Jiang Yue’s palm moved.

It was not a slow lift, but a sudden exertion of force, like a sleeping ancient dragon suddenly opening its eyes, and a terrifying force that could destroy the world erupted instantly.

accelerate!
Speed ​​up again!!

That speed has exceeded the limit of what the mortal eye can capture, and it even tore through the constraints of space, making time seem to stand still.

It was like the sky was collapsing and the end of the world was coming.

An incomparable terrifying power, carrying the breath of death, completely enveloped the ancient corpse’s head in an instant.

The ancient corpse only felt a bone-chilling chill that quickly spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head like a poisonous snake, instantly freezing all the blood in his body.

The dead souls are all coming!

He tried his best, frantically mobilizing the little strength left in his body.

The meridians felt as painful as a balloon about to burst, as if they were about to break into pieces.

He wanted to dodge, wanted to escape from this catastrophe, this abyss of death.

However, the body felt as if it was stuck in an extremely sticky swamp, making it difficult to move.

Heavy, extremely heavy.

It was as if he was carrying an invisible mountain on his back, making it hard for him to breathe, and every inch of his muscle was screaming in pain.

Even moving a finger became extremely difficult, as if being tightly bound by invisible chains.

I can’t move at all!

Jiang Yue’s speed was really too fast, so fast that it was beyond imagination and so fast that it made people despair.

It was so fast that the ancient corpse didn’t even have time to react, and its thoughts seemed to have come to a standstill.

The terrifying pressure was so powerful that it was suffocating, like a solid mountain, suppressing down from all directions.

The space around him seemed to be completely solidified and turned into an iron barrel, leaving him with no way to hide or escape.

He could only watch helplessly as the terrifying giant palm that covered the sky and the sun, with the aura of destroying and devouring everything, pressed down towards him like a doomsday disaster.

Endless despair instantly flooded the ancient corpse’s heart like a flood that broke through a dam, mercilessly swallowing up his last glimmer of hope.

“Do not–!!!”

The ancient corpse let out a heart-wrenching, desperate roar, the sound was extremely shrill, like a wounded beast struggling and wailing on the brink of death.

The voice was filled with endless fear, as well as a hint of deep resentment and malice.

He was once a high and mighty powerful man who was crowned the king of the eighth realm. With just a stomp of his foot, the heaven and earth would tremble. He was so powerful that he was feared by everyone. How glorious and how arrogant he was!
Normally, countless weak people trembled in front of him, crawled on the ground, and looked up at his breath.

But at this moment, in front of this absolute, god-like power, he was as small as an ant, as fragile as a candle in the wind, and could only let out a desperate and powerless cry.

Everything is of no avail.

The shadow of death, like an lingering nightmare and a maggot on his tarsal bones, completely enveloped him and made him feel unprecedented fear and helplessness.

The ancient corpse realized in despair that in the face of such terrifying power, any dodging had become impossible and was a futile struggle.

His last bit of pride and dignity, the last line of defense that he had struggled to hold on to in his heart, was crushed to pieces and completely collapsed in the face of Jiang Yue’s god-like power.

Only hard resistance!

Perhaps, in that tiny, almost non-existent gap, there is still a trace, just a trace of hope!

No matter how slim or illusory the hope is, he must not sit there and wait for death, and he must not surrender!

He clenched his teeth suddenly, his eye sockets instantly filled with blood, and bloodshot veins covered his eyeballs like hideous earthworms, making him look terrifying and crazy.

Fight to the death!
Like a drowning man grasping at a straw, he desperately mobilized the little strength left in his body.

Squeeze out every last bit, every last drop of potential, like squeezing out a dried-up sponge.

Like a trapped beast that is forced into a desperate situation, it bursts out with its final madness and final roar.

All the strength, like a flood breaking through a dam, was madly poured into the broken Dharma body.

He attempted to condense an indestructible defensive barrier before death came. Even if he could not completely withstand the force of Jiang Yue’s terrifying attack, he had to weaken its power as much as possible.

Fight for yourself, for that glimmer of hope that is so slim that it is almost non-existent!

The shadow of the Dharma body suddenly appeared behind him, emitting a faint light, swaying like a candle in the wind.

Although it still seemed illusory and ethereal, under the ancient corpse’s crazy and desperate urging, it began to solidify rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

An extremely powerful and heart-pounding aura began to slowly emanate from the phantom of the Dharma body, like a dormant volcano about to erupt, containing energy that could destroy the world.

