I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Having lived for so many years and become saints, when have they ever been subjected to such outrageous contempt?!

No, this is not just contempt, it's treating them like insects that can be crushed at will, and then complaining that the insects aren't plump enough!
Outside the giant screen in China, after a brief silence, the barrage of comments exploded like a tsunami:
: ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? (Screen full of question marks)

If this were my first time meeting Zhang Tianshi, and I saw this scene, I would definitely think he was being stubborn in a desperate situation, clinging to his pride, and putting on a show.

But! I'm a long-time fan who's followed this story since the very first one! Based on my understanding of Zhang Tianshi, brothers, get your snacks ready, the big one is coming!

Why aren't these old geezers running away? Are they just waiting to die?

Holy crap, are you guys serious? To me, it seems like Zhang Tianshi is at a disadvantage.

If Zhang Tianshi is truly at a disadvantage, he won't bother with any nonsense; he'll either run away and look for an opportunity.

Why are these five old geezers still so ignorant? They should hurry up and kowtow to Zhang Tianshi to admit their mistakes. Maybe if Zhang Tianshi is in a good mood, he can keep them as gatekeepers.

Newcomers, stop guessing! Remember this golden rule: when Zhang Tianshi is showing off, never believe he's just bragging; he's probably just stating the facts.

In the world of supernatural tales, the five saints recover from their initial shock and absurdity, followed by overwhelming rage and chilling murderous intent!
To be so humiliated by a junior who has just entered the Saint Realm—if word gets out, how will they save face? Their very Dao heart will be tarnished!

Radiant voice, like rolling thunder, carried a wrath that sought to purify all evil: "Arrogant and ignorant brat! Today I will show you what it means to be a saint whose majesty cannot be insulted!"

The Nightmare's invisible fluctuations emitted a faint whisper, full of inquiry and danger: "An interesting soul, perfect. Refine it into my Soul Banner, and it will surely become an excellent main soul!"

Shanpan didn't speak, but simply took a step forward.

Boom! The earth trembled, and the thick, earth-yellow light of law around him began to condense, like a volcano about to erupt.

The sick old man sighed sadly, took a dusty gray gourd from his waist, uncorked it, and a nauseating gray-green stench that seemed to erode all life began to spread out. He muttered, "The disease has reached the terminal stage and there is no cure. What a pity to waste this excellent 'sick body' material."

The old woman touched the raven feathers on her head with her withered fingers, her voice hoarse like a curse: "Misfortune has befallen you, and your fate is inescapable. Today is the day of your demise."

Five terrifying auras of sainthood, no longer holding back in the slightest, crashed down on Zhang Yangqing at the center like five ancient divine mountains!
The heavens and earth changed color, the laws of nature cried out in anguish, and a true siege was about to erupt!
Zhang Yangqing, facing this terrifying pressure that could make any new saint despair, simply moved his wrist slightly. His purple-gold heterochromatic pupils remained calm, even carrying a hint of dissatisfaction.

It felt as if Zhang Yangqing thought there were too few of these five saints, not enough for him to stretch his muscles.

From any perspective, this is a complete dead end!

A newly enlightened saint who has just broken through is besieged by five veteran saints with different Taoist methods and rich experience. It would be a miracle if he could hold out for even a moment, let alone turn the tide.
Just as the five saints—Radiant Glory, Nightmare, Mountain Rock, Sick Old Man, and Crow Granny—were preparing to strike simultaneously, abandoning any notion of "chivalrous code" for individual combat, the fate of the Hidden Clan Ancestor served as a bloody lesson. None of them were confident they could defeat this strange individual alone; joining forces to suppress him was the safest option.

However, the next second, Zhang Yangqing showed everyone with his actions why he dared to be so arrogant!

Just as the Five Saints revealed their murderous intent and their energy was about to explode, Zhang Yangqing made his move.

Without any warning, he raised his right hand and slammed it hard on his chest, right in front of his heart!

"puff!"

A large mouthful of blood, mixed with purplish-gold light and dense death energy, gushed out! This blood was not caused by injury, but was the primordial essence and foundation of the holy path that was actively forced out!
Immediately afterwards, the saintly aura that had just stabilized around him began to burn and fall wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Countless twisted, pitch-black, eerie runes, seemingly from the deepest depths of the netherworld, emerged beneath his skin. These runes wriggled like living creatures, greedily absorbing his boundless life force, holy essence, and even soul power!
His hair began to turn gray at a visible speed, and his once crystal-clear skin instantly lost its luster, even showing signs of fine cracking and dryness!
The clear golden light in his left eye and the dark purple light in his right eye surged to their extremes at the same time, yet they also exuded an aura of madness and destruction that disregarded everything!
He is burning his life! He is destroying his own holiness! He is crumbling his very foundation!

This is a forbidden technique that uses lifespan as fuel, cultivation level as firewood, and the foundation of the holy path as a guide!
People usually only unleash this kind of insane, self-destructive outburst when they are in dire straits, certain to die, and want to take the enemy down with them in their final moments.

But now, although Zhang Yangqing seems to be surrounded, he is far from being at his wit's end. In fact, he just crippled the Hidden Clan Ancestor's leg and his momentum is at its peak!

He actually came out and, without saying a word, immediately started using this "suicide truck" style of attack?!

This isn't just madness; this is utterly disregarding one's own life and the cultivation level of a Saint!
It was as if his breakthrough to the Saint Realm was all for the sake of unleashing even more dazzling fireworks at this moment, dragging more saints down with him!
"A treacherous path! Annihilation and Ruins!"

A hoarse, dry voice, seemingly from the deepest hell, filled with endless death and the will to end, roared out from Zhang Yangqing's mouth!

It's clear that by calling out the name of this move, Zhang Yangqing has integrated himself into this world.

With that roar, everything inside him burst into flames.

Life, cultivation, sainthood, and soul transformed into the purest, most primal, and most violent bizarre source power, which erupted with a roar!

Rumble, rumble—! ! !
It's no longer confined to this barren rocky area, and it's no longer a simple energy surge!

Centered on Zhang Yangqing, an indescribable, eerie tide, seemingly capable of devouring the entire world, spread and crushed indiscriminately in all directions and up and down, like the Big Bang at the beginning of the universe!
The sky, where the originally distinct seven-colored auspicious clouds and the eerie divine projection were instantly swallowed and merged by this pure, destructive, and eerie tide, transforming into a surging, viscous, pure black sky that seemed capable of polluting all concepts and existence!
The earth was cracked, parched, and decaying!
Countless gray-black death vines and bone spurs, seemingly from the underworld, burst forth from the ground, twisting and growing, devouring all life they touched!
Rocks turned to powder, and the river dried up and turned black in an instant!
Light was distorted and absorbed, sound was annihilated and swallowed up, the temperature dropped sharply, and the air was filled with an absolute silence and madness that froze the soul!

The extent of this strange tide exceeded everyone's imagination!
It not only enveloped this battlefield, but also spread like a plague throughout the entire Undying Mountain Realm at an alarming rate! (End of Chapter)