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Even before his death, Yang Zhanhua's face had still been filled with shock.
He could not understand how Yan Zhaoge had dared to kill him, daring to do so right in front of his fellow disciples!
If Yan Zhaoge had secretly killed him before fleeing and hiding, while he did not think that Yan Zhaoge would have been able to escape death, he would still be able to understand his actions.
Yet, Yan Zhaoge had actually intentionally left him alive now, only making a move after his fellow disciples had arrived.
As Yang Zhanhua saw it, this was already no longer a matter of being audacious to the extreme. Instead, it was madness.
"How dare he do this? What gives him the confidence to do so? What gives him the right to do so? "
Even though Yang Zhanhua hailed from the Radiant Light Sect, possessing a high cultivation base and vast knowledge, he could only feel that this was absurd and inconceivable at this moment.
Just with that Martial Saint clone? Yes, that was right. This clone of a second level Martial Saint was extremely powerful, also possessing a Sacred Artifact.
Just with that strange bamboo branch? Yes, that was right. Yang Zhanhua had never seen such a strange treasure in his life, beating down a mid-grade Sacred Artifact like beating up a grandson.
Just with this palace that was filled with dragon qi? Yes, that was right. This palace could temporarily trap a second level Martial Saint like him.
However, all of this added together was still insufficient to support a single person making such a crazy decision!
It was still unknown whether all of this would be able to do anything to a single expert of the third level of the Martial Saint realm, let alone three of them?
Yang Zhanhua felt his life flowing away, his pupils gradually losing their lustre as they lost focus.
The final scene that remained in his field of vision was the three figures appearing in the distant horizon through the wide open great door of the Myriad Dragon Palace.
Liu Feng, a third level Martial Saint. Like Jin Jie, he was a guest Elder of the Radiant Light Sect, not of their direct lineage. However, his shocking cultivation base was sufficient for him to rampantly dominate this Eight Extremities World.
Sun Hao, a third level Martial Saint, of the Radiant Light Sect's direct lineage, cultivated in the Sun Moon Interchanging Art of the Radiant Light Sect's three direct lineages which was domineering beyond compare like the Radiant Light Illuminating Art that he cultivated in.
Deng Sen, a fourth level Martial Saint, of his direct lineage, the number one expert of the Radiant Light Sect who had descended to the Eight Extremities World this time, being even more powerful than Liu Feng and Sun Hao.
Yang Zhanhua believed that even if that Yan Di of the East Sea truly possessed the strength of a third level Martial Saint, as long as Deng Sen acted, the other party would not be able to overturn the heavens.
Yang Zhanhua found it hard to imagine how Yan Zhaoge would be able to withstand the combined might of these three great experts.
But all of this had nothing to do with him anymore.
The Northern Ocean Clone's spear completely destroyed his life force!
After Jin Jie, another expert of the second level of the Martial Saint realm, the direct lineage Martial Saint of the World beyond Worlds' Radiant Light Sect, Yang Zhanhua, perished at Broad Creed Mountain!
All of this was seen by the crowd.
At this moment, no one had any other thoughts. They were shocked to the point of numbness.
In the distance, the three great experts of the Radiant Light Sect descended together, causing everyone's hearts to tremble as their minds virtually blanked out.
As the three neared, the entire space surrounding Broad Creed Mountain shook, the heavens and earth seemingly suffering from immense pressure as it seemed as though it might collapse completely at any moment.
That powerful force seemed to have surpassed the limits of the universe and was about to burst the sky.
The scene of Yang Zhanhua's death was also witnessed by Deng Sen and the other two.
The three experts were all taken aback, not having thought at all that Yan Zhaoge would actually mercilessly kill Yang Zhanhua right in front of their faces.
After being taken aback, there was rage.
Yang Zhanhua's direct lineage senior apprentice-uncle, the strongest of the three, strode out, instantly arriving within the Myriad Dragon Palace.
Wherever he passed, space collapsed as the patterns of light of the Clear Qi Grand Formation directly shattered, dissipating within the air.
As Deng Sen entered the Myriad Dragon Palace, the dragon qi within it directly surged.
However, Deng Sen's entire body glowed brilliantly, sweeping aside the streams of dragon qi as he struck out towards the Northern Ocean Clone with a palm.
