Countless cultivators looked in the direction of the Divine Palace in shock. In the sky above the Divine Palace, Cen Gang, the black-armored commander of Daqin, entered the fray and became enemies with Zhanlou. The relationship between the two sides that had lasted for hundreds of years was suddenly broken, and the situation was out of control.
This scene was beyond the imagination of all the Imperial Lords. Daqin and the War God Temple broke off because of one person. Li Chuji was Dendi, who was still alive.
However, it made sense. Dendi was the first Emperor of Daqin. If he died at the hands of the War God Temple, it was inevitable that the first Empire of the East Continent would be tainted. Cen Gang's name would also be tarnished forever.
The cultivators of various forces trembled madly. It was indeed difficult for them to adapt to the current situation. Mu Yuwei's return to the East Continent after being missing for 600 years was enough to shock the Five Realms. Who would have thought that Dendi was still alive and had come to save Mu Yuwei?
At this moment, Cen Gang gave an order. His cultivation erupted, and the terrifying fist aura shattered the space, trying to stop Zhanlou.
Mu Yuwei was no longer important. The key was to bring Dendi back to the Qin Imperial Palace alive.
The surging fist aura radiated the world, filled with the True Will of the Great Path. Cen Gang knew Zhanlou's strength very well, so he naturally didn't dare to hold back.
Zhanlou held the glaring sword of the War God, and the majestic True Will of the Emperor surged. Cen Gang's fist aura blasted out, and his nine layers of Emperor's Halos bloomed, bursting with astonishing Emperor's Light, shattering the fist aura in one blow. Then he raised his hand to the sky, and the nine Golden Crows cried in unison. Terrible flames poured down, turning into a river of lava that drowned Cen Gang.
"Mere Emperor's Slave."
Cen Gang roared and ignored the falling flames of the Golden Crow. He reached out and grabbed the air, and a dazzling imperial staff appeared in his hand. He slashed forward, and the true will of the Great Path roared. A heavy roar of the staff sounded in the air as it was cut in half. The flames of the Golden Crow were also reduced to nothingness under his aura. The terrifying shadow of the staff landed in front of the battle tower.
The two Emperors of True Self fought, and the power of the Will of the Great Path could destroy the world. Cen Gang was not at all on the same level as the one who attacked Zhanlou before. He was a super cultivator who could break the Emperor's Will of the Emperor's Will.
Zhan Lou was not surprised at all. His calm demeanor was suffocating. The shadow of the Great Path's staff slashed down and cut open his imperial body, but it was just a shadow. In the next moment, Zhan Lou, who had disappeared, reappeared behind Cen Gang. The divine light of the sword penetrated Cen Gang's back, sending chills down his spine.
Chi!
Sparks flew from the pitch-black armor, and the sword peak filled with the true will of the Great Path cut open the imperial armor, leaving a shallow wound on Cen Gang's back. Cen Gang's reaction was also extremely fast. Almost as soon as the sword edge cut through his skin, he had already rushed forward to avoid worsening his injury. He turned around and swung his staff. The sky was filled with staff shadows that blocked out the sun and blocked out everything.
The Profound Meaning of this staff strike was the Godstep Step of the Severing Battle Tower.
Zhanlou raised his head slightly and looked at the staff shadows falling from the sky. A cold smile appeared on his face under the helmet, as if he was mocking. A dazzling light wheel appeared behind him. His Will of the Emperor began to climb crazily in the light wheel.
Letting go of the divine sword in his hand, Zhan Lou's palms changed, forming a sword technique. His Emperor's True Will resonated with the divine sword, erupting with tens of thousands of terrible currents of swordsmanship. The incomparably terrible Sword Qi came out and swallowed all the staff shadows in the sky. Zhan Lou took a step forward and shook the sword in his hand. Above the divine sword, a flash of Sword Qi shot out so fast that no one could react in time. With a whoosh, it pierced through Cen Gang's shoulder, and the solid shoulder armor fell off from Cen Gang's shoulder.
"You …" Cen Gang's face twisted slightly, and the terrible light of rules appeared in the broken flesh of his shoulder. Dendi's swordsmanship was displayed in front of Qin Hao. How ironic.
"Your realm is the same as mine, but your strength is not as good as mine. Get out of here!"
Zhanlou said. He had been trained by Dendi and the Sunset Warlord since he was a child. Cen Gang was not his opponent at all.
"It is my honor to fight with Commander Lou. Today, I will die in your hands, but I must try to take Dendi away."
Cen Gang glanced at Qin Hao. He entered the Daqin army and climbed up step by step from a low-level soldier. Although his talent was extraordinary, his weakness was the level of his cultivation method. He knew that he could not beat Zhanlou, who had received the true teachings of the two great masters.
But today, he could not retreat.
Taking a deep breath, Cen Gang calmed down. The space was a little quiet at this moment. The light of the staff life spirit in his hand was getting brighter and brighter. Behind him, the Will of the Great Path flowed. It seemed to be brewing a terrible killing move.
Zhanlou stared at his opponent. He was going to use his trump card, but what was the use?
"Nine Strokes of the Sky."
Suddenly, Cen Gang let out a violent roar, as if a ferocious beast had been awakened. He stood firmly in the air, becoming one with the heavens and earth. An unparalleled aura erupted from his body, and a tiny figure flew out from the light wheel behind him, overlapping with his body. His entire body was covered in a layer of noble platinum, as if his Sovereign Spirit had been sublimated, and he had become a god that ruled over all things.
Immediately, Cen Gang moved. He gathered the endless momentum of heaven and earth and smashed the staff in his hand toward Zhanlou. The sky roared, and the terrible light blocked everyone's sight. Between heaven and earth, there was only the Sky Shaking Staff.
"Stealing other people's things is not a good thing after all."
Zhanlou sneered coldly.
This was the Nine Strokes of the Sky.
Cen Gang secretly learned it when he was the deputy general of Zhan Lang. Although he had changed it himself, he still could not get rid of the shadow of the "Nine Heaven Consecutive Strikes." It seemed that each staff was stronger than the last, but it was not the essence.
Zhanlou thought so in his heart, but his expression was very solemn. After all, the Nine Heaven Consecutive Strikes had been taught by Dendi. Its level was very high, and its power was infinite. He did not dare to underestimate Cen Gang's next attack.
What's more, the other party was still fighting with his life.
The True Will of the Great Path snaked around his body. Zhanlou changed from holding the sword with one hand to two. He swung his sword at the shadow of the staff. With a clang, an incomparably fierce force was transmitted. The palm holding the sword was numb, and the blood in his body was boiling.
After Cen Gang's attack, his momentum did not diminish. The momentum of heaven and earth on his body was strong. When he swung the staff again, the momentum of the first staff was integrated into it, turning into the second staff. It swept across the waist, trying to flatten everything.
Bang!
Another blow. Zhanlou's body shook.
Next, the third staff, the fourth staff … The power of Cen Gang's every swing increased exponentially. When he swung the seventh staff, Zhanlou had been knocked back dozens of feet from his original position. Faintly, his arms were trembling.
"The eighth staff."
Cen Gang roared out, like a divine tiger descending into the world. The staff of his Life Spirit rolled up a series of afterimages. It was as if seven staff shadows fell into the eighth attack. An incomparably violent force bombarded. Zhanlou's waist sank, and the light wheel of the Great Path erupted with endless imperial light. He gritted his teeth and braced himself.
Boom!
This staff directly smashed Zhanlou hundreds of feet away. On the way back, blood overflowed from under his cold helmet. His body trembled, and his limbs and bones seemed to have been shattered by this staff. The skin between his thumb and index finger of both hands holding the sword cracked.