The flesh is cleaved by the saber, the soul by the sword!
Under the descending Soul Severing Sword of the Tai Chi Heavenly Emperor, the Que Ru subconsciously tried to raise its hand to block, but the Soul Severing Sword, formless and intangible, passed directly through its arm and into its head.
"Roar~"
As the Soul Severing Sword plunged into the Que Ru, its soul was directly pulled out several meters before being dragged back by the powerful origin force, causing its expression to contort into a ferocious grimace.
Pain! Intense pain!
The agony from its soul made the Que Ru let out earth-shattering, shrill screams. Its origin force became chaotic, and the wound on its head instantly stopped healing.
Boom!
In its immense pain, the Que Ru unleashed its terrifying mental energy. Its long arms, hind limbs, and tail thrashed about, gouging out cracks in the earth. The astute Yu Zhibo, having already unleashed his sword strike, had used the Flying Thunder God Technique to distance himself, evading all damage.
Simultaneously, before departing, he had infused his palm with spiritual energy, immortal energy, and soul power, inscribing a Flying Thunder God mark on the Que Ru's forehead.
From a distance, the Zhu Yan, who was rushing over, saw this scene. Resentment and unwillingness flashed in its eyes. It was precisely this Yu Zhibo who had relentlessly kited it in the past, ultimately leading to its death.
As anger surged within it, a slight touch was felt on its head. It was Yu Zhibo activating the Flying Thunder God mark he had just inscribed on its single horn, returning to its head.
"Look at them, then look at yourself. You're as weak as a dog. Don't you feel ashamed?"
Upon returning to the Zhu Yan's head, Yu Zhibo kicked the Zhu Yan's horn, spewing words of extreme humiliation. This made the Zhu Yan almost combust with rage, yet it was silenced and unable to explain that its weakness was due to the Yong Ye World Sect sealing and draining its origin force.
Meanwhile, Wang Dali seized the opportunity while the Que Ru's soul was severed and it was in a berserk state, launching another attack. He ferociously pounded its head, which had not yet been repaired by its origin force, inflicting immense damage.
Su Li did not come to assist here, as a large number of sea beasts were wreaking havoc at the Great Xia Revival Theme Park, and he had gone there to reinforce.
Yu Zhibo then began to cooperate with Wang Dali, constantly using the Flying Thunder God Technique to launch sneak attacks. He was knocked away several times and hit by the Que Ru's mental shockwaves, but he was shielded by the Yang Li Bell.
The Que Ru's injuries grew increasingly severe, its soul continuously weakened, and its cultivation realm even dropped to the 37th Divine Tier.
"The durability seems to be insufficient!"
Yu Zhibo looked at the Yang Li Bell that enveloped him, which was inscribed with celestial bodies and mythical creatures. After the previous battle with the Zhu Yan and several attacks from the Que Ru, several cracks had appeared on it, causing him immense heartache.
He then ceased his attacks, choosing to observe from the sidelines as Wang Dali overwhelmed the gradually weakening Que Ru.
With this shift in power, Wang Dali fought with increasing vigor. Every punch he threw left a massive fist imprint on the Que Ru, and his palms, like blades, drew forth sprays of blood with each downward strike.
Finally, after several dozen breaths, a colossal golden palm, obscuring the sky, condensed five hundred meters above, representing Wang Dali unleashing his ultimate divine ability, slamming down fiercely upon the dying Que Ru below.
"Do you recognize a palm technique that descends from the heavens!"
Yu Zhibo couldn't help but recall a line from a Stephen Chow movie, his eyes filled with deep shock.
Upon reaching the fortieth Divine Tier, transcendent beings would randomly comprehend a unique divine ability. Divine abilities, unlike profound meanings, were truly powerful means that harnessed the grand creations of heaven and earth.
This was something Wang Dali had just comprehended after an intense and exhilarating battle with the Que Ru.
The colossal golden palm, eight hundred meters long and over five hundred meters wide, bore golden energy simulating veins and palm lines. Under its shroud, the very void below was sealed, causing a flicker of despair to cross the Que Ru's eyes.
Boom!
The sky-obscuring golden palm slammed down, causing the earth to tremble violently. At the edges of the palm, the ground cracked and spread for an unknown number of meters, creating a handprint-shaped pit a thousand meters deep.
And at the very bottom, the Que Ru was utterly dead. From its mangled body, a translucent soul drifted out, hovering a meter above its remains.
At the edge of the palm's crater, Wang Dali panted heavily, his chest heaving, but his eyes shone like brilliant stars, too bright to gaze upon directly.
"Director, can you spare some of this Que Ru's body for me?"
Yu Zhibo flew to Wang Dali's side, marveling inwardly as he looked at the Que Ru in the pit, and then asked.
"Hahaha, take whatever you want. If not for your assistance, and if this Que Ru had truly ascended to the 40th tier, the situation would have completely collapsed!"
Wang Dali laughed heartily, his gaze upon Yu Zhibo filled with deep admiration, while he himself rejoiced in mastering his divine ability.
Who knew how long it had been since he had experienced such a thrilling battle? Since awakening his abilities, he had bulldozed his way through levels. His opponents were either fragile and easily defeated, or their overwhelming level had driven him to despair.
Even when sparring with those who could defeat him, they had always used long-range attacks, leaving him frustrated. Never had he felt such exhilaration as he did today.
Seeing Yu Zhibo ask for the corpse, and not knowing how else to repay him, Wang Dali readily agreed. He even couldn't help but restrain his strength and pat Yu Zhibo's shoulder, causing Yu Zhibo to inwardly wince.
The power of a strength-type ability user was truly monstrous!
With Wang Dali's permission, Yu Zhibo leaped into the pit, activating his Mangekyo Sharingan, preparing to absorb the Que Ru's soul.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
From the Que Ru's mud-like body, a black light suddenly erupted.
Simultaneously, the translucent edges of the soul floating above it also emitted a burst of black light, and then the soul returned to the flesh.
Following this, a black, hard horn, having absorbed a vast amount of bloodline power, shot towards Yu Zhibo, who was descending, causing Wang Dali, standing by the pit's edge, to change color and shout:
"Careful!"
As the black horn passed, the void distorted and shattered. The immense friction with the surging void energy produced a screech like fingernails scraping glass.
Yu Zhibo, falling from the sky, his pupils suddenly contracted, and with a thought, he hastily summoned the Yang Li Bell to envelop himself, while instinctively attempting to use the Flying Thunder God Technique to escape. But the void in this area had been disrupted by the launched black horn, like thick mud, making it impossible to use.
He then activated the Void Spike hanging from his chest, intending to suppress the surrounding space and then use the Flying Thunder God Technique to escape.
But it was too late!
Fast! Too fast!
Yu Zhibo only managed to summon the Yang Li Bell but forgot that its protection was from top to bottom, meaning the defense at the bottom opening of the bell was extremely weak.
The next moment, the weak golden transparent shield at the bottom of the Yang Li Bell was pierced, and the black horn penetrated from his inner thigh.
*Puff!*
Mid-air in the pit, Yu Zhibo, who was falling, exploded into pieces, his entire body turning into a mist of blood in the air.
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Gift thanks are in the author's notes. There's a suspicion of filler text in the main body. In the past two days, I encountered a reader who considered himself a veteran bookworm. Without reading carefully, he unfairly criticized, even claiming the system had a gacha function and that the male protagonist, despite having a system, was so weak, with an E-rank unable to defeat a D-rank Li Fang. He even said a three-year-old with a knife could defeat an adult, making me want to go on hiatus and argue with him. Everyone, quickly go and mock him.