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Chapter 5332

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However, a divine body that was 68,000 times stronger was the real deal.

If he faced Virūpākṣa alone, he could still escape. However, there was still First White's avatar.

Although it was just an avatar, its combat strength was close to the pinnacle.

If the avatar was already so strong, how strong would the true body be?

It was no wonder that the deity had told him that if he met First White's true body, he could escape. There was no mention of fighting.

The other five Monarchs with unknown identities formed a formation that was comparable to a pinnacle expert.

A total of three pinnacle experts!

In the Tomb of the Gods, not all of the powerful special life forms were at the peak. Some of them, after reaching the sixth rank, only had ordinary strength. They were stronger than these life forms of flesh and blood, but not by much.

The other five Monarchs were still fine. They could only form a formation that could trap him, but not suppress him. If it was a one-on-one, it would only take three to five moves to break through.

White Sovereign King's eyes flashed as he suddenly turned around.

He went straight for the formation formed by the five Monarchs.

"A bunch of fools!"

"Boom!"

White Sovereign King punched out, causing the formation to retreat. When he wanted to give chase, Virūpākṣa and First White attacked, so he could only give up.

If he wanted to break through, he had to deal with the weakest first.

He gritted his teeth and faced the two head-on. He wanted to break the formation.

White Sovereign King, whose divine body had surpassed the limits of Monarchs, expanded to millions of miles, covering the sky.

He grasped the void with a might that reached the heavens.

"Break!"

With a single word, it was like a law that broke the formation. The five Monarchs spat out blood and retreated.

Now that he had achieved his goal, he only needed to defeat them. There was no time to kill them.

First White's eyes turned cold. He had miscalculated this time and overestimated the Doyen Palace. He originally thought that he could pick up a loophole or clean up the mess. He did not expect the other party to be so strong, causing him to fall into a predicament.

He could not suppress White Sovereign King to begin with. Now that only he and Virūpākṣa were left, the chances of them keeping him here were slim.

"If I had known, I would have sent two avatars. Now, I have to waste a supreme treasure to take him down!" First White said regretfully.

When Virūpākṣa heard this, his eyes revealed joy. He quickly said, "Brother First White, use the treasure quickly! This guy's source is too strange. If we wait any longer, things will change! "

Just as he had said, the White Sovereign King's Origin grew stronger the more he fought, but it was also decreasing.

If this dragged on, he was afraid that both of them would die here.

The other party's combat power could be ranked among the top of the Oracles. The two of them were no match for him.

If First White's true body was here, he might be able to take them down. However, his avatar was only slightly stronger than Wu Zuo's avatar. It wouldn't be of much use. He might be able to kill some native Imperial Emperors from the four great secret realms, but it wouldn't be easy to deal with these old fellows.

"Alright. Brother Virūpākṣa, please hold him back. I'll need some time." White One growled, producing a sphere.

It was covered with a layer of frost.

This was the number one sect in the Northern Region. They were the first to offer a supreme-grade Eternal Supreme Treasure. Moreover, it was a one-time use treasure.

Once it was used, it would be gone.

At this moment, he didn't have the time to feel sorry for himself. After saving Jian Wushuang this time, he had to find Zhu Yi and ask for a precious treasure to make up for it.

He didn't want Zhu Yi to have so many precious treasures.

Facing the millions of miles tall White Sovereign, Virūpākṣa's eyes were filled with disdain as he glared at the other party.

"Traitor, have you forgotten whose subject you are? How dare you act so rashly here!"

As the envoy of the Divergent God, Virūpākṣa was incomparably dignified. Although he was slightly weaker than the other party, his aura was incomparably sharp.

White Sovereign didn't fall for it. Although he was stunned at first and was a little frightened, when he thought about how long the Divergent God had been dead, he sneered. "You're just a useless dog who doesn't want to be buried with him. What's with the act?"

"If your master had the heart, you wouldn't be here!"

"You're just a piece of trash abandoned by the ancient era. How dare you act like a mad dog in front of me!"

"You weren't even born when I dominated the ancient era!"

A series of curses pierced Virūpākṣa's heart. He was so angry that he shot up into the sky.

"You're courting death!" Virūpākṣa roared.

The two exchanged blows in an instant. Powerful auras spread throughout the entire Zhangzhou, causing the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range to tremble.

"Puchi!"

Virūpākṣa's heart trembled as a powerful origin attacked him. He was actually injured!

"Haha, Virūpākṣa, do you dare to fight with a divine body?" White Sovereign provoked.

He was actually an arrow at the end of its flight from the origin attack just now. That strand of origin was almost completely exhausted. His divine body could last for three days, but his origin couldn't last for even a moment.

Virūpākṣa's expression turned solemn as he coldly said, "Let alone a punch, I'll even take your life!"

"Hmph, arrogant!"

White Sovereign revealed a trace of disdain. This Virūpākṣa wasn't afraid of biting his tongue.

A divine body that was 68,000 times stronger than the special lifeforms in the Divine Tomb was much stronger. It wouldn't be easy for Virūpākṣa to take a full punch from him.

If he really went all out, it wouldn't be impossible for him to kill Virūpākṣa in three days.

Seeing First White retreat, he knew that the two still had a backup plan. Now wasn't the time to go all out. Without the trapping array and First White activating his backup plan, this was his only chance to escape.

Who knew what First White's backup plan was?

If he really couldn't escape, he would be a fool.

He clenched the void, and a powerful surge of divine power condensed into a single point. This punch seemed to be formed from the material energy of a world, erupting from a single point.

Eventually, it evolved into a world that was born in the void and died in the void.

Space condensed!

Using force to break through was indeed true.

A single punch from a divine body was actually able to shatter Virūpākṣa's spatial origin, causing him to fall into the dark turbulence.

Boom!

The punch tore through space and arrived in front of Virūpākṣa.

Facing this punch, Virūpākṣa's eyebrows furrowed. This punch was unavoidable, so he could only take it head-on.

Jian Wushuang, who had been pulled into Virūpākṣa's sleeve, could sense the aura through space. It was a power that caused his heart to tremble.

The battle outside lasted for a few breaths of time, but every exchange caused the space around him to tremble. It even showed signs of shattering.

Daoist Six Yang, who was standing in a pitch-black corner, was similarly shocked by the battle outside. He was stronger than Jian Wushuang, so he could sense it more clearly.

"A rank six Imperial Monarch?"

Was he really that strong?

Why was it different from what he had seen? He had seen the Heavenly Demon Sect's sect master take action, transforming into an eight-armed Heavenly Demon to fight against a rank six Imperial Monarch. It was just so-so, so how could it be so shocking? Was shattering spatial origin something an Imperial Monarch could do?

He had not even comprehended space. Ever since he stepped into spatial origin, his realm had stagnated. He could only rely on treasures to increase his cultivation. Otherwise, he would never have any hope of reaching rank six.

As the emissary of the Confusion God, how could Virūpākṣa not have any trump cards?

Facing that punch, a green armor condensed on his body, gathering all his divine power. He struck out with the strongest palm of his life, clashing head-on with White Sovereign.

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