Terrifying lightning flashed within the flames, and it was as if the end of the world had arrived.
"This is useless!" The Imperial Uncle's voice drifted through the void, sometimes far, sometimes near.
"This brat is really a little strange." Jian Kuangren couldn't help but frown. "I wonder if Zhao Yuande can find a way to deal with him."
"Kill!"
Zhao Yuande stabbed out with the Thunder Origin in his hand towards a certain spot in the void. Resplendent lightning instantly flooded that area.
However, the void shattered, and the two figures were nowhere to be seen.
"Boom!"
Zhao Yuande swung the Thunder Source again, splitting the void into two halves, but it was still empty.
"Zhao Yuande, is this you? The number one genius of the Fortune World? You're simply a headless fly! How pitiful, how sad, how lamentable … "
"I've got you!" Zhao Yuande turned around, and flames spewed out from his body as lightning rumbled, and he attacked wildly in a certain direction.
"Haha!"
Laughter came from another direction, and it was filled with mockery.
"Kill!" Zhao Yuande swung his sword.
"Die!"
Right at this time, a black light pierced through the void behind Zhao Yuande and stabbed into his back.
"Ah …" Zhao Yuande screamed in pain, and his body staggered.
At this time, blood gushed out from his back like a fountain, but the blood that gushed out was dark green.
Clearly, this black light contained a terrifying poison.
"You can't hurt me! My physical body is strong, and I'm immune to all poisons! "Zhao Yuande stabilized himself with great difficulty, but his face was a little pale.
"Are you sure you don't need my help?" Jian Kuangren couldn't help but ask again.
He felt that Zhao Yuande's condition wasn't very good, and if anything happened to him here, the Sage Ruler wouldn't let him off.
"Not for now!" Zhao Yuande turned to Jian Kuangren, and a trace of blood-red appeared in his eyes.
"Pu!"
At this moment, another black light shot out from the void towards the space between Zhao Yuande's eyebrows.
"I've finally caught you!" Zhao Yuande's eyes revealed a hint of malevolence.
He didn't try to dodge the black light. Instead, he reached out and grabbed at the black light.
Although Zhao Yuande was very fast, he did not manage to catch the black light. The black light directly pierced the space between Zhao Yuande's eyebrows.
"Pu!"
Everyone only heard a soft sound as a small part of the black light entered Zhao Yuande's forehead. Zhao Yuande's face instantly turned pitch-black.
"It's over!"
Many people were shocked when they saw this.
Even Jian Kuangren's eyes were filled with disbelief.
But at this moment, Zhao Yuande stretched out his palm and made a strange seal.
"Boom!"
The void exploded, and a huge Immemorial Divine Mountain came crashing down in an instant.
"Too late! Go to hell! " A figure appeared in front of Zhao Yuande like a ghost. The pitch-black sword in his hand was already in front of Zhao Yuande.
"Haha! I've caught you! "Zhao Yuande did not dodge or panic. Instead, he opened his mouth and roared," Die! "
This roar contained the power of the Buddhist Sect's Six Syllables and Zhao Yuande's understanding of the power of the Heavenly Dao.
"Crash!"
The space in front of Zhao Yuande within a radius of tens of miles shattered like glass, instantly turning into a pitch-black vacuum.
That figure was also enveloped in this vacuum.
"Ah … How is this possible!" The imperial uncle let out an incredulous cry.
However, before he could even finish his scream, his body shattered like a piece of porcelain.
"No …"
Divine light flickered on the imperial uncle's body as he tried to stop his body from shattering.
"My sixth-grade destiny-immortal treasure …" The imperial uncle let out a shrill cry. The faint layer of black mist on his body shattered under the pressure.
"Pu!"
Without the black mist, the imperial uncle's body shattered instantly.
Only a sparkling pearl above his head released a faint glow that blocked the terrifying power of the Heavenly Dao.
"Get over here!"
Zhao Yuande reached out and grabbed the imperial uncle's head, bringing it out of the vacuum.
"This pearl is not bad. It's mine!" Zhao Yuande grabbed the pearl without hesitation.
"You … You're finished! You're dead! Even if you're Zhao Yuande, you're still dead! Master will definitely not let you off! "The imperial uncle's head roared with hatred.
The roar sounded strangely similar to the old eunuch's.
"Enough with the nonsense!"
Zhao Yuande sneered and sealed off the imperial uncle's sea of consciousness.
"Young friend, are you alright?" Jian Kuangren was delighted to see this. However, when he saw the black glow on Zhao Yuande's face and the bloody hole between his eyebrows, he couldn't help but step forward to treat him.
"I'm fine. This was just a show for him." Zhao Yuande shook his head. The Immortal Energy in his body circulated, and his face returned to its original color in the blink of an eye. The wound between his eyebrows also disappeared.
"You're really …" Jian Kuangren looked at Zhao Yuande and couldn't help but reveal a look of admiration.
Only then did the onlookers let out a long sigh of relief.
"This is the real Zhao Yuande. He defeated an opponent who was a whole realm above him!"
"I finally understand. Not only does a battle require great strength, but it also requires extraordinary intelligence and a strong and tenacious heart!"
"Zhao Yuande is a heaven-defying genius. Even the fifteenth expert on the Wind Cloud List was played like a toy in the palm of his hand!"
"…"
Countless praises could be heard from all sides.
Zhao Yuande wasn't complacent. He knew that this battle was very thrilling. If he wasn't careful, his life could be in danger.
"Zhao Yuande! Let me go, or you'll regret it! "The Imperial Uncle gradually regained his composure. He looked at Zhao Yuande, and there was still some fear in his voice.
"Speak! Why did you collude with the Devil Race, kidnap my junior brother, and kill the elders of my Ulti-mystery Sect? "Zhao Yuande looked coldly at the Imperial Uncle's head and slightly tightened his grip.
"Crack!"
The Imperial Uncle's skull let out a cracking sound, unable to bear the burden.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" The Imperial Uncle still refused to admit it. He looked at Jian Kuangren and said in a threatening voice, "Jian Kuangren, you know who I am. If something happens to me, not only will His Majesty not sit by and do nothing, even my sect, the Illusory Sky Palace, will step in. By then, even the Eight Great Sage Kings won't be able to protect him! Even the Eight Great Sage Kings will be implicated by him. "
"Hmph! Nonsense! " Jian Kuangren sneered. "No matter how strong the Illusory Sky Palace is, they still have to abide by the agreement from back then. They won't come out again for a mere disciple like you. Otherwise, the protectors of the Sacred Mountain of Creation won't sit by and do nothing!"
"Hehe! The protectors of the Sacred Mountain of Creation, they can't even take care of themselves! Didn't you notice that they disappeared? Otherwise, why wouldn't they appear when Hell attacked the Fortune Realm? "The Imperial Uncle's voice was eerie and terrifying.
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