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Shockwaves spread out, rippling far into the distance.
They swept across two other battlefields. They didn't stop there, but continued spreading further away, sweeping everything in their path.
Only after a long while did they finally begin to subside.
The vast sea of black flames that had engulfed the sky also began to dissipate, and the shattered void quickly started repairing itself.
When the dust settled—
The environment here had completely changed.
Above, the thick poisonous clouds that once blotted out the sky had been forcibly torn apart, leaving behind a massive circular hole several miles wide.
The poisonous clouds that had once dominated this place were either evaporated by the scorching heat, or blown away elsewhere by the shockwaves.
Blazing sunlight poured down through that gaping hole, shining upon the depths of Fallen God Stream that hadn't seen the sun in countless years, finally welcoming its long-lost light.
Below, the ground had sunken into a huge crater, as though a meteorite had struck.
The sunlight fell upon the few figures, but at this moment, both Bing Zun Zhe and Tian Shuang Zi felt a chill in their hearts.
That scene just now—one could truly call it world-destroying!
It was hard to imagine, but that terrifying explosion… had been unleashed by nothing more than a mere Four-Star Dou Zong!
Heaven Grade Dou Technique?!What kind of joke was this?
Even if it were one of those legendary Heaven Grade Dou Techniques, a Dou Zong should be completely incapable of using it, right?
When the black void vortex at the center of the explosion finally repaired itself, everything completely calmed.
The poisonous clouds churned, gradually spreading back to fill the massive gap.
But Ning Zun Zhe's figure… never reappeared.
In that world-destroying explosion, with him at the very center, the outcome could be imagined.
This left Bing Zun Zhe and Tian Shuang Zi shaken to the core. That battle had ended far too quickly. Before they even had time to react, Ning Zun Zhe was gone—reduced to nothing but ashes.
Wei Yang stood in mid-air, his gaze shifting toward the other two battlefields.
Du Jiao, at this point, was covered in wounds from head to toe, yet he still fought ferociously, taking the initiative to attack his opponent.
Tian Shuang Zi, though endlessly annoyed, was handling him with ease.
On the other side, Ah Da was directly suppressing Bing Zun Zhe.
Bing Zun Zhe was frustrated, but helpless—after all, he was somewhat restrained by the Nine Serene Wind Flame.
Feeling the emptiness of his Dou Qi, Wei Yang did something rare: he pulled out several Instant Qi Pills, tossed them into his mouth, chewed, and swallowed them.
At the same time, his cultivation technique quickly circulated. While refining the medicinal energy, he simultaneously drew upon the surrounding Heaven and Earth energy to recover.
With his technique in operation, in an instant, the Heaven and Earth energy within a thousand-meter radius surged toward him, poisonous gas included.
His body was like a bottomless abyss—no matter how much energy came, it was devoured entirely.
That energy, including the poison, was refined by the Heavenly Flame, leaving behind only the pure essence, which he absorbed.
The recovery effect of a Heaven Grade cultivation technique—needless to say—was extraordinary. As he felt his Dou Qi gradually replenishing, Wei Yang's gaze landed on Tian Shuang Zi.
In his palm, a cluster of black flame flickered restlessly, eager to erupt. Seeing this, Tian Shuang Zi, who had been on guard all along, immediately felt his heart sink.
Being targeted by this dangerous man, his scalp tingled.
After all, Ning Zun Zhe—whose strength was similar to his own—had just been instantly killed with a single move. He had no reason to believe he could withstand it.
Boom!
He forced Du Jiao back with a palm, then suddenly moved, attempting to close in on Bing Zun Zhe.
"Heh!" Wei Yang grinned, his figure flashing forward like lightning as he shouted, "Trying to run? Du Jiao, block him!"
Roar~
Du Jiao let out a furious roar, ignoring the backlash raging through his body, forcefully stopping his retreat before lunging once more at Tian Shuang Zi with a powerful punch.
Even a clay figurine has three points of fire—after being toyed with by Tian Shuang Zi for so long, how could he let him slip away so easily?
Seeing this, Tian Shuang Zi was helpless, forced to turn back and deal with Du Jiao's attack.
Boom!
But this delay—after he once again struck Du Jiao back—
Swoosh!
Wei Yang's figure had already shot forward like a ghost, blocking his path between him and Bing Zun Zhe, forming a faint pincer formation with Du Jiao.
Tian Shuang Zi's expression hardened.
Sweeping a glance at the bloodied and battered Du Jiao, Wei Yang looked straight at Tian Shuang Zi. "My man—did you enjoy beating him up?"