That is the powerful force belonging to a powerful king in the eighth realm, which is enough to change the color of the sky and the earth, make the sun and the moon lose their light, and make the stars fall.

but.

too slow!
Everything is too slow!!
Jiang Yue’s attack was as powerful as thunder and lightning, unstoppable and terrifying.

He was not given any chance to fully activate his Dharma body and complete his defense.

The giant palm of the Dharmakaya, which was ten thousand feet long, carried the force of the collapse of heaven and the split of earth, and fell down like a falling star.

He slapped the ancient corpse hard!
It’s like a sacred mountain pressing down on you, causing Mount Tai to collapse!

It is also like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky, vast and boundless!

The power is so majestic and vast, like an endless ocean, beyond all imagination in the world, unstoppable and unmatched!

“Click——”

A crisp and chilling sound of shattering suddenly rang out, echoing between heaven and earth, making people shudder. It was not the dull sound of flesh and blood being torn apart, but the piercing sound of the Dharma body shattering, like the shattering of a mirror!
The ancient corpse had just used all his strength to burn his essence and blood to activate the phantom of his Dharma body.

It hasn’t even fully manifested its complete form yet, it’s just a prototype.

It is under this extremely terrifying giant palm that is beyond all cognition.

Like fragile porcelain, like vulnerable bubbles, it burst in an instant!
It turned into countless fragments, like flying glass shards. Under the impact of the violent force, it dissipated into the void without leaving a trace.

Dharma body is broken!
The strongest defense method of the eighth-level king!
In front of Jiang Yue.

It was so vulnerable, as fragile as paper, and as ridiculous as a mantis trying to stop a chariot!
Vulnerable! !

In the eyes of the ancient corpse, there was still a faint glimmer of hope, like a candle in the wind.

At the moment when the Dharma body was shattered, it was completely extinguished and turned into a dead and silent darkness!

Instead.

It was endless despair, opening its bloody mouth like an abyss, swallowing up everything he had. His soul, will, hope, and light were all mercilessly devoured by the darkness, leaving only boundless fear, which spread wildly in his heart like overgrown weeds, occupying all his consciousness.

He felt his soul trembling, as if he heard the footsteps of the god of death and saw the god of death grinning coldly and cruelly at him, waving the sickle in his hand, ready to reap his life.

There seemed to be two balls of golden flames burning in Jiang Yue’s eyes. His fiery fighting spirit erupted like a volcano, and his aura continued to rise, as if he was an ancient god of war who was about to go to war.

He took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, the blood in his body rushing like a wild horse, making a deafening roar and galloping endlessly, each beat bringing with it a force like a tsunami.

With a thought, Jiang Yue pushed the supreme fighting magic to its limit. The meridians in his body were like steel tempered by fire, tough and strong, continuously delivering surging energy.

In an instant, every pore on Jiang Yue’s body burst into dazzling golden light, like the rising sun, illuminating the dim sky and earth, making him look like a golden deity, sacred and inviolable.

The vast and majestic energy, like a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years, suddenly erupted, gushing out from Jiang Yue’s body like a torrent bursting through a dam, instantly filling the world. The space seemed to be unable to bear the burden and groaned in pain.

The void let out a wail as if it could not bear the heavy burden and began to shake violently, as if it would collapse and shatter at any time, forming visible ripples that spread in all directions.

Under the shining golden divine light, Jiang Yue’s body was as tall as a mountain, and every inch of his skin flowed with explosive power. He was like a god descending to the earth, majestic and inviolable, and awe-inspiring.

Jiang Yue slowly raised his arm and clenched his five fingers into a fist. The movement seemed slow, but it contained a suffocating sense of oppression, as if all the power of heaven and earth was concentrated on his fist.

There was a crackling sound between the knuckles, which was a manifestation of extreme concentration of strength. It seemed to contain terrifying energy that could destroy the world. Once it exploded, it would be enough to collapse mountains and rivers and shatter the void.

On the tip of the fist, the golden light condensed into substance like liquid, and like a blazing golden flame, it jumped unsteadily and emitted a heart-pounding hot breath, and the surrounding air seemed to be distorted by the burning.

That is the power of the Fighting Immortal Technique, which is extremely strong and masculine, and extremely domineering. It represents the ultimate attack and destruction, and can destroy all obstacles and suppress all evil spirits. It is one of the most powerful forces in the world.

