#540 - Just a boring game
Jun Tianchao didn't need to say these things.
But whether he said them or not was the same; if Xu Fengqiu could understand, he could understand even if he didn't say them.
He knew that Xu Fengqiu might be able to solve the previous methods.
If he was lucky, he might be able to get rid of Xu Fengqiu.
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Those methods were definitely capable of killing any Supreme Immortal Emperor, or even an extremely exaggerated Supreme Immortal Emperor.
He didn't underestimate Xu Fengqiu.
Therefore, he painstakingly created this ultimate trump card.
But he didn't expect that he would take out the ultimate trump card so quickly.
However, this ultimate trump card should work!
It really should work!
The Coffin of the Evil God suddenly opened, and a dark shadow soared into the sky, its evil overflowing, instantly turning the entire secret realm into a purgatory.
The shadow struck down with a palm, and it seemed that even space itself was crushed.
Xu Fengqiu finally raised his head, a gleam of light flashing in his eyes: "Finally, something a bit challenging."
Instead of retreating, he advanced, his figure rushing towards the evil shadow like a shooting star, raising his hand and colliding with a palm.
"Boom—!"
The huge roar shook the entire secret realm, causing it to teeter on the brink of collapse.
The terrifying power of the evil shadow was actually blocked head-on by Xu Fengqiu's palm, and the two sides fell into a brief stalemate.
The corners of Xu Fengqiu's mouth slightly raised: "That's all there is to it."
Suddenly, an earth-shattering sword intent erupted from his body, and as the power in his palm soared, the evil shadow was directly shaken back hundreds of feet.
The light on the Coffin of the Evil God quickly dimmed, and a crack even appeared on the coffin.
Jun Tianchao: ! ! !
The atmosphere in the secret realm instantly solidified.
Jun Tianchao widened his eyes, looking at the crack in the Coffin of the Evil God in disbelief.
That was his ultimate trump card, set up with countless efforts and lives, yet it seemed so fragile in Xu Fengqiu's hands.
"This is impossible!" Jun Tianchao muttered to himself, his voice full of disbelief: "The Coffin of the Evil God is an extremely evil object from the ancient ruins of Nine Provinces, it can never be destroyed by the power of mortals!"
He could accept that his previous methods were easily dealt with by Xu Fengqiu.
But this, he really couldn't accept!
Xu Fengqiu stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the storm of energy.
He glanced at Jun Tianchao indifferently, his tone revealing disappointment: "Jun Tianchao, your so-called methods are really boring. If the real threat of Nine Provinces is only this, then it's too disappointing."
"Xu Fengqiu! Don't be complacent!" Veins popped out on Jun Tianchao's face, he roared through gritted teeth, and lost his usual refined, calculating demeanor.
"It's still the same sentence, today, you will undoubtedly die! The Law will definitely be mine, Jun Tianchao's!"
Before he finished speaking, Jun Tianchao formed an ancient hand seal, and fresh blood flowed from between his fingers, merging into the altar. The cracked Coffin of the Evil God actually vibrated again, the coffin lid opened again, and a dense black mist poured out, blotting out the sun.
In the black mist, a towering shadow slowly emerged, even larger and more terrifying than before. A pair of blood-red eyes appeared from the black mist, emitting an aura of destroying everything.
"He actually burned his life force to awaken the Evil God?" Xu Fengqiu frowned slightly, but there was no trace of panic in his tone.
The shadow's deep roar reverberated throughout the secret realm, and the evil swept in like a tide. All the formations were completely activated under its pressure, turning into rays of light filled with murderous intent.
"Xu Fengqiu!" The shadow spoke for the first time, its voice like rolling thunder, carrying the majesty of ancient times: "Mortal, how dare you provoke my majesty!"
A cold light flashed on the Heaven Punishing Sword in Xu Fengqiu's hand, and he smiled slightly: "What Evil God? In front of me, you're just a paper tiger."
The shadow was furious, raised its huge palm, and slapped towards Xu Fengqiu with endless destructive power.
Xu Fengqiu didn't dodge or evade, the sword intent around him surged like a tide, and he instantly merged into the sword light, turning into an elusive streamer, rushing straight into the evil shadow's chest.