"Uh, I… I already held back." Tian Shuang Zi's lips twitched as he forced a smile.
"Heh, do you think I wouldn't know the true strength of my people? Whether you held back or not, I know very well." Wei Yang raised his hand, a small black sun floating above his palm, exuding a terrifying aura, ready to erupt.
"." Tian Shuang Zi.
At this moment.
"Wei Yang, wait." In the distance, Bing Zun Zhe's expression changed slightly as he hurriedly shouted.
"What?" Wei Yang glanced at him, seeing how battered he looked under Ah Da and the Nine Serene Wind Flame's assault. The corner of his lips curled up, his voice carrying a trace of mockery, "You can barely protect yourself, and yet you still have something to say?"
Hearing this, Bing Zun Zhe gave a bitter smile, then clenched his teeth, cupped his hands and said, "Today's matter is Ice River Valley's fault. If we have offended, I apologize. I'll take my people and leave immediately, how about it?"
"Valley Master." Tian Shuang Zi opened his mouth slightly, staring at Bing Zun Zhe in a daze.
The always proud Bing Zun Zhe had actually lowered his head like this, admitting fault in front of everyone.
He had never seen Bing He say such words.
At the same time, he understood—Bing He was doing this entirely for his sake. Otherwise, there was no need for him to bow his head at all, he could have just left straight away.
If Bing He really wanted to go, that soul body couldn't stop him.
Bing Zun Zhe ignored Tian Shuang Zi, his gaze fixed on Wei Yang.
"Bing He, I already gave you all a chance before." Wei Yang said faintly.
Bing Zun Zhe frowned slightly, but still took a deep breath, cupped his hands again, "Before, it was our fault, my apologies."
Although he very much wanted to obtain the Woeful Poison Body, if things truly couldn't be done, he would immediately make a decisive choice—give up without hesitation.
"I can promise you, from this day on, Ice River Valley will not meddle in the matter of the Woeful Poison Body again!" Bing He's gaze flickered slightly, then he slowly exhaled, cupping his hands as he spoke in a deep voice.
Wei Yang cast him a glance, "Valley Master Bing He, you are certainly decisive."
Hearing this, Bing He quietly let out a sigh of relief, though an awkward smile lingered on his face as he didn't reply.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at that swirling poisonous vortex in the distance, still connecting heaven and earth.
Though he felt unwilling inside, the matter of the Woeful Poison Body… would have to be reconsidered at length.
Wei Yang and the power in his hand were by no means weak. And this man didn't even place Hall of Souls in his eyes. A Hall of Souls Dou Zun—he killed as he pleased.
A man like this, Bing He had no choice but to treat with utmost caution, weighing things carefully before acting.
However, just as Bing He thought that the matter was finished for today— even Tian Shuang Zi, Du Jiao, and Ah Da all thought it was over, that the fighting had ended— Wei Yang's eyes suddenly hardened, his figure flashing as he darted toward the slightly distracted Tian Shuang Zi.
His palm rose, vast energy madly surging into that small black sun in his hand.
!
This sudden turn of events stunned everyone.
Immediately after—
Bing He's pupils shrank as he hurriedly shouted, "Tian Shuang Zi, watch out! Wei Yang, stop!"
"You?!" Tian Shuang Zi stared in disbelief at Wei Yang, who appeared in front of him like a phantom, face cold as ice, palm holding that black sun radiating terrifying energy. At once, every hair on his body stood on end.
"Die!" Wei Yang thrust out his palm.
Boom!
The black sun instantly swelled in size, then descended like a falling star, crashing down upon Tian Shuang Zi.
Weakened version, Great Sun Burning Heaven Palm!
"Ice Zun Force, Frozen Sky Palm!" Tian Shuang Zi roared as he frantically retreated, desperation in his voice.
Dou Qi poured out of him like a flood, recklessly.
Endless cold surged forth, condensing into a massive black ice palm that slammed toward the falling black sun.
Even before they touched, the scorching heat rolling off it warped the skin on his face.
But at this critical moment—
A burly figure suddenly appeared behind Tian Shuang Zi. A massive fist, gleaming with purple light, shattered space as it blasted forward.
"It's over…" Realizing this in that split second, Tian Shuang Zi could only let out a bitter laugh.
So shameless—attacking from behind!
And it was a pincer strike at that.
Almost at the same time—the black ice palm collided with the black sun. And Du Jiao's fist smashed heavily into Tian Shuang Zi's back.
Rumble~
The black sun erupted, like a supernova exploding.
Endless blinding black light burst forth.
A tide of black flames surged out, engulfing everything.
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