1902: C1902 mass-targeted

C1902 mass-targeted

While Yang Junshan was still immersed in his speculation regarding the cultivation path after the Chaos Realm, he had already exhausted a large amount of the essence of Heaven and Earth, as well as the will of the plane, so there was no need for him to forcefully maintain the form of the fourth realm.

As a result, under the watchful and expectant gazes of the various sacred art users, the process of disintegration of the four regions of the Heaven and Earth finally began.

It was only now that Yang Junshan gradually realized that it had been almost a decade since he had immersed himself in the Body Tempering Realm.

In these ten years, other than the fourth realm of the Heaven Shaking Palace that he controlled, the rest of the 36 domains of the Fengtian realm had already disintegrated and evolved towards a complete star realm.

Since the four regions of the Heaven Shaking Palace had yet to disintegrate, that meant that the Mighty Heaven World had yet to disintegrate as well. Did that mean that the Starry Sky Great World had yet to reach perfection as well?

Yang Junshan's heart thumped in fear. If the Starry Sky major world couldn't be perfected, then wouldn't the fusion of the Bedlam Lands be delayed as well?

In fact, when Yang Junshan woke up from his cultivation, he had already received the Three Corpses Transformation from Yang Wang. The entrance he was guarding hadn't suffered any attacks yet!

The seal at the entrance to the primal chaos had not been broken, which meant that all parties had their eyes on the supreme being level cultivators and had yet to begin their assault on them.

In that case, could it also prove that the fusion of the Bedlam Lands had not happened?

Yang Junshan did not believe that there would be no movements from the fusion of the primal chaos lands.

At this moment, he immediately understood that this matter had probably already been settled.

He wasn't just delaying the Great Circle of Starry Skies and the fusion of Primal Chaos, he was also delaying the Empyreans who were at the peak of the Dao of Fusion, as well as the Immortal Path Paragons who were anxiously searching for their own paths after merging with the Primal Chaos Grounds.

Almost at the same time he sensed that something bad was about to happen, the danger had quietly arrived.

Before the spatial turbulence caused by the disintegration of the fourth region of the Palace had even ended, several tyrannical soul consciousnesses had already forcibly infiltrated into the palace. In a very tacit agreement, they had spread out in different directions, and almost instantly, the scene of the entire fourth region of the Palace had been observed.

Yang Junshan's presence was simultaneously captured by the divine cultivators' minds.

The attack followed in an instant!

The space that had been turbulent since the beginning was once again torn apart by the broadsword axe. It was as if the world was being split apart by this giant axe, and the process of the transformation of the world seemed to have accelerated.

However, just as the giant immortal axe was chopping down, a black flame suddenly ignited in the air behind Yang Junshan.

Following the pulsing of the black flames, the surrounding void started to shine strangely in the dense fog. From afar, it seemed as if the surrounding space had been enveloped by a bubble.

At the same time, a strange voice came from the void. When Yang Junshan heard this voice, he could vaguely see a cultivator with his bare upper body, waving a curved bone cane in his left hand, and was surrounded by a bonfire with gray bones as firewood, jumping around crazily like a mad demon.

At the same time, Yang Junshan suddenly felt a scorching hot feeling all over his body, and under the flame's licking, one could even hear the oil seeping out from his skin and landing on the orange sparks within the flames.

"The witch clan's Xing Tian, the devil race's Black Nightmare, and the barbarian race's High Priest!"

Yang Junshan laughed out loud, "The first move you made was to deal with three experts at the great circle of the Acupoint Charging Realm. You all value me greatly, and I am truly flattered!"

Before he finished his sentence, he saw Yang Junshan suddenly wave his arm forward, and as the void shattered, only the afterimage of his arm remained.

"Pa!" Yang Junshan's palm accurately landed on the side of the huge axe.

The huge axe was immediately deflected by the palm, flying past Yang Junshan's side, and missed its target.

Soon after, the arm that had fallen to the ground swung to the back, and a huge torrent of water twisted the void, directly blowing the dense space apart. Even the black flame was flickering, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

At the same time, he saw Yang Junshan take a deep breath and rush towards the direction of the High Priest's voice.

A white stream of air shot straight out from his mouth about ten feet away, and at this distance, layers of space were ruffled by the air flow, forming spatial ripples that spread out all the way to the space outside the fourth region of the Shock Palace. Immediately, the chanting in the air became intermittent, and the feeling of being roasted immediately disappeared.

The combined attack of the three superior cultivators of the truth realm had been dissolved by Yang Junshan in such a short time.

However, Yang Junshan didn't feel relaxed at all. On the contrary, his expression became more and more serious.0

Although the power of such a joint attack was considerable, it still had some scruples due to the fact that the four regions of the Palace had yet to completely transform, so he still had the intention of probing it.

The next three Empyreans would most likely continue to take action. Moreover, as the destruction of the fourth realm became more and more complete, their actions would also become more and more unbridled. There was even a possibility that there might be more than just these three.

Just as Yang Junshan was about to become the target of the public the moment the fourth region of the imperial palace was activated and disintegrated, Empyrean Primordius, who was already standing on the threshold of the Chaos Realm, welcomed an extremely special guest.

"The Witch clan's Grandma Meng, the Devil clan's Senior Xue Ming. This person … "Please forgive me for being a fool. Is it not the supreme senior of the Goliath race in front of me?"

Empyrean Primordius was not too surprised by the appearance of the three special existences in front of him.

The only one amongst the three who had not been recognized by Empyrean Primordius smiled and said, "I am Candle Dragon."

When he heard this person introduce himself, even a being like Empyrean Pu Yuan, he first revealed a shocked expression before saying in shock, "So it was senior Zu Long in front of me. I have truly been rude, but I did not expect senior to actually remain in the starry sky and not follow Senior Zu Long into the Primal Chaos Grounds."

Speaking up to this point, Empyrean Primordius asked once again, "However, this junior is somewhat puzzled. This little friend of the Yang family can actually make Senior Candle Dragon pay attention to him?"

Candle Dragon laughed out loud. However, there was no response. He stood in front of Empyrean Primordius to express his stance.

Empyrean Primordius turned his questioning gaze towards the other two.

Grandma Meng let out a weird laugh. Her voice sounded as frightening as an owl, "This old woman is just a junior, she's been imprisoned by this little brat. This old woman might have to make things difficult for him."

As for Empyrean Blood Underworld, he coldly said, "Since you've beaten up the little one, the old one will naturally come out!"

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