In the Divine Prime Realm, even if the Great Emperor is reborn or a demon god reincarnates, no one is his match.
The Creation True Form resembles the heavens, moving with the power of celestial wrath, who can withstand it?
Chang Qing stands atop the clouds, his gaze descending like that of a deity.
He steps down, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to tremble.
The dense crowd of heavenly prodigies now shows boundless shock, scattering like ants.
"Impossible, what kind of witchcraft is this!"
"How can a Divine Prime be so immense, how can a human body grow to such a magnitude!"
Qing He’s black hair is disheveled, utterly unruly.
He looks up in horror, fearfully gazing at the giant that resembles a god.
Among those present are many Taoist prodigies.
Yet at this moment, facing Chang Qing’s assault, they are powerless to resist.
His presence is like a mountain, his actions like heavenly wrath.
Not to mention being adversaries, even the gale from the giant’s single palm causes them to stumble.
At this moment, even those hidden, such as Xuan Yan and Xuan Yi, along with all Taoist powers, reveal stunned expressions.
They had actually predicted that these Taoist prodigies wouldn’t be Chang Qing’s opponents.
But no one expected, after the mission at the Destiny Platform, Chang Qing’s combat prowess to reach such terrifying heights.
Nearly a thousand Taoist prodigies!
Chang Qing’s single step causes instant defeat.
"I refuse to believe, we, so many, still aren’t your match!"
Qing He, in madness, shouts ferociously, "Deploy the Seven-Star Formation together!"
"Encircle and kill him!"
As his words fall, shouts rise simultaneously.
Nearly a thousand Taoist prodigies simultaneously form seals with their fingertips, radiant beams descend from the sky.
These people arrange in a peculiar formation, seven stars dazzling in the heavens, casting down seven mighty beams of starlight.
The starlight weaves through the void, as an immense net covering the sky and sun, entrapping Chang Qing firmly within.
The Taoist prodigies shout in unison again, changing their seals.
Heaven and earth tremble, stars flicker across the sky, descending with endless killing intent.
In the Seven-Star Formation, beams of starlight surge like sharp divine swords, leaving sword marks through the void.
Within a thousand feet, the land crumbles inch by inch, wild winds rage across the heavens.
Taoist heritage is ancient, some old combined formations possess infinite mysteries.
With a thousand prodigies united, they can even slay ordinary kings and mighty beings!
This is the confidence and might of ancient traditions.
Within the formation, Chang Qing’s expression remains calm, those rushing starlight beams clashing against his body produce the sound of metal on metal.
Aside from white marks, his body suffers no harm.
His transformed heavenly physique now boasts defense that is mind-boggling.
Chang Qing stands amidst limitless starlight, gazing up at the formation blotting out heaven and earth.
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"But alas, your ancestor wants me... to bring you despair!"
Murmuring in his heart, Chang Qing raises the arm that supports the sky, his right hand grasping fiercely at the void.
Endless mysterious dao patterns condense and intertwine, a perfect giant axe filled with boundless power appears in his hand.
This axe is massive, akin to a mountain.
Its thick handle and broad blade harmonize perfectly with Chang Qing’s god-like presence.
Seeing the deity holding the giant axe, the scene evokes an indescribable shock.
The giant holding the sky grips the axe with both hands, overwhelming flames spread around him.
The raging power creates a burst of tempest, causing the land within three thousand feet to collapse abruptly.
With the deity’s roar, the giant wields the axe, slashing a profound trajectory through the void.
An unspeakably vast axe glow, seemingly capable of cleaving the heavens and causing the world to wail, appears in the sky!