Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 413 I'm Invincible Below the Super Grade! (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking follow-up subscriptions!)
As soon as Salun Agu finished speaking, the three people and the beast launched their attack almost simultaneously.

Gara Tree, confident in its unparalleled defense, charged at its fastest speed. Its Vajra Wrathful Appearance merged with its body, doubling its power, and it unleashed a punch at Wu Xian.

The White Emperor opened his gaping maw full of fangs, seemingly about to bite Wu Xian's body to pieces and devour him.

Salun Agu seemed to be the slowest, using the White Emperor's massive body as cover, but when he reappeared, he flashed behind Wu Xian and raised the sheep-driving whip in his hand to strike.

This whip is called the God-Slaying Whip. It can extract a person's soul and severely injure them. Even the Yang God of the Taoist sect dares not take it head-on.

Faced with the attacks from the three, Wu Xian's response was quite simple and brutal.

He raised his right hand, fingers spread, and met Gara Tree's fist.

But the instant they made contact, he enveloped the mountain-shaking force of the punch, and then quickly deflected and neutralized it, using the opponent's force against them to swing the entire Gara Tree up, drawing a beautiful yet violent arc in the air, and smashing it down on Bai Di and Salun Agu like a sledgehammer.

The absolute defense below the highest grade became the most terrifying weapon at this moment. Accompanied by two muffled sounds of metal clashing, the man and the beast were directly blasted away more than a thousand meters away.

Strike while the iron is hot; Wu Xian will not give the enemy time to react in battle.

So, while channeling his energy to disrupt the meridians and acupoints of the Gara tree, he activated the teleportation fire ring, from which Salen Agu and the White Emperor flew out.

“Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!!!!”

Wu Xian wildly waved his arms, ignoring the roars and howls around him, silently chanting "Big hammer eighty, small hammer forty," and began to unleash the legendary Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique.

The Gara Tree seemed to transform into afterimages, colliding with the White Emperor and Salun Agu who flew out of the fire circle thousands of times in just a dozen seconds.

A fleeting moment of light and fire, a moment of dazzling brilliance.

Putting everything else aside, just looking at this madman-like appearance, even if it were Tang Shenwang himself, let alone Tang Shenwang's father, he would have to give a thumbs up and praise him for his professionalism.

“Buzz——————!!!”

The first to rebel was the Gara tree bodhisattva, who was being used as a hammer.

With a roar, he manifested the Immovable King in mid-air, his weight increasing a hundredfold in an instant, forcing Wu Xian to slow down his hammer swing.

Amidst the roar of the beast, the White Emperor, whose face was already bruised and swollen, opened his toothless maw and bit down on the Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree, carrying him away for over a hundred meters.

At the same time, the great wizard, who had also steadied himself, swung his sheep-driving whip downwards like a knife.

The long whip, crackling with lightning, fell down. Wu Xian dodged to the side, but the earth behind him was cleaved open by an invisible force, creating a black crack hundreds of feet long and of unknown depth.

Stone chips flew everywhere, and the entire ground trembled violently as if a deep abyss canyon had been created out of thin air.

Following this attack, the great wizard was met with a barrage of rapid and devastating assaults.

*Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap* —!!
Amidst the smoke and dust, the blood-soaked great wizard retreated, his fists and feet striking each other like phantoms, each strike as loud as thunder.

Only then did he realize how terrifying it was to fight Wu Xian in close combat.

The young man before me, every strike was both unpredictable and fierce. He seemed to be good at speed, but the power contained in his punches and kicks was like thunder, and he invaded his opponent's body in a way that was too precise to imagine, causing pain to penetrate to the bone marrow.

Moreover, no matter how Salen Agu mobilized the power of heaven and earth to assist him in trying to disrupt the rhythm of the battle, the opponent's speed and strength would increase accordingly, overwhelming him once again, as if there was no end in sight.

Fortunately, Salen Agu was not fighting alone. After fighting Wu Xian for about half a minute, Bai Di and Jialuo Shu, who had recovered some of their injuries, joined the battle and immediately relieved a lot of the pressure on him.

The two humans and one beast communicated with each other through divine sense for a moment. In the end, the Gara Tree took the lead in defense, the White Emperor took the lead in attack, and Salun Agu sniped from the side. This combination could be used for close combat or to interfere with Wu Xian with the power of heaven and earth.

