Each of these lightning bolts actually had two completely opposite attributes. Everyone could clearly feel that this was a gift from the heavens, but it was also accompanied by a test. If one could withstand the test, they would receive the gift.
Because the lightning bolts had destruction, but they were also accompanied by great vitality.
As long as one tried their best to withstand one lightning bolt, then there would be a new vitality that would instantly replenish the body's previous exhaustion. Then, another lightning bolt would strike.
Therefore, as long as one reached this level, as long as one tried their best, withstanding the lightning bolts would definitely not be a problem.
With this understanding, everyone was pleasantly surprised.
"Such a gift from the heavens may only come once in one's life. After accepting this lightning bolt, in terms of essence, we are no longer the same as people of this world. Therefore, these vitality should be the acknowledgement of our identity by the Heaven Imperial Court. But this acknowledgement should only come once. If there is any more advancement in the future, once the lightning bolt strikes the heavenly tribulation, then life and death will be at stake. It will definitely not be as easy as it is now. "
Wu Juecheng's voice rang out. Wu Juecheng's experience and knowledge could be said to be the best in the Heaven. Even the Dharma Supreme, Ning Tianya and Bu Liuqing could not compare to him in this aspect. The conclusion he gave was reasonable and should be the closest to the truth.
Everyone was enlightened.
"A lightning bolt may be a destructive crisis, but it is also a good opportunity for advancement!" Wu Juecheng's calm voice had some uncontrollable excitement. "Therefore, everyone must make good use of this opportunity. When the lightning bolts are over, our advancement this time will be completely stable … If there is any advancement in the future, it should be after we reach the Heaven Imperial Court … "
Chu Yang tried his best to withstand the lightning bolts as he said, "Besides, everyone must be prepared. Right now, the battle outside is already in full swing. Once we finish upgrading, what awaits us is likely to be an immediate battle with the Dharma Supreme. This is our last battle in the Heavenly Layer. For our homeland, we must do our best! "
"Yes!" Everyone answered in unison.
At this moment, Xie Danqiong's voice suddenly rang out. "After this advancement, what level will our cultivation reach?"
This question made everyone smile bitterly.
How would we know what level we are at?
After a moment of awkward silence. Mo Tianji said, "I'm afraid we'll have to wait until we reach the Heaven Palace to know the details. But … one thing we can be sure of is that our cultivation has definitely surpassed the upper limit of the Supreme Martial Artist level. There's no doubt about this. I don't think I'll be able to reach that level. "
Everyone burst into laughter when they heard this, but it lightened the originally cold and solemn atmosphere.
Low Rank Supremacy. Once upon a time, it could be said that it was a level that no one could see even if they looked up to it. Illusory and ethereal, it was like a god in the sky. But now, at this moment, it was so easily crossed over.
Everything, everything. It was all because of one person!
Chu Yang.
Outside the city, the battle had begun once again.
There was still no command for the new wave of battles.
The Dharma Supreme reclined on the chair, coldly watching the battle between the two armies below, his expression indifferent. No one knew what he was thinking.
Dense Devil Qi gradually gathered on his body. It seemed that this Devil Qi was floating out from the heads of everyone in the law-enforcement officer army.
Then, they gradually returned to the top of the Dharma Supreme's head. In the end, it entered his body.
This went on and on, one cycle after another. The smile on the Dharma Supreme's lips seemed to become even wider.
In the city, the sounds of battle gradually became softer.
Previously, Ye Chenchen had already deployed all the Ye Clan's elites to the battlefield. There weren't any experts left to guard the Ye Clan at all. When they suddenly encountered a devastating attack from the law-enforcement officers, they were completely annihilated before they could form any effective resistance.
The Ye Clan was destroyed!
But regarding this, the founder of the Ye Clan, Ye Chenchen, only frowned in pain. He didn't send anyone back to help at all.
The battle outside the city was in full swing. The two Supreme Martial Artists, Zhuge Cangqiong and Shi Baoxiao, led the army to attack. Together with another Supreme Martial Artist, a junior Supreme Martial Artist from the Zhuge Clan, the sharp point formed by these three people could be said to be invincible, stirring up huge waves of blood in the law-enforcement officers' camp.
Although the troops under them were a motley crew, with the three people's powerful attacks, they actually managed to suppress the law-enforcement officers to a disadvantage for a moment. The role of high-level martial artists in battle was fully displayed by these three people.
In addition to their tyrannical martial strength, the three of them were also fighting with the determination to die. The valiance of their combat strength, under the urging of their mentality of not caring about their own lives, was already unparalleled in their desire to die first. Thus, the resulting combat strength was naturally extremely sharp.
If that was the case, there were still many high-level martial artists on the law-enforcement officers' side who didn't participate in the battle. If they really attacked with all their might, they could still kill these three people in one go. At least, it wouldn't create such a terrible situation now.
However, this strategy, which was supposed to be a matter of course, was strictly stopped by the Dharma Supreme.
But due to the Dharma Supreme's arbitrary decision, the high-level martial artists could only watch helplessly.
