Omnipotent Sage 781 Another Surprise Attack

The two fist intents met mid-air. Under the rays of the black sun, the Red Moon King's tyrannical Red Moon Fist intent could not even make one strike, and it was engulfed by Zhou Bao's Black Sun. The Red Moon King's fist intent was linked to his spirit Dharma power and was refined to the Immortal state. It almost represented the Will of Heaven in the Immortal Self-universe. However, it was more terrifying and harder to fathom than a normal fist intent.

But, in front of Zhou Bao's Black Sun Fist Intent, everything turned empty.

At the moment of collision, the red moon was swallowed up by the Black Sun Fist Intent, and the Red Moon King's spirit, Dharma power, and even the Self-universe were heavily damaged. But Zhou Bao was not the type of guy to show mercy when justice was on his side. Originally he was forced to come to the arena even though he was not interested. But now in one hit he had defeated the guy who had forced him. He could not be lenient, and so he immediately struck him with two lightning-fast punches, hitting the Red Moon King hard.

Boom, boom!

A red light suddenly appeared.

"Interesting, an Upper Grade fairy weapon. Burst open for me!"

The Red Moon King and Zhou Bao were equally matched in fist power, but the Red Moon King had with him an Upper-Grade protective Taihao Fairy Weapon which could block 80 percent of the force from Zhou Bao's two fists. But when it came to the third hit Zhou Bao was no longer polite and smashed the fairy weapon to pieces mercilessly. With the fourth hit, he wanted the Red Moon King to leave behind his dear life.

"Please show some mercy!"

By now, the onlookers had finally figured out what was going on, especially the practitioners of South China. Although there were many people displeased with the Red Moon King's despotic rule, they could not just look on as he was beaten to death by Zhou Bao. The figures of several Taoists flashed and appeared on the arena, blocking Zhou Bao's attack while shouting that they admitted defeat.

Although he was not willing to admit defeat, at this stage there was no choice.

The Red Moon King had lost.

"Admit defeat?"

Zhou Bao was already clear about the rules before he came to the Void Competition. When he heard that South China wanted to admit defeat, he did not continue fighting and quickly withdrew. He watched as the South China practitioners helped up the Red Moon King who had come to resemble a broken rag.

"Is this the Red Moon King of South China? So it is!" Waiting for all the people to come off the suspended stone that acted as an arena.

Zhou Bao's voice was transmitted from inside the spacetime like rolling thunder tremoring in the spectators' ears. The Black Sun had risen to the top of his head and emitted roaring flames, shrouding the entire spacetime. But the strange thing was that in the whole spacetime there was no sensation of scorching heat. In fact, it seemed the temperature was decreasing in the surrounding area.

"So arrogant!"

After a period of time, the astonished practitioners came around. A silhouette scuttled from among the South China practitioners, which at first seemed to be a just normal person, turned into a nine-headed supernatural animal. It reached a thousand feet high and pounced straight at Zhou Bao. "So, boy, I'm going to see what skills you have after all."

The nine monstrous heads all started gnashing at Zhou Bao at the same time.

It had lightning-fast power.

"You, no!" Facing the nine monstrous heads coming straight for him, Zhou Bao shook his head, the Black Sun on his head shaking violently.

Boom!

The nine-headed monster, which had just been roaring, seemed to have suddenly run at great speed into a solid, formless wall and bounced back. A huge force erupted, lifting the thousand-foot monster halfway in the air before it fell back down, missing the suspended stone.

"Hmph, it's just a low-level Primordial Fierce Beast daring to act arrogantly in front of me. Now there are 35 practitioners left. Come together, otherwise, you will have no chance at all!" Zhou Bao roared. The shadow of a Primordial Demonic Ape appeared from behind him, clasping in both hands the Black Sun over his head.

"Come on! Come together! You'll be just in time to try out my newly comprehended fist intent!"

A monstrous Qi power permeated the space all around, covering the spacetime.

Every practitioner of every world, every influence, and every level of cultivation suddenly looked worried.

Zhou Bao had in an instant captured all of his Qi power.

Incredibly strong!

At this point, Zhou Bao's Real Body of Zhuyan appeared, hands cradling the Black Sun. It had an incredible Qi power which covered absolutely everything.

"So strong!"

"Didn't you say that the Heaven Realm World has fallen? How could it still have such a powerful practitioner?"

"A strong Qi power and powerful fist intent. What type of fist intent is this? It's so powerful!"

"Where did this guy come from? Looking at his Real Body of Zhuyan, it seems he is from the purest Zhuyan bloodline. Where did he come from?"

In a moment, countless questions were ringing in the practitioners' heads, but none of them had any real answers.