Feeling the terrifying aura of gods and demons coming from Jiang Yue, the last glimmer of hope in the ancient corpse’s eyes was completely extinguished, and was replaced by boundless despair, drowning him like a tide.

He knew very well that in the face of such a terrifying force, all his struggles would be in vain, and his fate of death was already determined without any suspense.

The shadow of death, like an lingering nightmare, has completely enveloped him. The icy chill has penetrated deep into his bones, causing his soul to tremble.

However, a flame of unwillingness still burned in the ancient corpse’s heart. He was unwilling to die like this, and he was unwilling to accept this tragic ending.

He still wants to live, he still has an unfinished mission, he still wants to avenge the Beast God Cult and tear into pieces all those who dare to offend the Beast God Cult!
Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he will fight to the death. Even if he is torn to pieces, he will break free from the cage of death!

The ancient corpse let out an extremely shrill roar, the sound was sharp and piercing, like a wounded beast struggling to death in despair and madness, it was creepy.

He was like a moth to a flame, madly burning the remaining blood and essence, squeezing out the last bit of strength in his body in an attempt to fight a final battle.

He thought that he could withstand Jiang Yue’s fatal blow which was like a punishment from heaven, but he didn’t know that in the face of the absolute power gap, all his struggles seemed pale and powerless, extremely ridiculous.

However, it is futile to try to stop a chariot with a mantis arm.

Jiang Yue’s fist was like a meteor streaking through the night sky. With unparalleled terrifying power, it tore through the air, made a sharp sonic boom, and slammed down on the ancient corpse’s head.

This punch condensed all of Jiang Yue’s strength, and was filled with his belief in victory and endless anger towards the evil forces. He was determined to completely wipe out the sinful ancient corpse before him!

There are no fancy techniques, no unnecessary movements, only pure strength and overwhelming power.

“Boom——!!!” A deafening sound was heard, like the explosion of a divine thunder from the sky, resounding through the clouds, making people’s eardrums buzz and their souls tremble.

The violent force was like a tsunami that broke through a dam. With Jiang Yue’s fist as the center, it raged wildly in all directions, destroying everything in its path and reducing everything to dust.

The surrounding space, like a glass mirror that could not bear the weight, broke into pieces, spider-web-like cracks appeared, and finally shattered completely, turning into nothingness, revealing a deep and dark void.

The hard ground was directly crushed by this terrifying force, forming an extremely huge deep pit, like a meteorite from outer space hitting the ground, shocking and terrifying.

Under Jiang Yue’s punch that contained the power to destroy the world, the body of the ancient corpse was as fragile as paper. It instantly collapsed and shattered into pieces, turning into a blood mist.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, bones were broken, and fragments of internal organs were splashed everywhere. The scene was extremely bloody, horrible, and disgusting.

The ancient corpse didn’t even have time to let out a shrill scream before it completely fell to the ground, turning into a pile of blurry flesh and collapsing on the ground like mud, without any sound.

The air was filled with a strong and pungent smell of blood, which made people want to vomit, as if they were in the Asura hell.

Jiang Yue stood proudly in the void, the golden light around him slowly dissipated, his robes rustling in the strong wind, like an ancient god of war fighting in a bloody battle, majestic and imposing.

He slowly retracted his fist, his eyes were cold and calm, like a deep cold pond, without the slightest ripple, as if he had just done something insignificant, killing an Eighth Realm King was as easy as crushing an ant to him.

Jiang Yue slowly turned around, his eyes as sharp as an eagle’s, and scanned the surroundings. After confirming that there were no remaining threats, he slowly exhaled a breath, and his tense nerves relaxed slightly.

At this point, the two high-ranking powerful men of the Beast God Cult both died here and were completely destroyed, paying the price for the heinous crimes they committed.

The shadow of death hanging over everyone’s heads finally dissipated, and the crisis was completely resolved.

The ecstasy of surviving the disaster surged into everyone’s hearts like a tide, and the excitement that had been suppressed for so long finally broke out.

Everyone looked at Jiang Yue with eyes filled with awe and gratitude, as if they were looking up to a god, and their reverence was beyond words.

They knew very well that if Jiang Yue had not come down to earth like a god and turned the tide, they would have become food for the ancient corpses, with nothing left of their bodies.

Jiang Yue is their savior, their hope for survival, and the guardian angel in their hearts. (End of this chapter)