unleashed ripples of boundless energy earlier finally opened his eyes completely at this moment. Two beams of light, as solid as substance, shot out from them. He gently shook his head and said, "Bro..."How dare you, wretch!"
Above the sky, the aged face suddenly let out a roar.
At the same moment, the heavy clouds all around instantly transformed into a colossal hand reaching towards the heavens, and slammed down upon Jiang Yun with equal force.
Jiang Yun's palm strike towards Xia Zhongwu was truly too sudden, and the speed was incredibly fast. From the moment the palm was released to the instant it landed, everything happened in a blink of an eye.
Even the ancestor of the Xia family, Xia Qi, hadn't thought of this until now, and he saw it for the first time. He was instantly furious and attacked!
However, it's already impossible for him to directly save Xia Zhongwu.
After all, what appears here is not his true body, but merely a wisp of his divine consciousness.
Therefore, he could only adopt a strategy of attacking Jiang Yun to relieve pressure on Xia Zhongwu. This forced Jiang Yun to redirect his earth-protecting palm, originally aimed at Xia Zhongwu, towards himself in self-defense!
At this moment, both men and beasts were frantically rushing towards the exit of the arena.
Whether it's Jiang Yun or Xia Qi who lands this palm strike, the destructive power unleashed will be catastrophic.
They certainly don't want to be implicated and become innocent victims!
And those outside the arena, they had involuntarily held their breath. In their eyes, there was nothing but these two hands.
One heavenly palm, one earthly palm!
In their estimation, Ginger Cloud would surely meet Heavenly Palm with Earthly Palm.
In the next moment, these two palms were bound to collide. It would be a collision like heaven and earth crashing together.
However, looking at this descending heavenly palm, though Jiang Yun was extremely clear about Xia Qi's intentions and knew that if he were truly struck by this palm, even if he didn't die, he would definitely be seriously injured and lose his ability to fight.
However, the thousand skeletons of beasts below, coupled with his stubborn and tenacious nature, made him grit his teeth and ignore Xia Qi's outstretched palm. Instead, he continued to slap Xia Zhongwu's hand forcefully.
He risked his own serious injury, even death, and today he absolutely must kill Xia Zhongwu!
This was not only about avenging the thousands of tamed beasts, but he also knew very well that if Xia Zhongwu escaped today's calamity, then from now on, in this ancient desolate realm, he and all the people of Xiao Village would face his terrifying and insane revenge.
At that very moment, within the unlit paper lanterns, Yin Ling Su Yang who was slumbering awoke with a jolt. A voice, like thunder, suddenly echoed in his mind: “Wake up!”
Su Yang suddenly jolted, his eyes flying open. A hint of confusion flashed in his gaze.
Next, the voice rang out again: "Take this palm!"
Su Yang instantly woke up, and saw the giant hand about to fall on Jiang Yun. A flicker of hesitation crossed his face.
He naturally knew the immense power contained within that palm. Even though he could withstand it, the cultivation he had recovered over the past year of slumber would be completely depleted.
But he dared not disobey the voice's command. Helpless, he could only grit his teeth, stand up straight, and shout out, "Master, your old slave will lend you a hand!"
"Boom!"
With a deafening roar, Jiang Yun's palm finally crashed down on Xia Zhongwu who was kneeling on the ground!
"Boom!"
And immediately after, another deafening boom echoed through the air. It was the sound of Xia Qi's palm striking Jiang Yun with tremendous force.
In an instant, it was as if the heavens and earth were collapsing, the ground shaking violently, giant cracks appearing constantly, dust filling the air, obscuring the sun.
Whether it was the ten battle platforms or the stands surrounding them, they all began to collapse and shatter in an instant. Countless fragments of stone rolled and scattered everywhere. The enormous beast arena became like a doomsday scene, completely reduced to ruins.
Between heaven and earth, there were only these two earth-shattering roars. No other sound appeared.
Everyone instinctively covered their ears, some even trying to block out the sound with all their might. But even then, beneath the deafening blasts, blood gushed from the seven orifices of many people and beasts.
Although the tremendous noise affected them to varying degrees, at this moment, everyone was desperately widening their eyes and releasing their divine sense to see the situation of Jiang Yun and Xia Zhongwu near the seventh arena in the center of the fighting pit.
The strong fighters from Xiajia Dao Lingjing leaped onto the top of the fighting arena. One by one, they waved their sleeves, unleashing gusts of wind that scattered the rising dust.
In everyone's opinion, with such terrifying destructive power, both of them should be dead.
Even corpses may not remain.
But just as the smoke and dust were dispelled, a crimson glow suddenly surged from a fissure in the earth.
Keen eyes have already discerned that the red light is only the size of a palm, and within the red light, Xia Zhongwu's spirit apparition is clearly visible!
Once one enters the Dao Ling realm, as long as the Dao Ling does not die, that life will not disappear.
Obviously, facing the terrifying earth-protecting palm of Jiang Yun's attack, Xia Zhongwu had no choice but to abandon his physical body and protect his Dao spirit with all his might, separating himself from it.
Even so, his Dao Spirit remained with only half its body. The other half was naturally shattered by Jiang Yun's palm strike.
Seeing Xia Zhongwu's pathetic state, many people knew in their hearts that although Xia Zhongwu had survived by luck, he was now equivalent to a half-disabled person.
The spirit being was wounded and wanted to recover, but it was impossible unless there was a huge opportunity. This is because the spirit being is closely related to the souls of living beings.
Without a complete Dao Ling, it is impossible to perform possession again.
In short, if Xia Zhongwu did not have otherworldly luck, then his life from now on would be spent living in this state of having half a Dao spirit, until the very end of his life.
Most people have a negative opinion of Xia Zhongwu, not only because he is from the Xia family, but also because of his arrogance in the past when he didn't look down on others from other clans at all.
Therefore, seeing that Xia Zhongwu is actually still alive, some people are still a little disappointed.
But now what everyone wants to know is, what happened to Jiang Yun Is he alive or dead!
Xia Zhongwu's spirit soared into the air, suddenly stopped, turned around, his eyes gleaming with ferocious light, staring fixedly at the ruins below: "Find him for me, even if it's a corpse, bring him to me!"
Also, all those who came with him, the people from Xiao Village, the people from Kimura, and even all those from a hundred different families, seize them all for me! I want to kill them, kill them all!
"I won't have a good time, and neither will anyone else!"
Xia Zhongwu had gone mad. As a Dao Ling realm expert, he was now in such a pitiful state that he wished everyone else would suffer the same fate as him.
His pain, his rage, could only be vented through a great deal of killing!
Upon hearing Xia Zhongwu's words, everyone was taken aback.
Among the many tribes of the hundred families named by him, besides the people from Xiao Village who wore expressions of grief and didn't care at all, all other tribes showed panic.
Especially Mu Wanchun and his son, their eyes darted around nervously, wanting to escape from here as quickly as possible. However, seeing that the Xia family had already surrounded them from all sides, they didn't dare to move at all.
However, the moment Xia Zhongwu's words fell, a face formed from Xia Qi's divine consciousness suddenly opened its mouth in the sky above, "Xiao…"
Before his words could even leave his mouth, a figure suddenly burst from the ruins of the earth. At a speed faster than lightning, it rushed to Xia Zhongwu's side and grabbed him in one swift motion.
First published on the Traditional Chinese Novel Networkn hour, the refining was complete. When Ginger Cloud opened the furnace lid, he was pleasantly surprised to find that this batch had yielded twelve Pigu Dan pills, and every single one was of the Heav...