Chapter 1048 - Suppress (2/2)

Roar!

However, just as the blood dragon was roaring toward the sky and celebrating its victory…

Countless golden lights seemed to flicker in the air. Thousands or ten thousand Royal Heavenly Great Palm Imprints floated in void space, emitting pressure that caused everyone’s heart to palpitate.

Fang Xingjian looked at Blood Sea who was stunned midway in his roarings and said with indifference, “You cannot be unconvinced.”

At the next moment, he pressed down his palm and the myriad of Royal Heavenly Great Palm Imprints came smashing down toward the blood dragon like many small asteroids.

In that instant, seething currents swept out in all directions, and the entire plain started to tremor. A golden light pillar soared into the sky, penetrating to the Gang Qi layer that was beyond the heavens.

Countless herdsmen were horrified when they sensed the frenzied tremors coming from the ground and the world-penetrating golden light in the distance. Thinking that the gods had become infuriated, all of the herdsmen dropped to their knees and kowtowed non-stop in Serene Mountain’s direction.

A young lady lay in prostrate on the ground. Her face was covered in tears as she kept on kissing the cracking earth.

“God, please pardon our sins.”

“Oh, mighty God! Please stop your divine punishment!”

All sorts of animals on the plains—including countless herds of sheep and cows, as well as packs of wolves—kept on releasing uneasy cries and fled in all directions to where they thought would be safe. There were groups of beasts that could be seen fleeing wildly.

With this one attack, the world changed. The many experts from the Demon Sect who were closest to the battlefield felt something even more intense.

They watched as areas of land kept soaring into the sky, the earth started to bulge up and the mountains started to sink, and large slabs of the continental crusts moved. The terrain underwent changes that would usually take several ten thousand years within several minutes.

The countenances of Heavenly Yaksha, White Asura, and the others were all very pale. It was a sign of awe and veneration toward a mighty force that was comparable to that of nature.

When everything settled down, the entire Serene Mountain and the land within a range of 500 kilometers had all become a gigantic crater.

The bottom of the crater was very smooth like someone had used a shovel on it.

This world-changing battle seemed like one that would be in legends.

At the next moment, a stream of light flashed past their eyes and Fang Xingjian once again appeared before them. There was something like a glass ball on his hand, and there was blood-red fog and a massive eye floating within it. In the eye itself, there was a blood-colored vortex spinning incessantly.

The eye seemed to contain endless feelings of vengeance and hatred like it was cursing everything in the world.

It was Blood Sea, who had been sealed up by Fang Xingjian after getting defeated.

At the sight of this scene, there was no one present who did not know that Fang Xingjian had clinched the final victory. Everyone from the Illusory Emotions Path half-kneeled down and cheered.

“Long live Your Majesty!”

“Long live Your Majesty!”

Several hundred martial arts expert cheered concurrently. Their essential Qis connected together, forming a Qi field that caused the atmosphere to seethe as if the mountains were roaring and the seas were bellowing.

The countenances of the remaining people—including Heavenly Yaksha’s group—froze up as they watched this scene awkwardly, not knowing what they should do.

Fang Xingjian’s gaze swept across them as he ordered, “From today onward, Zhao Yinglan will dominate over the Demon Sect’s seven paths and join the imperial court’s Imperial Guards. An independent group will be formed. It will be called… the Heavenly Strategies Bureau.”

After witnessing that world-shattering battle, who would still dare to resist against Fang Xingjian? Regardless of whether they were at the Tiangang Realm, Disha Realm, or Xiantian Realm, all of them lay down in prostrate, not daring to voice any objections.