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Pangu did not react, but the five people who stood out from the side were the first to frown.

What does that mean?

They've already humbled themselves and decided to join forces, and he still thinks they're not enough?

In an instant, the celestial phenomena were stirred up by their surging anger, resulting in a variety of astonishing phenomena, with dark clouds pressing down on the city and laws intertwining.

Cangming could no longer contain his anger; his voice was colder than ten thousand years of ice:

"Even if you have some strength, that doesn't give you the right to be so arrogant! You are far too overconfident, and you are destined to lose this battle!"

Feng Zhi withdrew his gaze from Pangu and looked at Cangming, mockingly saying:

"Defeat is inevitable?"

His tone was chillingly indifferent: "Tell me that when you can still stand up straight."

"Let's do it!"

Dou Zhan Shi, unable to bear it any longer, roared like thunder, carrying a swift and oppressive aura.

"Learn from past mistakes; this person is sharp-tongued, and his words may carry the power of law. Don't let him disturb your peace of mind!"

boom!

The five ancient, divine mountains moved simultaneously.

Without further hesitation, none of them dared to be careless. They directly activated their Heaven-Covering Dharma Forms and pressed down on Feng Zhi with their strongest power!

Now that we've decided to join forces, there's no turning back. Only by completely suppressing this person can we wash away this humiliation.

"Hahaha! Well done!"

With a loud roar, the wind stopped, its body swelled up, its blood and qi surged like the sea, and it transformed into a thousand-foot-tall sun that descended to earth.

With one step, the earth seemed to be struck by a heavy hammer, and it actually took the initiative to crash into the five enormous creatures.

However, the imagined physical encounter did not materialize.

Just as he was about to break into the formation, the five members of the Protoss retreated in unison, creating distance between them.

Their respective innate laws surged and converged, transforming into completely different divine weapons.

With a wave of his hand, Feng Boshi transformed a hurricane into a blade, and the wind-bladed tornado tore through the sky and split the earth.

With a single finger strike, the immense pressure of water condensed into countless ice spears that pierced through the void.

Aoki activated the wood spirit, and vines as strong as divine metal broke through the soil, coiling around the wind and stopping the wind in its limbs like snakes.

The Asura clan's killing intent transformed into a sword, its sharpness capable of cutting through anything.

But what truly made Feng Zhi's gaze sharpen was the Dou Zhan Clan.

He formed hand seals, radiating divine light, and actually managed to create a blood and qi phantom exactly like Feng Zhi!

Feng Zhi clicked his tongue. This fighting lineage really lived up to its reputation; they could even evolve into human form.

Unfortunately, the caster was not strong enough and could only manifest a fraction of his combat power, but it was enough to briefly contend with him physically.

Instead of engaging in close combat, the Protoss decided on their tactics early on.

The strongest member of the Douzhan clan will hold Feng Zhi back, while the other four will cooperate from the outside to deplete his mana and find an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow!

This is a guerrilla-style offensive.

After all, everyone had seen what Feng Zhi had done in the previous battles. His strongest point was his physical body, and no matter how arrogant the gods were, they wouldn't be foolish enough to confront his strongest domain head-on.

"kill!"

Dou Zhan took the lead, the ground beneath his feet shattered, and he swung his fist, manifesting the Six Paths of Reincarnation, as he charged straight at Feng Zhi.

The other four followed closely behind, launching a massive, overwhelming attack that firmly locked onto him.

Feng Zhi was trapped in place by the vines of the Aoki clan, but he was clear-headed and surveyed his surroundings, instantly discerning their intentions.

"Oh……"

A divine voice that swept across the eight wastelands emanated from his mouth, carrying an undisguised sneer.

They wanted to force him to activate his invulnerability to all magic, and then exhaust his divine power.

Sorry, he's not that stupid.

He simply withdrew his invulnerability and used his physical body to meet this overwhelming offensive.

boom!

Feng Zhi punched Zhan Shi and faced him head-on.

A counterfeit is still a counterfeit; the terrifying force paralyzed Dou Zhanshi's entire arm.

Feng Zhi slapped him so hard he flew ten miles away, leaving a long crater in the ground.

With another sudden tug on his thigh, the vines wrapped around his feet snapped off one by one.

But in that very gap, Feng Zhi managed to withstand the combined attack from the others on his back.

Ice spear, wind blade, killing sword, wooden spikes.

Even though some of the human fortune had been swept away, a considerable amount still struck his crystal-clear, divine-gold-like body.

Sparks flew, flesh tore apart, and the wind stopped, unusually, as the emperor's blood flowed out.

But he didn't utter a sound, and his aura remained magnificent and vast.

A ray of divine light flashed, and those shocking wounds healed in the blink of an eye, as if they had never been injured.

Wow!

This scene instantly ignited the excitement of the spectators.

The crowd's expressions were solemn, their gazes sweeping over Feng Zhi's body repeatedly before finally uttering a few words in trembling voices:

"Recreating the world!"

Nuwa's creation of the universe is naturally renowned and resounds throughout the heavens and earth.

Among the many healing methods throughout history, it consistently ranks among the top three!

As everyone guessed, Feng Zhi had already cultivated the Big Dipper Emperor Scripture, and at most mastered another Human Emperor Ancient Scripture, since having more Emperor Scriptures was not necessarily better.

But who would have thought that he could actually master this heaven-defying healing technique?

What incredible level of comprehension!

A little thought reveals a chill down one's spine, a sense of dread, and an astonishment at the genius behind it!

This battle, which everyone believed was a certain defeat, began to become uncertain.

"Hmph!" A cold snort broke the silence.

Dou Zhan Shi stood up from the ground, his fighting spirit growing stronger than before.

"So what if you have the power to recreate the universe? The more you know, the stronger I become!"

He formed a hand seal again, and the laws of all phenomena surged wildly, quickly condensing into a layer of luster similar to that on Feng Zhi's body, faintly floating with the Daoist charm of the power of creation.

Feng Zhi narrowed his eyes. Even this can evolve? That's quite interesting.

But then he shook his head, looking regretful: "The Laws of All Things are indeed exquisite, but unfortunately..."

"What's a pity?" Dou Zhan frowned, knowing full well that what followed wasn't anything nice, but still couldn't help asking for his opponent's true opinion.

"It's a pity your talent doesn't match this innate law," Feng Zhi said bluntly.

"I've heard that the Fighting Warrior lineage can not only deduce all laws, but at its peak, it can even evolve supreme imperial weapons! Their power is no less than that of the genuine articles!"

"But you, you've only managed to unleash about 30% of my power, you're still far from that level..."

He paused, a cruel smile playing on his lips: "No hope in this life."

Dou Zhan's face darkened, and he cursed himself for being so foolish.

This person's words seemed to be poisoned, more poisonous than a venomous woman. When has he ever uttered a human word?

Without further ado, Dou Zhan Shi sprang into action once more.

This time, he no longer manifested the illusory image of Feng Zhi's blood and qi, but instead transformed into a chaotic and indistinct divine light, directly targeting Feng Zhi.

The other four followed suit, their attack even more ferocious than before, showing a desperate, all-out effort.

Instead of retreating, the wind stopped, and the fists advanced, their light overwhelming. When they clashed with the opponent, each punch seemed to carry the power to shatter the void.

He let the ice spears pierce his flesh, the wind blades slice through his skin, and the killing sword pierce his chest.

The emperor's blood flowed like a torrent, splashing across the earth.

But the radiant light of rebirth followed him closely, and the wound was quickly and forcibly healed.