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A terrifying aura erupted from Luo Tian, ​​several times stronger than before.

Golden light surged from his body, enveloping him like a small sun.

His hair was blown about by the blast wave and danced wildly in the air.

His eyes turned gold, and it seemed as if stars were flowing in his pupils.

"You...you were hiding your true strength?!"

The old man's pupils contracted, and his expression changed drastically.

He sensed Luo Tian's aura, and the pressure emanating from him was even stronger than his own!

"Impossible! You're only in your twenties, how could you possibly have such cultivation?!"

The old man's voice trembled.

Luo Tian grinned:

"Your vision is too narrow. You're confined by this world and think that being the Supreme Martial God is the end? You're just being arrogant!"

"You can't talk about ice with a summer insect, and you can't talk about the sky with a frog in a well."

He slowly raised the Xuanyuan Sword, and a beam of sword light pointed straight to the sky, turning golden.

The sun, moon, and stars on the sword simultaneously lit up, emitting a dazzling light.

The mountains, rivers, plants, and trees depicted on the other side seem to come alive, full of vitality.

All the runes on the Xuanyuan Sword were activated, unleashing the full power of this ancient sword.

The dark clouds in the sky were dispersed by the golden disc player, revealing a clear blue sky.

Suddenly, a white dot appeared in the clear blue sky.

The white dot grew larger and faster as it approached from afar, appearing in the sky above the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

A blinding white light shone down, and everyone present closed their eyes, unable to open them.

"Today, I will show you what the methods of immortals are."

Luo Tian's voice boomed like thunder, resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

"Great Divine Power—Sunset Burial Sky Sword!"

The Xuanyuan Sword cleaved down from above, and a gigantic sun, breaking the sound barrier and exceeding the speed of light, crashed down towards the center of the battlefield.

The sun overhead, shining like a pillar, blocked out the sky.

It was a thousand feet in diameter, burning with golden flames, and wherever it passed, the void melted and the clouds evaporated.

The air was filled with the smell of burning, and the scorching heat swept over Zhuilong Lake.

The entire world trembled.

The earth was shaking, the lake was boiling, and the mountains were cracking—a scene of apocalypse.

"What...what is that?!"

"The sun? The sun fell down?!"

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

"This is a celestial technique! A celestial technique that only immortals can perform!"

Everyone present was terrified.

They stared blankly at the sun, which grew larger and closer.

The terrifying heat could be felt even hundreds of miles away.

The lake water began to evaporate, releasing large amounts of steam.

The rocks on the ground were baked red, and the grassland was ablaze.

Those martial artists and cultivators were pale-faced and trembling all over.

"Run! Run!"

"The sun has fallen down!"

"Luo Tian is an immortal! He really is an immortal!"

Some people wanted to run away, but their legs were too weak to move.

Some people knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Please spare me, immortal! Please spare me, immortal!"

……

In the sky, the old man of heavenly secrets was terrified.

In all his years of cultivation, he had never seen such a terrifying attack method.

He had never heard of manipulating the power of the sun with human power before, and today he witnessed it firsthand.

He wanted to escape, but the sun held him firmly in place.

Moreover, the sun was constantly rotating and compressing, shrinking from a thousand feet to a hundred feet, and finally to only ten feet in diameter.

An invisible force surged from the small sun, binding him completely. No matter where he fled, the sun would follow him.

He felt like a flying insect stuck in a spider web, struggling in vain.

"No...it's impossible..."

The old man's voice even changed tone.

For the first time, fear appeared in his eyes.

A fear unlike any seen in three thousand years.

"I have cultivated for three thousand years, and finally reached the Supreme Martial God realm... Once my realm is perfected, I can ascend to heaven in broad daylight... I cannot die... I absolutely cannot die..."

He frantically mobilized all the power within his body, even at the cost of sacrificing his lifespan to gain strength.

His aura grew even stronger, and he swung his bamboo staff repeatedly, unleashing a series of hand seals with lightning speed, while countless beams of green light shot out from the gourd's mouth.

The blue light, like the tail flame of a comet, spread across the sky and rushed toward the sun.

However, it was of no use! Great supernatural powers borrow from the power of heaven and earth, and are naturally formed by the Dao, which cannot be countered by ordinary attacks.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The blue light collided with the sun, like a moth drawn to a flame, and was instantly annihilated.

The sun remained motionless and continued to crash down.

The Celestial Elder could already feel the intense heat of the sun's surface; the protective shield that had formed around him was cracking and splintering, death was drawing near...