Wang Ling rolled up his sleeves and put on an expression as if he was ready to go all out.
Zhang Zipi's first reaction was naturally astonishment.
Even though his understanding of Wang Ling's strength had been refreshed not long ago.
But he didn't think that Wang Ling could deal with the entire Outer God palace with one punch.
But now, seeing Wang Ling flick up his sleeve, Zhang Zipi deeply realized that he had still underestimated Wang Ling a little …
Why would such a terrifying young man exist in this universe?
When Zhang Zizai had seen Wang Ling's King's Eye earlier, he had actually guessed it.
This was because he could see that the King's Eye was not part of the Dao and could not be replicated by the Great Dao.
Therefore, the first thing that came to Zhang Zipei's mind was "products of the past."
If the King's Eye was related to the Great Old Ones of the Ancient Universe Era …
In that case, everything would make sense.
After coming to this conclusion, Zhang Zizi had initially suspected that Wang Ling wasn't a normal human cultivator.
He felt that there was an eighty to ninety percent chance that Wang Ling had the bloodline of the old rulers of the ancient universe.
But now, Zhang Zike felt that his conclusion was completely wrong.
Although there were wars and the law of the jungle among the Great Old Ones.
However, a place like the Outer Deity Palace symbolized the supreme authority of royalty!
It was a symbolic product that represented the glory of the ancient cosmic civilization of the old dominators, just like the Feng Shui dragon vein that the ancient human cultivators believed in when they established the empire.
No matter how much they fought, nobody would attack such a thing … This was an action that would destroy the very foundation of their faith and race.
Before Wang Ling had called him out, he had already passed two tests in a row.
Zhang Ziqin originally thought that it was because the King's Eye might be a product of the past, which was why it was so smooth sailing in the Outer God Palace.
But now, after seeing the bad attitude of the Great Old Ones towards humans, this young man actually rose up and wanted to smash the entire Outer God Palace with a punch from the inside.
This …
Was it really possible?
Zhang Ziqin was completely dumbfounded.
On the other side, Wang Ling was also gathering his strength.
He knew that it was not easy to disintegrate the Outer Deity's palace from the inside, so he had to pay special attention to the power of this punch.
His usual attacks were rather casual. It was probably not enough to deal with the Outer God Palace.
Admittedly, Wang Ling was also considering whether or not to remove the Dao talisman.
He felt that he could reveal it, but there was no need.
It was just destroying a house. It was not to the point where he had to unseal the talisman.
At that moment, he took a deep breath.
A few seconds later, golden light condensed on his fist. Countless strands of Chaotic Force gathered at the center of his fist like a whirlpool.
In an instant, the surrounding space boiled!
The real fog produced by the Mirror of Illusion was dispersed by the golden light that the youth condensed.
At the eye of the fist, Zhang Zi could clearly feel that the concentration of chaos was soaring.
Chaos was originally purplish-black in color. Only when the density reached a certain limit would it turn golden!
"It can actually reach this stage …" Zhang Ziba was completely shocked. Who would have thought that the primordial chaos that Wang Ling had condensed at this moment would already far surpass that of Dao Ancestor Wang back then! In just a few seconds, the concentration of Primal Chaos had reached an astronomical figure!
He was tens of thousands of times more terrifying than Dao Ancestor Wang of the past!
Furthermore … this was only the beginning!
He still hadn't reached his limit!
Clang!
A melodious bell rang out.
It wasn't the voice of the Outer Divine Palace, but a powerful fluctuation coming from the center of the universe, which resonated with Wang Ling in that moment.
This time, it wasn't just Zhang Ziba; the other ancient powerhouses in the Supreme Corpse Wrapping Painting couldn't sit still either.
They stared at the scene in front of them, stunned and pale.
A faint golden silhouette appeared behind the youth, supreme and supreme! A golden magic ring above its head, and golden Primal Chaos Fog at its feet!
It was just an indistinct silhouette, but the minds of countless ancient powerhouses in the Supreme Corpse Wrapping Painting short-circuited for a brief moment …
Because they knew what on earth this thing that looked like a "substitute" behind Wang Ling was.
"This … this is a dharma! This youth's dharma … is actually the spirit of the universe? "Inside the Supreme Corpse Wrapping Painting, many of the ancient powerhouses couldn't help kneeling.
It wasn't that they wanted to kneel, but that it was a natural reaction from their bodies when they saw the spirit of the universe.
This was the most powerful dharma object!
It symbolized a kind of supreme, noble, and inexhaustible power!
Clang!
Just as everyone was in a daze, the bell rang out a second time.
This was the fluctuation that followed the appearance of the spirit of the universe. It sounded like a bell, but was in fact the result of powerful energy spreading through the universe.
If the universe was a zither, then all the planets in the universe were the strings.
Wang Ling's spirit of the universe was the person plucking the strings.
When the bell rang for the third time, an even greater fluctuation spread out, and the surrounding space and time were thrown into chaos. The sound of the bell was like a countdown that reverberated through the universe!
It was a sign that something big was about to happen.
"This is the Death Knell of Adjudication …" Zhang Ziba was quite surprised.
This was because he had learned about the Judgement Knell from Dao Ancestor Wang's notebook.
Back then, Dao Ancestor Wang had tried to summon the spirit of his dharma with tremendous power to produce fluctuations and activate the Death Knell of Adjudication.
But in the end, Dao Ancestor Wang had failed.
Who knew that this scene would actually happen here?
"Death Knell of Adjudication? What's that? "someone in the Supreme Corpse Wrapping Painting asked.
Not all Ten Thousand Ancient powerhouses had Zhang Zidan's experience and knowledge.
"That's … a verdict from the universe … it represents the will of primal chaos …" Zhang Ziba explained. In fact, he couldn't say for sure what it was.
But every time the Death Knell of Adjudication rang out, it would give people an indescribable feeling of palpitation.
It was as if the universe was about to collapse …
All the fear, shock, and bewilderment added together took Wang Ling just a few short seconds to build up his strength.
While he was building up his strength, the nomological laws of Outer God's palace noticed that something was wrong, and tried to condense a stream of primal chaos to destroy Wang Ling with the power of Outer God's order, but the stream was swallowed up by the spirit of the universe.
At that moment, this illusory silhouette manifested its supreme position.
"It's here." When Wang Ling opened his eyes, a devastating fist light shot out from his hand!
Boom!
A huge penetrating beam of light shot out from his fist and pointed straight at the void in front of him. This was a kind of power condensed from the center of the universe, and everything in its path collapsed!
The space of the Mirror of Illusion shattered on the spot, and the fog was purified by the golden light.
As the Death Knell of Adjudication rang out for the fifth time, everything in its path was destroyed and collapsed …
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