Squeak.
The space emitted a distorted sound that made your teeth ache.
Immediately afterwards.
Centered on the spot where the God of Destruction was kicked, the space within a radius of one kilometer resembled a mirror struck by a heavy hammer.
Shattered with a deafening roar!
Countless dark fragments of space flew everywhere, revealing the deep, boundless void turbulence behind them, filled with chaotic storms.
This kick not only shattered the God of Destruction's defenses, but also shattered the spatial barrier of the Douluo plane!
"ah--!!!"
The God of Destruction let out an extremely shrill scream.
He struggled frantically in mid-air, trying to steady himself, but the primordial power remaining in his body was frantically destroying his divine body's functions, making it extremely difficult for him to even mobilize a trace of divine power.
His body tumbled through the spatial fragments, his long purple hair disheveled and stained with blood. Where was the nobility and majesty of a god-king?
At this moment, he was like a stray dog that had been kicked hard by its owner, utterly pathetic.
Above ground.
Inside and outside Jialing Pass, all was deathly silent.
Whether they were soldiers from the Heaven Dou Empire or soul masters from the Spirit Empire, everyone stared wide-eyed at the breathtaking scene in the sky.
What did they see?
That high and mighty, arrogant god-king who wielded the destructive divine thunder...
He was actually kicked away?
Like kicking a dog to death—simple, direct, and violent.
Is this Lord Chiyu's strength?
Is this the true power of the man whom Haiyue regards as a god and Qianrenxue regards as a mountain?
On the city wall.
Qian Renxue's hand holding the Angelic Holy Sword trembled slightly.
That's not fear.
Instead, it was excitement.
It was a worship so intense that it made one's very soul tremble.
She gazed at Qianyu's proud figure standing before the shattered void, her beautiful eyes sparkling with wonder, and her breathing became rapid.
"This is my father..."
"This is the power that can crush the realm of gods!"
The mountain in her heart called "Father" became even more majestic at this moment, piercing the clouds, making her only able to look up at it, but never able to reach it.
And beside Qianyu.
Haiyue remained standing quietly.
Her dreamlike eyes reflected Qianyu's profile.
She was not surprised at all by what was happening before her eyes; in fact, she took it all for granted.
Because in her world, Chiba is the only truth.
Let alone a mere god of destruction, even the entire divine realm combined is nothing more than dust that can be destroyed with a wave of your hand.
She took a small step forward, extended her slender fingers, and gently straightened Qianyu's slightly disheveled clothes, which had become a little messy from her earlier movements.
The movements were gentle, and the expression was focused.
It seemed that in her eyes, the trivial matter of straightening her clothes was a million times more important than the god-king who was coughing up blood and flying backward.
Qianyu slowly retracted her right leg.
This kick not only shattered the God King's defenses, but it also seemed to shatter the tranquility of the entire world.
"Bang--!!!"
A dull, resounding crash echoed through the heavens, like the beating of a celestial drum, causing the bricks and stones on the Jialing Pass city wall to tremble.
Qianyu's kick landed squarely on the God of Destruction's chest.
There are no fancy techniques, only the purest and most extreme release of power.
That purplish-black divine armor, a symbol of the supreme authority of the divine enforcers and formed from the laws of destruction, proved to be no more sturdy than mortal porcelain at this moment.
The clicking sounds were incessant.
The purplish-black divine armor shattered instantly.
Countless metal fragments, imbued with an aura of destruction, shot out in all directions, each leaving a dark spatial rift in the air, like a tragic yet dazzling firework of death in full bloom.
The God of Destruction's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in that instant. His purple eyes no longer held any trace of the arrogance of a god-king, but only endless horror and fear.
He felt as if he hadn't been kicked, but rather struck head-on by a collapsing star.
His sternum was instantly shattered, and even those hard, divine bones turned to dust.
The God of Destruction's chest caved in, his back bulged high, and his entire body was deformed by the kick.
"Wow--!"
A mouthful of divine blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out.
Golden divine blood sprayed through the air, each drop containing immense energy, corroding hard rocks into deep pits upon landing.
The immense impact instantly pierced through his divine body.
He was kicked away like an out-of-control meteorite, his body violently scraping against the atmosphere, leaving a long trail of purplish-red flames, before crashing heavily into the void rift in the sky that he had just torn open himself.
The wind howled.
