Within the Bewildering Illusory Realm, Yan Zhaoge's gaze was clear, discarding the false and retaining the true.
He took a step forward as if he was riding the wind and breaking the waves, parting the thick fog in front of him.
With a single step, Yan Zhaoge appeared in front of Wang Guan, as though the illusory realm did not exist at all.
His palm fell, but the Wang Guan in front of him was like a phantom.
It was just an illusion, but it didn't seem to exist.
Just as Yan Zhaoge's palm was about to pass through Wang Guan's body, it seemed to land on thin air.
"Since you have already awoken from your dream today, why go back to sleep?" Yan Zhaoge's expression was composed as his palm paused in mid-air, pressing down on the head of that illusory figure.
A vortex seemed to form in his palm.
As the vortex rotated, it stirred the surrounding fog, layer upon layer of illusory figures appearing before being drawn towards Yan Zhaoge's palm!
Yan Zhaoge's palm continued descending, the 'Wang Guan' beneath it completely unharmed.
However, a muffled groan came from the surrounding fog.
The real Wang Guan was staggering and swaying. His entire body was like ripples on water, swaying non-stop.
Gritting his teeth, he formed a seal with one hand and placed it in front of his chest, while the other pointed at the space between his eyebrows.
The space between his eyebrows split open and spread out, causing Wang Guan's body to shatter.
His actions were similar to self-mutilation, but he was changing the real into the fake, and the real into the illusory. He was trying to forcefully erase the actual damage he had suffered.
However, even though Wang Guan tried his best, he could still feel Yan Zhaoge's surging power endlessly surging over, destroying his life force.
The Great Dream Heavenly Lord of the Immortal Court took a deep breath, and his eyes turned resolute.
Almost at the same time, right in front of Yan Zhaoge, that illusory 'Wang Guan' brazenly made his move!
The illusory became real at this moment, and the false became real.
Taking a risk, Wang Guan raised both his palms simultaneously, catching Yan Zhaoge off-guard and striking towards his abdomen.
However, Yan Zhaoge stood unmoving where he was, surrounded and protected by numerous auspicious clouds, with Wang Guan's palm completely unable to touch his body.
Wang Guan's expression was calm as his palms rippled like water once more, attempting to turn Yan Zhaoge's auspicious clouds into something fake, opening up a path for his own attack.
Even though he knew he had no chance …
Yan Zhaoge's movements had never changed from the start to the end as he just stood there unmoving before extending his palm and slapping downwards.
This time, Wang Guan was unable to avoid it as his head was smashed apart by Yan Zhaoge's palm!
The fog that shrouded the Immortal Court instantly dispersed.
"Why don't I go to sleep, why don't I go to sleep …" Wang Guan's voice became tired and lazy again.
Yan Zhaoge said mildly, "Have a safe trip."
After sending the Blessed Lands of the White Lotus' Number One Buddha, Qu Su, to perish eight hundred years ago, Yan Zhaoge killed the Immortal Court's Number One Grand Heavenly Lord, Wang Guan.
The two heretic geniuses were mortal enemies, and now they had fallen at the hands of the same person.
When Wang Guan was fighting against Yan Zhaoge, the other Grand Heavenly Immortals of the Immortal Court had all fled in an attempt to escape.
However, just as they were about to move, a figure flickered before their eyes as Yan Zhaoge's appearance appeared!
Everyone had one in front of them, and none of them missed.
Looking at Yan Zhaoge before him, the Grand Sui Heavenly Lord Yin Jiao sighed emotionally, "This day has still finally come."
"Your Master's Cyclic Heavenly Seal. Just wait and see," Yan Zhaoge said as he raised his palm.
It was as if he had lifted up a huge seal, or as if he had lifted up a part of the world.
Then, the heavens collapsed, and the earth caved in. The heavens and earth collapsed, and the two polarities were reversed. The entire world of creation seemed to have been flipped upside down.
No matter how Yin Jiao tried to evade, he couldn't escape from the might of the heavens and earth.
It was the Jade Clear lineage's Cyclic Heavenly Scripture supreme martial art, the purest Cyclic Heavenly Seal!
