"Come on, Brother Hao."
"Daddy, you can do it."
"Little Feng, kill him."
When Feng Hao stood on the stage, cheers rang out from below the high platform. The most discordant one was naturally the guy from Longyue Pass.
However, no matter what kind of voice it was, Feng Hao had no time to care about it because the person standing in front of him was Leng Yu Sen of Abyss Palace.
This was a person who possessed the Ancient Underworld King Body. No one dared to ignore his existence in the world.
Although he had only mastered 30% of his Divine Power, it was already enough to look down on the world.
Apart from the battle with Xie Yandong, who possessed the Fire Divine Body, he had never displayed the power of his Divine Power until now, which was enough to show how terrifying he was.
If there were no accidents, he would definitely stand at the peak of the world and look down on all beings.
At this moment, Leng Yu Sen's expression changed slightly when he saw Feng Hao standing opposite him.
Back then, when he saw Feng Hao in a hurry at the Heaven-Battling Ancient Tomb, he saw that Feng Hao was only a Martial Honorable. He never thought that the weak person who picked up the Spiritual Bead back then would become his opponent.
Eight Orifices Body.
However, that might not be the case. For the first time ever, he felt threatened by the pitch-black energy and the flickering electric arcs.
This was the intuition of an expert.
Although he didn't want to believe it, he never doubted the intuition that had saved him many times in the past.
Therefore, at this moment, he had no intention of looking down on Fenghao.
Both sides stood opposite each other as their respective auras slowly rose...
Seeing this scene, not only the crowd in the distance, but even the three people in charge standing on the high platform looked solemn. Even the arrogant person in charge of Abyss Palace didn't say anything definite.
Obviously, even he wasn't confident in Leng Yu Sen's victory.
After all, who knew how many trump cards Leng Yu Sen had hidden? Even the Southern Divine Blood couldn't do anything to him, so it was enough for him to take him seriously.
Below the high platform, although Yu Sen's expression was calm, his eyes were also slightly narrowed as he carefully sized up the two people in front of him.
Qiong Ling 'er and the others, who knew Leng Yusen's true identity, had their hearts in their throats and their faces were filled with panic.
"Yanzi, will Brother Hao be all right?"
Yan Qing whispered to Xue Yan.
"Don't worry. Your Brother Hao is not a short-lived person."
Xue Yan shook her head. There was nothing she could do about her best friend.
However, wasn't he the same?
She couldn't divine anything about someone who wasn't in the celestial phenomenon, unless they were in great danger. Only then could she tell a thing or two from their faces.
Even though there was danger, it wasn't death.
After all, even if Feng Hao was defeated, the person in charge of the Emperor's Mansion would not turn a blind eye to it.
…
At this moment, the temperature in the arena rapidly dropped due to the increase of the Leng Domain's power. The faint chill was bone-chilling, and there was even frost dancing in the air. If it was outside, everything would be frozen to death.
Slowly, a deep blue divine light emerged in his eyes. It was deep and bottomless, like two dark purgatories. It was so cold that people would have the illusion that their souls were frozen at first glance.
"Hades King's Heavenly Prison."
He spat out a chilling incantation and stretched out a palm toward Feng Hao.
"Whoosh, whoosh, …"
With his palm as the centre, an enormous aura spread out and swept towards Fenghao. Along the way, the surrounding space was frozen like ice crystals, while the temperature dropped to the extreme. If someone were to be within this Heavenly Prison, regardless of whether it was their blood or soul, they would all be frozen to death.
Facing this situation, Feng Hao was not afraid. On the contrary, the Virtual Martial Vortex in his body had almost reached the boiling point.
He wanted to fight.
"Heavenly Battle Art."
Forcefully suppressing the restless Illusionary Force, Fenghao's originally pitch-black pupils instantly turned scarlet-red. An ominous aura rose and battle intent soared into the sky. He was like a ferocious god that came from the ancient times as he stood there, killing everything in his path. At the edge of his aura, the space was torn apart by the frightening battle intent, revealing the pitch-black flowing space.
However, he had underestimated the restlessness of the Virtual Martial Vortex in his body. Especially when the blue Heavenly Prison approached, when he wanted to condense the Sky Destruction Annihilation, the surging Virtual Martial Force was completely out of his control. It was like a river that rolled out, condensing into a dragon that bared its fangs and charged towards the Heavenly Prison.
"Boom."
"Crack."
A huge explosion suddenly resounded. Soon after, a sound akin to glass shattering was heard. Everyone could see spiderweb like cracks appearing on the serene blue Sky Prison at the spot where the black dragon had collided. The surrounding space had also shattered.
What happened next caused Fenghao to be even more dumbstruck …
The Illusionary Martial Force continuously surged out from Xiao Chen's body. The pitch-black flood dragon seemed to have its own spirituality. It used its head to smash and its claws to slap. It did everything it could to forcefully block the Heavenly Prison. Fragments flew everywhere, and it was difficult for Xiao Chen to take another step forward.
"This …"
Near and far, practically everyone was dumbfounded and tongue-tied, and they were unable to react at all.
"Just what kind of energy is this?"
After a long while, someone cried out.
This was too unbelievable. One must know that everyone had personally witnessed the Undying Divine Flame of the Fire God Body being extinguished under the pressure of the Heavenly Prison.
This was enough to show how powerful this energy was. It could even freeze a Divine Flame.
However …
The strange black energy wasn't affected in the slightest.
On the high platform, the three people in charge were the same. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.
Their understanding of Leng Yuesen far surpassed those people.
This was the Supreme Nether King Body.
It was the Human Clan's Supreme Divine Body, an unparalleled physique.
Initially, the unknown pitch-black energy that Fenghao had used had only made them take it seriously. However, who would have thought that this kind of resistance could actually resist such a supreme Godly Power?
The eyes of the white-haired elder flickered, as if he was thinking about something. He swept a glance at Liu Canyan below the high platform, who seemed to be uninvolved. In the end, he still remained silent.
…
Leng Yuesen couldn't come back to his senses when he saw that his ultimate technique was stopped. His face was a little dazed.
Although he already knew that the person in front of him would be a formidable opponent and that there would be a fierce battle, he didn't understand what kind of energy could resist his Supreme Nether Energy.
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