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Seeing the familiar figure before her, the Ninth Princess’s pale face froze, somewhat astonished.

She was very surprised.

The desperate move she had prepared also relaxed, and her heart was filled with confusion.

Wasn’t he not supposed to come to the Great Saint Secret Realm?

This area was already covered by an invisible, terrifying aura, making it undetectable from the outside.

Why was Su Changsheng here?

Moreover, he had seen her in such a miserable state.

“Who are you!”

The blond young man’s expression changed drastically, and he shouted angrily, his heart shaken.

The golden divine spear was his life-bound sacred weapon. Once wielded, it could pierce through all things in the world, annihilating everything.

Yet, it was stopped barehanded.

Although he hadn’t used his full strength, only a portion of his power, this was still an immense humiliation.

“Die!”

The blond young man shouted loudly.

Boom!

He wielded the golden divine spear, and immense divine power surged out like raging waves. The scorching flames were so intense that the void shattered inch by inch, and various chains of order were incinerated, as if even deities could be burned to death.

He was confident that even a Saint King would be pierced and burned to death here.

“Are you not using your full strength?”

Su Changsheng glanced at him, holding the spear with one hand.

The scorching divine fire, capable of burning through chains of order, left not even a trace on the white hand it burned against.

The vast divine power surged.

Any single strand of this divine power could overturn thousands of mountains and sink the earth, turning thousands of miles into nothingness.

And the divine power transmitted through the golden divine spear was far more than just a strand; it surged like a vast ocean. Even a real star would be pierced and shattered in an instant.

But all of this was caught by a single hand. All the surging power, like mud entering the sea, couldn’t stir up the slightest ripple.

“How is this possible…”

This scene caused the blond young man’s heart to tremble wildly. He was a Saint King.

He possessed the bloodline of the Golden-Winged Roc, nearly “530*” pure.

(TN: Unsure, but the characters used were 5,3, and 0. No indications of any hundreds or tens.)

The power of a single spear strike was terrifying.

Even a stronger cultivator, two or three levels above him, wouldn’t dare to catch his spear barehanded.

But this young man before him not only caught it with one hand but also didn’t have a high cultivation level.

This scene completely overturned his imagination!

Boom!

On the other side, the figure in blood-red robes, who had been flicked away with a single finger, was also shocked. But soon, his eyes filled with cold intent, and his figure disappeared into layers of void space.

In the next instant, taking advantage of the clash between the two, the blood-colored divine sword erupted with fierce saintly might. An endless aura of slaughter surged forth, as if it could annihilate thousands of enemies.

Swoosh!

The laws of slaughter erupted, and a chilling coldness surged. The blood-colored divine sword pierced down from above, aiming to impale Su Changsheng’s head and nail him to death.

“Die!”

The blond young man’s eyes also turned sharp. Behind him, a pair of wings wreathed in divine fire and boundless golden light appeared.

These were different from the Ninth Princess’s phoenix wings; they were the wings of the Golden-Winged Roc, possessing the ultimate speed in the world and capable of transforming into heavenly blades that could annihilate all things.

“Clang!”

The wings extended, resembling two peerless heavenly blades. The power of golden laws surged, and an endless aura of sharpness emerged, tearing through countless orders and capable of cutting through everything.

This was the divine ability of the Golden-Winged Roc clan. Once unleashed, it could slay gods and exterminate saints!

Boom!

The wings slashed down like two peerless heavenly blades.

“We shall assist the lord!”

From all sides, a group of Saints took action one after another. They unleashed their own saintly laws, resembling the descent of countless great paths, striking out with thousands of divine lights and overwhelming saintly might.

Although they were not as powerful as Saint Kings, the combined force of so many Saints, including several top-tier existences, was not to be underestimated.

Especially now, as Su Changsheng was already under the siege of two Saint Kings.

“Boom!”

Moreover, Number Twenty-One, who had been lurking in the shadows and had not yet taken action, seized the opportunity to strike.

Although his strength was not as formidable as the figure in blood-red robes, he was still a Saint King. When he attacked with full force, his might completely overshadowed that of the group of Saints, with divine power surging to the heavens.

