Chapter 3070
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"You … Zhao Yuande … You're not weak at all … You're unharmed by the Heavenly Tribulation! What kind of monster are you? "Dao-Heaven's voice was sharp.
"That's none of your concern. You're going to die soon!" Zhao Yuande looked at Dao-Heaven. Dao-Heaven was masked, but Zhao Yuande could still identify his aura.
"You're still far from being able to kill me. I've been a half-step Dao Sovereign for millions of years, and you've only just stepped into it!" Dao-Heaven gritted his teeth and pushed his strength to the limit, trying his best to heal his injuries.
Although he said that, he felt a strong sense of danger. He knew that it would be a fight to the death.
"Is that so? Trash is trash. Even if you cultivate your whole life, you'll still be trash! "Zhao Yuande grabbed at Dao-Heaven.
"You want to kill me so easily? It's not that easy!" Dao-Heaven felt a terrifying power of the void descend along with the grab. It instantly enveloped him.
He had just been injured by the Seven-colored Divine Sword. Although his physical injuries weren't serious, there was a terrifying power eroding his body, so he could only use half of his strength.
"Boom!"
Dao-Heaven heard a huge roar in his ears.
The scene in front of him changed. It was as if he had suddenly fallen into an endless gray river.
The long river surged, and scenes kept appearing in front of him.
These scenes seemed to be scenes that he had experienced before …
"No … This is the River of Time … Why am I here?" Dao-Heaven suddenly thought of something and screamed in horror.
But in the next moment, he suddenly realized that his voice had changed. It had become incomparably old.
He subconsciously looked down and saw that his palm was full of wrinkles. Black spots kept appearing on it.
Rustle … He felt as if something was falling from the top of his head.
He couldn't help but reach out to grab it. Unexpectedly, what he grabbed was gray hair.
The hair was like rotten grass, without any luster.
"I … What's wrong?" Dao-Heaven couldn't help but scream in horror. His voice was hoarse and weak, like a dying old man who only had half a breath left.
Unfortunately, no one answered him. He could only hear the sound of the river.
"Ah!"
At this moment, Dao-Heaven was screaming like a madman in space. His body was so old that it was almost like a withered mummy.
"This …" The adjudicator behind Zhao Yuande stared blankly as he asked cautiously, "Young Master, is this the power of time?"
"That's right! This is the power of time! " The corners of Zhao Yuande's mouth curled up slightly. "I just comprehended it in the Heavenly Tribulation. I'll let him enjoy it!"
"..." The Adjudicator nodded silently.
"Old thing, you still want to run?!" Suddenly, Slaughterer's voice rang out from the distant battlefield.
Clearly, the Huo family's patriarch had discovered the situation and knew that the situation was hopeless. He wanted to escape.
"Pu!"
Zhao Yuande grasped at the air, and Dao-Heaven's head instantly exploded. His figure vanished from where he stood.
"Ah!"
The Huo family's patriarch screamed in horror. He could already see Dao-Heaven's miserable end. He had cultivated for countless years and enjoyed all the glory in the world. He didn't want to be killed.
"It's useless. From the moment you attacked me, your fate was already decided!" Zhao Yuande's voice was cold and emotionless. He crossed millions of miles with one step and arrived behind the Huo family's patriarch. He then grabbed his neck.
"Boom!"
The Huo family's patriarch exploded and turned into endless flames that fled in all directions.
"The void is under my control. You can't escape!" Zhao Yuande pressed his palm down in the void. The space within millions of miles froze under his palm.
The countless flying flames all froze in place.
"Spare me! I'm willing to be your slave! "The Huo family's patriarch screamed in horror. He was truly afraid!
"I don't want a slave like you. You don't have the right!" Zhao Yuande clenched his fist.
The space within millions of miles under his palm exploded at the same time.
"Is this the power of a Half-Step Dao Master?" Zhao Yuande clenched his fist and smiled.
"How can a Half-Step Dao Master be so powerful …" Not far away, the Slaughterer's mouth twitched.
Meanwhile, the Adjudicator had begun to recover with the help of Zhao Yuande's Immortal Power.
He slowly put the Seven-colored Divine Sword back into his head. He looked at Zhao Yuande with eyes full of excitement.
"Young master has finally grown up!" he murmured.
"You two go back to help the Sacred City. I'll go kill the trash from the Demonic Palace!" Zhao Yuande already knew what was happening outside during the Heavenly Tribulation. His body flashed as he flew toward the Sacred City's City Lord.
Adjudicator and Slaughterer looked at each other and flew back to the Holy City. They knew that this could be a moment of life and death for the Holy City. If they were late to return, more of the Holy City's powerhouses would fall.
They did not want their tens of thousands of years of foundation to be destroyed in a day. They suppressed a surge of energy and flew as fast as they could.
In an instant, Zhao Yuande saw the battle between the Sacred City's City Lord and the Second Master of the Demonic Palace.
The Sacred City's City Lord was obviously no match for his opponent. However, he could not be defeated within a short period of time. There was not much difference in their strength.
"Kill!"
Zhao Yuande did not hesitate and joined the battle. Thick thunderbolts appeared from the Void without warning and enveloped the Second Master of the Demonic Palace.
"Damn it! How can this guy be so strong! " The Second Master of the Demonic Palace's voice was filled with fear. He could feel that the thunderbolts had the ability to hurt him.
"Haha! What else do you have to say? "When the Sacred City's City Lord saw Zhao Yuande rushing over to help, he could not help but laugh heartily.
At this moment, he knew that his persistence had gotten the result he deserved.
"Damn it!" The huge demonic figure turned around and wanted to escape.
"Padme Coo!"
Zhao Yuande chanted in Sanskrit at this moment.
When the Sacred City's City Lord heard it, he felt extremely peaceful. However, when the Second Master of the Demonic Palace heard it, it was like a shocking thunderclap.
"Ah!"
The Second Master of the Demonic Palace let out a blood-curdling scream and staggered in the Void.
"Die!
The Thunder Source in Zhao Yuande's hand released a terrifying thunderbolt sword light and slashed down.
The entire sky was split into two by the thunderbolt sword light.
The Second Master of the Demonic Palace's body exploded in the Void.
A black ray of light rushed out from the exploded body and shot into the depths of the Void.
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