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"Do you feel fear now?" Wang Lang stood in mid-air, bathed in divine light, resembling a descending deity, his tone filled with undeniable confidence and authority.
In contrast, Su Chen merely smiled faintly. Behind him, three Star Rings manifested—black and gold, dazzling and brilliant.
Even more astonishing was the slowly unfurling phantom of a Nine Nether Devouring Sparrow behind him, with torrents of Hei Yan surging forth, almost threatening to consume the heavens themselves. The overwhelming might radiating from him instilled a sense of awe.
As the two faced off, it felt as though only their fierce energies clashed within the vastness of the world.
"Prepare to die!" Wang Lang roared, unleashing a torrent of palm energy. A massive hand, wide as several meters, descended like a collapsing mountain, carrying an earth-shattering momentum as it lunged towards Su Chen. The air along its path was torn apart by its terrifying force, producing a series of explosive sounds.
In the face of this thunderous strike, Su Chen remained unfazed, a cold smile curling at the corners of his lips. He shouted, "Thunder Law! Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, activate!"
Before his words faded, an anomaly appeared in the sky. Thunder seemed to descend as divine punishment; instantly, a dense curtain of lightning wove itself together with a deafening roar that swept towards Wang Lang.
Boom!
Amidst the ear-splitting explosion, Wang Lang's unstoppable giant hand was mercilessly torn apart by the lightning curtain. He himself was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, blood gushing from his mouth, his face pale as paper.
Cough! Cough!
Wang Lang struggled to prop himself up, his eyes glaring at Su Chen with disbelief. "How can you possess such strength? You haven't even forged your Divine Status yet!"
Su Chen merely cast him a cold glance in response and approached with unwavering steps, a chilling killing intent radiating from him.
At that decisive moment, a glimmer of determination flashed in Wang Lang's eyes. He suddenly soared into the air; behind him, the Eight-Inch Divine Light and Divine Status miraculously fused at that instant. An earth-shattering aura erupted from within him.
"Haha! With my Eight-Inch Divine Light, I have broken through to the Shenzong realm! What can you do against me?" Wang Lang's voice brimmed with arrogance and confidence; his strength had undergone a qualitative leap at that moment, enough to rival those of the Four Star Divine Sect—far beyond what Su Chen had previously slain in the Demon Slayer Corps.
Facing Wang Lang's sudden surge of overwhelming power, Su Chen's expression remained as icy as ever. He lightly spun his palm to reveal an ancient and mysterious artifact—the Fan Tian Seal—manifesting in his hand.
"Suppress!" Su Chen commanded in a deep voice as the Fan Tian Seal responded instantly, transforming into a streak of Liu Guang that shot towards the sky before crashing down upon Wang Lang like Mount Tai.
Whoosh!
The Fan Tian Seal rapidly expanded in mid-air until it resembled a towering mountain. Ancient runes danced across its surface, glowing with brilliant light and releasing an oppressive aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
Seeing this, Wang Lang's expression changed dramatically; disbelief and despair filled his eyes as he hoarsely shouted, "No!"
Yet even his struggle seemed feeble against it. The Fan Tian Seal descended like a hammer of judgment, mercilessly crushing Wang Lang—who had just stepped into the threshold of Shenzong—into dust.
Su Chen flickered and appeared beside Wang Lang's remnants in an instant. He quickly searched through the debris and retrieved two pieces of relic puzzle.
His gaze was deep as he murmured to himself, "Just one more piece is needed."
At that moment, Xiao Hulu's voice urgently rang out, guiding Su Chen to the location of the final puzzle piece.
Deep within the Ancient God Battlefield, Su Chen swiftly dispatched the last Transformation Spirit Thought. At that moment, he held eight pieces of a puzzle in his hands.
"Hurry!" The voice of Xiao Hulu was filled with anticipation and urgency, urging Su Chen to complete this final step as quickly as possible. Taking a deep breath, Su Chen gently waved his hands, causing the eight pieces of the puzzle to slowly rotate in the air, merging into one.
A Thunderous Roar erupted!
The earth seemed to awaken under an invisible force, trembling violently. Around him, the Star Beasts that had once inhabited this place were startled by the sudden upheaval, letting out terrified howls and scattering in all directions.
Amidst this chaos, a dazzling Golden Beam suddenly sliced through the sky, as if a divine hand had torn open a rift in space, directly illuminating Su Chen's eyes.
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