“Be careful!”

On the side, the Ninth Princess exclaimed, her pale face tightening as she prepared to force her heavily injured body to take action.

“Hahaha, it’s a small matter…”

Su Changsheng laughed heartily. The hand that was holding the divine spear released it, and then in an instant, his five fingers clenched into a fist, with the shadows of thousands of stars appearing and converging into a single punch.

Boom!

Immediately after, he punched out, as if thousands of stars were crashing down together. The golden divine spear was directly shattered, and the vast divine power was completely unleashed, sending the blond young man flying backward, coughing up blood.

The immensely powerful body of the Saint King was continuously exploding at this moment, like a delicate porcelain piece, seemingly about to shatter.

“Clang!”

From the void space, a blood-colored divine sword had just emerged and was about to strike down when Su Changsheng extended his fingers. Two types of power, white light and black light, surged from his fingers.

That was the power of the Immortal and Demon.

What was the Eternal Calamity Primordial Demon Body?

Eternal Calamity meant an immortal supreme being who remained unscathed through countless tribulations.

Primordial Demon referred to the demon among demons, the source of all demonic paths.

This physique combined the power of both Immortal and Demon. Once it reached its peak, it had the potential to surpass the ultimate limits of both systems, achieving an unimaginable level of emperorship.

At this moment, Su Changsheng’s two fingers, wielding the power of Immortal and Demon, were like an indestructible imperial weapon. With a flick, he clamped the incoming divine sword. No matter how terrifying the power of slaughter was, it couldn’t harm him in the slightest.

“Buzz!

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Then, Su Changsheng’s eyes emitted divine light. Within his pupils, countless star rivers surged and then shot out, transforming into two resplendent stellar sword lights that slashed down upon the golden-winged heavenly blades.

Boom!

Afterward, the two stellar sword lights shattered, turning into billions of sword beams that roared and swept across the heavens and earth, obliterating all attacks, including Number Twenty-One’s offensive.

In the blink of an eye, with just a flick of his fingers, Su Changsheng effortlessly neutralized the combined assault of all the powerful figures present.

This scene left even the Ninth Princess deeply moved and shaken.

Su Changsheng was actually this strong? He didn’t seem like an ordinary Saint King at all, but rather an invincible young supreme.

Had Su Changsheng’s strength already reached such a terrifying level?

“How is this possible!”

A group of Saints was shocked. Their combined strike had been effortlessly neutralized.

Number Twenty-One was also deeply alarmed, but his instincts kicked in. His figure instantly vanished into the boundless void, fleeing at the first opportunity without lingering any longer.

He excelled in escape techniques and concealment. If he was determined to flee, even a Great Saint might not be able to stop him.

Soon, he had already fled billions of miles away.

“Impossible!”

In the void space, the figure in blood-red robes’ expression was shocked, his pupils constricted, filled with incredulity.

This strike was his full-powered attack.

It was a blow that could be considered a guaranteed kill.

Not only did he apply the laws of slaughter to their extreme, but he also utilized a secret technique from the Emperor’s Scripture. Once thrust forth, even a Saint King at the seventh level wouldn’t dare to recklessly catch it with bare hands; it required serious attention.

But the young man before him…

He was merely a Saint King at the first level, yet he not only inflicted heavy damage on the blond young man with a single strike but also had enough strength left to easily catch his sword.

What kind of strength is this?

Why does it feel like he is even more monstrous than the Ninth Princess?

“You rats hiding in the shadows are truly annoying!”

Su Changsheng raised his head, his gaze turning somewhat cold. He spread his five fingers and pressed them toward the figure in blood-red robes.

Boom!

Between his palm and fingers, demonic light swirled, and an overwhelming pressure surged forth, like a great demon with boundless power, shattering the layered spaces.

“Not good!”

The figure in blood-red robes was horrified, feeling an incredibly intense aura of death. He instantly released the blood-colored divine sword and attempted to retreat at high speed to evade the palm strike.

However, the overwhelming pressure from all directions and the layered spaces made it impossible for him to escape, trapping him like a turtle in a jar, with no way out.

“Ah!!!”