Chapter 152.2: If I Summon My Golden Core, How Will You Deal With It?
As the grand palace master donned the Emperor Dragon Shock Crown, everyone were dragged into a void world.
Before Qi Yuan’s eyes, the once-magnificent grand palace master now surged with overwhelming aura, ancient divinity lying dormant within him.
The godly being extended a single finger. "Die!"
Such a tyrannical, unreasonable finger—it was powerful enough to erase nearly a million square kilometers of the Great Shang Kingdom from the map. Even dozens, hundreds, or thousands of late-stage Violet Palace great cultivators would be utterly devastated by it, let alone humans.
"Forcing me to use such foundations to kill you... Blood-Clothed Sword God, die well!" The grand palace master examined Qi Yuan as if intending to remember him. Just then, his pupils jumped. "You're not Violet Palace? Not even Nascent Soul!"
His heart skipped violently.
The Violet Palaces present were baffled by his statement.
Qi Yuan smiled casually. "When did I ever say I was Violet Palace? I have Heavenly Dao class and Star Golden Core! Killing a god using my core wouldn’t be too much, would it?"
His blood-red robe melted away as blazing radiance spread from his dantian. Something terrifying was brewing. The blazing sun burned fiercely, boundless light and heat surging.
For the first time, fear appeared on the grand palace master's face. Feeling an ominous sense of danger, he no longer hesitated. "Die!"
The god’s finger descended, pressing straight toward Qi Yuan. It was enough to sink a continent and erase an entire nation from existence.
The grand palace master roared, "How are you going to block a god's finger?!"