The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 851 Supreme Power

Zhu Xiong Ying stood motionless in the eye of the storm, his golden robes billowing in the gale. His gaze, seemingly indifferent to everything, remained fixed on the giant metal hand in the sky. The hand's power was completely neutralized by that single point, then froze in the sky, as if it too had not expected to be so easily defeated.

"Get down here." Zhu Xiong Ying's voice was gentle, but his tone was like an irresistible divine mountain descending.

As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed his finger again, causing the void to tremble. Golden light burst forth from his palm, shooting straight into the sky and piercing the heavens. The giant metal claw trembled sluggishly at this touch, then suddenly began to crumble as if it had lost its soul, turning into countless metal fragments that scattered from the sky.

However, just as the Buddha's palm-shaped fragments were halfway down, a cold voice slowly drifted over, like the whisper of an ancient god, or the howl of an abyss: "Zhu Xiong Ying, you do indeed have some tricks up your sleeve... Do you think this is the end of it?"

Before the sound had even faded, the countless metal fragments, as if under some command, slowly floated in the air. Then, all the fragments suddenly reversed direction, abruptly coalesced, and rapidly pieced themselves together, transforming in an instant into a golden-armored giant god over a thousand feet tall!

The colossus's eyes spewed crimson flames, its body clad in golden armor, and it wielded a massive hammer. With each step it took, the heavens and earth trembled. Its aura was incomparable to the claw shadow it had just displayed; it seemed that this was its true form, revealing its essence as a messenger of divine punishment from chaos.

Chu Ze was now barely able to stay conscious. He convulsed and knelt on the ground, crying out, "This...this is impossible...the Heavenly Punishment Messenger has actually appeared! No matter how strong you, Zhu Xiong Ying, are, you absolutely cannot defy the heavens!"

Zhu Xiong Ying merely chuckled softly, his gaze remaining completely unwavering. He slowly pulled out a handkerchief, gently brushed the dust from his shoulders, his expression still serene and composed.

"Defying the heavens?" he said calmly, casually tossing the handkerchief aside and letting the wind carry it to the horizon. He raised his eyes to look at the colossal god, a thousand feet tall, sculpted from metal fragments, and gave a meaningful, cold smile. "You overestimate yourself."

In the next instant, he waved his arm, and an extremely dazzling golden sword light shot into the sky. The sword light was incredibly condensed, almost piercing the sun and moon, as if the heavens and earth had been instantly cleaved open with a crack.

The golden-armored giant finally broke its silence, letting out a deafening roar as it swung its massive hammer, crashing heavily towards the golden light. At the instant the fist clashed with the sword's edge, the entire world shifted between black and white. In that moment, heaven and earth seemed to burn everything to ashes.

Those watching from afar were bleeding from their mouths and noses, including Chu Ze. All the cultivators felt as if their souls were being torn apart by this absolute clash of power.

"Bam—"

A deafening roar shattered the heavens, and the giant hammer of the golden-armored god was cleaved in two by the sword beam. Immediately afterward, the thousand-foot-tall giant god, which had gathered the violent power of heaven and earth, began to crack from its center, and the metal fragments on its body scattered like a meteor shower, their brilliance filling the sky.

Zhu Xiong Ying's smile deepened, and he casually beckoned to the shattered giant: "Boring."

However, just as all the metal began to completely disintegrate, a mysterious and profound chant suddenly resounded in mid-air. The shattered metal no longer scattered like free-falling objects, but instead, under the control of some force, reformed. A rune manifested by an ancient forbidden technique hung across the sky, carrying a world-destroying pressure. The slowly forming colossus roared once more: "Zhu Xiong Ying! This is only... the beginning!"

In the sky, the oppressive force of the reborn golden-armored giant was like a mountain pressing down, freezing the surrounding air into a solid state. The vast runes resembled a reversed galaxy, carrying ancient and supreme power. In an instant, the sounds echoing between heaven and earth were no longer human voices, but the irresistible roar of a god.

Zhu Xiong Ying, however, seemed oblivious, remaining standing in place with one hand casually behind his back. With his other hand, he casually tossed the wine jug at his waist, took a sip, and acted as if the spectacle before him was nothing more than a laughable farce. The smile on his lips was as cold as a blade, yet the aura he exuded instilled a strange sense of dread.

The cultivators surrounding Zhu Xiong Ying were completely deflated, lacking even the courage to stand. Chu Ze, his face covered in cold sweat, gritted his teeth, yet even the slightest movement felt like moving a mountain. He shouted, "Zhu Xiong Ying! Are you truly arrogant or just pretending? The power of Heavenly Punishment has been awakened. Do you think you can contend with an existence of this level? Admit defeat!"

Zhu Xiong Ying slowly turned his head, looking down at him with disdain, his tone lazy yet playful: "Chu Ze, looking at my expression, you seem to have forgotten a fact."

Chu Ze shuddered and subconsciously asked, "...What fact?"

"Heavenly punishment is heavenly punishment, but I, Zhu Xiong Ying, am heaven!" When he uttered these words, his voice, though not loud, resounded like thunder, striking the very depths of everyone's soul. Then, he casually tossed aside the wine jug and turned to stare directly at the colossus still roaring in the heavens.

"Since you claim to be divine punishment, then today I, the Emperor, will see—how dare you punish me?" Zhu Xiong Ying's steps were light, yet each step caused the air currents of heaven and earth to surge. The entire earth trembled slightly at his footsteps.

The giant's roar was once again filled with threat. It raised its massive hammer high, crimson flames gathering in its palm like the blazing sun, clearly preparing to deliver a fatal blow. But at that moment, Zhu Xiong Ying suddenly stopped, raised his hand and pointed at it from afar, a faint golden-red light rising from his fingertip.

"What is this?" someone whispered in the distance, realizing that the situation seemed complicated. Chu Ze's heart skipped a beat, and he gritted his teeth, tears welling in his eyes, unable to resist trying to see the situation clearly.

Immediately, the golden-red light rapidly rose, gradually growing larger until it transformed into a colossal phantom sword reaching the heavens. Countless ancient inscriptions flickered on the sword's surface, seemingly recording countless reincarnations. A lazy smile appeared on Zhu Xiong Ying's lips as he softly murmured, "The Heavenly Sword of Tribulation, its strike in this world."

"Boom—" The moment the Heavenly Sword of Tribulation descended, it seemed to suppress all things, even the ancient runes that stretched across the sky were shaken and dimmed. The giant hammer that the golden-armored giant god held high was shattered and collided under this sword light. It only had time to let out a unwilling howl before it began to collapse like sand in the wind.

Zhu Xiong Ying laughed loudly, reached out and flicked his hand forward, and the Heavenly Sword of Tribulation flew straight towards the giant god, unstoppable, as if all the power in the world had submitted to its strike.

The Heavenly Sword of Tribulation pierced the giant's chest, the runes instantly exploding, and the giant's body dissipated like the shattering of a river or sea. The oppressive force of heaven and earth vanished, and silence gradually returned.

(End of this chapter)