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Boom!
The earth trembled uncontrollably, and at least a third of the forest was destroyed. The ground rippled like a carpet that had been lifted up, and it finally stopped after a dozen or so breaths.
It was too terrifying! The might of a single punch could be so powerful!
One had to realize that this was an area formed by the collision of the Regulations of the two realms, so it should be indestructible.
The Stone Emperor retracted his fist. Pa! His mountainous fist shrank back to its normal size, and a proud expression appeared on his face. This punch could even defeat most cultivators at the peak stage of the low extreme of the Sun Moon Tier, let alone those at the pinnacle level of the Mountain River Tier.
After he retracted his fist, the scene below was revealed.
Ling Han was still … standing …
Gasp!
Not only was the Stone Emperor in disbelief, but the others were also in a similar state. Under such a powerful attack, Ling Han was still completely unscathed?
In reality, destroying Level Five Godly metal with brute force would definitely require power above the medium extreme of the Sun Moon Tier. If it was the low extreme of the Sun Moon Tier, then it would require the power of Regulations, such as burning flames or corroding poisons.
Ling Han had cultivated the Indestructible Heaven's Scroll, so his defense and recovery abilities were far above his battle prowess.
If there were two Ling Han in this world, then it would definitely be a situation where one couldn't kill the other, and the other couldn't kill the other.
Ling Han stretched his body. His clothes had been completely destroyed, but he had already taken out new ones to change into. He smiled, and said, "That was a good punch. It almost broke my bones."
If the Stone Emperor's punch could be a little stronger, and reach the medium extreme of the Sun Moon Tier, then it would indeed be possible.
Even someone as proud as the Stone Emperor was dumbfounded. He couldn't help but admit defeat, and said, "I'm no match for you at the same cultivation level."
In terms of defense, Ling Han had even surpassed him, a Rock Spirit. In terms of offense, Ling Han possessed heaven's might, which could reduce his opponent's battle prowess by two stars. In a battle of the same cultivation level, even supreme king tiers would only be able to hold a grudge.
He was so terrifying on both offense and defense, so how was one supposed to fight him?
If one wanted to defeat Ling Han, they had to have an advantage in cultivation level.
"You really are a freak," the Stone Emperor said slowly.
This kind of evaluation should have been used by others on him, but now it came out of his mouth. It could be seen that he was really shocked.
Ling Han laughed and said, "Since you lost the bet, hand over the spiritual liquid."
The Stone Emperor was a little depressed, but he didn't go back on his word. He made a small cut on his arm, and squeezed out a small vial of spiritual liquid. He was an elite of the Heavenly Body Tier, and he was also a Rock Spirit. His blood could be considered a precious treasure even among Heavenly Body Tier elites.
He tossed the jade vial to Ling Han, and Ling Han naturally did not stand on ceremony, storing it into the Black Tower.
On the other side, Chi Huangji and the North Emperor were still locked in a fierce battle, both of them unleashing their ultimate techniques.
The North Emperor used a saber, and when he slashed out with his golden saber, it seemed as if he could even slice apart the heavens and earth. Meanwhile, Chi Huangji drew out an ancient mirror, which continuously spewed out flames that burned everything in its path.
Their battle prowess was about the same, and now they were competing with their Divine Artifacts.
Theoretically speaking, the North Emperor was the disciple of a Saint. Although his treasured saber was not Saintly Material, it was Level 15 Godly metal, a material that even Eternal River Tiers would drool over. The weapon forged from it was naturally powerful.
However, Chi Huangji's ancient mirror was more like a Saint Tool, and its might was boundless.
Now that both God Tools had been reduced to the Mountain River Tier, the Saint Tool was naturally superior, though this advantage was very small.
With this advantage, Chi Huangji finally gained the upper hand, and the more he accumulated, the more obvious it became.
The North Emperor was obviously not a sore loser. He quickly retreated 30 meters, shook his head, and said, "I've lost." Although he had only lost in terms of God Tools, a loss was a loss, and there was no excuse for it.
Chi Huangji became serious for once, and said, "You are very powerful. However, if we battle without using our cultivation levels, I will win even more easily. Without using our cultivation levels, the gap between Saint Tools and Level 15 God Tools would naturally be even greater.
Ling Han couldn't help but be surprised. Yang Lin was not the only lucky person here. Chi Huangji actually also had a Saint Tool.
"Next …" Chi Huangji looked at Ling Han, a sinister expression on his face, and said, "If I defeat you, I will become a true king!"
Ling Han laughed, and said, "Aren't you a frog at the bottom of a well? Putting aside who wins and who loses, we have only arrived at a corner of the vast universe. Heaven knows if there are stronger people in other places."
Especially when he knew that there was a Celestial Realm, and Hu Niu had only spent about five years to reach the Genesis Tier. Calling her a prodigy was really laughable.
"Come!" Chi Huangji took a step forward, and said, "Three lives extinguished, seven strikes to the divine sense!"
Weng, a frightening cold light shot out from his eyes, transforming into a Divine Sword that slashed at Ling Han.
Ling Han was slightly surprised. This was actually a divine sense attack technique.
He had seen many people who had cultivated their divine sense, and his Seven Kill Subduing Soul Technique could not do much. However, there were pitifully few people who had cultivated divine sense attacks, which was why he was so surprised at first glance.
This sword slashed!
Ling Han stood solemnly, and did not parry, allowing this sword to slash into the top of his head.
Chi Huangji couldn't help but smirk coldly. He had spent a great deal of effort on the cultivation of his divine sense, so not only was his divine sense sturdy, but it was also extremely powerful when transformed into an attack.
This person actually dared to be so careless; he was really asking for trouble.
He had not thought that he would win this battle so easily and easily.
"So that's it?" Ling Han broke into a smile. He had cultivated the Indestructible Heaven's Scroll, and his divine sense was also a level above his cultivation level. It was incredibly difficult to severely wound his divine sense.
Chi Huangji finally revealed a serious expression. Being able to disperse his divine sense attack was not something inconceivable, but Ling Han had taken it head-on, and was completely unscathed. This was frightening.
This person's divine sense was even stronger than his.
"Not bad, this is the battle I am looking forward to!" Chi Huangji laughed loudly, all his caution transforming into soaring fighting spirit. He formed seals with his hands, and said, "Take my Eight Words True Technique first!"
"Birth, old age, sickness, and death, all kinds of ailments …"
Weng, several streaks of black light flew out from his mouth, forming eight dark characters that crashed towards Ling Han.
Ling Han instantly felt a terrifying killing intent assaulting him, and a shiver ran through his entire body.
This was a terrifying Secret Art. Even he felt pressured by it.
He discovered that his vitality had been greatly weakened, and his essence, energy, and spirit had all fallen to rock bottom.
'Yi, could this be a curse?'
Ling Han had obtained a vial of curses before, and as long as he collected the blood, hair, and other things of the other party, he could curse them to death. Even if they had a tough life and did not die from the curse, they would still fall gravely ill, and their Origin Power would be greatly damaged.
That vial had belonged to a group of people who cultivated Netherworld cultivation techniques, so deducing from this, the curse technique should be a Netherworld cultivation technique.
He gave a soft shout, activating the might of lightning. Instantly, crackling sounds of lightning rang out, and his whole body was wrapped in blazing white lightning, completely dispelling the power of the curse.
The power of heavenly tribulation could wash away and purify everything.
"Interesting," Chi Huangji said with a grin.
Reading on a phone was more refreshing.
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