He was invincible from the beginning of the Heaven-Covering Era.

"How can they be so strong! I'm not reconciled!" One by one, the living fossils roared, unleashing their ultimate skills. The Taiyin Holy Power even gathered into a vast ocean, rising against the heavens.

Outside, everyone saw that the dozen or so living fossils were desperately resisting in that world of laws, releasing boundless power, but it was all just a drop in the ocean. In the end, they all fell into despair, and their bodies exploded one after another, becoming flowers of blood.

The Taiyin Sect Master's expression was neither joyful nor sorrowful; his emotions were no longer discernible. He looked at Zhou Qing's avatar before him and said, "Do you think we can only awaken our hidden potential by entering that small world?"

At this moment, the world was filled with the screams of Taiyin Divine Sect disciples. More than a dozen living fossils from the Sun lineage had arrived, leading some young disciples in a massacre.

Meanwhile, the elders of the Taiyin Divine Sect were blocked here by Zhou Qing's avatar. With Zhou Qing's avatar in front and Princess Shenzhou intercepting them from behind, they were unable to help their disciples at all.

In the sky, the three sacred weapons soared into the air the instant the great formation shattered, only to be blocked by Zhou Qing's supreme imperial weapon.

"boom!"

A sacred weapon was struck by an ultimate imperial weapon. Before the deity within it could be struck, it let out a mournful cry, then shattered into dust, which fell from the sky.

With a wave of his hand, the Taiyin Sect Master unleashed the power of all the elders present. A skull resembling black jade flew out, bearing Dao patterns and spewing forth Taiyin Holy Power from its seven orifices.

However, it was no use. Zhou Qing's avatar threw out a white jade bead, which instantly blasted at the target.

boom!

A terrifying roar of the Great Dao resounded, as if a star field was collapsing. The saint's skull was smashed and sent flying, its dark light dimming.

After smashing open the saint's skull, the white jade bead continued its rapid movement, rushing directly into a group of elders.

With a bang, the void transformed into a vast black rift, where boundless power surged. Under this power, the elders, like ants, perished in an instant.

A series of screams erupted as figures exploded one after another, turning into clouds of blood mist and shattering completely!

The leader of the Taiyin Sect remained indifferent, seemingly oblivious to the horrific scene of death and injury, or rather, he didn't care.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed with a blood-red light, and wisps of blood mist condensed, transforming into a blood-red divine power that disappeared into the void in the blink of an eye, vanishing without a trace.

"Oh? There are such methods?" Zhou Qing was somewhat surprised.

"You underestimate the power of awakening one's inner strength. Do you think you can stop its revival by standing here with just an avatar? Absolutely not," the Taiyin Sect Master said coldly.

"Haha, what are you thinking? When did I say I would completely stop the awakening of the foundation? Even if I could stop it for a while, the foundation would inevitably be awakened when the Taiyin Divine Sect was finally destroyed. I'll just delay it for as long as I can." Zhou Qing laughed loudly.

boom!

Within the forbidden area, a hidden little world emerged, and four figures exuding holy might soared into the sky, their shattered divine sources emerging.

boom!

With a deafening roar, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. A Kunpeng soared across the sky, its magical power boundless. The sun, moon, and stars trembled, and the underground megacity completely collapsed.

The figure who burst out of the divine source suddenly changed color.

With a single punch, the heavens and earth trembled, the sky exploded, and the earth sank.

However, an unstoppable force came, and a Kunpeng was heavier than dozens or hundreds of stars. The figure was instantly sent flying and disappeared into the vast sky as a black dot.

The Kunpeng spread its wings, as if it had traveled through time. A fierce wind arose between heaven and earth, and the chaotic energy surged. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from the spot and chased after it.

Click!

In the sky, Zhou Qing's true form activated the Emperor Weapon to catch up with the other two Saint Weapons in succession, destroying them all into dust and completely disappearing into the world.

Then, he put away his imperial weapon, his clothes fluttering as he slowly landed on the ground and walked step by step through the ruins.

His avatar outside the Heavenly Realm gradually faded and eventually disappeared completely, transforming into a golden light that streaked across the sky and entered Zhou Qing's crown chakra.

He stretched out a hand, activated the "Soldier" secret technique, and the King's Death Bell, which was fighting against the golden ancient war chariot, trembled. Finally, it could not withstand the power of the "Soldier" secret technique and was grabbed by Zhou Qing, shrunk, shrunk, and then suppressed into the Mountain and River Diagram.

