted in panic. They rushed forward without regard for their own safety, forming a protective circle around the Pantheon. Their faces were filled with fear and panic. They had never seen their Pantheon Lord so messy and so vulnerable.
Shen Tong clutched his pierced shoulder, blood flowing profusely, his face ashen, his eyes filled with lingering fear. He stared at the black clothed figure in the sky, only one thought on his mind: Escape! Escape immediately! This person was simply beyond their ability to deal with!
FAQ Novel
Q: Who is Shen Tong?
A: Shen Tong is identified as the Temple Head, facing a difficult confrontation.
Q: What is the significance of ‘Three Breaths’?
A: A mysterious figure gives an ultimatum of ‘three breaths’ for Shen Tong and his men to leave or face consequences.
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