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"Click... click..."

Yan Lanting's old face was ashen, devoid of any blood, with his throat swallowing frantically, yet unable to stop the crimson blood plasma oozing from the corners of his lips.

The blood quickly soaked his lapel, but the old man clutched Shen Yi's hem tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, as if using the last ounce of strength.

The three Generals of Southern Defense were severely injured.

In the vast Glazed Prefecture and the expansive Great Nan Continent, in the face of this enormous creature, there was no one left to stand in its way.

Under such circumstances, Yan Lanting actually wanted to prevent Shen Yi from stepping forward.

Only by truly experiencing the power of the Southern Emperor could one realize how scant those ancient texts' snippets about him really are.

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Even in the past, with the protection of the Immortal Court, the attack from the Divine Dynasty could only drive it to the barbaric lands, never completely slaying it.

Let alone the Great Nan Continent, now abandoned by the Immortal Court.

"Go... Lin Shuya... find Lin Shuya..."

Yan Lanting finally squeezed out a barely complete phrase, and the other two Generals of Southern Defense also remembered the letter they had casually smacked to the ground earlier.

The three of them, having consumed the incense and offerings of the people for so many years, had no right to walk that path, but a Heavenly Pride like Nanyang had no reason to remain here as a sacrifice.

"..."

Shen Yi did not turn back, just quietly watching the oppressive, slightly suffocating, indigo-colored meat mountain in the sky.

He gently patted the old man's hand, softly saying, "Everything is on me."

The next moment, a warm glow once again illuminated the sky curtain, with golden brilliance rippling like a rushing river, weaving in the sky over the Glazed Prefecture into a majestic and colossal form, yet much more fluid and solid than the corpulent body of the Southern Emperor.

At the same time, the Glazed Prefecture, engulfed in shadows, finally saw light.

As the Golden Body Dharma Identity gradually formed, its six arms stretched out one by one, and a dazzling halo began to rise.

Just then, the Southern Emperor, who had been seated steady in the sky, suddenly moved!

Those in high positions, possessing world-deriding backgrounds and means, usually have some confidence, or rather arrogance; it's a common ailment, for after enjoying all the splendor and power, finding a sliver of joy in the long years is exceedingly difficult.

Among these few joys, utterly shattering the Dao Heart of the emerging talents is certainly an important one.

No matter what means the opponent exhausts, they can calmly dissolve it, killing with one final strike... that feeling can bring comfort from head to toe.

But the Southern Emperor did not seem to have this penchant.

Upon seeing the glowing light, its extensive experience could instantly judge that this individual's strength had long surpassed the previous three.

Of course, still quite a non-negligible distance from itself.

But it was enough to change the Southern Emperor's actions.

It cared not for names like a sneak attacker; the experiences of living until now had taught it that as long as it lived to the end, these ephemeral things were meaningless.

No one ever thought that a huge creature, just slightly moving, could cause waves of fat like rippling water, yet could move with such lightning speed, silently.

It seemed as if it possessed the means of the Taixu Realm, instantly arriving before the dazzling Golden Body.

Among all the Demonic Beasts Shen Yi encountered, this was the only one that could crush his Dharma Aspect in terms of size, a full half-body taller.

The next moment, the Southern Emperor suddenly swung its fist.

The obese, layered arm suddenly tightened into a round shape, with indigo skin glistening like metal, and its heavy fist slammed solidly on the Dharma Aspect's chest!

Dong—

The sound was like a drum blast!

The golden Dharma Aspect, not yet fully cohesive, shuddered violently, its outline turning blurry, the blazing halo behind it not yet fully rising but rapidly dimming, revealing the dark-golden true form, with cracks appearing on its surface.

Shen Yi's Path of the Traveler cultivates Protecting Tao Power.

And upon reaching the Three-Three Transformation, he chose a path of reconstructing earth, water, wind, and fire, protecting the world with the world.

This halo is the world he wants to protect, and it's also the foundation of the Bodhisattva Fruit Position.

At this moment... the Southern Emperor used one punch to make this world tremble nearly to collapse.

Shen Yi was only eight golden threads away from the Ninety-nine Changes' ultimate, a gap that seemed easy to bridge, now revealed with such vivid intensity.

And more despairingly...

Being able to take that punch was already due to Shen Yi cultivating the True Scripture of the Great Sect, with his path of transformation being top-tier within the same realm; for any other cultivators of the Sixty-six, their Tao Body might have shattered by now.

From within the Dharma Aspect, a thin, indistinct figure that could barely be seen with the naked eye flew out backward, ink-black clothes fluttering wildly.

"Bodhisattva, you're going to die."

The Southern Emperor laughed grimly, continuing relentlessly after landing a hit.

Even a lion fighting a rabbit uses all its strength; with the Ninety-nine realm facing the Sixty-six Transformation, it starts by blasting the opponent away with an unexpected punch, then exploits the time needed for the Dharma Aspect to regroup, mobilizing Tribulation Power to strike a killing blow, intending to use its full potential.

Its tightly clenched right fist suddenly opened, the five fingers clenching together, already mountain-like, surging hundreds of times larger in a moment, seemingly grasping to seize the world in one hand.

"Luotian Great Handprint!"

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