The Last Sentinel

The Aquarius Gold Armor Saint Cloth shimmered with a blue-gold interwoven radiance, each ray of light carrying an overwhelming pressure.

Qi Tian stood quietly in the center of the square, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his aura as deep and vast as the sea. Just by standing there, he made the onlookers' hearts tremble, and they even had the illusion that "Ye Feng has returned" - and this sense of oppression was even more intense than when Ye Feng was at his peak as a Leo!

In contrast, Zhuge Tingfeng's aura was completely suppressed, and his clothes fluttered under the opponent's pressure, but he did not retreat even half a step.

He raised his eyes to look at Qi Tian, ​​his eyes brimming with arrogance and haughtiness. His voice was clear and cold, carrying a hint of self-admiration: "As a meritorious member of the Human Alliance, Senior Brother Qi Tian, ​​it is an honor for Zhuge Tingfeng to fight you. However, let me make this clear: if I kill or injure you during the fight, or leave you with any disabling aftereffects, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Qi Tian, ​​too lazy to argue with him, darkened his eyes, suddenly opened his right hand, and a dazzling blue-gold light gathered in his palm. Then, he threw a punch forward with a thunderous roar: "Come on! Crystal Power!"

With his shout, the Aquarius Gold Cloth suddenly erupted with dazzling golden light, intertwining with the blue energy in his palm, transforming into layers upon layers of dense ripples that spread outwards like a tide. These ripples were not illusory, but carried substantial weight, swirling and transforming into a hundred-meter-high spiritual energy tsunami, its waves surging with a destructive force.

This power is a fusion of Qitian's top-tier creative spiritual power, making it virtually unstoppable—it can tear apart the physical body and penetrate the soul, ignoring any defense!

Zhuge Tingfeng's expression hardened, but he showed no sign of panic. He slowly raised his right hand, his fingertips rapidly forming profound hand seals. In an instant, layers of enormous blood-red arrays suddenly emanated from his body. The patterns on the arrays flowed, carrying an ancient and eerie aura, rising and swirling like blood-red mist, enveloping his body layer by layer, and finally soaring straight into the sky, intertwining with the clouds on the horizon to form a scarlet curtain of the sky.

Vice Dean Zhang, standing in the spectator stands, saw this and his pupils constricted sharply. He exclaimed in alarm, "Be careful! This...this is a magic technique from the immortal sects! Just who is this kid? Could he be a freak who cultivates both technology and immortality?"

"Foolish!" Zhuge Tingfeng coldly interrupted him, his tone full of disdain. "This is Xuanmen magic, the 'Xuan' of Xuanwu, not the 'Xuan' of Xuanzhen! Xuanzhen magic in the Dharma-ending Age is nothing but fancy moves, utterly useless in combat, just like trash like you; while Xuanwu magic is the real killing move that can slay enemies and break formations!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuge Tingfeng suddenly spread his hands out, and a nine-story blood-red pagoda suddenly appeared above his head. The pagoda was towering, surrounded by scarlet light, and ancient seal characters could be vaguely seen flowing on its surface, exuding an aura of majesty that suppressed heaven and earth.

The next moment, the pagoda suddenly expanded, instantly growing from a few meters high to thirty meters, and then continued to climb until it finally transformed into a majestic blood pagoda covering more than a hundred square meters and standing a hundred meters high in the center of the square, blocking out the sky and the sun.

Only those who are unafraid of their fate have the right to question the will of Heaven!

Knowing the truth and not avoiding it is my greatest sincerity!

It's to the best of my ability!

Even if I foresee the ending, I will still accompany you through the process!

It is to do what I cannot!

True sincerity is nothing more than burning oneself to ashes to illuminate the destined path. Do your best, leave the rest to fate, and then have no regrets.

We often focus too much on the final "effect" and forget that life itself is a grand "cause".

……

The power of the crystal, carrying the force of a tsunami, roared forward. A hundred-meter-high mental shockwave instantly submerged the square with a radius of ten thousand meters. Deep trenches were crushed into the ground, and debris from the surrounding buildings was swept into the air, only to be crushed into dust by the energy.

The waves, like colossal beasts capable of destroying the world, crashed directly into the blood-red pagoda surrounding Zhuge Tingfeng with overwhelming force.

However, the blood-red glazed pagoda remained as stable as Mount Tai. Despite the frenzied impact of the energy tsunami, the pagoda trembled slightly but remained completely still. The flowing light on the pagoda's surface dissolved all the impacts.

"Interesting." A hint of surprise flashed in Qi Tian's eyes, then a fierce, battle-ready smile curved his lips. "But, let's end this game here!"

Before he finished speaking, Qi Tian's eyes lit up, and he leaped into the air like an arrow, letting out a sharp whistle.

The whistle pierced through the roar of the energy tsunami and reached everyone's ears.

The next moment, from the surging waves of spiritual energy, a giant Kun, formed from blue-gold mosaic energy, suddenly surged out.

The giant Kun was a hundred meters long. Its fins flapped, creating waves of energy. The single horn on its head was as sharp as a blade, gleaming with a cold light. It cut through everyone's vision and, with the force of a thunderbolt, fiercely stabbed towards the blood-red glazed pagoda.

Zhuge Tingfeng looked up at the descending giant Kun, his gaze restrained, yet a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes. He then murmured to himself, his tone tinged with regret: "At such a young age, to have comprehended the initial stage of the Dharma Aspect World—in our Xuanmen, you are truly an outstanding genius. It's a pity, though, that you are ultimately just a native of Blue Star, never having seen the real world. Little do you know, this initial stage of the Dharma Aspect World is nothing but a bluff in my eyes!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhuge Tingfeng raised his hand and pointed, and the blood-red glazed pagoda surrounding him suddenly began to spin. The seal characters on the pagoda shone brightly, and the pagoda grew at a speed visible to the naked eye: 100 meters, 200 meters, 300 meters, 500 meters... finally settling at a height of 1,000 meters, like a blood-red divine mountain that blotted out the sky.

"Suppress!" Zhuge Tingfeng shouted, and the thousand-meter-tall blood-red pagoda suddenly descended from the sky with overwhelming force, crashing down on Qi Tian and the giant Kun beneath him.

"Boom—"

A deafening roar echoed through the heavens and earth, instantly causing the plaza to collapse and form a massive crater. Smoke and dust billowed, obscuring the sky. The blood-red pagoda stood firmly within the crater, completely enveloping Qi Tian and the giant Kun. The aftershocks of energy swept in all directions, causing onlookers to retreat, their faces pale.

"This—" Vice Dean Zhang's eyes widened, his entire body frozen in place, his voice trembling with disbelief, "No, no, this thing is a magic weapon? A magic weapon from a celestial sect?"

"How is this possible!" someone exclaimed in shock. "How could there be a celestial treasure on Earth! This doesn't conform to the rules of the Dharma-ending Age at all!"

"Unless..." Vice Dean Zhang suddenly snapped back to reality, staring at Zhuge Tingfeng with horrified eyes, "You're not from Earth! You're from the Myriad Realms Profound Sect!"

"Human Alliance, has the Human Alliance been infiltrated by the forces of all the heavens and myriad realms, or even possessed?" Vice Dean Zhang's voice was full of despair, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.