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Jiang Han seized the opportunity with a swift motion, flipping his palm to reveal the Underworld Black Death Flag. As he gently waved 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 reminiscent of the Celestial Demons, immensely powerful and dazzling.
As the flagpole of the Underworld Black Death Flag swept out, a terrifying explosion erupted as the eerie black light intertwined with the blazing white light. The sheer power of this sweeping attack was enough to change the color of the heavens and earth. At that instant, mysterious phantoms sang in the air, and demonic roars echoed!
Ambur's expression shifted slightly; he was not a novice but rather a seasoned veteran within the Fusion Realm. He had faced many from the Persian Sect who were also in the Fusion Realm, but none could match Jiang Han, who had just ascended to the Fusion Realm yet possessed such formidable combat strength. This level of power nearly overshadowed him, an experienced Fusion Realm fighter!
With a cold snort, Ambur waved his large sleeves again. In an instant, his wide robe seemed to cover the sky, shrouding a portion of the void, even enveloping the Divine Demons within it.
One sleeve covering the sky!
So terrifying!
At the same time, a misty red cloud erupted like an endless sea, seemingly boundless. Ambur knew that if he did not fight with all his might, he would likely face defeat. For him, defeat meant only one outcome: being separated from his head and body—there was no second result!
"Boom!"
The True Qi within him surged wildly, resembling a vast river of True Qi manifesting externally, grand and magnificent, like a giant wave aiming to fully intercept Jiang Han's attack from the Celestial Demons! However, the result was that the strike, akin to the Celestial Demons, directly shredded his wide sleeves, and amidst the explosion of countless True Qi, he was instead blasted back over ten yards!
"Old man, surrender! You are no match for me!" Jiang Han's movements were swift, and his words were equally relentless.
At the same time, taking advantage of his momentum, a misty brilliance radiated from his body. This was a peculiar power, infused with the essence of Buddhist meditation, the purity of Daoism, and the obsession of demonic forces. It was unlike any attribute but gave a sense of encompassing all things in heaven and earth, as well as the fabric of space and time.
As Jiang Han's fist descended, myriad golden lights erupted. The punch appeared simple yet 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 time in the Transcendence Realm, even rated by the system as a seed of the Supreme Fist Technique, already showing shadows of supreme-level martial arts, highlighting its immense power!
This punch condensed all of Jiang Han's martial arts essence at that moment; it was not merely a simple combination of Seven Injuries Fist, Nine Yang Manual, Six Harmonies Golden Body, Indestructible Vajra Skill, Transference of Heaven and Earth, and other martial arts.
This was Jiang Han's own close-combat killing technique crystallized into one punch; once unleashed, he would reign supreme in the world!
Though this punch was powerful, it consumed an enormous amount of energy. However, even during his time as a Martial Arts Grandmaster in the Realm, he could barely use it; let alone now that he had reached Fusion Realm as a Martial Arts Grandmaster? Although it consumed considerable energy, it was far less exhausting than before!
Even more so, after delivering this punch, Jiang Han still had the strength to immediately unleash a gigantic palm print that seemed to cover the sky. Within that palm print were countless mysterious symbols, and the surrounding forces of nature were drawn to it. When that palm print collided with the Only I Am Supreme Fist, it immediately generated a tremendous push against it.
Jiang Han's expression was cold as he shouted, "Suppress it!" He did not want to entangle himself further with Ambur, as several Martial Arts Grandmasters from Persia had already chosen to strike first! Tianshan Tonglao, Yang Xiao, and others had also activated their defensive and offensive formations, barely managing to hold their ground against the opponent thanks to their advantageous position.
Ambur's face turned pale with fear. 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 Cosmic Dao Diagram that encompassed heaven and earth, depicting the cycle of the four seasons.
Boom! The mountain-like palm print smashed into the Cosmic Dao Diagram, distorting the space enveloped by the diagram beyond recognition, causing it to begin collapsing continuously! Ambur was defeated!
Jiang Han had no habit of giving his opponent even a moment to breathe. Almost at the moment the Cosmic Dao Diagram shattered, a surge of killing intent erupted from Jiang Han's sleeve. It was the Bloodthirsty Blade, which had long been eager to be drawn, thirsting for blood and seeking to kill!
The crimson blade light flashed by; the Bloodthirsty Blade had somehow already been unsheathed and moved at an incredible speed. Before the heavily injured Ambur could react, a streak of blade light appeared before him, turning his already horrified expression into one filled with despair.
He had never seen such a beautiful yet wicked blade! The crimson blade shimmered, its transparent edge resembling 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 knife constantly emanated an aura of extreme evil.
The eerie and strange momentum of the blade, with its crimson edge, carried unmatched madness as it plunged directly into his body. The Demon Blade, exuding a dazzling scarlet light, was incredibly magnificent but was crazily devouring his flesh and blood.
This moment felt brief yet somehow prolonged. As the enchanting crimson short blade flickered with red light, Ambur ignited like spontaneous combustion, engulfed in raging flames that turned his flesh to ashes in an instant.
The Bloodthirsty Blade flew back into Jiang Han's hand, concealing its red glow like a child who had eaten their fill and fallen asleep. In the grand hall, a gentle breeze blew, carrying Ambur'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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