The King's Toll has a power to influence emotions, similar to human desires, but in a different direction. It is also subject to the seven emotions and six desires, and is worth Zhou Qing's study.

During this process, the Taiyin Sect Leader and others did not attack him because they knew it would be useless.

However, three figures stood in the sky, and billowing black mist rose up, instantly obscuring the sun.

These were three ancient and unrecognizable cultivators, with withered skin, depleted blood and qi, their bodies as thin as skin and bones, and a putrid aura emanating from them.

Two saints and a saint king stood in the sky, coldly watching Zhou Qing take away the King's Death Knell. Then one of them said coldly, "Young man, being too greedy is not a good thing. Whatever you take now, you will have to give back sooner or later!"

Zhou Qing laughed and said, "Then come on over! If you can beat me, then what you say is naturally correct; otherwise, a baseless threat will only make people laugh in vain."

"Relying on an imperial weapon is nothing but a display of true skill. You're just a mere half-saint; any one of us could easily plunge you into eternal damnation," a saint said coldly.

"Haha, so that's why you were standing there so still. You were afraid of the imperial weapon in my hand." Zhou Qing laughed.

He transmitted his voice to the living fossils of the Sun lineage, then threw out the Sun Emperor Tower, which transformed into a stream of light and flew into the hands of the living fossils of the Sun lineage.

"Now you can go in, right?" Zhou Qing said in a low voice.

"brush!"

A sage moved instantly, and a burst of blazing Dao light erupted from his fists and palms, like an ancient god questioning him, emitting a rumbling heavenly sound that was deafening.

He stepped through the void, as if a god or demon had descended, his whole body radiating light, his eyes filled with the sight of mountains and rivers collapsing and all things sinking, making him appear incredibly terrifying.

This is a sage. Although he is old and frail, his actions can still shake the heavens and earth, and boundless divine laws and overwhelming magical power all surge forth.

Chi!

A golden ray of light instantly illuminated the heavens and the earth, like the first light of creation, piercing through the dark universe, stunning the world with its ultimate brilliance.

Zhou Qing drew the Heavenly Emperor Sword from the void, and in a flash, everything froze.

The saint stood motionless before Zhou Qing like a lifelike sculpture, though upon closer inspection, subtle movements could be observed.

With a flash of sword light, time resumed its flow.

puff!

A head flew off, and blood gushed out like a fountain from the headless corpse's neck before rolling to the ground.

As Zhou Qing thrust out his sword, thousands upon thousands of Dao symbols immediately appeared on it, densely packed and exuding a majestic and powerful aura. A raging sword intent, embodying the supremacy of heaven and earth, covered the sky.

"what!"

The head let out a scream. As Zhou Qing pulled the Heavenly Emperor Sword from the head, it was revealed that the sword had pierced through a tiny primordial spirit, its face contorted in pain, its body scattering fragments of primordial spirit that were stuck on the tip of the sword.

Chapter 224 Sorrowful Fist and Thor

"What? What kind of move is this? Why is it so powerful?" The other two figures in the sky were shocked, never expecting such a scene to appear.

That sword strike was extremely profound and powerful, so much so that even a saint was beheaded before he could react.

Zhou Qingjian challenged the Saint's primordial spirit, then looked at the two figures in the sky and spoke in a calm, indifferent voice: "Anyone else want to try?"

The other saint's face immediately darkened, and he said coldly, "I didn't expect that we would misjudge you. We didn't realize that you were actually a super half-saint, unlike ordinary half-saints. But don't be too happy yet. He is just the weakest of the three of us, and he has only just started at the saint stage. Defeating him is a testament to your ability, but now your good days are over, because I am about to make my move."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sage immediately stretched out a huge hand, with dense and intricate Dao patterns covering the sky and the sun. The sacred power of Taiyin covered the world, and everything was covered with a layer of frost.

"How terrifying." The Taiyin Sect Master trembled, as if he had fallen into the underworld, his body shaking involuntarily.

"This must be Saint Chenyuan. It is said that he almost took another step forward and became a Saint King. Even the Demon Lord would not be able to stop him when he makes a move!"

The elders stared fervently at this saint, hoping to see him shatter the Demon Lord's invincible myth and let the world know that their Taiyin Divine Sect was not to be trifled with, and that provoking them would come at a bloody price!

