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"You think highly of me." Jiang Nan's eyes gleamed with golden light, analyzing and evolving, instantly understanding countless things.
Both are ultimate weapons, only in the initial stages of recovery. It's impossible for one to escape while the other is so strong that he can't even move.
They just have different perspectives.
They've evolved to be at the same level.
Jiangnan has nothing else but the secret of the character "行" (xing), stepping to the extreme, and the battle body boils.
Time stood still, and space itself remained still.
The feeling of being in a daze is not real enough.
He resonated with it at lightning speed.
No matter how much space you have, you can take a single step out of it.
Of course, this is only what the outside world perceives; in reality, it involves countless battles and clashes of the very essence of the Dao.
A fully revived ultimate weapon possesses power comparable to half an emperor; his cultivation level is far from sufficient, so he is definitely no match for it.
Suppressing him before he's fully recovered is simply not enough.
As soon as Jiangnan stepped out, the murderous intent of the immortal sword intensified.
It was far away in the sky, yet it seemed to penetrate my very being.
Just then, another expert attacked, blocking his escape route.
Two true saints and powerful beings.
Perhaps he even wanted to take him down personally, so that he wouldn't have to unleash his ultimate weapon.
These items are clan treasures, not weapons, but rather relics of our ancestors.
They won't easily trigger anything unless it's something extremely serious.
A saint from a divine dynasty, surrounded by celestial light, emanating chaotic energy.
Like a chaotic god or demon, cold and ruthless.
With a single step, heaven and earth resonated, stars echoed, and array patterns covered millions of miles.
It seals off a million miles of void, gathers a million miles of killing intent; wind, clouds, thunder, and lightning are all deadly.
This scene sent shivers down the spines of countless people.
This is the true power of a sage.
The saying "below the sage, all are ants" is indeed true.
Even among veteran god-kings, who could possess even one percent of that power?
The domineering light of immortal ascension swept across the Jiangnan region.
The other sage was from an ancient race, also like a god or demon, with an exceptionally tall figure. He even evolved a thousand black arms, causing the universe to collapse, and his figure was like lightning and black thunder.
Each arm is capable of destroying the world.
Jiangnan, wielding a halberd, met him on a narrow path, and Xingzi Secret stepped forward to meet him.
In an instant, the boundless darkness was shattered, revealing only a chaotic and disordered interior, brimming with deadly intent.
They fought their way to the heavens and then returned, who knows how many times they fought back and forth.
Even saints can reach the speed of light; this is the starting threshold.
They were not slow at all.
The other party is at a higher level; Jiangnan is not yet a saint.
His divine power is far from sufficient; he is only at the first level of the Sendai realm. His battle physique is also very close, but he is still not a saint.
Even so, through days of consolidation, combat training, and continuous improvement in understanding, he continued to advance.
It's not that we can't have a go at each other.
But there are two of them, and there are two more extreme weapons reviving outside.
We cannot leave behind those who are locked in fierce battle.
With the complete revival of ultimate weapons, even those stronger than saints will be left behind, let alone saints.
An outbreak occurred in Jiangnan, with an overwhelming momentum.
At this point, nothing else matters; the clones aren't even as powerful as the main body, and they'd be instantly killed if created.
A slight difference can make all the difference.
The Holy Art of Battle: With me, I am invincible.
Both saints possessed an aura of supreme authority, capable of traversing heaven and earth.
At this point, it's all about this invincible aura.
Without this invincible fighting spirit, one cannot even enter the realm of a saint.
In this ancient and desolate world, everything is earned through battle.
That's when you can really enjoy yourself and have a great time.
Previously, when facing those powerful gods and kings, it was all easy to bully them. Even with half-saints who had some trump cards, they could only cause some trouble for him, nothing more.
They couldn't keep up with his speed.
These saints were not like that; they were all very powerful, and he was still at a disadvantage.
Pressure is the driving force.
The Holy Art of Battle, with its boiling fighting spirit, is unstoppable and advances without hesitation.
Every gesture they made was a sign of collapse; the world couldn't tolerate them, so they plunged into darkness and fought their way to the heavens.
The sky collapsed and the earth shattered, creating an endless, dark battlefield.
Some people saw auspicious clouds hanging from the sky and golden lotuses blooming on the ground, with all sorts of strange phenomena appearing.
This was the aftershock of a peak battle, the culmination of the Dao's essence.
This shows how terrifying the killing was.
“Saints are fighting, saints from the Feathered Divine Dynasty, and saints from the Primordial Races… They are not fighting each other, but who is fighting them?”
"I feel like it's from Jiangnan," someone said strangely.
But that's just too ridiculous.
Not long ago, he killed a half-step great power, which was already quite absurd. Later, when he killed a great power, no one believed it.
Now I'm slowly becoming convinced of this claim. Okay, let's fight and cut down the Path.
It's puzzling and disheartening, and it also makes one wonder if it's the old guy; he's acting too abnormally.
Now you're telling me that even the Supreme Imperial Weapons were deployed in the decisive battle against the Sage?
However, not much can be seen clearly.
There are just too many people watching, and some people have different perspectives or special abilities, so they only vaguely see a small part of the picture.
Even I don't really believe it.
What happened to the promising young talents?
Competing with sages is hardly something a young talent should do.
In the blink of an eye, the sage struck with the speed of light, unleashing a million blows in an instant, faster than any ordinary person could react.
The battlefield went from collapse to darkness and chaos in an instant.
Amidst the chaos, Jiangnan emerged, covered in blood, his aura soaring.
There are enemies, and there are our own.
The two sages who followed also retreated.
The immortal saint's divine light was chaotic, his weapon was dim, and he tumbled a long way, his body stained with blood.
That Thousand-Handed Demon God had nearly a hundred of his mountain-like hands blown off, and his murderous aura and malevolent energy had intensified.
But for a time, it also began to decline.
Jiangnan retreated even further, and Xingzi Secret, taking advantage of the momentum, roared beyond the speed of light, about to disappear into the distance.
At that moment, a celestial sword shrieked, its killing intent piercing the sky as it charged forward.
On one side was the Yin-Yang Ancient Mirror, which wanted to freeze and refine his figure.
Jiangnan had already taken precautions.
They had come back here to intercept the Holy Land's forces, and they had anticipated this kind of situation.
They have no fear whatsoever.
A large number of holy weapons, great holy weapons, and even quasi-emperor weapons obtained from previous ruins rose up.
Its battle body is incredibly powerful, its blood energy boundless, enabling it to control so many divine and ferocious corpses.