Although the three lacked tacit understanding and could not exert a force greater than three, they managed to maintain a cooperative relationship without hindering each other.

"Haha! Very good, finally it feels like a real battle!!"

Wu Xian was not surprised but delighted. His already high aura continued to rise, far exceeding what an ordinary first-grade expert should have. However, his aura was still only third-grade, which puzzled Salun Agu and the others, and they couldn't help but feel a little scared.

And so, the four engaged in an unprecedented battle, the likes of which hadn't been seen in five hundred years. Their figures clashed, fists and kicks flew, and dazzling special effects of divine powers were unleashed as if they were free. In an instant, the sky darkened, and various natural disasters and strange phenomena occurred frequently. Even Chuzhou City, hundreds of miles away, and the northern demon and barbarian tribes were affected, with violent tremors emanating from the ground.

The roaring sounds were complex and varied, sometimes like pearls falling onto a plate, sometimes like mountains cracking open. Just listening to them was enough to make one's mind and spirit tremble and one's heart uneasy.

Click——! !

He didn't know how much time had passed, but he heard the sound of bones cracking in his ears.

His aged face suddenly changed, and he realized that his body had reached its limit.

Admittedly, wizards can summon and control all the power of a hero's spirit through rituals, but wizards themselves have limitations.

For example, Salun Agu might be confident in killing a second-rank martial artist, but that doesn't mean he's physically stronger than one.

Especially in such intense combat, as injuries continued to worsen, this hidden danger finally erupted and began to backfire on him.

Wu Xian seized the opportunity, and with a roar, punched the sheep-driving whip out of Salun Agu's hand. The remaining force struck Salun Agu, causing him to vomit blood and fly backward. The heroic spirit of the Great Zhou Prince behind him began to dissipate.

The next tree to be knocked away was the Gara tree.

At the cost of enduring the White Emperor's attack, Wu Xian fully activated the "Nine Yin Nine Yang Heaven and Earth Great Luo Chapter," causing all 365 acupoints in his body to shine brightly, unleashing the power of Yin and Yang, which condensed into a punch that slammed forward.

Boom!
A massive vacuum cavity appeared out of thin air as the fists collided, and visible waves of air swept outwards at speeds exceeding sonic booms.

The Vajra Wrathful Eyes and the Immovable King Dharma Image behind Gara Tree shattered instantly, and he was sent flying backward, his skin cracking from his arms down, blood gushing from his body.

In the end, only Bai Di remained, and naturally he was no match for Wu Xian. The defeat of one companion after another also brought him immense pressure.

Although it was just an avatar, cultivating it to the first rank was extremely difficult. It did not want to lose this avatar here, especially since it had no hope of winning and was already thinking of escaping.

However, Wu Xian would not let it go. With a long roar, he activated the True Phoenix Treasure Technique and struck the White Emperor with a True Phoenix Seal.

"Phoenix!!"

As the fiery divine bird swooped down, the White Emperor... or rather, the Desolate One, was suddenly reminded of an extremely unpleasant memory. Losing his focus, he was struck hard by the True Phoenix Seal, half of his body was blown apart, and he let out a shrill scream.

"From this day forward, I am invincible below the highest grade!!"

No one refuted Wu Xian's arrogant and domineering words, simply because what set off those words was the sight of three peak-level first-rank experts falling to the ground.

With such an astonishing record, no matter what he says, it won't be considered boastful.

Salun Agu coughed up blood again, but the next second, he began to form hand seals, his voice booming like a bell, echoing throughout the heavens and earth: "Offer a sacrifice to the Witch God."

……

In the Witch God Cult thousands of miles away, hundreds of witches seemed to have received some kind of signal, and simultaneously used sharp weapons to cut their wrists, letting their primordial blood flow out.

Then, the blood transformed into a crimson glow, drifting towards a hidden valley and merging into the sculpture that had been worshipped by wizards for thousands of years.

On the altar, the sculpture of the shaman god cracked, spewing out fine stone fragments.

A wisp of black smoke emerged from between the sculpture's eyebrows, obscuring the sky and blocking out the scorching sun and blue sky, turning day into night.

Immediately afterwards, the wisp of black smoke pierced through the void and arrived in the wasteland a thousand miles away in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, a blazing sun suddenly rose over Mount Aranya, a sacred Buddhist site in the Western Regions.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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