Chapter 952
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Chapter 952: Master of the Small Tower
“Boom!”
Two beams of gaze shot out from the void tunnel like a divine calamity, stirring up billions of layers of spatial waves. One after another, the space was twisted and folded by this terrifying energy, roaring like ocean waves, creating an extremely horrifying scene!
This was too shocking!
What kind of existence was this?
Just projecting a gaze over here had birthed such a terrifying scene of destruction!
“Swish~”
Countless beings were retreating!
Even those fourth-class powerhouses felt a chill run down their spines. They forced themselves to calm down and sent their consciousness deep into the void tunnel, but they were blocked by a powerful aura, as if the void had severed layers, with a vast fog of the Great Dao swirling in the fracture, striking their souls with a sharp pain!
In the haziness, they saw a vague figure.
The figure sat cross-legged in a realm filled with celestial energy, with numerous patterns of heaven and earth flickering, countless horrifying golden bones scattered in all directions, and various marvelous and sacred sounds of the Great Dao rumbling.
This terrifying scene nearly suffocated them!
Who was this person?
Where was he?
There was no spiritual energy, no Great Dao, completely enveloped by celestial energy; it was as if the person had transformed into the Great Dao itself.
“This…”
Morlo was in a frenzy.
Just probing out a wisp of consciousness had resulted in backlash, shaking his soul and causing blood to spill from the corner of his mouth.
“Sixth-class! It must be a sixth-class powerhouse! How is that possible? At this moment, how could a sixth-class powerhouse appear…”
Another member of the Sea God Clan screamed.
This person was terrified, with almost no hesitation, he turned and fled. He knew that if he didn’t run now, it would be too late; once the opponent made a move, everyone who had come here would be left behind, with no place to bury their bodies!
What does it mean to be a sixth-class powerhouse?
He didn’t even dare to think about it.
They were the most terrifying figures in this realm, capable of single-handedly annihilating weaker divine clans. For everyone present, they were equivalent to celestial beings, a dimensional strike.
No one, not even if everyone joined forces, could withstand the attack of a sixth-class powerhouse.
“Haihui, are you crazy? First, ascertain the reality before acting!”
A calm member of the Dark Race shouted loudly!
For them, Haihui’s escape at this moment would undoubtedly shake their morale, disgrace the divine clan, and disrupt their previous plans.
But the next second!
“Uh…”
Haihui, who was rapidly fleeing toward the ancestral land, suddenly froze.
His body became rigid in mid-air, as if he were dead, completely motionless.
Then, before the horrified gazes of everyone, his powerful body began to disintegrate inch by inch, ultimately exploding with a thunderous sound, turning into endless light rain that dissipated between heaven and earth.
“Hiss~”
Seeing this scene, everyone present gasped in cold air, their hair standing on end, nearly wetting themselves in fear!
What was happening?
A fourth-class powerhouse just died like that?
Those divine clan fourth-class powerhouses, who had finally calmed down, panicked once again. They turned their eyes toward the depths of the void tunnel, clearly seeing nothing, yet their eyes were filled with terror, as if in the next moment, some forbidden object would emerge from within!
“Sixth-class powerhouse… the Master of the Little Tower?”
Lin Feng was also staring intently at the void tunnel, his heart shaking violently!
For such a level of powerhouse, he had no clear concept in his mind. He only knew that they were the strongest recorded in ancient texts, the pinnacle that this realm could reach. Stepping into sixth-class combat power truly meant invincibility, with the world unending and the true soul unscattered.
A sixth-class tribulation and one step further, that was the immortal, the legendary immortal!
It was something not even recorded in ancient texts, something that had never been heard of since the birth of this world.
“A being of the same level as my father!”
Huo Miaomiao’s expression was shaken.
Although she was the daughter of a sixth-class tribulation powerhouse, she had only seen her father as a sixth-class powerhouse. Now seeing a second one, the shock in her heart was unimaginable.
“It’s him…”
Moli stared blankly at the void tunnel, her delicate body trembling slightly, lost in thought.
At this moment, everyone present was anxiously watching the deepest part of the void tunnel.
The human race, divine race, and the undead all desperately suppressed their auras, behaving very obediently, not daring to make a sound!
Even the previously arrogant Heavenly Spirit Emperor did not dare to refine the Heavenly Demon Tower anymore!
His face was pale, filled with fear.
Because the void tunnel was a beam of divine rainbow shot out by the Little Tower just before it was about to fall silent. Even if he thought with his backside, he knew that the sixth-class powerhouse had countless connections with the Heavenly Demon Tower.
Regret!
Endless regret!
The current Heavenly Spirit Emperor wished he could slap himself hard. Why did he have to refine the Heavenly Demon Tower for no reason?
What should he do now?
Wuwuwu
The Heavenly Spirit Emperor could hardly hide his fear, nearly crying in terror. This was an instinctive reaction, a helplessness and pity in the face of a powerhouse.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, a dull sound of footsteps echoed from the void tunnel, like the sound of drums on an ancient battlefield, causing some people to bleed from their seven orifices.
Then,
“Buzz!”
A large amount of celestial energy surged out from the void tunnel.
Amidst this crowd of celestial energy, a man dressed in white suddenly appeared before everyone.
The man’s figure was hazy, indistinct, and his face was a blur, as if covered by a mosaic, with not a trace of his appearance visible.
Yet even so, countless divine lights still shone around him, blooming alongside the celestial energy.
The patterns of heaven and earth, the imprints of the realm, and the laws of the Great Dao all materialized, surrounding him, shaking and rumbling as he walked step by step.
This scene was incredibly shocking, rare in the world, and unheard of!
At this moment, if one were to say that this man was an immortal, no one would doubt it!
If this wasn’t an immortal, then what is an immortal?
A person walking from the endless unknown, doing nothing, just strolling in the midst, surrounded by celestial energy, causing the myriad paths of heaven and earth to tremble!
This was terrifying!
Who on earth was this person?
What did he grow up eating?
Why was he so strong?
The scene fell into silence.
Even those human cultivators felt a chill run down their spines.
They didn’t recognize the Master of the Little Tower, nor did they know what race he belonged to.
Who would dare to speak at this moment? Who would dare to say anything?
Let alone fourth-class powerhouses, even those fifth-class powerhouses would feel intimidated upon seeing this person, right?
At that moment, the man suddenly stopped, directing his gaze toward the position of the Heavenly Spirit Emperor. Just a vague glance made the Heavenly Spirit Emperor collapse to the ground, even the Heavenly Demon Tower he was suppressing fell from his hand, hitting the ground with a clattering sound.
“Little guy…”
The man spoke.
As his words fell, the dim Heavenly Demon Tower slowly rose, flying before him.
The previously intangible and invisible will of the Little Tower was gradually solidifying.
From all directions, various divine lights flew in, merging into the will of the Little Tower, materializing into the figure of a little boy.
“Ying…”
The little boy let out a soft sound, as if he had just woken up, rubbing his sleepy eyes and slowly opening them.
