My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

He should have been extremely shocked, but in order to make that strike, he further channeled and strengthened the power of the spirit. His own emotions almost disappeared, leaving only extreme rationality.

If the first blow fails, he will attack again without hesitation.

Before the second knife fell, he had already changed direction. The third knife came from the northeast side and slashed across the waist.

Then came the fourth and fifth cuts.

Aurora's figure flashed and shuttled continuously in the space in a strange posture, and the sword came down from all directions with the momentum of slowing the opponent to pieces.

This time, Zhong Qing did not resist for the first time.

Although he thought he wouldn't get hurt, he had to protect his beautiful hair.

He simply took the invisible knife of destruction with his bare hands, crushed it casually, then turned around and shattered the next one with a flick of his finger.

One hand was still behind his back, and he used that one hand to easily and effortlessly break off attacks from all directions.

In just two breaths, no one knew how many times Aurora had slashed.

But after the next breath, Zhong Qing shook his head.

"It seems that's all you have."

The moment he finished speaking, he finally took the initiative.

At this moment, Aurora's figure just flashed tens of thousands of miles behind Zhong Qing, and before he could draw his sword.

A big foot came out of nowhere and kicked him squarely in the chest.

Because the speed was so fast, it seemed as if Aurora herself was facing the kick.

The kick brushed against the long sword and directly caused Aurora's chest to collapse.

He instantly turned into a meteor, tumbling and flying backwards at a speed close to that of light, leaving a large trail of blood in the starry sky.

This kick almost blew Aurora to pieces.

At the same time, his eyes flashed, but he was kicked out of the ruthless and insensitive state just now by Zhong Qing.

It’s not that Zhong Qing’s kick had any miraculous healing effect.

Firstly, the power of the spirit god that he had just received at all costs had exceeded Aurora's limit. Seeing that he was on the verge of collapse, his instinct for survival surged.

Secondly, this kick completely dissipated the spiritual power in his body, and at the same time, it caused the long sword that was also inserted into his chest to crack all over and almost break into pieces.

At this moment, Aurora, who was bleeding profusely, woke up.

What followed was boundless fear.

After flying backwards for tens of millions of miles in the starry sky, Aurora finally stopped and looked at the figure in the distance.

Aurora's body trembled.

He murmured, "How is it possible... You are not even human!"

As far as he knew, no human being could possess such terrifying power.

With the blessing of the spirit god, he took on countless attacks that were far beyond the level of an ordinary True Lord, and then kicked him back to his original form with one kick.

Such means and such strength are simply incomprehensible.

Can humans cultivate to this level?

Perhaps only those from the legendary ancient times...

In the distant starry sky, Zhong Qing smiled when he heard Aurora's words.

"Why are you cursing when you're so angry?"

Boundless fear enveloped Aurora's heart.

As the spiritual commander of the Spirit God Temple, he roamed the starry sky and destroyed countless forces that did not respect the Spirit God in the Xuqi Fairyland for countless years.

It also brought him great fame.

It’s not like he hasn’t fought against powerful cultivators who have reached the level of True Lord.

It is undeniable that cultivators of that level are very powerful, but he has never encountered an opponent who can withstand the power of the spiritual god.

Legend has it that those ancient powers have ancient heritages, and some strong people can cultivate to an incredible level far beyond ordinary sublimation.

But Aurora always scoffed at it.

How can a mere human body, relying on so-called practice, be comparable to the mighty power of the spirits?

But today, he encountered a terrifying opponent that was truly beyond his comprehension.

Not only is his strength beyond comprehension, but even his existence is beyond comprehension.