Just an instant after the previous strike, another red and gold energy sphere exploded,
turning into violent currents of air, mercilessly destroying everything within a radius of several hundred meters.
The giant pit underground became even larger and deeper by a full circle, and the river was forced to flow back towards its source, eventually overflowing its banks somewhere upstream and changing its course.
Even a thousand meters away was not completely unaffected; the shockwaves swept through mightily, scraping away a thick layer of topsoil, and leaving many trees with only bare trunks.
Leaves and less sturdy twigs were all torn to shreds.
At the same time, within a hundred-kilometer radius, all Spirit Beasts began to flee for their lives,
with the spectacle of wolves and sheep racing side by side, ancient trees uprooting themselves to run, and chickens and weasels ignoring each other, playing out constantly.
And this was not the end,
Without any surprise, the third, fourth, fifth... and even the Nth similar explosion followed closely, without pause.
The speed of their exchange was extremely fast, with dozens or even hundreds of collisions occurring almost every second.
It was as if a large number of nuclear bombs were exploding one after another continuously from the same spot,
all that could be heard was boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...
Large swathes of the sky were completely illuminated in gold and red, as if one were in boundless flames,
a terrifying sight, truly like the end of the world.
Especially at the core position, it even began to show a kind of extreme darkness, reflecting no light at all; without using detection skills, that area was almost a void.
This was due to the overly intense energy impact, which completely shattered the surrounding space.
After all, the fantasy floor tiles, the plane's barriers, were too fragile.
"Is this the battle between true powerhouses?"
Seven or eight kilometers away, Tang San, relying on his Dark Dragon Bat Wings, watched the battle between the two from high in the sky, and his face was filled with shock from the very first instant.
Although even pushing his Purple Demon Eye to the extreme, he still couldn't see the scene inside clearly, only the continuously exploding gold and red energy spheres.
But just this external movement was enough to completely shatter and rebuild all his previous perspectives and understanding of this World.
It was like the feeling of confusion of a primitive man who had finally managed to craft a stone knife after immense effort, only to step out to hunt and see countless missiles rising from the ground,
the extreme shock and disbelief made his eyes look somewhat lost.
He had originally combined his strength with his level to deduce the power of a Titled Douluo, thinking it was nothing more than that, at most the kind that could shatter a city gate by themselves.
This was already quite formidable; the city gates of important Douluo cities were often cast from fine iron and were extremely sturdy.
However, now...
How did it suddenly go from low-level martial arts to fantasy?
What use could his Hidden Weapons, sleeve arrows, Godly Zhuge Crossbow, and even the yet-to-be-made, top-ranked Yama Invitation, Peacock Plume, Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus, etc., have against enemies of this level?
Perform a joke for the other side?
At this moment, Bing Qing Yu Jie finally understood Qin Feng's despair.
When he had previously experimented with and cultivated Spirit Abilities,
the Clear Sky Hammer with three spirit rings, fully unleashed using Mysterious Heaven Skill, could at most leave a crater about four meters in diameter when smashing the ground.
Yet, beneath Nangong Lingyun and Tang Chen's feet, a massive valley had been carved out, its depth alone exceeding a thousand meters, directly altering the geography. What kind of power was this?
Not just San Zi,
Tang Hao, Tang Xiao, Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Yue Guan, Gui Mei...
Apart from Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong, including the level ninety-eight Golden Crocodile, everyone's expressions were not far off from each other.
In their immense shock, there was a hint of doubt,
Are these guys even human?
Are we playing the same game?
You guys aren't putting on a show for everyone, are you?
Even Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong, who were also Limit Douluo, had very serious expressions.
If they were to erupt with all their power without regard for the cost, they might be able to match it once or twice, but maintaining such attacks continuously was simply impossible.
Three minutes later,
The exploding energy spheres suddenly stopped, and Tang Chen turned into a football, being fiercely shot into the edge of the ground of the valley that had just been carved out.
The nine spirit rings surrounding his Clear Sky Hammer were all gone, and even the Spirit itself was pitted and tattered on the surface.
His clothes were mostly damaged, and on his head, his hair had been shaved into a 'Mediterranean' style, with blood sizzling from the scalp in the center.
Nangong Lingyun, however, was suspended in the sky, still as composed as before the battle began.
But he didn't show the slightest hint of pleasure from completely overwhelming this former peerless genius in pure combat skill,
his gaze and tone instead revealed a hint of displeasure.
"Tang Chen, hurry up and show me something real, otherwise I'm going to get impatient."
The battle, which outsiders saw as intense, exaggerated, and incredibly dangerous for over three minutes,
was actually effortless for the two of them.
Nangong Lingyun wanted to know what kind of trump card the Shura God King had given Tang Chen. The power of a god was different from ordinary power; even with confidence, one couldn't be too arrogant.
This first generation Clear Sky Sect Master was also getting familiar with the Archaic Holy Body, and secretly studying why a thirteen-year-old child could erupt with such power.
You probe me, I probe you,
in the end, only harmless, tickle-like collisions remained.
And as soon as these words were spoken,
In an instant, the expressions of the more than twenty Titled Douluo, the powerhouses standing at the peak of the pyramid, all froze on their faces, and they gasped in cold air for the nth time.
Yu Yuanzhen's eyes widened like copper bells, as if he had suffered some extreme insult, and he said angrily:
"What does that mean?"
"From a purely linguistic perspective, the meaning of this sentence should be that they haven't used their full power yet."
As soon as Ning Fengzhi spoke, Thunder Douluo almost choked with anger.
Was it that he couldn't understand Nangong Lingyun's words? It was that he couldn't accept the meaning behind them.
You two are almost destroying the heavens and earth, and now you're telling the audience this is just playing house?
If you guys are playing house, then what are others cultivating?
Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu exchanged glances, and they were finally moved as well.
However, Qian Daoliu was more depressed that Nangong Lingyun had gone easy on him during their previous encounter, causing him to worry for nothing for most of the day.
Only the Supreme Pontiff, whose belief in invincibility was severely challenged, suddenly felt like she was opening her eyes to the World for the first time.
In the distance, the battle between the Dark Demonic Evil God Tiger and several Clear Sky Sect Elders directly stopped,
Both sides suddenly understood that when the gap was this large, the outcome of the secondary battlefield could no longer affect the main battlefield.
Even if they successfully defeated their opponents, what good would it do to rush up and help?
They were not opponents who could last even a single exchange.
What they could do, in fact, was only wait for fate's final judgment,
If the ancestor won, everyone would ascend; if he lost, the nine generations would be wiped out.
Under the gaze of everyone, Tang Chen slowly climbed up from the ground,
He didn't waste any more spirit power repairing the damaged Clear Sky Hammer, but instead relaxed his grip, allowing it to turn into countless light spots and disappear.
Then, a noticeable bloody red color appeared outside his body.