Qianyu slowly retracted her right leg, her movements as graceful as if she were taking a stroll in her own backyard.
His white robes were as pure as snow, and amidst the flying fragments of divine armor and blood mist, not a single wrinkle remained.
Not even a single strand of her hair was out of place.
Haiyue remained standing quietly beside him, her clear, cold eyes not looking at the God of Destruction who was flying backward in a disheveled state, but always fixed on Qianyu.
She reached out her fair, jade-like hand and gently brushed away non-existent dust from Qianyu's shoulder.
His eyes were devout, as if he were polishing the most precious treasure in the world.
"Master, your clothes are a little disheveled."
Haiyue's voice was clear and gentle, which was out of place yet strangely harmonious with the atmosphere of the devastating battlefield around her.
Qianyu nodded slightly, her expression calm.
It was as if the person kicked away just now was not one of the five great giants of the divine realm, but a foolish ant blocking the way.
On the city wall.
Qian Renxue had completely held her breath at this moment.
She gripped the edge of the city wall tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, and her beautiful eyes reflected Qian Yu's arrogant figure.
My heart was pounding.
Is this the power of a father?
No need for a Martial Soul True Body, no need for Soul Skills, and not even need for using divine artifacts.
The power of his physical body alone is enough to crush a god-king!
This power completely exceeded her understanding of the concept of "god".
In her memory, her grandfather Qian Daoliu was already an invincible being in the world, but even if he became a god, he probably wouldn't last a single breath in front of her father at this moment.
That sense of worship, rooted in blood ties, made Qian Renxue's blood boil.
at the same time.
Tens of thousands of meters in the air.
The God of Destruction is experiencing the most desperate moment since his birth.
pain.
Excruciating pain.
His divine body's regenerative abilities were completely ineffective in the face of that strange power of creation. A higher-dimensional energy, unfamiliar to him, lingered around his wounds, constantly eroding his life force.
"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible..."
As the God of Destruction flew backward, he desperately tried to steady himself, but to his horror, he discovered that the power of destruction within him had been forcefully dispersed by that kick.
At this moment, he was like a kite with a broken string, helplessly letting that terrifying kinetic energy carry him towards the abyss.
The scenery in my line of sight is rushing past.
The Jialing Pass below is getting smaller and smaller.
Meanwhile, the pitch-black void rift behind them, radiating a chaotic aura, rapidly magnified in their field of vision.
That is the turbulence leading to beyond the plane.
If he were to fall into it, given his current severely injured state, he would most likely be lost in the endless spacetime storm, or even perish.
fear.
This long-lost emotion, for the first time, so clearly occupied the mind of this god of destruction.
He was scared.
I'm really scared.
The man in the white robe was not human at all, but an ancient ferocious beast wearing human skin!
No, it's more terrifying than a ferocious beast.
He is the abyss, a taboo that cannot be looked at directly.
"We must leave! We must return to the realm of the gods immediately!"
The last shred of reason remaining in the God of Destruction's mind was screaming madly.
As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.
If we can escape back to the central realm of the gods and combine the power of the two great god-kings, good and evil, we might still have a chance to suppress this monster.
Even if it means abandoning part of the essence of this divine body, we must escape this damned place!
This thought came to mind.
The God of Destruction bit his tongue hard, burning the remaining divine blood within his body, and forcibly urging out the last bit of divine power.
Buzz—!
The space around his body suddenly distorted.
His speed, which had been flying backwards, suddenly increased again, and he transformed into a streak of purple light, plunging headlong into the void rift.
Once you cross that rift, you can break free from the constraints of the Douluo Continent and return to the jurisdiction of the God Realm.
That was the way out.
The only way out.
As the dark crack drew near, a hint of wild joy at escaping death finally appeared on the distorted face of the God of Destruction.
"Qian Yu! I will remember this humiliation!"
"When I return to the realm of the gods, I will surely make you..."
The venomous vow was still churning in his throat, not yet fully uttered.
Below.
Qianyu, who had been standing with his hands behind his back, pierced through ten thousand meters of void with his gaze and accurately caught the figure of the God of Destruction fleeing in a disheveled state.
The previously calm smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly turned chilling.
Those deep, starry eyes held no emotion whatsoever, only a detached indifference that seemed to see through everything.
"Trying to run?"