It was most difficult for the South China practitioners. They had no way to decline Zhou Bao's challenge, but they had no chance of success if they fought him one-on-one. What had just happened with the Red Moon King and Nine-headed King proved this. The Red Moon King was good enough face-to-face with Zhou Bao, but the Nine-headed King had been completely banished. They could not claim to have such power. None of the South China practitioners could be seen to have this kind of combat capability.

Fortunately, Zhou Bao was arrogant and was ready to take on all of the 35 South China kings by himself. This gave them a great opportunity, and an excuse to attack all at once.

Before Zhou Bao could shout once again, the 35 practitioners who had challenged him jumped towards him like monkeys. Each one just violently bombarded Zhou Bao with their own technique.

"Come on!" Zhou Bao laughed, continuously punching with his two fists. This time, he was not hitting the practitioners, but punching into the hollow. Each punch took a very strange route. When the 35 Immortal level practitioners rushed onto the suspended stone arena they felt the surrounding space fill up with a strange force field.

A gravitational field!

Zhou Bao's fist intent changed again as the gravitational field appeared. The Black Sun had emerged in its center, and around it revolved many things.

Planets, satellites, comets, small planets, all sorts of strange celestial bodies merging into one place forming a disk-shaped system. The formations did not look normal, but it completely sealed the suspended stone arena up in a weird force field.

A galaxy!

A perfect galaxy in a perfect force field.

After the 35 great practitioners of South China charged onto the suspended stone arena, they were completely caught up in this galaxy.

The gravitational field really existed in any world. Most importantly, the gravitational field was part of the fundamental, ancient rules. It was not the practitioners Dharma power, the fairy weapon could destroy it at will. These 35 great practitioners were all South China kings, each one had their own special skills and methods. But being caught up in Zhou Bao's fist intent was like being stuck in a boundless gravitational quagmire. It was extremely difficult to get away.

But seeing the suspended stone arena flash momentarily with a soaring Sword Qi and a continuous shouting sound, the pneuma Dharma power came rising like a raging tide. Some of the practitioners with weak cultivations could not clearly see the situation in the suspended stone arena. The pneuma undulated so violently that it shook the qi and blood to boiling point, and they fainted.

After some time, the arena on the suspended stone was calm again, and all of the practitioners stood dumbstruck looking at the fighting arena. The 35 Immortal level great practitioners all fell down on the stone hyperventilating, with no semblance of being Immortals. Meanwhile, King Wuyang Zhou Bao stood calm and composed. He was not panting, he just frowned as if thinking about something.

The outcome was inevitable.

However, Zhou Bao did not speak this time. His support, Yan Yuntian, also did not dare open his mouth. This was too strange; since when had Zhou Bao acquired so much power?

Zhou Bao's strength was well known in the Heaven Realm World. Before, everyone had thought he had the minimum strength of an Immortal, which meant that Zhou Bao would barely be a match for a more experienced Immortal. But what happened today showed everybody that this boy did not have the minimum strength of an Immortal, he was on his way to reaching the level of Earthly Immortal.

His combat capability was a half step to Earthly Immortal!

The Red Moon King had a grand reputation in South China as one of its strongest kings. He had made his name for several hundred thousand years. He was one of the experts of legend even though he was in South China. His power had already reached the peak of Immortal level. In recent years he had continuously been in closed-door training, getting to grips with the faintly discernible Way of Heaven, ready to attack the legendary Earthly Immortal state. A great practitioner of this caliber had been easily beaten by Zhou Bao, and after that, 35 Immortal great practitioners acting together had been even more easily defeated. This type of combat capability could only be compared with the legendary half step to Earthly Immortal level.

A Half step to Earthly Immortal was infinitely close to being an Earthly Immortal, the only difference was that the practitioner had not crossed the Earthly Immortal Tribulation. His strength far surpassed that of an Immortal great practitioner. It was really incredible that this legendary state was within reach for Zhou Bao.

As a result, some of the more imaginative people felt something was wrong. Since King Wuyang had this sort of power, how could he have suffered defeat at the hands of two insignificant Human Immortals and the Purple River King of the Evil Alliance?

It was not possible. The Purple River King's strength could only be ranked in the middle of the 37 Immortal great practitioners, perhaps even a little lower. How could they have seized a fairy weapon from Zhou Bao's hand?

This was a question, a really big question!

A half step to Earthly Immortal, Zhuyan bloodline, this Zhou Bao almost killed the Earthly Immortal Patriarch Taoist Cundi at the Eastern Thunder World!

"Boy, you will pay with your life!"

When the thoughts of the crowd were flying, a huge hole suddenly split open in the spacetime, and a huge claw descended from the sky, coming straight to grab Zhou Bao!

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