Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1432 773: Terrifyingly Strong

Zhao Sheng rose leisurely from the Lotus Platform, descending step by step off the Magic Platform, moving toward the hall's doorway.

Every stride made his frame expand by another ten feet. Upon arriving at the entrance, after forty-nine steps, he turned into a towering colossus like a mountain, reaching a height of forty-nine feet.

By contrast, the grand hall behind him scarcely came up to his waist, looking utterly minuscule.

The hundreds of onlookers in the hall beheld this sight, all frozen in shock, some staring with eyes stretched wide enough to almost bulge out.

"My goodness, today has been eye-opening!"

"Ancestor, what... what divine skill is this?"

"Did I see wrongly, or is this the legendary... Fatian Xiangdi?!"

"Qingyun, you must remember, never provoke this person under any circumstances. The Divine Artisan Zhao Clan should strive to maintain good relations with him."

"Recently, due to a large spirit stone mine, our families have been embroiled in significant conflict. Upon return, immediately inform the Clan Leader, and voluntarily cede that large spirit stone mine. No, not only cede but retreat by two thousand miles. The ancestor of the Zhao Clan is unfathomable, we cannot afford to offend!"

During the brief moments as Zhao Sheng exited the hall, numerous Divine Thoughts raced through the air with fierce intensity, like a storm of spiritual chaos.

Oddly, once Zhao Sheng shifted into the Giant Spirit Battle Body, his presence stayed completely concealed, giving off a sensation of Returning to the Truth.

Still, the sheer pressure from his enormous stature weighed heavily on the minds of everyone there.

Zhao Sheng gazed upward at the sky, remaining motionless without any movement.

Boom!

This action appeared to provoke the heavens, as ominous clouds swiftly gathered, crackling with lightning. Countless Thunder Snakes writhed in the heavens, their booming echoes intensifying and swelling, rattling everything on the ground.

Nevertheless, Zhao Sheng folded his arms, smirking slightly at the sky, showing no intent to act and instead looking entertained by the display.

In the following instant, the heavenly signs shifted again.

The ominous clouds churned wildly, while endless electric serpents and thunder dragons rushed toward the crown of Zhao Sheng's head.

Right away, a huge whirlpool formed in the heart of the Tianqiong, brewing an endless supply of lightning.

The moment after, a colossal eye forged from thunder materialized inside the whirlpool.

This eye, vivid and real, displayed sharp waves of emotion: disdain treating all beings as insects, irritation at being overlooked, and a trace of unease.

Confronting the "Eye of Thunder" that dominated much of the Heavenly Vault, Zhao Sheng offered a light smile but made no reaction whatsoever.

Hum!

A chilling hum abruptly echoed from the vortex's core, like a thunderous blast resounding across the skies and lands.

The sound carried the overwhelming, regal force of Supreme Yang, instantly hushing all existence and halting time in its tracks.

In that instant, a cold and pitiless voice rang out from beyond the thunderclouds: "All cultivators of the Lower Realm heed... Divine Artisan Zhao Clan harbors Demon Disciples, a violation of heavenly laws, a crime unforgivable... I am Fenglong, here today to capture the demon disciples in the Lower Realm, any who dare resist... shall be exterminated!"

The very second the Eye of Heavenly Punishment took shape, chaos erupted among the hall's occupants, even Divinity Transformation True Monarchs felt on edge.

"Ah, it... it's the Eye of Heavenly Punishment! It's emerged, run quickly!"

"Uncle Ancestor, what shall we do? Legend has it Fenglong is one of the Twelve Fiend Gods of Qintian Guard, known for his ruthless actions..."

"Disaster has come, each of the Twelve Fiend Gods possesses unimaginable power, even Ancestor might not be able to withstand them! What shall we do..."

"Everyone remain calm, with Ancestor here, nothing will collapse."

Within mere breaths, the atmosphere in the hall flipped completely, forcing swift decisions: some yearned to escape, others chose to linger and watch, while more fidgeted in uncertainty.

But no matter what, nobody ventured outside the hall.

Zhao Sheng stood exactly "guarding" the doorway, and everyone dreaded ending up as "collateral damage."

As dread and agitation mounted among the gathering, Zhao Sheng let out a sudden laugh, stretched out his right arm, and tauntingly gestured at the heavens.

Afterward, he declared in a level tone, "Defeat me, then you can take away the demon disciples at will. Otherwise, return from whence you came. Strike, I won't move from my place, take three of my blows first!"

Boom!

Abruptly, a thunderous explosion cracked the sky, as if provoked by Zhao Sheng's bold words.

The massive "Eye of Thunder" flared with dazzling radiance, and surges of thunderlight gathered, forming a densely packed Thunder Spear.

The instant after, the spear, brimming with endless destructive force, tore through the emptiness, materializing right over Zhao Sheng's head and slamming down with fury.

Its velocity was beyond words, leaving typical Half-Immortal of the Void unable to respond, highlighting the spear's fearsome strength.

But Zhao Sheng stayed calm, merely reaching out to seize the spear.

No one could make out the details of what happened next, only seeing the Thunder Spear now gripped in Zhao Sheng's grasp.

As his fingers clenched, the spear broke apart at once, dissolving into scattered Electric Lights that faded away completely.

Pulling back his right hand, Zhao Sheng peered up at the vast Thunder Eye, laughing, "Ha, use more force, I can handle it."

Boom, boom...

Thunder boomed relentlessly, like the wrathful snarls of an infuriated being.

The next instant, the heavens filled with myriad swords, spears, blades, and halberds, cascading down in a relentless flood.

In a flash, the sprawling Dragon Head Peak drowned under a billion streaks of lightning. Space-time barriers cracked open, and a massive black hole yawned suddenly above Dragon Head Peak.

With the Space-Time Storm rushing in, the lethal force of the thunder weapons amplified by ten times.

"Interesting!" Zhao Sheng's gaze sharpened, as if sparked with insight, advancing his grasp of the Dao just a bit.

"However, this trivial means... is still inadequate!"

With that notion complete, Zhao Sheng crossed his arms and spoke one word: "Stop!"

At once, be it the thunder weapons or the Space-Time Storm, everything halted in the air, truly locked in position.

"Vanish!"

At Zhao Sheng's decree, carrying the weight of a Heavenly Constitution, every thunder weapon dissolved into nothingness.

Right after, the Void Realm Black Hole contracted swiftly, disappearing in a blink, as space-time barriers mended back to normal.

"Ha, the second move!"

Now, the thunderous sky went quiet, even the huge Thunder Eye stilled, apparently awed by Zhao Sheng's "Mouth Containing Heavenly Constitution" Divine Skill.

Following the second strike, the roaring thunder cut off sharply, though boundless lightning piled up deep in the vortex, it held back from the next attack.

Upon activating the Great Success Giant Spirit Battle Body, Zhao Sheng's fighting strength skyrocketed by dozens of folds, his command over Thunder Law Power growing stronger too.

Zhao Sheng himself wasn't certain of his true might when pushing to the limit.

In this instant, he sensed an overwhelming power within, so immense he hesitated to unleash it fully, worried that accidentally shattering space-time barriers might cause havoc.