The sound wasn't loud, but it eerily pierced through layers of space, clearly exploding in the ears of the God of Destruction.
These two words are like a death knell.
The glimmer of hope that had just risen in the God of Destruction was instantly frozen by that cold voice.
He instinctively turned around to look.
Qianyu slowly raised her right hand.
When the index and middle fingers are brought together, a point of golden light quietly appears at the fingertips.
The light was initially as faint as a firefly, but in an instant it became as bright as the sun, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.
The primordial energy between heaven and earth surged wildly at this moment, converging towards Qianyu's fingertips.
Even the clouds high in the sky were forcibly torn apart by this force, revealing the azure sky.
Qianyu looked languid, gently raised her arm, and made a sweeping motion in the air towards the tiny purple dot on the distant horizon.
His movements were free and unrestrained, like a master calligrapher wielding ink, leaving a bold and colorful mark on the vast canvas of heaven and earth.
laugh--!
The sound of the air being torn apart was sharp and piercing.
A golden ray of light burst forth from Qianyu's fingertips.
At first, it was just a small amount, but after it was sold, its value skyrocketed.
In the blink of an eye.
A golden sword aura, tens of thousands of feet long, swept out.
That sword energy was simply too powerful.
It was so large that it blocked out the sun's brilliance, so large that it stretched across the entire sky above Jialing Pass, as if splitting the sky in two.
The sword energy was pure gold, with chaotic-colored air currents swirling around its edges. Wherever it passed, space was neatly sliced apart as if it were a fragile sheet of paper.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
Only pure, unadulterated sharpness.
Its sharpness is so great that it can cut through light and shatter even the laws of nature.
The whole world seemed to have been put on pause at that moment.
Everyone looked up, staring blankly at the golden rainbow that stretched across the sky, their minds completely blank.
This is... sword energy?
How could there be such terrifying sword energy in this world?
This isn't sword energy; it's clearly divine punishment!
The God of Destruction, who was running for his life, felt a chill run down his spine as an unprecedented sense of impending death enveloped him.
He turned around in horror.
The field of vision was filled with an overwhelming expanse of gold.
That was pure destruction.
Destruction that is infinitely purer than his Destruction God Thunder!
"No--!!!"
The God of Destruction let out a desperate roar.
He desperately tried to dodge, to tear through space and escape.
But in the face of that magnificent and vast sword energy, his speed was as slow as a snail.
The Qi mechanism has been completely locked.
There was no way to go to heaven, and no way to go to hell.
He could only watch helplessly as the golden light, carrying the majesty of judgment, swept past his waist.
There was no hindrance whatsoever.
There was no pause whatsoever.
It's like a hot knife slicing through butter.
"Pfft!"
A soft yet chilling thud echoed clearly from 10,000 meters above the ground.
The protective divine light of the God of Destruction was useless before that sword energy and dissipated instantly.
Immediately afterwards.
His indestructible divine body was cut in half in mid-air!
Time seemed to stand still.
The God of Destruction's expression remained one of extreme terror, even his eyes were still moving.
But his once whole body was now split in two.
The upper body continued its forward momentum, while the lower body, having lost its support, began to fall helplessly.
Until a breath later.
Golden divine blood gushed out from the wound like a fountain.
The blood rain fell from the sky, dyeing half the sky a mournful golden-red.
"Aaaaaaahh ...
A desperate, piercing scream finally echoed through the sky.
The pain of having one's body severed while still alive is something even a god-king could not endure.
The upper body of the God of Destruction tumbled wildly in the void, his hands gripping the air tightly, trying to grasp at some straw.
Internal organs slid off the broken waist, leaving a long trail of blood.
This scene is cruel and bloody, yet it possesses a chilling aesthetic of violence.
Originally, they were high and mighty law enforcers of the divine realm, who viewed all living beings as ants.
At this moment, it's like a fly that's been casually chopped off by a naughty child, struggling painfully on the edge of death.
The terrifying, ten-thousand-foot-long sword energy, after severing the God of Destruction, still possessed considerable power.
It slashed straight into the void rift.
Rumble—
A continuous series of collapse sounds came from the depths of the void rift, as if even the space of that dimension had been severely damaged by this sword strike.
Qianyu slowly withdrew her finger, and the golden light at her fingertip quietly faded away.
He remained standing in the same spot, without even moving an inch.
His expression was calm and composed.
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