I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

Shen Tian hovered at an altitude of 10,000 meters, the storm whipping the Time-Space Tribulation Wings behind him.

Beneath the Asura mask, a pair of gleaming eyes shifted slightly, locking onto the magnificent council temple in the center of Purple Extreme City.

That was the aura of an eighth-tier expert.

"Then let's get our hands on the power of origin."

The origin of the eighth rank is precisely the purpose of Shen Tian's trip.

He quickly calculated in his mind.

Shen Tian completely ignored Hughes in the distance, and his blue and silver wings suddenly flapped.

The sonic boom cloud ignited on the spot.

Shen Tian transformed into a streak of black and red light, hurtling towards the temple on the ground with extreme ferocity.

Underground command center.

The crystal dome isolates the outside world.

The fifth, sixth, seventh, and eleventh councilors are the few remaining members of the twelve councilors of the Purple Spirit Clan.

"Congressman Hughes was repelled? How is that possible!"

The sixth member gripped the edge of the console with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

"That kid's aura hasn't weakened at all."

The seventh councilor suddenly stood up, and the spiritual essence within his natal puppet fluctuated violently.

"He's looking down! Oh no, he's targeting us!"

A massive shadow of death instantly enveloped the entire command center.

The piercing scream of the sky being torn apart penetrated the thick layers of earth and clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Prepare for defense!"

The fifth councilor roared as he issued the order.

But it was all too late.

Shen Tian swooped down.

The immense pressure from 10,000 meters above the ground created a visible, spindle-shaped airflow around him.

He gripped the Divine Punishment Battle Blade tightly, and the four powers within his body resonated in an instant—the power of space, the power of the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder, the power of the Netherworld Path, and the power of the Calamity Wind.

"Chidori Yomi".

A deep voice boomed across the sky, like a death knell for judgment.

Shen Tian swung his knife with one hand.

Three thousand blue-white blades, each fifteen meters long, instantly coalesced into shape several thousand meters in front of him, centered on him.

This is a direct intervention of spatial forces.

The blade's aura was entirely composed of extremely condensed purple lightning, with cyan tribulation wind power leaping at its edges.

These dazzling lightning cores are enveloped in dark and profound Netherworld energy.

"Chirp—chirp—"

The ear-piercing thunderous explosions converged, sounding like thousands of thunderbirds simultaneously emitting sharp roars.

The sounds overlapped, causing tangible ripples to spread through the air.

Looking down from a great height, it seemed as if a flock of divine birds, shimmering with blue and white light, had suddenly risen from that airspace.

Under the terrifying enhancement of the calamity wind, these three thousand blade beams instantly broke through the limits of physical rules.

Thirty times the speed of sound!

They were like a torrential downpour of thunder, carrying the kinetic energy to destroy everything, pouring down on the temple.

In the instant the light flashed, the blade's edge had already traversed the distance of space.

boom!

The energy surrounding the temple was torn apart like paper by this extreme speed and penetrating power.

"Chirp—chirp—"

It was as if three thousand ancient thunderbirds were flapping their wings in unison, and the sharp sound waves transformed into visible white ring-shaped air waves that roared out in mid-air.

The 15-meter-long blue-white blade of light, which was gathering high in the sky one moment, instantly erased a distance of several thousand meters in the next.

The leap in spatial laws, coupled with the kinetic energy of thirty times the speed of sound.

The high temperature generated by air friction ignited the edge of the blade's edge. The azure tribulation wind, like a blooming lotus, carried the purple lightning and transformed into an inverted blue-white thunderstorm, crashing down on the Purple Spirit Clan's temple on the ground with the force of Mount Tai.

The underground command center of the temple.

The alarm was completely drowned out by the deafening thunder.

Bright light poured down through the crack in the dome, illuminating the dimly lit command center as if it were daytime.

As a late-stage eighth-order powerhouse, the fifth councilor barely managed to react.

The energy core on the chest of the natal puppet instantly shone brightly, and a golden law light shield, tens of meters thick, opened above the heads of the four.

It's too fast, there's simply no time.

The first hundred or so blue-white lightning bolts struck the fifth councilor's golden light shield hard.

"boom!"

Upon the first impact, the light shield rippled violently.

The second time, cracks appeared everywhere.

On the tenth strike, the Law Light Shield exploded into countless golden specks of light.

Thunder, mixed with the power of azure tribulation winds, poured down like a torrential rain onto the life-bound puppets of the four councilors.

"Ughhhh!"

The seventh member of parliament let out a heart-wrenching scream.

His four-armed natal puppet, made entirely of purple obsidian gold, was pierced head-on by three blade beams, each fifteen meters long.

The black mist greedily seeped into the puppet through the wound, directly entangling his spiritual essence.

"He's draining my life force!"

The seventh member of parliament screamed in terror.

The situation is even worse for the eleventh member of parliament.

Dozens of blue and white blades crisscrossed, directly shredding his lower body into a pile of metal fragments.

"Lord Hughes, help me!"

The bodies of the eleven councilors flickered violently in the lightning.

All of this happened too fast.

From the moment Shen Tian swung his knife to the moment the four eighth-rank councilors were severely injured and fell to the ground, it was only a brief instant.

High in the sky.

Hughes had just regained his balance after being thrown backward.

He lowered his head, his gaze piercing through the rolling clouds.

At the bottom of the pit, countless blue and white arcs of electricity darted around like snakes.

Four battered and bruised eighth-rank councilors lay convulsing in the ruins.

Hughes's face armor, shimmering with an eerie light, twitched violently.

"Shen Tian! I'll tear you to pieces!"

Hughes roared to the sky, and twelve crystalline halos re-condensed behind his head.

His 150-meter-tall glass-like body, like a burning purple meteorite, tore through the air and plunged downwards.

The laws of creation surged forth without regard to cost, transforming into a purple crystal spear thousands of meters long, aimed directly at Shen Tian's back.

Shen Tian didn't even turn around to look.

The blue and silver dual-colored Space-Time Tribulation Wings on his back suddenly unfurled and then flapped violently.

Two massive sonic boom clouds exploded in mid-air one after the other.

Shen Tian's speed increased, transforming him into a black and red shooting star.

Facing the broken temple dome below, with the amethyst spear relentlessly pursuing him, he crashed headlong into the earth.

A deafening roar erupted.

The rock strata, hundreds of meters thick, and the high-strength, super-alloy protective plates were shattered with a deafening roar.

The soil churned up, and the steel bars twisted.

He forcibly broke open a straight passage several hundred meters in diameter, leading directly into the depths of the underground.

A violent shockwave poured down the deep well.

The command center deep underground.

The once magnificent and splendid building has been turned into a ruin filled with electrical currents and scorch marks.

The massive collapsed pillars lay scattered haphazardly on the ground.

The puppets of the fifth, sixth, seventh, and eleventh councilors lay in the rubble pit, their surfaces crackling with the remaining blue-white arcs of purple lightning.

The terrifying destructive power of Chidori Yomi left the bodies of these four eighth-tier powerhouses riddled with holes.

A muffled rumble of rock breaking apart came from above.

"Stop him!"