eet its demise."BOOM."The golden and black figures crisscrossed at high speed, colliding with each other. Each impact unleashed a surge of powerful energy, causing the very space around them to trembl...After the coronation ceremony, the various deities and guests departed one after another, and Mount Fate returned to its usual tranquility.

Blood Slaughter was finally no longer so busy. Dragging his weary body, he returned to the eerie Shrine of Blood.

After attaining the state of "Great Freedom" and boundless power, he became the Palace Master of the Fierce God Temple, his status soaring to unimaginable heights. He no longer needed to look up to any cultivator except the Three Great Leaders.

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The ancestral might surged outward, like a supernova explosion.

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When the heavens shatter, time and space are torn asunder.

In destruction, there lies the energy of endless birth and rebirth.

The distance was too close. Zhang Ruochen had almost no reaction time. In a hurry, he could only raise his right arm to block it. Forty strands of Tao light naturally flew out, circling around his arm.

Suddenly, a loud booming sound!

It was as if the entire universe had crashed down upon me.

Zhang Ruochin distinctly heard the sound of his right arm bone fracturing. Overwhelming force sent him flying, crashing into another dimension.

The whole process took almost no time at all.

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As the Heavenly King pursued him into another dimension, preparing for a second strike, an endless tide of blood demons surged forth from the rift. Taking on the forms of monstrous dragons, ghostly apparitions, and towering demonic pillars... countless primordial rules intertwined within the malevolent aura of the blood demon horde.

"Thousand Souls Blood Slaughter!"

After breaking through the magic spell, Heaven Lord discovered that Zhang Ruochin was already holding the Abyssal Divine Sword, his severed right arm had fully recovered, and he showed no signs of fatigue.

He no longer has the opportunity to capitalize on his success and expand his lead.

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"Don't you want the Reverse God Monument materials" Zhang Ruochin asked, curious.

"Where's Old Master Yan As your descendant, these years he couldn't have had no contact with you," Zhang Ruochen said.

Yan Huanyu reached into his sleeve and took out a delicate, small red gourd. He handed it over and said, "I called you here to give you this. It was sent by the Yan Luo Clan!"

The end.palm from afar, shoving him back into the cliff face and pinning him down. Her once stunningly beautiful features now seemed terrifyingly grotesque.Just watch, don't even think about dying.She chuckle...