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Jiang Han gained the upper hand with a single move, flipping his palm to reveal the Underworld Black Death Flag. As he gently shook it, an endless wave of ghostly death energy swept through the entire hall, while he himself radiated boundless Buddhist light. In that moment, light and darkness converged within Jiang Han, giving him an aura that was both celestial and demonic, immensely powerful and dazzling.
As the flagpole of the Underworld Black Death Flag swept out, a terrifying explosion occurred as the eerie black light and the brilliant white light merged together. The horrifying power of this sweeping attack was enough to change the color of the heavens and the earth. At that instant, mysterious phantoms sang in mid-air, and demonic gods roared!
Ambel's expression changed slightly; he was not a novice but a seasoned veteran within the Unity Realm. He had fought many from the Persian Sect who were at the Fusion Realm, but none could match Jiang Han, who had just advanced to the Fusion Realm yet possessed such formidable combat strength. This level of power was almost overwhelming him, an experienced Fusion Realm fighter!
With a cold snort, Ambel waved his large sleeves again. In an instant, his wide robe seemed to cover the sky, enveloping a portion of the void, even shrouding the gods and demons within it. One sleeve covered the sky! It was terrifying!
At the same time, a misty red cloud erupted like an endless sea, vast and boundless. Ambel realized that if he did not fight with all his might, he would likely face defeat. For him, defeat meant only one outcome: decapitation—there was no second result!
"Boom!" His true energy burned wildly within him, revealing a river of true energy outside his body, magnificent and imposing like giant waves, striving to block Jiang Han's celestial and demonic strike with all his strength!
However, the result was that this celestial and demonic strike directly shredded his wide sleeves. Amidst countless explosions of true energy, he was instead blasted back over ten yards!
"Old man, surrender; you are no match for me!" Jiang Han did not slow down his movements or his words. At the same time, taking advantage of his momentum, a misty brilliance erupted around him.
This is a very peculiar power, infused with the Zen essence of Buddhism, the purity of Daoism, and the obsession of magic. It is unlike any other attribute, yet it gives a sense of encompassing all things in heaven and earth, as well as the universe and time.
As Jiang Han's fist struck down, countless golden rays burst forth. That punch seemed simple, yet it was unpredictable, as if it contained countless close-combat killing techniques hidden within.
"Heaven and earth, I alone am supreme!"
This was a punch that Jiang Han comprehended during his transformation into the God-Transformation Realm, even being rated by the system as a seed of the Supreme Fist Technique, already showing the shadow of supreme-level martial arts. This demonstrates the immense power of this fist technique!
This punch condensed all of Jiang Han's current martial arts essence; it was not merely a simple combination of the Seven Injuries Fist, Nine Yang Manual, Liujia Golden Body, Indestructible Vajra Divine Skill, Cosmic Shift, and other martial arts.
This was Jiang Han's own close-combat killing technique condensed into one punch; once unleashed, he would be unrivaled under heaven!
Though this punch was powerful, it consumed an enormous amount of energy. However, even at the Martial Arts Master level, he could barely use it; let alone now that he had reached the Unity Realm as a Grandmaster of Martial Arts? Although it consumed a lot of energy, it was far less strenuous than before!
Moreover, after executing this punch, Jiang Han still had enough strength to immediately unleash a gigantic palm print that overshadowed the sky.
Within that palm print were dense mysterious symbols; the surrounding forces of heaven and earth were drawn to that handprint. When that palm print met the Supreme Punch, it immediately generated tremendous thrust against it.
Jiang Han's expression was cold as he shouted: "Suppress it!"
He did not wish to entangle further with Ambel because several martial arts masters from the Persian sect had already chosen to strike first!
Tianshan Tonglao, Yang Xiao, and others also activated their defensive and offensive formations. Relying on their geographical advantage, they barely managed to fight back against their opponents.
Ambel's face turned pale with fright.
In an instant, his hands traced mysterious trajectories, creating a scroll that spanned the void like a golden bridge severing two realms. As it extended, it resembled a Qian Kun Dao Tu that encompassed heaven and earth and evolved through the cycles of the four seasons.
"Boom!"
The mountain-like fist print smashed onto the Qian Kun Dao Tu. The space enveloped by the Dao diagram twisted into an unrecognizable form and began to collapse continuously!
Ambel was defeated!
Jiang Han had no habit of giving his opponent even a moment to breathe; almost at the moment when the Qian Kun Dao Tu shattered, a surge of killing intent swept out from Jiang Han's sleeve.
That was the Bloodthirsty Blade; it had long been eager to emerge from its sheath, thirsting for blood and seeking to kill!
The scarlet blade flashed, and the Bloodthirsty Blade had somehow been unsheathed, moving with incredible speed. Before the severely injured Ambel could react, a glimmer of the blade had already caught his eye, turning his already horrified expression into one of utter despair. He had never seen such a beautiful yet wicked blade!
The crimson blade, with its transparent edge, resembled a piece of clear glass embedded with a scarlet spine. The blade was slightly short, and its curve resembled the slender waist of an unparalleled beauty, exuding countless charms and vibrant allure. Yet this stunning blade constantly radiated an extremely evil aura.
The chilling and eerie momentum of the blade, along with its crimson edge, carried unmatched madness as it plunged directly into his body. The demonic blade emitted a dazzling scarlet light, magnificent yet frantically devouring his flesh and blood.
This moment felt brief yet seemed to stretch on forever. As the enchanting crimson short blade flickered with red light, Ambel's entire being ignited as if spontaneously combusting, engulfed in roaring flames that turned his flesh and blood to ashes in an instant.
The Bloodthirsty Blade flew back into Jiang Han's hand, its red glow fading away like a child who had eaten to fullness and fallen asleep. In the grand hall, a gentle breeze blew, carrying Ambel's ashes along with the dust, as if he had never existed in this world at all, leaving no trace behind.
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