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Su Chen stood protectively behind Jiang Wanyue, his eyes blazing with fury as he pointed a finger forward. Behind him, two Star Rings appeared—one black and one gold—manifesting the Seven-Colored Deer and the Nine Nether Devouring Sparrow.
"Great Wilderness Prison Heaven Finger!"
As Su Chen's voice echoed, a massive finger formed from his Yuan Shen shot toward Tang Er Shao. Simultaneously, he unleashed the second skill of Yihuo Tunfu: Nirvana Fire! With the flames of Nirvana Fire doubled in intensity, their power surged even further.
The sight of the Nine Nether Devouring Sparrow Star Ring behind Su Chen made Tang Er Shao's pupils constrict. There was only one Sacred Beast on the entire continent, and this brat had obtained it? Even as a member of Shenzong, having already condensed his Divine Thought, he couldn't help but feel a pang of envy as he looked at Su Chen. This kid must die!
Boom!
With a deafening roar, the two attacks collided, unleashing a golden light that exploded like ripples, akin to an atomic bomb detonation. Nearby skyscrapers crumbled instantly under the immense shockwave, reduced to ruins.
"Impossible!" Tang Er Shao bellowed.
The destructive force of the Great Wilderness Prison Heaven Finger tore through his golden finger, crashing into him in an instant. In the next moment, his Divine Thought projection was shattered, dissipating into the void.
At the same time, the epicenter of Su Chen's explosion suffered catastrophic damage; the ground caved in instantly, forming a massive crater. The land within several meters turned into a charred wasteland, devoid of any life. Dust and smoke billowed from the explosion site, obscuring any view of what lay within.
Far away, tens of thousands of miles away at Humanity's Border in Tianshan, atop a vast expanse of snow-capped mountains, a striking figure slowly opened his eyes.
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes filled with disbelief. How dare a mere mortal slay a god? Su Chen, my Tang family will never allow you to go unpunished! The killing intent in Tang Er Shao's eyes burned fiercely.
In Dongji City.
Ah! Tang Ya let out a sharp scream as she held a kitchen knife, cutting potatoes. She had accidentally sliced her left hand, blood flowing uncontrollably. Tang Ya quickly bandaged it up, but for some reason, she felt restless today.
Not yet returned. Tang Ya stepped outside; the storm continued to rage with thunder and lightning. In the sky, a shadowy figure of a black dragon faintly appeared.
Boom! A bolt of lightning, as thick as a water snake, struck nearby, illuminating the entire Dongji City for an instant as if it were dawn. The terrifying thunder made Tang Ya shudder; she instinctively closed her eyes and leaned against the wall.
After a moment, the sky finally calmed down. She looked towards the capital, closed her eyes, and pressed her palms together in prayer, hoping for his safety.
Time continued to pass. Before long, it was already ten o'clock. The living room was dark, with flashes of lightning occasionally illuminating the dim room through the windows.
Tang Ya curled up on the sofa; the dishes on the table were covered, long cold by this hour. To celebrate Su Chen's acceptance into the Inner Academy, Tang Ya had been busy since four in the afternoon and only finished around seven in the evening. Perhaps there were many matters to attend to now that he had just arrived at the Inner Academy. Tang
She decided not to disturb him anymore.
Boom!
At one o'clock in the morning, a sudden clap of thunder outside shook the windows, making them buzz.
Tang Ya jolted awake, her eyes snapping open. She rubbed her eyes and vaguely saw the door slowly creaking open, a tall figure appearing in the doorway.
A bright smile spread across Tang Ya's face as she hurriedly jumped off the sofa, rushing barefoot towards the door. However, as Lei Guang passed by, the front door remained tightly shut, and everything that had just happened was merely an illusion.
Tang Ya's expression fell as she turned away, silently walking back to the sofa. Yes, it was already late at night; how could he possibly return at this hour?
Just as she turned around, a slightly hoarse voice, faint and airy, called out.
"Sister Tang, I'm back."
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