My cultivation of the Devouring Stars Technique terrified the Super God World.

Chapter 38 Xuan Tianji's death completely enraged Pan Zhen!

In the world of Super Gods, everything is governed by technology and algorithms.

The Lieyang civilization has a history of 60,000 years in the universe, filled with countless memories of glory and battles.

Fourteen hundred years ago, Sun Wukong's attack caused enormous losses to the Lieyang civilization.

However, this event also allowed them to glimpse valuable data hidden within Sun Wukong, enabling them to develop a groundbreaking technology—the technology of projecting stellar energy from a distance to create clones.

At this moment, Pan Zhen appeared before Su Ming using this technology.

His enormous and imposing figure, like a colossal mountain that blots out the sky, brought a strong sense of oppression.

This supreme being of the blazing sun once commanded Keisha to show him deference, which is enough to prove his majesty and power.

However, Su Ming was unconvinced. He raised his head, looking at Pan Zhen with disdain, his eyes filled with coldness and fearlessness: "So what if I'm going to kill Xuan Tianji?"

Pan Zhen's voice, like thunder, rolled in, shaking the surrounding space. His voice was filled with boundless authority and warning: "Su Ming, if you dare to lay a hand on Xuan Tianji, you will be making an enemy of Lieyang. If you are willing to let him go, Lieyang will not pursue your crime any further."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Tianji immediately revealed a smug expression. He seemed to see a glimmer of hope for survival, believing that with Pan Zhen's protection, he would be spared from death.

At that moment, his eyes held the confidence of a victor, as if he had already escaped the threat of death.

However, Su Ming's eyes remained cold and ruthless. He did not waver in the slightest, as if Pan Zhen's threat could not shake his resolve at all.

Facing a formidable foe, he remained steadfast, his powerful aura rivaling Pan Zhen's oppressive presence.

"So what if the sun is blazing?" Su Ming's voice was cold and resolute, carrying an inviolable aura. "Do you think I would abandon my decision just because of one sentence from you, Pan Zhen? Xuan Tianji, today, you will surely die!"

Su Ming stared at Pan Zhen expressionlessly, unmoved by his threat.

Although Pan Zhen's aura was powerful, it seemed insignificant in Su Ming's eyes.

His resolve was as firm as iron; no matter who stood before him, Su Ming would not waver.

Su Ming slowly raised his hand, manipulating his swordfish. With his will, intense lightning began to flash on the swordfish, as if he were holding the thunder in his hand.

The energy of the lightning continued to gather, gradually coalescing into a destructive force.

At this moment, the swordfish was no longer a simple weapon, but a weapon of destruction embodying Su Ming's will.

Xuan Tianji's eyes were filled with terror as he realized that the power of this attack was enough to annihilate all his life force.

His eyes were filled with despair, but at the same time, he still held onto a last hope—that Pan Zhen could stop it all and save him from danger.

Just as the swordfish was about to attack Xuan Tianji, Pan Zhen suddenly shouted, "Stop!"

His voice was deafening, and solar energy gathered around him, forming a giant palm of light.

This palm print, like a divine force that blots out the sky, carried an irresistible pressure and headed straight for Su Ming, as if it wanted to crush him completely and swallow him up along with the destructive lightning.

However, Su Ming showed no fear in the face of this earth-shattering attack.

His gaze was icy, and he softly uttered, "The Secret of the Fighting Character, broken!"

Suddenly, Su Ming's body accelerated, shooting into the sky like a bolt of lightning.

At the same time, the swordfish, with the force of a thunderbolt, fiercely stabbed towards Xuan Tianji.

The instant the lightning completely extinguished Xuan Tianji's life force, Su Ming had already faced the enormous palm of light.

The palm of light came crashing down with irresistible force, but Su Ming's figure seemed to instantly merge into the void.

His "Fighting" technique unleashed its ultimate power, forcefully tearing apart and annihilating the stellar energy gathered by Pan Zhen.

The moment the enormous hand touched Su Ming, it vanished without a trace, like a bubble in water.

This scene completely shocked Pan Zhen. He never expected that the divine power he had condensed by expending a large amount of star energy would be so easily destroyed by Su Ming.

In that instant, he truly realized that the young man in front of him possessed power that rivaled or even surpassed his imagination.

Just then, a streak of light suddenly streaked across the sky and flew swiftly toward the battlefield.

The figure moved with lightning speed, appearing instantly between Su Ming and Pan Zhen. The newcomer was none other than the Monkey King—Sun Wukong.

The appearance of Sun Wukong brought an even more powerful aura, and the surrounding air seemed to become heavy under his pressure.

He smiled slightly, crossed his arms, and his eyes were filled with an arrogant and confident air that looked down on everything.

"Hey, old man Pan Zhen, long time no see. Looks like you're still the same, preferring to settle things with your fists." Sun Wukong's voice carried a hint of mockery, but his eyes were fixed on Pan Zhen.

When Pan Zhen saw Sun Wukong appear, his expression immediately became complicated.

This war god, who once caused immense losses to the Lieyang civilization, remains as powerful and unpredictable as ever.

Even he had to remain somewhat wary of Sun Wukong.

Pan Zhen stared coldly at Sun Wukong, his eyes full of doubt and wariness.

His voice was deep and powerful, carrying an undeniable authority: "Sun Wukong, are you going to make an enemy of the blazing sun? Are you really planning to destroy our thousand-year-old peace for this brat?"

Sun Wukong chuckled, crossed his arms, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes. His tone was relaxed and mocking: "To be an enemy of the Blazing Sun? What a joke you're making, old man Pan Zhen! It should be your Blazing Sun that's an enemy of me, an enemy of Earth."

Upon hearing this, Pan Zhen frowned slightly, seemingly not yet understanding Sun Wukong's meaning.

Sun Wukong gave him no time to ask questions and continued, "Lieyang has always harbored treacherous intentions, eyeing Earth. Don't think I don't know your little schemes. Now, your subordinate came to Earth to cause trouble and was killed; he brought it on himself and has no one else to blame but himself."

His words struck Pan Zhen like a heavy hammer blow, hitting him squarely in the heart.

Sun Wukong stared calmly and fearlessly at Pan Zhen.

His words carried an undeniable resolve: "Pan Zhen, let me tell you, if your Lieyang dares to offend Earth again, I, Old Sun, won't hesitate to do what I did 1,400 years ago: storm your Lieyang Heavenly Court and teach you another painful lesson!"

These words seemed to awaken a deep-seated memory in Pan Zhen's heart, bringing to mind the history of the Lieyang civilization suffering a severe blow.

Pan Zhen's face suddenly darkened, and he felt caught in a dilemma.

He knew that Sun Wukong was not joking, and his threat was not empty talk.

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