Ji Hao clenched his fists in the hall, which was filled with endless arguments.
On the exquisite celadon teacup made by Xiu Clan master craftsmen, five fingerprints were left on it. Even the tiniest fingerprints could be seen clearly.
Ji Hao closed his eyes, concentrating on controlling that clone. The other seventy-one clones stopped moving simultaneously. Through the magical connection between them, they sent their powers into the clone holding Pan Gu Dragon Mark.
Pan Gu Dragon Mark pierced into the back of the destructive weapon bit by bit. The hundreds of meters tall destructive weapon dazzled with fire sparkles. Along with a slight popping noise, the back of the destructive weapon glowed. Through the dazzling light, one could see layers of spell symbols inside the weapon, fending against Pan Gu Dragon Mark.
Ever since Ji Hao attained Pan Gu Dragon Mark, he had never encountered such a difficult opponent. He felt like he was holding a rusty knife, trying his best to cut the skin of an old wild boar, which was covered in turpentine and sand. He had to use all of his strength to push Pan Gu Dragon Mark forward with difficulty.
But of course, the power of a clone wasn't as great as that of Ji Hao. If Ji Hao controlled Pan Gu Dragon Mark himself, it might be much easier.
Following a sizzling noise, countless dancing light strands surged out of the wound on the back of the destructive weapon and coiled around Pan Gu Dragon Mark. The entire destructive weapon was shaking. Inside its body, a strong counterforce struck on Pan Gu Dragon Mark like an erupting volcano.
Pan Gu Dragon Mark had already pierced three feet and six inches into the destructive weapon. Waves of destructive power struck into the weapon, transforming into dragon-shaped shadows and fighting against the spell symbols inside the weapon.
Ji Hao had a feeling that Pan Gu Dragon Mark didn't pierce into a human-shaped dead thing, but a small world.
The non-humankind beings in Pan Yu world indeed had a high-level civilization that human beings couldn't understand. The three-hundred-meters-tall destructive weapon was actually made into an independent small world by them, with an unimaginably great power.
The inexhaustible power transformed into scorching light and heat, bursting out of the destructive weapon. If Pan Gu Dragon Mark weren't an ordinary pre-world treasure, it might have been melted by the power released from the destructive weapon already.
The destructive weapon was indeed the pinnacle of the alien civilization!
Scorching hot strands of light coiled up along Pan Gu Dragon Mark and soon struck on Ji Hao's clone. The skin of Ji Hao's clone disintegrated immediately, exposing his translucent body, which was condensed from pure natural powers. The threads of light were like countless sharp blades that leaped and cut the clone's body, creating countless gashes that were so deep that the bones could be seen.
The power of the seventy-two clones merged into one. Ji Hao, who was sitting straight in the middle of the hall, clenched his fists. Next, the exquisite porcelain teacup silently turned into a strand of smoke and disappeared. The seventy-one clones dissipated simultaneously. All of their powers were sent into the body of the clone holding Pan Gu Dragon Mark, without any reservation.
A sonorous dragon roar could be heard. The edge of Pan Gu Dragon Mark released a dazzling torrent that looked like a starry river. On the nape of the destructive weapon, countless different-sized spheres of fire burst. Following a deafening explosion, Ji Hao opened a giant hole on the nape of the destructive weapon.
A big half of the destructive weapon's nape was blown up. Raging flames and dense smoke spurted out from it. Streams of viscous, magma-like liquid condensed from pure energy gushed out from the weapon's body like blood spurting out from a wounded human body.
The liquid glowed with a dazzling black light, pouring on the ground like a heavy rain.
Down below, the jungle suffered a disaster. A bean-sized drop of black liquid fell on the ground, quaked slightly, then exploded immediately. The black light and heat transformed into a destructive shockwave that swept across the jungle for hundreds of miles in radius. Wherever the shockwave reached, everything was turned into ashes.
Countless drops of juice the size of mung beans fell from the sky and splashed on the ground.
Dark mushroom clouds rose and fell one after another. The forest within a radius of ten thousand miles was enveloped by a dark light and fire, and the ground disappeared layer by layer. Within a second, a giant pit with a diameter of ten thousand miles and a depth of a thousand miles appeared on the ground.
Crack! An enormous dark swirl emerged above the heads of Ji Hao and the destructive weapon. Countless raging dragon-like electric bolts flashed in the dark clouds, causing soul-destroying noises.
After the first few thunderous booms, a big half of Ji Hao's clone disintegrated. Even Ji Hao's real body, who was sitting in the hall, was affected as well. His internal organs were shaking ceaselessly, as if they were struck by a heavy hammer, and his ears were buzzing.
This was the power of nature.
The 'blood' released by the destructive weapon posed a severe threat to Pan Gu world. The space and time in the jungle down below were twisted, and the great Dao of nature in the area ten-thousand miles in radius was on the verge of collapsing. Pan Gu world reacted immediately. An enormous thunder trial emerged from the sky. Eighty-one thunderbolts rumbled in a row, then hundreds of miles in radius thunderbolts descended from the sky.
At first, the thunderbolts were hundreds of miles in radius, but once they left the swirl, they shrunk speedily.
When the thunderbolts flashed across the sky and struck on the head of the destructive weapon, they were already hundreds of times thinner than a hair, and could barely be seen with the naked eye. Along with an earth-shattering boom, the destructive weapon spurted out countless sparks from its entire body. Its arms and legs trembled as it fell to the ground from the sky.
Ji Hao's clone raised Pan Gu Dragon Mark. Perhaps, the power released from Pan Gu Dragon Mark was sensed by the thunderbolt, because the thunderbolt didn't land on his body. Instead, the thunderbolt which was descending on him also struck on the head of the destructive weapon.
Inside the crystal cockpit, Yemo Tian vomited blood and screamed hoarsely. His eyes were filled with fear and despair.
How powerful was the power of nature? Bolts of thunderbolts struck down ceaselessly. The destructive weapon, whose neck was injured by Ji Hao, desperately wielded its eight light swords in midair to defend itself. Along with sky-shaking thunders, the light swords shattered one after another. The thunderbolts struck violently on the destructive weapon, knocking it down to the ground and sinking it deep into the ground.
Ji Hao stood in midair and looked down at the ground. He saw countless cracks on the surface of the destructive weapon, but it was still intact.
What numbed Ji Hao's scalp was that the broken neck of the destructive weapon had been healing itself. The destructive weapon had been absorbing the surrounding natural powers to grow new tissues and repair its wounds.
What a terrifying being!
Without Pan Gu Dragon Mark, Ji Hao couldn't have possibly hurt this giant thing!
But how many weapons as powerful as Pan Gu Dragon Mark existed in the entire Pan Gu world?
When Yemo Tian's father descended, how many destructive weapons would he bring?
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