A strange fist!
Using the threads formed from the cracks of the dense net as the key!
Forming a hollow fist!
Using the petals of the red flowers as the branches!
Forming a strange five fingers!
Using the stars formed from the collapse of the five colors as the surface!
Forming a colorful five!
The hollow fist was like a starry sky formed from the stars!
The five fingers were strange, as firm as a pillar and as soft as the sea!
The nails were dazzling like the five heavenly gates of Dao!
Bang!
A loud explosion!
The light scattered!
The boundless darkness around the fist and the chain began to fade away!
But the tips of the eight chains did not move at all …
The strange fist began to crumble!
The starry sky collapsed!
The five fingers shattered!
The nails flew!
The black tide that was forced back by the strange fist attacked again, wanting to engulf the collapsing scene!
But although the light emitted from the fist weakened …
The strange pattern formed from Xie Tian's burning qi and blood shone brightly again!
Bright light!
The collapsing starry sky!
The shattered five fingers!
The flying nails!
It was as if time was flowing backward!
The strange fist struck again!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
…
The eight chains were like the cornerstone that supported the endless darkness.
The fist was like a raging sea, crashing against the cornerstone again and again.
Although it collapsed again and again, it was not discouraged and its fighting spirit remained strong …
Although this scene was silent, with only light and darkness constantly changing, it was the most hair-raising scene that the spectators had ever seen since they started watching the battle.
"Borrowing, borrowing the Dao to fight …"
What they saw was Bing Yan using his Dao, Luo Su using his Dao, and Ao Ji using their Dao to fight against Son of Heaven Millet.
Even if the three of them merged their auras because they joined forces, their Dao was still distinct and distinct.
This was not because they were wary of each other, but because it was the most normal portrayal of reality.
But what did they see now?
They saw that the Dao of the three of them formed a fist and fought against Son of Heaven Millet's eight chains.
And the person who had done this was not any one of the three of them. Instead, it was the successor of the Demonic Emperor, who had been excluded from this battle from the very beginning and had always been protected by the three of them. He had been staying in the endless darkness, unable to do anything at all.
Because what they saw …
The words' borrowing the path to fight 'naturally popped up in their minds.
But in this world, was there really a foundation and space for the existence of the four words' borrowing the Dao to fight '?
Limited by their own knowledge, Old Zhong and the other Almighty Beings could only float in endless confusion. They could not even confirm or deny it.
But it was a good thing.
This was because the clones of the guests from the Upper Realm, who had the qualifications to confirm and deny, were so shocked that the corners of their eyes were cracking.
"Borrowing, borrowing the Dao to fight …"
"What, what kind of joke is this?"
"This is impossible! There's no reason for it to exist! "
"Unless … unless one has passed five of the Nine Tribulations and is qualified to be called a fake … fake Emperor …"
"But is that even possible?"
"Impossible, impossible …"
"He, he doesn't even know Daozu, it can't be …"
…
Based on their superior knowledge, they could confirm that even if the phrase 'borrowing the Dao to fight' appeared, it would only appear at the level of Fake Emperors who had passed five of the Nine Tribulations Paths that even they had to look up to …
But was Xie Tian a fake emperor?
No.
Not only was he not, but he was also a Saint who they could guarantee with their lives that he was not even a Saint like Daozu.
The strong conflict between their knowledge and reality almost drove them crazy.
To prevent themselves from going crazy, they could not help but watch the battle while trying their best to find the reason for the conflict …
Suddenly!
"I, I know!"
"What did you find?"
"40%, 40% … Son of Heaven Millet said 40%!"
"40% … He, he really comprehended the Dao of others, at least 40% …"
"Maybe this is the only way to make him, to make him …"
"Oh my god, this, this is actually real, real …"
…
Finally …
The clones of the guests from the Upper Realm who were watching the battle no longer went crazy.
Because they remembered what Son of Heaven Millet said earlier —
Only those who had comprehended at least 40% of the Dao of Bing Yan and the other two could achieve the nature-defying act of turning their Dao into a fist.
But they did not know …
Son of Heaven Millet, who made this judgment, was so shocked that he had the urge to open his mouth.
"No, it's not 40% …"
Xie Tian's first punch had planted a seed of understanding in his heart.
Then, the punches fell like a storm, continuously irrigating this seed, causing it to germinate, blossom, and bear fruit. Finally …
It grew into a towering tree that even his heart could not contain.
This tree was called Three Fen …
The Three Fen that was refuted by him with two periods of silence and three periods of laughter.
He was slapped in the face.
But he did not care.
It was as if his tolerance, which was built on nobility and power, could withstand the retaliation of an ant beneath him.
Unfortunately, this was just an illusion …
The reason why he ignored the fact that he was slapped in the face was because there was another incident that was even more shocking than 40% becoming 30%. It was happening at the same time.
"Comprehending Three Fen, borrowing the Dao to fight …"
If the words "borrowing the Dao to fight" were enough to make the guests from the Upper Realm go crazy, it was only because of Son of Heaven Millet's words that he was able to extricate himself …
If these four words were added with the restriction of comprehending Three Fen, the Devil Concubine realized that she was going crazy.
"Twenty thousand and thirty-six …"
"Twenty thousand and thirty-seven …"
"Twenty thousand and thirty-eight …"
…
The Devil Concubine, who did not realize how shocked she was, silently counted in her heart.
These slightly large numbers were the number of punches that Xie Tian threw.
At the same time, it was also the number of strange punches that she saw.
Such a base number was like raging waves after raging waves …
Every time she wanted to question the Three Fen that she saw, the waves would come crashing down on her, and her doubts would immediately collapse.
"Comprehending Three Fen, borrowing, borrowing the Dao to fight …"
When the Devil Concubine muttered the words in Son of Heaven Millet's heart with a trembling voice, her pair of pupils that could hook the souls of all males in the world showed a trend of enlarging due to extreme excitement.
Of course, this enlargement was not like the enlargement that Son of Heaven Millet, who was under the influence of aphrodisiac, had once enjoyed …
It was a shock.
"How, how is this possible!"
The endless darkness did not allow the Devil Concubine's scream to travel even an inch …
However, Son of Heaven Millet seemed to have heard it.
"Yes, this is impossible …"
"Comprehending Three Fen from others …"
"How can you borrow the Dao to fight …"
"This borrowing the Dao to fight is even harder than snatching the power of Dao from Bing Yan and the rest …"
"How is this possible …"
…
Although he had always suspected that this was impossible …
However, Son of Heaven Millet's line of sight shifted.
The angle of deviation was not large.
It was thinner than a strand of hair.
However, what he saw changed from the strange punch to the strange pattern on the back of the fist.
He had seen this pattern a long time ago, and he had been shocked by it.
However, after witnessing Xie Tian's Three Fen and borrowing the Dao to fight, he realized how laughable his shock was.
"Aura …"
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