Ge Cangqiong and the rest were killing their own people like cutting vegetables, but there was nothing they could do but watch helplessly and anxiously.
In the sky, the lightning continued to flash and didn't seem to weaken at all.
On the battlefield, both sides continued to fight with their lives on the line. The battle cries almost shook the entire sky.
The martial artists who participated in the battle were falling down in batches.
At any moment, there would be countless swords and sabers greeting someone at the same time. Then, a living person would be instantly turned into pieces of flesh flying all over the sky under such terrifying attacks.
Right from the start of the battle, both sides were fighting with their lives on the line.
The number of people who were still standing was gradually decreasing, and the number of people who fell was also increasing. Large amounts of blood once again stained the earth red, and then converged into a river, flowing and spreading silently amidst the earth-shattering battle cries.
On the other side, there were flames and black smoke soaring into the sky, and piles of corpses towering into the clouds …
The earth was shaking, and the heavens were shaking!
After a long, long time …
In the sky, the lightning that was almost non-stop previously finally disappeared by a large margin.
The battlefield also returned to silence.
Looking over, all that could be seen was a sea of corpses.
In the midst of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, only three people could still stand with difficulty. There was even one who staggered and almost fell. After swaying a few times, he finally steadied himself.
Zhuge Cangqiong, Shi Paohou, and that low-grade Supreme Martial Artist from the Zhuge Clan.
In a battle of a million people, only three people were still alive.
Everyone else had turned into corpses.
The final result of this battle was actually the victory of the allied forces of the clans?!
Zhuge Cangqiong's usual wise demeanor and steady demeanor had long since vanished. He was panting heavily, his entire body riddled with wounds, fresh blood constantly flowing out of his mouth. Suddenly, he bent down and laughed loudly, actually laughing so heartily.
"Hahaha … Revenge! I've finally taken revenge! " Zhuge Cangqiong threw his head back and laughed. He roared, "Do you see the hundreds of thousands of dead souls sacrificed by the Zhuge Clan? All the executioners who destroyed our clan are lying here now! All of them are lying here!!! I've taken revenge for all of you! All of you can rest in peace now! "
He laughed heartily, but tears were gushing out crazily.
Tears flowed freely, but they were accompanied by laughter that shook the heavens. One of his arms was broken and swaying in front of him, but Zhuge Cangqiong didn't notice at all.
Shi Paohou stood upright and also laughed heartily. Looking around to make sure there were no more enemies, he suddenly shouted, "Dharma Supreme! Send more people out! Us brothers are not dead yet, we can still fight! Send more people, I haven't killed enough! "
The Dharma Supreme said coldly, "Since you haven't killed enough, I'll fulfill your wish!"
He waved and shouted, "Send another 3,000 people. Don't move anyone above Supreme Martial Artist! I'd like to see how many more people they can kill! "
The eighth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, who was receiving orders at the side, almost fainted.
Although the other party was already seriously injured and on the verge of collapse, he was still an expert at the level of a low-grade Supreme Martial Artist after all!
The Dharma Supreme was only sending 3,000 people? And he wanted those above Supreme Martial Artist to stay put? Wouldn't that be sending people to be slaughtered for fun?
"Why?" The Dharma Supreme rolled his eyes.
"This … is a little inappropriate …" The eighth-grade Supreme Martial Artist murmured, subconsciously replying.
"Inappropriate?!" The Dharma Supreme sneered. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand with his palm facing outwards and pulled back.
An abnormally strong force suddenly appeared and confined this eighth-grade Supreme Martial Artist in an instant. An invisible vortex was formed in an instant. The Dharma Supreme frowned and his eyes sharpened. A thick and dense demonic aura appeared.
With a sudden sound, the entire body of the eighth-grade Supreme Martial Artist was sucked up, somersaulted in the air, and flew towards the Dharma Supreme's palm with his head in front and legs behind.
As he flew closer and closer, his whole body actually emitted a series of crackling sounds, and his whole body actually shrank rapidly amidst these crackling sounds.
Yes, it shrank, his whole body was shrinking rapidly!
Finally, when he hit the Dharma Supreme's palm, his whole body was only the size of a rabbit.
With another "pa" sound, the Dharma Supreme's right hand suddenly closed.
The body of the eighth-grade Supreme Martial Artist instantly turned into powder in the Dharma Supreme's hand. When he opened his palm again, a lot of powder flowed down from his hand, turning into dust and scattering.
An eighth-grade Supreme Martial Artist with extremely high strength without any loss actually turned into a pile of powder in the hands of the Dharma Supreme so silently!
Even though they were caught off guard, such a situation still made everyone feel extremely shocked.
How strong exactly was the Dharma Supreme's strength?
However, after the shock, there was also fear, a fear that came from the bottom of their hearts!
Since that eighth-grade Supreme Martial Artist could become the Dharma Supreme's messenger, it was enough to prove that he was the Dharma Supreme's confidant. Not to mention that he did not do much wrong, just the fact that he could casually kill such a confidant showed the Dharma Supreme's madness and determination.
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