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161: Fushan Crossing the Sea (Thanks to the old book fans who have been reading books for a long time for the reward)Buzz~~~

The ear-piercing tremor, accompanied by a sharp hum, made the soldiers of the Huai Country army instinctively cover their ears, but it was useless; large numbers of soldiers collapsed to the ground, wailing in pain.

A transparent, circular space expanded outwards from the point of collision of the four individuals, destroying everything in its path, reducing everything within that space to tiny particles.

This was an overlapping space created by the clash of spatial forces; two different frequencies of spatial tremors appearing simultaneously in one location, like two blades repeatedly tearing, causing this phenomenon of universal destruction.

Boom—!

Finally, the overlapping space could no longer withstand the massive burst of energy and directly exploded, sending transparent spatial fragments scattering like arrows.

The Master of Jinyu Pavilion and the other two retreated rapidly, a flicker of apprehension in their eyes.

Too strong!

Qin Jiang’s Physical Body strength was simply too outrageous; even Dragon Clan members or Titan Divine Oxen of the same Rank would never possess such a powerful Physical Body!

Is this guy really not some special transformed Yao Race member?

“Amazing! As expected of you! A Rank Seven fighting a Rank Eight, even in the Late Stage of Divine Martial, he can still cross Realms! I underestimated you!”

The Master of Jinyu Pavilion shouted, raising his right hand high. Infinite black Qi emerged from the Void Realm, gathering in his palm like a vortex.

Before long, apaint black orb appeared in his hand.

The Chief of the Crimson Phoenix Division’s expression changed slightly, “You brought it!”

This black orb was called the Soul-Sealing Pearl, the Master of Jinyu Pavilion’s Natal Divine Artifact. He forged it from the remnants of the Yao Race from back then, supplemented with various metal and stone treasures. It was only half a step away from being a True Divine Artifact!

Normally, it was nurtured in the Myriad Burials Valley, seeking an opportunity to Breakthrough into a True Divine Artifact. He didn’t expect him to bring it this time.

The Master of Jinyu Pavilion nodded slightly. In truth, he hadn’t planned to bring it, but he had no choice. If he couldn’t kill Qin Jiang this time, His Highness had said he would give Qin Jiang a chance.

If Qin Jiang was willing to pledge allegiance to His Highness, his future status would undoubtedly be above his, which he could not tolerate.

Holding the Soul-Sealing Pearl, a feeling of Bloodline connection came, even with a hint of spiritual fluctuation.

This Soul-Sealing Pearl was already close to developing a tool spirit; at that point, it could begin its transformation into a True Divine Artifact.

It could be said that with the Soul-Sealing Pearl in his hand, he was equivalent to two Peak Divine Warrior experts combined into one, with a qualitative change in his combat power.

“Sect Leader Qin, you are truly strong. I have never seen a Prodigy like you. Killing you is truly a regrettable matter.” He spoke softly.

The indifferent voice pierced through space, clearly audible even within Wanghai City.

The Third Elder’s expression changed drastically. He hurriedly sent out the sea-stabilizing pearl in his hand, shouting, “Junior Brother! Take the Divine Artifact!”

Without a Divine Artifact in hand, there was an inherent disadvantage, and in such a major battle, any disadvantage was fatal!

Qin Jiang raised his hand slightly, and the sea-stabilizing pearl fell into his hand.

Seeing this, the Third Elder on the city wall breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The next second, before he could finish exhaling and while his body was still in a relaxed state, a dazzling golden light erupted from the shores of the Mo Sea, so bright that even he felt it was blinding.

In the distance, on the shores of the Mo Sea, a golden sun rose from the ground, faintly revealing the phantom image of a golden bell within.

He couldn’t stop trembling, “The eighth layer! Divine Sun Golden Bell! My Junior Brother has mastered the eighth layer!”

Inside the Mo Sea warship, Fushan looked at the golden sun in the mirror with some surprise.

“Good kid, he’s truly a monster! How long has it been, and he’s already entered Rank Eight!”

He shook his head slightly, with a hint of regret. Rank Eight, known as the Peak of Divine Martial, had trapped countless Prodigies for a lifetime.

Even he had spent nearly a hundred years to go from Rank Seven to Rank Eight.

Despite this, he was still called a Young True God.