At this moment, Yin Jiao seemed to see the vague silhouette of his Master Guangchengzi, who perished during the Great Calamity.
The Cyclic Heavenly Seal in front of him was even stronger than the Lord of Guangcheng's peak!
It was the strongest Cyclic Heavenly Seal in history!
It was even stronger than the combination of the Lord of Guangcheng's supreme martial art and treasure, the Cyclic Heavenly Seal!
As his palm descended, the Grand Sui Heavenly Lord Yin Jiao's corpse vanished without a trace!
Not even ashes were left behind.
At the same time, the Vast Heavenly Emperor of the Plague Tribe – Lu Yue was also facing another Yan Zhaoge.
"Lord of the Plague Tribe, please," said Yan Zhaoge plainly.
Lu Yue's face darkened, "Since I've chosen this path, there's no need to mention the past anymore. This Lu's skills are inferior to others, and I deserve this tribulation today. However, I won't just wait for death!"
He manifested his three heads and six arms, holding the Shape Heavenly Seal, Plague Bell, Fixing Plague Banner, Plague Finger Sword and other treasures respectively, and attacked Yan Zhaoge.
"Even if the Immeasurable Heavenly Lord leaves a position for you after transcending, and you have the ability to snatch it from Wang Guan, Yin Jiao and the others, however …" Yan Zhaoge looked at Lu Yue and pointed casually, "Your lifespan is only a yuan. Even if the Immeasurable Heavenly Lord transcends, can you really wait till that day? It's more likely for your descendants to benefit from it, right? "
As Yan Zhaoge pointed, the Shape Heavenly Seal, Fixing Plague Banner and other treasures in Lu Yue's hands shattered one after another before they could do anything.
Lu Yue had been able to sit on the throne of the Plague Tribe as a Virtual Immortal in the Heavenly Court's Divine Palace before the Great Calamity.
However, all struggles were futile at this moment.
Yan Zhaoge pointed casually at Lu Yue's forehead.
Although it seemed slow, Lu Yue seemed to be immobilized. He could only watch Yan Zhaoge's finger coming towards him.
Then, a bloody hole appeared on his forehead. Like a deflated balloon, he immediately stopped breathing.
Yan Zhaoge's figure covered the entire Immortal Court, appearing and disappearing.
None of the Grand Heavenly Heavenly Lords that were present were spared. All of them perished in his hands.
It was hard to ascend to the Grand Heavenly Realm, even the heretics were no exception.
However, thousands of years had passed. Ever since the death of Zhao Jiang, Yu Hualong, the Great King of Inspiration, and the others, the Immortal Court had gained new Grand Heavenly Immortals. Although the number was still limited, there were still some new people emerging.
There were even Grand Heavenly Realm Devil Lords amongst the devils of the Nine Underworlds.
However, today, they were all killed by Yan Zhaoge one by one.
When Yan Zhaoge stopped, there was only one person left in front of him.
An old acquaintance.
"Daoist Jiang, it's been a long time." Yan Zhaoge looked at the old man in front of him.
He was the head of the World beyond Worlds' Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors – the Earthly Sovereign, the Exalted Earth Luminary – Jiang Shen.
Many years ago, Yan Zhaoge had killed He Mian to avenge Nie Jingshen and Yu Ye. He then used the Golden Body of the Great Sage to wreak havoc in the Immortal Court.
As revenge, the Immortal Court annexed the World beyond Worlds.
In the blink of an eye, many years had passed.
Ever since Yan Zhaoge left the World beyond Worlds and met Jiang Shen again, everything had changed.
Jiang Shen suffered from the Immortal Court's tribulation and was illuminated into the heretic path. Jiang Shen, who had just ascended to the Grand Virtual Immortal Realm, was now walking the path of the heretic path and became the Immortal Court's Grand Heavenly Immortal.
Ever since Yan Zhaoge appeared, Jiang Shen's expression was calm. He stood on the spot without moving. He didn't fight against Yan Zhaoge like Wang Guan, nor did he escape like Lu Yue, Yin Jiao, and the others.
He was like an outsider. He stood there and quietly waited for Yan Zhaoge to arrive.
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