During this period, the Power Law, the Supreme Emperor Body, the Power of Chaos, and other powers all erupted.
"Boom—!"
The sword light collided head-on with the evil shadow's palm, and the entire secret realm shook violently. The ground cracked, and countless formations were directly torn apart.
The evil shadow's huge body was forcibly knocked back, and a deep sword mark appeared on its chest.
"Xu Fengqiu, you do have some skill!" The shadow's voice revealed a hint of anger, but more of solemnity.
At this moment, it was more like Jun Tianchao speaking.
"However, you still can't escape death today!"
It opened its mouth, and a pitch-black beam of energy spurted out, pointing directly at Xu Fengqiu.
Xu Fengqiu's eyes narrowed, and the light of the Heaven Punishing Sword in his hand soared. He raised his sword and waved it, and the sword energy poured back like a galaxy, meeting the beam of light.
"Bang!"
The two forces met in the air, erupting with dazzling light.
The entire secret realm was teetering on the brink of collapse under this blow, as if it would collapse at any moment.
Jun Tianchao stood in the distance, a smug smile appearing on the corner of his mouth. He murmured in a low voice: "The power of the Evil God cannot be resisted by mortals. Xu Fengqiu, you are ultimately courting your own destruction!"
This power is beyond the existence of Nine Provinces.
It is also the power of the Eight Desolations!
Almost no one knows.
Nine Provinces can't deal with you, Xu Fengqiu, but the Eight Desolations can, right?
However, when the light gradually dissipated, an unyielding figure still stood in place.
Xu Fengqiu's figure slowly emerged from the sword energy, his robes were slightly damaged, but his aura was still extremely powerful. He raised his head and stared at the shadow with cold eyes: "Is this all your power?"
A trace of shock appeared in the shadow's eyes: "Impossible! You are just a mortal, how can you resist my power!"
The corners of Xu Fengqiu's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer: "Mortal? Maybe, but a mere Evil God doesn't even have the qualifications to make me serious."
As he spoke, the power in his body soared again, and the sword intent soared into the sky.
The Heaven Punishing Sword let out a clear and loud cry in his hand.
This Evil God's incarnation is indeed heaven-defying!
But there's no way around it, after all, it's not a truly heaven-defying existence from the Eight Desolations in the true sense.
Its existence is actually just the power of a God Emperor!
Of course, others, even Jun Tianchao, cannot resist it.
But Xu Fengqiu's methods are even more heaven-defying.
"Next, I'll send you back to dust." Xu Fengqiu's tone was calm, but it carried an irresistible majesty.
The sword light in his hand rose again, and a sword energy that pierced the sky pointed directly at the evil shadow's head.
The evil shadow let out an unwilling roar, trying its best to condense its final barrier. However, the sword energy ignored all obstacles, penetrated its defense, and completely cut off its head.
The evil shadow's body slowly collapsed in the air, turning into countless black mist and dissipating between the heavens and the earth.
Jun Tianchao looked at this scene, his face pale.
His last trump card was actually easily broken by Xu Fengqiu.
"Xu Fengqiu... you..." He wanted to say something, but found that his voice became incomparably weak under Xu Fengqiu's cold gaze.
Xu Fengqiu walked towards Jun Tianchao step by step, his eyes full of coldness: "Jun Tianchao, do you have any last words?"
Jun Tianchao was covered in cold sweat, his body retreated involuntarily, and he murmured: "Xu Fengqiu, I... I just wanted to..."
Jun Tianchao didn't dare to speak anymore, his eyes filled with fear.
"Unfortunately, you're not worthy." As Xu Fengqiu's voice fell, the sword light in his hand flashed, and Jun Tianchao's figure disappeared into the secret realm.
The secret realm returned to peace, but this world could no longer withstand Xu Fengqiu's power and began to gradually collapse.
Xu Fengqiu raised his head to look at the sky and said softly: "Jun Tianchao, the battle with you is just a boring game."
Fancy and flashy, so annoying!
"This Nine Provinces has indeed lost my interest, the Eight Desolations..."