An old man of four or five hundred years being called a Young True God showed just how extraordinary he was, a Realm that ordinary Divine Warriors would pursue their entire lives without reaching!

Dong~~~

The heavy toll of the bell reverberated, and spatial cracks spread for a thousand miles.

Qin Jiang held the golden bell with one hand, tossing it slightly forward, and the golden sun slowly descended.

The Master of Jinyu Pavilion stood stunned, holding the Soul-Sealing Pearl. Beside him, the Chief of the Crimson Phoenix Division and another Rank Seven Divine Warrior transformed into two divine lights and shot into the distance.

But they only flew a few tens of meters before being held in place, unable to advance any further!

The Chief of the Crimson Phoenix Division was filled with shock, “How is this possible?! Merely with his Aura, he can solidify space?! Is this something a Divine Warrior can achieve?!”

On the other side, the Rank Seven Divine Warrior transferred from the border army was slightly stronger and was still struggling fiercely, swinging his axe, but it had no effect.

Whoosh—!

Dense black Qi diffused outwards. The Master of Jinyu Pavilion raised the Soul-Sealing Pearl in his hand, and countless streams of black Qi burst forth, appearing as agonizingly wailing human faces.

Those were the souls of the dead, which he had captured into the Soul-Sealing Pearl before they could dissipate, becoming its nourishment, never to be reborn.

Dong—!

Blazing golden light shone, and golden light pillars pierced through the black mist. The black mist human faces dissipated the moment they touched the golden light, leaving behind wails in the Void Realm.

The Master of Jinyu Pavilion’s face was contorted in a grimace. He looked at the Soul-Sealing Pearl in his hand, his heart hardening, and he ruthlessly crushed it!

In an instant, black mist, several times more turbulent than before, surged out violently, barely blocking the descending golden bell.

After a few breaths of stalemate, the golden bell was gradually swallowed by the black mist, but there was no joy on the Master of Jinyu Pavilion’s face.

He looked up at the sky, where dark clouds were gradually gathering, and streaks of lightning flashed within them.

This was not a natural disaster caused by the shattering of the Soul-Sealing Pearl, but a Heavenly Tribulation triggered by the resentment of countless wronged souls.

It was fortunate that the Soul-Sealing Pearl had already shattered; otherwise, this Heavenly Tribulation would have already fallen.

But this was only a temporary delay. The true target of those wronged souls was himself!

The collective power of sentient beings’ thoughts should not be underestimated; this Heavenly Tribulation was enough to severely injure him! He already didn’t have much chance of winning; if he were severely injured, he might as well just wait for death!

In the distance, the Chief of the Crimson Phoenix Division and the Rank Seven border Divine Warrior exchanged glances, then transformed into streaks of light and flew to his side.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to leave, but they knew that if they left now, King Huai and the Grand Marshal would not let them off lightly.

The Master of Jinyu Pavilion glanced at the two and snorted coldly, “We must go all out later; only then will we have a chance to survive! Those who fear death will only die!”

The Chief of the Crimson Phoenix Division remained silent, quietly removing her hairpin. Her black hair fell loose, and the hairpin transformed into a blood-red longsword.

The Rank Seven border Divine Warrior also took a bow stance, raising his giant axe diagonally behind him, with Qi circulating around his body.

Across from them, Qin Jiang shook his head with some disappointment. This Fushan was truly patient.

Looking at the Master of Jinyu Pavilion and the other two, he thought, since that’s the case, these three are useless.

After he killed these three guys and slaughtered the Huai Country army, he didn’t believe Fushan would still be able to sit still!

He raised his hand, and a human-shaped phantom appeared behind him. The human-shaped phantom had no imposing Aura; it merely slowly raised its hand.

The Master of Jinyu Pavilion’s expression changed drastically, and he couldn’t help but exclaim in shock, “True Spirit Phantom! He’s about to become a God! This is bad! Run!”

He would die! He would absolutely die!

Who the hell would have thought that this guy was actually a demigod!

“Hahahahaha! Unbelievable! Truly unbelievable! I’ve lived for a thousand years, and I can still witness such excellent talent as yours!”

Above the Mo Sea, Fushan laughed loudly, and a majestic divine phantom rose behind him, crossing the sea.

Taking medicine.