Chapter 335 - 316: A Drink and A Peck Are Preordained
The Immortal Yang Mei temporarily fended off Xuan Ming’s ultimate skill with the Great Destruction Technique, but Xuan Ming launched another attack with the Heavenly Origin One Finger.
"Ninety-Nine Return to Origin, Heavenly Origin One Finger!" With an impassive face, Xuan Ming pointed a finger and the universe centered on this finger point; it was the only real existence between heaven and earth, with all else being void.
"Shatter for me!"
The Heavenly Origin One Finger pierced directly through the defense of the Great Destruction Technique, shattering the laws of Great Destruction into dust.
The Heavenly Origin One Finger was just that domineering; in the heavens above and the earth below, I alone am revered. My finger is the center of the universe, the origin of everything, the central point on the chessboard, the existence that controls all! However, this time Immortal Yang Mei was prepared, summoning the Hollow Willow and employing the Great Protection Technique. Precious light rose all around, impenetrable to all laws. The Heavenly Origin One Finger struck the precious light and both forces dissipated at the same instant.
Meanwhile, Wukong was battling the fourth Demon God and endured the assault of the Silent Annihilation Divine Thunder. Wukong used a spell to Return to the Origin, refining the Silent Annihilation Divine Thunder into threads of the Power of Creation and capturing them—thus breaking the ultimate skill that the four Demon Gods relied upon. Only Wukong could withstand this Silent Annihilation Divine Thunder; if it were another Great Dao Sage, they wouldn’t die under the divine thunder but would certainly be gravely injured. The power of this divine thunder was immense, its Annihilation Force endless. Had Wukong’s Dao Technique not been exquisite, he would have been consumed by hatred.
"Sun Wukong, who would have thought you’d be so formidable, to the point even the Silent Annihilation Divine Thunder could not harm you!" the fourth Demon God exclaimed in horror while spitting out black Demonic Blood.
At this point, the situation had grown highly unfavorable for them. Struck by Wukong’s Namo Demon-Subduing Fist just a moment ago, their Primordial Spirits were now fissured like spiderwebs, dense cracks in abundance.
Wukong sneered, "Last time you devastated the Earth Immortal Realm with an overwhelming stance, this time, naturally, we’ll utterly destroy you in an overwhelming manner as well."
The battlefield of the Heavenly Dao Saints and Primordial Golden Immortals was intensely fierce, with hundreds to thousands falling every second. The roars of Heavenly Demons, the screams of cultivators, the clashes of magical treasures—all of these together dotted the Chaotic World with specks of brilliance interweaving.
"Kill, Great Destruction Divine Fist!"