<h4>Chapter 1567: Chapter 1564: Xu Wendong’s Power</h4>
Liu Yuansong held the blood-red longsword in his hand, the sword resembling an evil object from Jiuyou Purgatory, emitting a chilling aura.
On the sword’s de, blood-light flowed like substance, with each strand telling tales of countless bloody massacres.
He swung the sword abruptly.
In an instant, the sword’s momentum was like a bamboo split, carrying the force to destroy the heavens and earth.
The sword broke through the void, emitting an extremely sharp whistling sound, a sound akin to the Grim Reaper himself blowing a deadly horn, causing fear to grip the heart.
"Die!"
Liu Yuansong roared in anger, the scarlet light expanding madly as it traveled, instantaneously transforming into a massive light de that blocked out the sun.
Wherever the light de passed, the space seemed like fragile rice paper, easily torn into abyssal chasms.
ck space cracks opened like the bloodthirsty jaws of a monstrous beast, exuding a terrifying aura of devouring everything, as if dragging the entire world into an endless abyss of darkness.
The surrounding air ignited in an instant, fierce mes rose to the sky, turning the heavens into a blood-red spectacle.
Amidst the mes, the menacing visages of evil ghosts vaguely appeared, their ws and teeth bared, roaring with a spine-chilling intensity, adding a sinister and eerie atmosphere to the sea of fire.
Buzz!
Faced with this world-shattering attack, Xu Wendong was undaunted in the face of danger.
A bright sound like a bell rang out from within him.
The next moment.
A dazzling golden glow burst forth from his body, illuminating the area.
His skin appeared as though cast from divine gold, shimmering with an ancient and mysterious luster, with each inch like the patina of time.
The patterns were not mere markings but resembled mountains and stars, containing endless mysteries.
Beneath these lines, faint light flowed, sometimes brilliant, sometimes secretive, as if ancient mysterious powersy dormant within.
Muscles bulged, firm and stic, each a treasure vault of immense spiritual power.
The muscle fibers were strong and resilient, each like a lively Divine Dragon, containing mountainous power, surging endlessly within the muscles, causing a resonance with the world.
This undtion wasn’t chaotic but followed an ancient and mystical rhythm, resonating with nature, granting him the force to destroy the heavens and earth with a mere gesture.
Just as the blood-red light de was about to touch his body, Xu Wendong shouted mightily.
His shout echoed like a profound bell through the world, its sound waves rolling like surging sea waves, spreading outward.
Everyone around felt their eardrums ache, their souls trembling under the impact of this sound wave, as if about to be shaken from their bodies.
Then, without hesitation, he swung his fists to bravely meet the light de.
Veins like furious dragons bulged on his arms, winding around, while each inch of his skin radiated golden light as dazzling as the sun.
This light was not worldly, but a fusion of his robust blood energy with nature’s spiritual energy.
Within the light, ancient and majestic divine beast shadows roared and charged.
This scene deeply shocked everyone.
Though Liu Yuansong’s strength created an almost suffocating illusion.
Yet.
The might of the Ancient Sacred Body was even more awe-inspiring.
Even Si Yao, Lu Shuling, Xue Yan, Song Ziwei, and others were utterly amazed.
"You seek death!" Liu Yuansong snarled, "Even if you possess an Ancient Sacred Body, this longsword in my hands is a top-grade Immortal Artifact, more than sufficient to y you!"
"Not necessarily," Xu Wendong replied with a slight disdain.
In the next second.
His fists collided forcefully with Liu Yuansong’s longsword.
At the moment of contact between fist and light de, a deafening explosion sounded.
A powerful energy shock wave spread from the two as its center, surging like angry waves towards all directions.
On the ground, massive stones were lifted effortlessly by the impact, disintegrating into dust in the mid-air, blowing amidst the fierce wind.
Towering mountains copsed under this apocalyptic force, rocks scattered like meteors, raising clouds of dust, obscuring the sky, plunging the world into chaos.
The spectators around watched in panic.
In a flurry, they channeled their internal immortal energy to fend off the impact.
Nevertheless.
Many were still shaken, their blood surging uncontrobly, stumbling in disarray.
Some people’s shield of immortal energy shattered like fragile ss under the impact, sending them flying.
Blood spewed from their mouths, and they fell heavily to the distant ground, their life or death unknown.
Liu Yuansong stared wide-eyed, filled with shock and disbelief.
He never anticipated Xu Wendong’s courage and strength, daring to use his physical body to withstand his full force strike.
Moreover, based on the current situation.
Xu Wendong seemed unscathed by any substantial injury, greatly shaking Liu Yuansong’s heart.
Looking at Xu Wendong, he slid backward on this mighty force, gouging two deep trenches in the ground with his feet.
His arms trembled slightly, his fists stained with blood, yet the blood wasn’t the usual red, but a mysterious golden hue, like divine blood, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.
Despite this, his gaze remained steadfast, like the brightest stars in the night sky, unwavering, as though no force in the world could make him yield.
"How can this be?" Wang Tong’s eyes were wide with shock, his initial excitement vanishing, reced by deep astonishment.
His mouth gaped, his face filled with disbelief, as if witnessing the most inconceivable event.
The Shadow furrowed his brow, uneasiness rising involuntarily within him.
Initially, he thought Xu Wendong would be helpless as a fish on a chopping block once his Protective Golden Light shattered.
Yet this scene far exceeded his expectations, proving it wasn’t as straightforward as he imagined.
Liu Yuansong roared in fury.
The roar carried anger and resentment, like an injured beast bellowing.
He raised the blood-red longsword high, injecting his immortal energy into it, making it even more sinister and terrifying.
His hands rapidly formed hand seals, chanting softly.
Every syble seemed toe from the ancient chaos’s abyss, carrying mysterious and ancient power, causing hair-raising and skin-crawling sensations...
Witnessing this scene, Xu Wendong’s expression grew solemn, an ominous premonition spreading in his heart...