Sold out instantly!
A peerless saint, a figure at the pinnacle of the 29th Heaven of Sendai, was instantly killed by a blade of grass!
At this moment, everyone in the divine city was shocked, speechless, and even doubted whether they were hallucinating!
"Senior Nangong is invincible!"
Many people in the Jiang family were excited and shouted. They never expected this outside helper to be so powerful or have such terrifying combat strength. He destroyed a Saint Lord with a wave of his hand!
The other twelve Holy Lords were all deeply shaken. The visual impact was too astonishing. That older man was incredibly powerful, no weaker than them, yet he met such a tragic end.
"What kind of divine magic is this? A mere blade of grass possesses such divine power!"
Many people were surprised, partly by how terrifying Nangong Zheng was, and partly by the divine magic he used. Even a blade of grass could be made to look so powerful!
"He... he's actually this powerful!"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Could he possibly be comparable to Jiang Taixu of yesteryear?"
"Could this Nangong Zheng be the reincarnation of the Great Emperor?"
At this moment, the twelve Venerable Lords' expressions were uncertain, as ugly as if they had eaten a dead child. Clearly, Nangong Zheng's terrifying power far exceeded their expectations.
"What's there to be afraid of? No matter how strong he is, he's still just one person. If we attack together, even if he's the reincarnation of an emperor, he'll still die a miserable death!" someone said coldly.
At this moment, the twelve Holy Lords also calmed down. They were no ordinary people after all. If all twelve of them came out together, they could blow the sky away. Could it be that Nangong Zheng really could defy the heavens?
"Nangong Zheng, you have truly impressed us. Now we will send you on your way. Rest assured, you will not be alone. Soon, God King Jiang will accompany you on the road to the Yellow Springs. Rest in peace!"
The thirteen powerful figures stepped forward together, almost causing the underground palace to collapse. Their terrifying pressure swept away everything in their path, like a vast ocean sweeping across the sky.
"Fellow Daoist Nangong, please be careful and retreat into the underground palace immediately. Our clan has the Great Emperor's array pattern, which can temporarily hold them off for a while."
At that moment, Nangong Zheng suddenly received a telepathic message from Jiang Yun, who instructed him to retreat and guard the Dragon Transformation Pool.
"No need, these petty scoundrels are not worth mentioning," Nangong Zheng replied, adding that he had a way to deal with them.
"Slay Nangong, kill the God King!" the Holy Lords shouted in unison.
"Even if they come in droves, what waves can they stir up? They're nothing but withered bones in a tomb!" Nangong Zheng sneered.
A flash of light appeared in his hand, and celestial radiance shone forth, illuminating the nine heavens!
In his hand, a small tree appeared, no more than a foot tall, crystal clear and incredibly translucent, radiating chaotic energy and celestial mist, exceptionally splendid.
In Nangong Zheng's eyes, these Holy Lords were not strong at all; they were basically just nourishment for saplings.
Instead of retreating, Nangong Zheng advanced, transforming into a beam of immortal light. The small tree tore through the sky, striking like the most terrifying lightning bolt, rushing into the crowd and killing everyone.
"How dare you!"
"presumptuous!"
Suddenly, two angry roars rang out, and two large hands slammed down towards Nangong Zheng. One hand was as clear as jade, and the other was as red as blood. These were two powerful Holy Lords who attacked Nangong Zheng in the first instant.
"I'll chop off your claws!"
Nangong Zheng smiled faintly, waved the small tree, and the chaotic sword energy surged, chopping off the two large hands, blood gushing out high.
However, this was not the end. Nangong Zheng swung the small tree and charged directly at the two of them!
puff!
Blood gushed into the sky as a holy lord was shattered by the small tree, his bones broken and flesh mangled, exploding into the void and returning to darkness!
The other holy master was so frightened that he turned to leave, but Nangong Zheng did not give him the chance.
The sapling flew out, its weight immense, like an ancient pagoda pressing down.
"Ah..." the man screamed, but it was no use. His whole body crumbled inch by inch, blood gushing out, leaving only his head.
Immediately, Nangong Zheng spun around, kicked out, and stomped on the Holy Lord's head, crushing him into a pulp, even pulverizing his primordial spirit.
With a sweep of its hand, the sapling drew in strands of blood, transforming them into wisps of divine substance that seeped into its interior, becoming nourishment.
"So weak, yet so arrogant," Nangong Zheng said indifferently.
He looked at his sapling, which was now emitting a faint glow. It had extracted a lot of blood, which had brought considerable benefits to the sapling.
However, he also sensed that the blood extracted by these Holy Lords seemed inferior to that of the ancient creatures and did not have the same effect.
"This is practically a plant version of the 'Devouring Heaven Demon Art'!" He nodded to himself, eager to see what this tree would become in the future.
Seeing Nangong Zheng display his power, the remaining ten people couldn't help but retreat. The opponent killed the Holy Lord so forcefully, as if he hadn't paid any price. In the blink of an eye, only ten of them remained out of the thirteen.
Nangong Zheng's combat prowess was astonishing. Such methods stunned everyone. The remaining ten people retreated again, looking at Nangong Zheng with goosebumps all over.
"What an invincible Nangong Zheng!"
"He's killed two more Saint Lords! That's terrifying! Could it be that he's already broken through to become a Saint?"
"Nangong Zheng is probably the number one person in the Eastern Wilderness now! Unless the God King is completely resurrected!"
Within the divine city, many powerful figures, such as Yaochi and the Ji family, silently observed the battle, animatedly discussing it and expressing their amazement.
"Who else wants to test their skills?" Nangong Zheng said calmly, holding a small tree in his hand. His eyes were sharp, like a divine sword drawn from its sheath, revealing its full power. He glanced at the retreating crowd, a playful smile appearing on his lips.
When Nangong Zheng's gaze swept over them, they couldn't help but tremble, a strange chill rising in their hearts.
"Hehehe, what a rich life force!" A sudden voice rang out, accompanied by constant coughing, as if the person might die at any moment.
In the sky, an older man appeared, trembling and frail. His hair, which was as thin as wild grass, consisted of only a few dozen strands, sparse and resembling old tree bark.
Almost everyone was stunned, staring incredulously at the suddenly appearing older man.
"A great medicine for the human body!" The strange older man who suddenly appeared stared at Nangong Zheng with a burning desire.
"Who are you!" a holy master asked, looking at the strange old man with suspicion and uncertainty.
Four thousand years have passed since the dream of immortality. Indeed, time has been too long. Has the World forgotten me? Speaking of which, I am an old friend of Jiang Taixu. I have come here to send him on his way!" the old monster said.
The ten Holy Lords all froze. This was an old monster who had lived for over 4,000 years and was a contemporary of the God King. This seniority was simply terrifying.
"Little one, I can sense the boundless vitality within your body. Could it be that you have consumed a divine medicine? If it could consume you, its effects would surely be limitless!"
The old monster staggered, turned to look at Nangong Zheng, and couldn't help but lick his lips.
His body was occasionally enveloped in wisps of black mist, carrying a heavy aura of death, like a corpse crawling out of a grave.
Everyone was shocked; this person actually wanted to devour Nangong Zheng!
Nangong Zheng frowned slightly. This old monster was extraordinary. He cultivated the Longevity Technique, and his blood energy was abundant, even more so than that of ordinary Dao-slaying experts. This person actually wanted to devour him!
"Dead men should stay in their graves and not crawl out! I don't mind making you disappear completely!" Nangong Zheng's eyes flashed with a chilling light, very intimidating, as he stared at the old monster.