The golden hand was as big as an ordinary human hand, golden and shining, seeming to be cast from pure gold.
A soft, bead-like layer of light covered the hand, glorious and majestic, faintly releasing an inviolable sense of power. The small hand slapped down towards Ji Hao's head. It wasn't fast, but Ji Hao felt that he couldn't dodge it at all.
It felt like the entire world had collapsed into a shell that was as big as Ji Hao's body. His body was sealed in the thick shell, and he couldn't free himself from it, neither could he move. The surrounding area was filled with darkness, as if countless ferocious beasts were hiding in it. As long as Ji Hao dared to break out of this shell, his body would be torn into pieces.
Ji Hao sensed a very familiar soul vibration from this hand. This hand gave him the same feeling as the ones cast by Se Zun and Yuu Zun, which could grab people's souls and attack the weakest part of their hearts.
Perhaps, this hand didn't actually have a great power. But with a magical soul attack, it made Ji Hao feel that it was unstoppable. Before this hand reached Ji Hao, before Ji Hao was struck by it, this hand had already launched an attack on Ji Hao's soul.
If it were anyone else, they might give up in despair and let this hand slap on their head. Because this hand gave Ji Hao a feeling that he couldn't stop it, and because he couldn't stop it, he would certainly be slapped to death.
"Evil spirit, piss off!" Ji Hao's eyes shone with a bright light as he gave a deep growl. Immediately, the melodious singing of countless young girls could be heard along with his growl. The enemy attacked Ji Hao with a magic similar to that of sky devils. Therefore, Ji Hao fought back with the secret palace of sky devils.
The golden light on the golden hand suddenly shattered. The golden surface of the hand was like a gilded bronze that had been rusted and changed color over the years. The golden surface of the hand was gone, leaving only the mottled cyan color.
The bronze hand continued slapping down with an ancient sense of vicissitude, but the illusion that it gave Ji Hao was already gone. A sense of coldness, which could even make people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts, came from that palm. Looking at that palm, Ji Hao felt that he was watching the cycle of the four seasons, the blooming and withering of flowers, and the life of a human being, from the moment he was born to the moment he died of old age, and then turned into a skeleton.
Nirvana!
For some reason, Ji Hao knew what kind of power was released from this hand. The power of quietus could be said to be the most mysterious and unpredictable great Dao in the world.
Are there immortals in this world? At least, until now, Ji Hao didn't know such a thing existed. Even Yu Yu only dared to say that he was invincible, but he dared not to say that he was immortal.
Since there was no immortality, then it would eventually collapse. On the other hand, the ultimate destructive force was called Nirvana.
The sun would die, the stars would fall, and the earth would collapse. One day, Pan Gu world would fall into doomsday and collapse.
Humans would die, beasts would die, birds and fishes would die one day. The Celestial Emperors of the Heaven, who were once high and mighty, had also vanished into thin air. The Gods who had once dominated the Three Realms, had also decayed and turned into mud.
All of this, all destruction, all death, was ultimately controlled by Nirvana. Nirvana was the most unpredictable great Dao in the world. If one could control the power of 'Nirvana', he or she might be able to go beyond 'Nirvana' and attain true immortality.
"How ambitious!" Looking at the ancient hand descending from above, Ji Hao clenched his right hand into a fist and punched it.
A small sun burst on Ji Hao's fist, dazzling with a golden light and scorching hot air. The sun was the source of life, and it brought all living creatures in the world the energy to survive. The sun was life, the sun was passion, the sun was the extreme of all energy in the world.
The golden sunlight glowed on Ji Hao's fist. Sensing the most fundamental thought in his heart, Ji Hao laughed from the bottom of his heart. How wonderful it was to be alive, how sacred it was to be alive. He had flesh and blood. He could talk, laugh, and jump. He was so young, so young, and 'Nirvana' was too far away from him.
Therefore, Ji Hao laughed out loud. His entire body was filled with a thriving life-force, while the essence sun fire spurted out from his fists, shining with a golden light. There were flowers, plants, animals, fishes, shrimps, turtles, crabs, dragons, phoenixes.
In every area of Pan Gu world covered by the sun, the figures of all living creatures emerged on Ji Hao's fist. Ji Hao punched the cyan-colored hand, which was descending from above his head, with a passionate and longing for life.
'Everything grow '!
Ji Hao inadvertently performed the move of 'Everything Grow', one of the four moves taught by the mysterious man, namely sky-opening, earth-splitting, everything-grow and everything-perish.
Standing beside Ji Hao, Emperor Shun opened his mouth, stunned, looking at Ji Hao, who had been releasing a thriving life-force from his body. What a splendid life-force! Ji Hao's entire body had been glowing, and hazy figures of living creatures had been spurting out from every pore of his.
Emperor Shun even faintly felt that back then, when Saint Pan Gu created the world and fell under the attacks of countless Gods and devils, this might be what happened when the first batch of living creatures appeared in the world. From Saint Pan Gu's body, an inexhaustible life-force erupted, creating all kinds of powerful living creatures in the prehistorical world!
"Great, Marquis Yao!" Emperor Shun laughed out loud. He wielded his pair of fists and punched the human emperor bell. Once again, the roars of countless human beings resounded through the clouds. Countless human beings emerged in the air. Sensing the strong life-force released from Ji Hao's body, they happily transformed into beams of light and flew into the sky along with Ji Hao's fists.
"Eh?" A surprised and bewildered cry came from the void.
The cyan-colored hand bumped violently against Ji Hao's golden fist. Ji Hao lost his eyesight for a moment, then felt a coldness coming from his body. His red sun primordial spirit and his three embryos of Dao withered simultaneously.
The power of quietus took away almost all of Ji Hao's power within a moment. Ji Hao's body was as dry as a piece of firewood, and his soul was exhausted, like a withering flower. Faintly, a sense of death and decay had been releasing from his body.
The golden flame released from Ji Hao's fist coiled around the cyan-colored hand. Along with the shouts, cries, roars, and growls of countless human beings, the cyan-colored hand was instantly turned into a strand of smoke, dissipating in the air.
A muffled snort came from the air. That voice seemed to be a bit shocked, confused, confused, and angry, as it growled harshly, "Good, good, good, Yu Yu has a good disciple … Ji Hao, you actually hurt me … You ruined my cultivation that lasted for a thousand years!"
The voice faded away. Clearly, that person didn't intend to attack again, and had already gone far away.
Ji Hao sat on the ground with his legs crossed. A strong power of death spurted out from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. Gnashing his teeth, he roared towards the sky, "Old thing, I know who you are! Even without leaving your name, I know who you are! "
"Shameless old thing, you dare to throw away your pride and attack me? I can't defeat you, so I'll go kill your disciples! "
While roaring, Ji Hao's internal organs suddenly sparkled with a Chaos light. An especially strong life-force erupted from his body. Emperor Shun didn't manage to react timely, and was sent flying tens of miles away by the life-force released from Ji Hao.
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