The Northern Ocean Clone was jolted into retreat as Deng Sen caught hold of Yang Zhanhua's body, his roiling true essence unceasingly pouring within.
Yang Zhanhua's body began to emit streams of light, his skin seemingly regaining the colour of blood. However, there was still no aura.
Deng Sen's face was sunken as water, his true essence surging unceasingly as he attempted to rouse his junior apprentice-nephew's life force once more.
The Radiant Light Sect's guest Elder Liu Feng's eyes involuntarily lit up as he sensed the overflowing qi of true dragons within the Myriad Dragon Palace.
Seeing the Myriad Dragon Palace and feeling the overflowing qi of true dragons, that guest Elder of the Radiant Light Sect Liu Feng's eyes involuntarily lit up.
He too rushed into the Myriad Dragon Palace, sucking in a deep breath as an expression of satisfaction and admiration appeared on his face, "I really would not have guessed that there would actually be such abundant essence qi of true dragons here. My trip down here this time was really not in vain."
Even as Deng Sen pressed down on Yang Zhanhua's back with his palm, he said expressionlessly, "Liu Feng, kill everyone here."
Liu Feng raised a palm, striking out towards the Northern Ocean Clone.
Streams of crimson light instantly filled the entire Myriad Dragon Palace.
The Myriad Dragon Palace shook mightily, actually seeming like it was about to disintegrate.
Bolstered by the Imperious Cold Martial Armour, the Northern Ocean Clone raised the Dragon Scales Spear, the Northern Ocean Divine Spear not retreating in the slightest as it clashed with Liu Feng.
However, that crimson light mist was vast and endless, entangling the tip of the Northern Ocean Divine Spear as it was unable to advance even an inch further.
The terrifying light mist even swept towards the Northern Ocean Clone, suppressing the Imperious Cold Martial Armour.
The vast icy sea was actually gradually dyed red at this moment.
Yan Zhaoge nodded slightly, "Now I can compete with my father when he had just Transcended Mortality and entered Sainthood."
Liu Feng similarly clicked his tongue in admiration, "Good spear arts, good skills. Sadly, you are unable to adapt to the circumstances. If you had offered up your treasures and pledged allegiance to the Radiant Light Sect, you might still have had a good future ahead of you. However, having killed an Elder of the Radiant Light Sect of the direct lineage as well as a guest Elder of a Martial Saint, no one will be able to save you."
"I advise you not to struggle. Dying by this old man's hands, you will still feel good. If Elder Deng makes a move, you will die an extremely miserable death."
The crimson mist formed of his palm force roiled forward, shocking the Northern Ocean Clone to the point of trembling unceasingly as he toppled backwards in retreat, the Imperious Cold Martial Armour vaguely emitting a mournful wail.
However, the Northern Ocean Clone was not panicked or panicked as a hint of a smile was even revealed at the corners of his mouth, "You don't have to worry about me. I only know that the two of you will die very miserable deaths."
"Huh?!" Deng Sen's and Liu Feng's expressions simultaneously changed.
The great gate of the Myriad Dragon Palace mightily closed!
Within the palace, space changed illusory, suddenly transforming into countless overlapping chaotic spacetime as it was like innumerable small worlds had been stacked together.
Streams of terrifying black qi surged simultaneously from the various spacetime, resembling thick ink.
The extremely dense qi of death was condensed to the extreme, transforming into an incomparably terrifying qi of extermination that filled the entire Myriad Dragon Palace.
The qi of extermination transformed into a terrifying, frenzied tide that swept through the heavens as it shot towards Deng Sen and Liu Feng!
"How can there be qi of extermination on such a scale? Such qi of extermination is virtually sufficient to destroy this entire Eight Extremities World! " The expressions of Deng Sen and Liu Feng both changed, "This … the qi of true dragons here was all agglomerated after the deaths of dragons. Apart from the qi of true dragons, there is also an infinite qi of death. How many true dragons have died here?"
Guided by the Myriad Dragon Palace, the Northern Ocean Clone had retreated into the chaotic spacetime, vanishing without a trace.
Yan Zhaoge laughed loudly, "The qi of death is a hidden threat at the end of the day. If it is not cleansed, I will also be unable to freely refine the essence qi of true dragons here. I have always been waiting for someone to help me block this tribulation. Now, it shall be the two of you."
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