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Chapter 486 The Great Sage Unleashes His Mighty Cudgel, Clearing the Sky of Dust (24)

Moro's face was so dark it could drip water, and he roared coldly, "Are you all so arrogant?!"

However, his words were quickly drowned out by the violent surge of energy.

A vast, boundless cloud of blood rose up.

But it was quickly torn to shreds.

No law can be shaken before absolute destructive power.

The two collided, unleashing a dazzling light that was too bright to look at directly.

The light was like the sun exploding, illuminating the eighteen levels of hell.

The aftershocks of energy, like a raging tsunami, swept outwards in all directions.

Wherever it went, the ground instantly turned to dust, the walls of the Yama's Palace collapsed under its force, and the stones were shattered into fine dust that flew everywhere.

Half an hour later.

Zheng Zha spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire body charred black, and collapsed to the ground in a sorry state.

Yang Jian became incredibly ethereal, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Zhuang Boshi and Zhao Yingkong supported each other, barely managing to stand still.

Zhuang Boshi's divine eyes dimmed considerably, and the black runes on Zhao Yingkong's body also dissipated significantly.

Even if Moro is not a High Saint, he still possesses the essence of a High Saint, and his combat strength is at least equivalent to that of an ordinary Initial Saint!

He possesses at least dozens of advanced laws, such as the ability to control time, infinite invasion, infinite restart, and infinite wishing.

In a direct confrontation, even with all their skills, they could only barely deplete Moro's strength.

If Moro hadn't been unable to kill, thus limiting his fighting ability, they would have been dead long ago.

Moro seemed to be in slightly better condition, except that the hem of his clothes was a little dirty.

But his breathing became extremely unstable, and a hint of shock was revealed in his eyes.

He hadn't expected that the attacks these people were putting in with all their might could cause him such great damage.

He's a saint!
But of the four people in front of them, one was a puppet whose Heavenly Dao fragment had stolen the Dark Runes.

The remaining three had not even reached the level of a near-saint.

How could someone possibly possess such power!

"Is there any other way, Doctor?" Zhao Yingkong asked weakly.

Even with all their might, the four of them couldn't defeat this saint-level opponent on the enemy's home turf.

Although Moro's methods were not as sophisticated as those of the saints, he also lacked the ability to kill directly.

However, he can use supernatural powers to restrict and suppress several people.

This is only an incomplete version of Moro. If those three demons were to stand beside him, he would have absolutely no chance of winning.

"Out of options?" Moro sneered, and with a wave of his hand, a giant mountain reappeared from the void, pressing down directly on Dr. Zhuang and Zhao Yingkong.

In that instant, a thousand thoughts flashed through my mind.

Facing the overwhelming pressure of Mount Tai.

Zhuang Boshi pulled Zhao Yingkong into a tight embrace: "Yingkong, trust me."

Immediately, the giant mountain completely buried the two of them under the grave soil.

Moro, expressionless, returned to the ruins, opened the Book of Life and Death, and quietly awaited the arrival of the final moment.

Yang Jian stood up shakily.

His form was constantly dissolving, and the last bit of power of the world's will was about to dissipate. Once it did, no one would be able to stop Moro.

Just then, the mountain suddenly trembled violently, emitting a deafening sound.

Moro suddenly stood up, looking at the mountain with a shocked expression.

According to his foresight, they would have no way to escape his suppression. Even if they wanted to break free from it, they would have to wait until he obliterated the world's will. By then, the outcome would be set and nothing could be changed.

Suddenly, a golden light, like the sun, burst forth from the core of the giant mountain!
Fragments rained down like a storm, each one mixed with fragments of dark runes, exploding into countless streams of fire in mid-air.

Moro's pupils contracted sharply; he foresaw an extremely horrific future.

“Those who disrespect me—” he was about to say something.

Before he could finish speaking, a figure burning with golden light burst forth, and a long, luminous staff swept across like lightning.

Along the trajectory of the giant club's sweeping motion, the air was compressed into a sonic boom cloud visible to the naked eye.

The spirits of the dead are in great distress!

In an instant, he left the spot.

boom!
His afterimage was swept away, and the ruins of the Yama Palace behind him exploded on the spot. Everything within a three-kilometer diameter was shredded into basic particles by the long staff, and even the karmic fire was compressed into specks of light that floated in the air. "You escaped pretty fast." A pretty young female voice said, but it was completely different from the previous tone.

When the dust settled, the girl reappeared, but more black runes appeared on her face, combining with her original runes to make her look more like a Shura Queen who had crawled out of hell.

Her eyes were a sky-blue color, and a dazzling, luminous eye appeared between her brows.

In her hand, she carried a dark gold long staff.

One by one, cultivation runes appeared and then vanished.

The most striking feature is the nine characters.

The magic staff that stabilizes the seas, the Ruyi Jingu Bang!
Moro saw the familiar stick, and his expression changed repeatedly.

"Impossible, how could you have..."

"We are reincarnators, the successors among that generation of immortal saints." Zhuang Boshi took over Zhao Yingkong's body.

This feeling is very strange.

In particular, Zhao Yingkong has two other souls inside her body.

One body and four souls crammed together almost caused Zhuang Boshi to crash, and also greatly reduced his ability to perceive subtle details.

Otherwise, that blow would have smashed Moro's head to pieces!

However, it's enough for now!

"Take this from my old Sun!"

The shrill whistling of the stick tearing through the air barrier arrived before the roar, almost causing the Yellow Springs River to flow backward, nearly penetrating the eighteen levels of hell and intimidating the seventeen levels above it.

Sea of ​​blood... Mountain of knives... Sea of ​​fire...

The thousands of floating vengeful spirits exploded into fluorescent powder within the enormous runic array.

The long staff in Zhuang Boshi's hand was like a black hole, swallowing all the light around it and distorting the space within hundreds of meters into ripples.

boom!
The moment the staff struck Morogang's waist and abdomen, it exploded with a muffled thunderous sound.

The Book of Life and Death in Moro's hand shattered on the spot. The golden incantations on the book cracked and splintered in the wind from the staff, curling into ashes like talismans that had been set on fire.

If he were struck by a lateral collision from the continent, his sternum would shatter into dust.

"What a joke!" Moro roared, spitting out blood. "This is impossible!"

"So? What did this blow remind you of?" Zhuang Boshi's voice rang out again.

He stood up again, leaning on his golden cudgel, and looked at Moro.

Moro took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down: "It's just something that imitates that monkey!"

"What does it matter?"

"How dare a mere mortal speak to me like that?!"

With a wave of his hand, every level of the eighteen levels of hell trembled violently.

The vengeful spirits wailed incessantly, and began to merge together rapidly, one by one.

Amidst countless streaks of blood-red light, numerous Moroes instantly appeared in the eighteenth level of hell.

Infinite intrusion and infinite reboot.

He possesses the same ability.

"I am a saint!"

"An indestructible body!"

"Just a mere golden cudgel!"

"What can they do to me?!"

With a light tap, Zhuang Boshi's staff instantly expanded to a hundred feet in length before sweeping across the ground.

Along the trajectory of the second sweeping strike, space was forcibly distorted like putty, forming a gravitational field with a diameter of several hundred kilometers.

All the phantoms of Moro had barely taken half a step when their limbs were torn apart and instantly shattered.

It was just one blow.

All the phantoms were swept away one by one by the gravitational pull of the golden cudgel!

Moro's maniacal laughter abruptly stopped.

"Why aren't you smiling? Is it because you're unhappy?"

Bosch returned the same words to Moro.

"Have you run out of options?"

(End of this chapter)