"Heh, if you were still young, this attack would indeed be a threat to me. But with your current physical condition, how much power can you still unleash?"

Zhou Qing stood on the ground, yet it was as if he were looking down on everything. All the great principles of the world revolved around him, and strands of the Dao passed by him.

Chi!

With a flash of sword light, Saint Chenyuan immediately felt a sharp pain in his palm, and then felt nothing.

boom!

With a deafening crash, a hand, dripping with blood, fell to the ground, creating a deep crater. Dust billowed up, and several elders, splattered with blood, screamed in agony and vanished in an instant.

"Good heavens, I underestimated you. You're worth my full effort," Saint Chenyuan said angrily.

As soon as he took a step, all sorts of strange phenomena appeared in the world.

Auspicious colors descended from the sky, and divine lotuses appeared on the earth. Various rays of light formed long rivers, converging into a divine sea that hung down, causing the heavens and earth to collapse under its oppressive force.

These are true saints, whose every move is accompanied by various extraordinary phenomena of heaven and earth. This is because their Dao attainment has transcended the mundane and left an indelible mark on the world.

The way of the sage is to unite humanity with nature, and to use every blade of grass, every tree, and all things in heaven and earth.

Even heaven and earth responded to them, with various laws of nature descending spontaneously to amplify their attacks.

With its own sage-like principles at its core, surrounded by various principles of heaven and earth, the power of a sage's actions is unimaginable.

This is why sages can create small worlds, while semi-sages cannot, because only the true principles of a sage can serve as the core of a small world.

"Zheng!"

Zhou Qing also became serious in the face of this attack, transforming into a sword god. A sword cry resounded through the sky, piercing everyone's ears and making everyone's senses go wild.

The stage was trembling.

It was a terrifying fluctuation, merging with heaven and earth, as if the whole world had turned into a sword, faintly taking the shape of a sword.

The earth within a radius of ten thousand miles was cracking as an extremely powerful sword intent swept across it. Everyone felt as if a divine sword was pointing at them from between their brows, and that with the slightest tremor, they would be reduced to dust.

"As expected of someone from the Zhou family, he already possesses some of the sword intent of that Zhou Tianyang from back then," exclaimed the living fossil of the Sun Ancient Sect.

Zhou Qing made his move once again. He channeled his cultivation into the sword, merging it with the heavens and earth, and charged towards the saint in the sky with the will of the world.

In an instant, divine light filled the sky like a sea, sword energy like a rainbow, and the divine laws of order transformed into beams of light like chains, densely covering every inch of space, and the battle suddenly became countless times more intense.

Saint Chenyuan threw another punch, his face instantly turning incredibly sorrowful. This sorrow was like a mighty river, surging and turbulent between heaven and earth, even the Great Dao seemed to be tainted with sadness.

"This fist is called the Sorrow Fist, a fist I created myself. With this fist, I almost broke into the forbidden realm and became invincible in the world. Can you still withstand this punch?"

Zhou Qing's expression was solemn. This punch was too powerful; heaven and earth seemed to weep and grieve.

In just a moment, Zhou Qing felt as if he had become the enemy of this world, as if he had an irreconcilable feud with it, and that the entire world was targeting him.

"The Sacred Technique of Myriad Transformations, the Dao Transformation of Myriad Spirits, and the Divine Spirits of the Great Dao, together form an invulnerable force against all laws!"

With a wave of his hands, billions of strange lights burst forth from in front of him, soaring into the sky. These lights were multicolored, yet distinct, and seemed to merge together, creating a chaotic radiance.

Its radiance illuminated the entire world, like a vast ocean flowing upstream, colliding with the tens of thousands of divine chains of order formed by the Path of Sorrow, creating a thunderous roar.

This was a battle between saints, with overwhelming holy might. The sky itself seemed to collapse, as if the world was being created and chaotic fragments were scattered everywhere, which was extremely terrifying and astonishing!

"The Fist of Sorrow is a fist that goes against one's own heart. The word 'sorrow' is composed of 'non-being' above and 'heart' below. The way of non-heart is the way of sorrow." Saint Chenyuan's voice was somewhat low, as if he was suppressing his own sorrow.

"That punch of yours was truly powerful, but unfortunately, it had a fatal flaw." Zhou Qing's eyes flashed as he saw something, and then he sighed.

Zhou Qingzhen's sword emitted a bright, intense light, like a sun streaking across the sky, leaving a long, blinding trail.