Seeing Jin Wuhao suddenly collapse to the ground, all the god-level cultivators in the Grand Emperor’s Palace widened their eyes, and an elder shouted, “What did you do to our Great Emperor?”
Master Shi smiled faintly, then used two of his fingers as swords and swung them gently!
brush……
In an instant, all the gods and devils in the arena, regardless of whether they were at the seventh, eighth, or ninth rank of Golden Immortal, raised their heads upwards.
Blood immediately splattered, turning the entire sky red!
Only a handful of devil cultivator leaders remained, trembling in fear.
The man in white frowned, and his expression changed.
Even the mighty gods fighting alongside the Seven Fairies seemed to sense something and returned from the void, landing behind the white-robed man.
When they saw the headless corpses scattered on the ground, they were stunned.
Even though they were Great Luo Gold Immortals, and considered the Gold Immortal cultivators before them to be mere ants, they still couldn’t possibly finish off these tens of thousands of cultivators instantly.
The seven fairies also returned, looking at Master Shi with a look of disbelief on their faces.
Jiang Xuelan, in particular, showed a look of deep disbelief in her eyes.
Only David smiled, as if he already knew everything.
The man in white slowly raised his right hand, which was holding the sword. The plain white sword was once again held horizontally in front of his chest, with its tip pointing diagonally towards the ground.
Above the snow-white sword, the illusory image of a bright and cold moon reappeared, its clear light like a waterfall, illuminating the entire valley.
Nearly transparent water ripples spread from the tip of the sword, and ripples of time and space spread layer by layer over the rocks, dust, bloodstains, and human figures. Wherever they passed, the time order for everything reversed once again.
Severed heads began to turn upside down, blood that rushed back to the neck, broken necks reconnected, and shattered bones automatically healed.
Jin Wuhao’s corpse slowly rose as time reversed, his scattered soul reintegrated from the void, and his shattered meridians reconnected.
The man in white frowned slightly.
Because he found that the wounds that should have healed actually opened again just as they were about to close.
The divine souls that were supposed to regroup were scattered again just as they were about to form.
Those divine cultivators who were supposed to be resurrected trembled violently in the air, as if being torn apart by two forces at once: one was a suction force that reversed time and space, and the other was a kind of stronger and irresistible repulsion force.
“Um?”
The man in white frowned, then swung his long sword forward. The cold moonlight radiating from the snow-white sword blade suddenly became three times brighter.
The ripples in spacetime became denser and faster, like concentric circles of water desperately sweeping away the shattered bodies.
But the results remain unchanged.
Jin Wuhao’s body floated in the air, his broken neck continuously healing and reopening, healing and reopening again, repeating this seven or eight times. Every time the healing was almost complete, his neck was forcibly torn apart by an invisible force.
The golden blood condensed into droplets in the air, spinning endlessly in the reverse flow of time, but never able to return to its original position.
The divine and demonic cultivators whose heads were chopped off also oscillated between reversal and rejection.
Some heads had already returned to his neck, only to be thrown into the air again in the next second;
Some of the blood had already flowed back into the body, only to gush out again in the next second.
The entire valley was filled with an eerie tearing sensation, like a painting that was constantly being painted and erased, painted dozens of times but never able to take shape.
The white-clothed man’s always indifferent face finally cracked.
His lips tightened slightly, and a faint blue tinge appeared on his knuckles as he gripped the sword. He activated the power of the primordial time sequence three times in a row, and fine spatial cracks even appeared on the sword.
Those were the traces of his efforts to forcefully squeeze the essence of time.
The ripples of time and space in the valley turned from transparent to silver, and from silver to dazzling silvery white, the light was so intense that it made the entire valley appear as if it was illuminated by countless stars simultaneously.
However, the corpses remained lying motionless on the ground.
No, the thing wasn’t completely still.
They are moving, but they cannot be reversed.
Every time they came close to healing, a force would tear their wounds back; every time they came close to awakening, a force would extinguish their life force once again.
FAQ Novel
Q: Why is David so emotional upon seeing Tuan Shi?
A: David is overjoyed by Tuan Shi’s sudden appearance, expressing deep emotion and comfort in his presence.
Q: What unusual characteristic does Tuan Shi possess?
A: Tuan Shi exhibits no aura, appearing like an ordinary person, which puzzles an opponent.
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