I can start with eternal life and summon the ancestors of China!

"Evil and devious! Deceiving people!"

Ji Xingrong snorted coldly, and the aura of Mahayana perfection burst out, using his immense spiritual power to shatter the "Golden Light of Heaven"!

"This day next year will be the anniversary of your death!"

With a roar, Ji Xingrong crossed the thousand-meter-wide Tianduan Canyon with the force of thunder!

"Thousand Thunder Formation!"

In an instant, a huge thundercloud appeared in the sky, and the thundercloud continuously shot countless thunder swords at Ying Zheng in the air. However, in just a few breaths of time, Ying Zheng's body was covered with densely packed thunder swords. These thunder swords were interconnected, forming a complex formation.

Ying Zheng stretched out his fair palm, and as soon as it touched the Thousand Thunder Formation, it emitted a hissing sound. Seeing his fingers being burnt black by the electricity, Ying Zheng frowned.

"Interesting, it actually contains some thunder of heavenly tribulation. The imperial clan is indeed not to be underestimated."

Seeing this, Ji Xingrong sneered. With another wave of his hand, a thousand small flags appeared behind him, each with the word "thunder" written on it! Pointing forward, a dense array of flags flew simultaneously towards Ying Zheng. Each flag landed precisely on the previous thunder sword.

"Thousand Thunders Divine Formation!"

The famous king's golden eyes narrowed slightly.

"The Ji Clan's Thousand Thunder Flag! It's said that once this flag is formed into a formation, it cannot be broken without transcending a tribulation!"

Ji Xingrong's eyes showed a hint of pride: "Your Majesty has good vision, but although this formation is unbreakable, it has little killing power. To kill this beast, I have to rely on you two."

The famous king nodded slightly. Ji Xingrong's sincerity was indeed enough to produce this formation flag.

"Old Ghost, what about you?"

"Hehehe, King Ming, go ahead without worry. I will definitely destroy his mind!"

The famous king nodded slightly, took a step forward, and instantly appeared on the perimeter of the formation. Ji Xingrong didn't waste any words, immediately tore a small hole in it, and let the famous king in.

The famous king took a step forward and entered the formation, facing the most legendary young man in the three tribes' battlefield in the past two hundred years alone, without any abnormality.

"Geniuses aren't scary. Living geniuses are terrifying. Obviously, you... aren't one."

Ying Zheng frowned: "You're talking nonsense!"

He stretched out his right palm, transformed it into a claw, and a huge dragon claw appeared, grabbing towards the famous king.

"Qin! Emperor! Stop looking down on others!"

The famous king couldn't help but burst into anger. Did he really think he was such a small fry? Could a random spiritual palm print kill him?

The aura of the Great Master, reaching perfection, erupted with all his might. Even through the formation, an invisible storm could be felt, and cultivators at lower levels could not help but hold their breath. It was an indescribable might, as daunting as a vast ocean, as if one would be torn apart by this overwhelming force in the next moment.

"So powerful! Is this a cultivator who has reached the perfection of the Mahayana stage, unleashing his full power?"

At this moment, even the people on the Qin side began to doubt.

"Can the First Emperor win?"

"There are three more people like this on the other side! Even if Ji Xingrong needs to maintain the formation and doesn't count him, that old ghost soul servant..."

"God said, 'There shall be a blazing sun here.'"

The famous king's god-like voice resounded throughout the entire space, coupled with his overwhelming power. If there really were immortals in the world, they would be no more than this, right?

As the famous king finished speaking, the sun, thousands of miles away, seemed to be drawn infinitely closer. Instantly, the scorching heat set the land of Daqin ablaze. Although all present were cultivators and temporarily unharmed, the temperature continued to rise at a terrifying rate.

"Have you had enough fun?"

Ying Zheng's voice, full of imperial majesty, rang out.

"break!"

With just a loud shout, the scorching world instantly returned to its original state, and the earth was not burning at all.

“The realm of divine consciousness is actually an illusion!”

Some cultivators broke out in cold sweats, having thought that it was indeed a magic used by a famous king. They did not expect that it was just an illusion that almost wiped out several people.

After breaking through the realm of spiritual consciousness, Ying Zheng looked at the famous king quietly and said, "Come on, I will take on any tricks you have. Today I must crush your confidence."

The famous king's face turned pale. The Protoss, like the human race, also had countless races within it, similar to the major families within the human race. And each Protoss had its own strengths, such as the Celestial Eyes, renowned for their pupil techniques, and the Angels, the royal family within the Protoss, who dominated the Protoss with their physique.

Their race is famous for its powerful spiritual awareness. When the spiritual awareness is strong enough, just one word is enough to change the world.

He just couldn't understand how a person who had only practiced for a few hundred years could possess such a powerful spiritual consciousness?

"Huh? That's all?" Ying Zheng waited for a long time but the famous king didn't make another move, so he expressed his doubts.

"Ji Xingrong, open the formation and let me out. This person is restraining me."

The famous king had already begun to think of retreating. As long as Ying Zheng had a way to deal with his spiritual consciousness, he would not be his opponent.

"Oh? You want to leave? Did I let you go?"

Ying Zheng's calm voice caused strange phenomena in heaven and earth. Endless spiritual energy from heaven and earth poured into his body. In just a few breaths, Ying Zheng's aura broke through to the late Mahayana stage.

The peak of Mahayana! Not only that! It’s not over yet!

Boom boom boom! ! !

Mahayana perfection!!

It...hasn't stopped yet! What...what's going on?

Boom!

A terrifying power that no one had ever felt erupted. If the famous king's outburst just now was the power of an immortal, then at this moment, the aura emanating from Ying Zheng was a complete world, and all the immortal cultivators present were part of this world.

The Thousand Thunder Flags that trapped Ying Zheng were annihilated at a speed visible to the naked eye. The cultivators on the Qin side opened their mouths so wide that a duck egg could fit through them, but they couldn't hide their excitement!

The three tribes that were in confrontation with them were all dejected and their faces were pale.

Ji Xingrong's Thousand Thunder Divine Formation was broken, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in the backlash. Looking at Ying Zheng in front of him, who could suppress him with just his pressure, he couldn't understand how this level of power could be allowed to exist in the battlefield of the three tribes?

"Because this force is originally the power of the Three Clans Battlefield itself, how could it repel the Three Clans Battlefield?"

Sha was a little confused. He looked at the man in green clothes beside him and asked, "The power of the three clans' battlefield itself, Third Junior Brother, what's the reason?"

The man in green slowly took off his hat, revealing an extremely ordinary face. The man was none other than the third disciple of the Changsheng Sect - Zhen!

Zhen said gently, "In my opinion, every place is composed of three parts: momentum, veins, and soul. Once a person obtains one of them, then..."

"Stop, stop, stop. I'm getting a headache just hearing all this. Why are your ways so complicated? Just be direct and do it. If one of you survives, the one who survives will be that much stronger."

Hearing Zhen expounding on his doctrine again, Sha suddenly felt a headache...

"Please keep it simple."

Zhen thought about it and figured out a simple answer.

"Qin Huang, you will be invincible in this place for the next hundred years!"