At the same time, the blood-red sky and the blood-covered ground instantly returned to their original appearance . Rheatius's domain had been broken .
Everyone, Tyrant included, immediately recovered their mobility .
However, at the first instant they recovered their mobility, all of them dropped to their knees . It was because Fang Xingjian was floating above the spot where Rheatius had been pressed into a meat patty .
He lowered his eyes and threw a glance at the meat patty . "Evil God Tribe?"
Fang Xingjian was having an exchange with Ulpian earlier, and he recalled the contents of the quantum foam and mass-energy conversion .
The moment he did so, he realized that he was able to remember every single detail and step extremely clearly with great ease . He even felt that he would be able to replicate it at any time .
However, he had yet to replicate it many times when he sensed a feeling of danger coming from Tyrant . The hint of martial will he had left in many of his subordinates back then had been put to use . With a single thought, he was able to see the direction of the Gold Mountain Town through his high-dimensional senses .
Then a Celestial Eradication Sword Technique martial art projection that had a martial will of 90,000 points descended, and the scene of Rheatius getting instantly crushed took place .
Looking at the bloody paste under his feet, Fang Xingjian's gaze flickered . He then looked in the direction of a small house in the Gold Mountain Town .
In the small house, Debrice—the Evil God Tribe's warrior who fought against Fang Xingjian during the evil god summoning ritual—appeared horrified and astonished .
Its first reaction was to dart out and escape rapidly through the compressed space, arriving above a blood pool at superluminal speed .
This was a pool that had a radius of about two meters and was completely filled with blood . A piercing smell of blood filled the air, and many bubbles appeared on the surface of the water . It was as if some kind of living creature was seething within it .
This was the Evil God Tribe's blood pool—one of the strongholds of the blood river in many worlds . This blood river that the Evil God Tribe had lived with for countless years flowed amidst the endless multivariate universes . As the blood river passed through each world, they would leave behind a blood pool in that world .
By passing through the blood pool, one would be able to arrive in this world from the blood river .
Debrice had set up the blood pool in the Gold Mountain Town, wanting to permanently link this world with the blood river .
It was under Debrice's protection that Tyrant and the others had been unable to find traces of the blood pool no matter how they searched . Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www . webnovel . com for visiting .
However, seeing that its companion was crushed by Fang Xingjian with a single attack, Debrice was horrified and did not dare to stay any longer . It could only think of immediately escaping into the blood river .
However, despite using superluminal speed and compressing layers of space to cross such a short distance, it was still unable to escape from Fang Xingjian's high-dimensional senses .
Fang Xingjian pinched lightly with his thumb and index finger . Like he was pinching a mosquito, he pinched Debrice between his fingers .
What was a martial will of 90,000 points like? Debrice felt as if the surrounding space had turned into an absolute barrier, confining him instantly . Then its figure contracted rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it was pinched between Fang Xingjian's thumb and index finger .
The entire process involved time acceleration, space compression, high-dimensional attacks, and being propelled by a martial will of 90,000 points . Debrice was unable to retaliate at all .
Then, as an agonizing cry rang out, Fang Xingjian's fingers exerted a little force, and a large part of Debrice's body turned into a bloody mess .
"Stop . . . Stop it!" Debrice said with a distorted expression . "Fang Xingjian, stop it! I admit my loss! I'll return immediately!" It could not understand how Fang Xingjian could have grown so much stronger within such a short period of time . It felt like it was being crushed to death like a bug .
"You're better off dead . "
A light pata sound rang out, and a high temperature and a high pressure that were comparable to what that was at the center of a supernova explosion continued on for an instant . Debrice was turned into ashes, dissipating into the air .
A martial will of 90,000 points was far too domineering . Fang Xingjian even felt that he would be able to vaporize the land and earth's crust under his feet with a single attack . If he were to go all out, he might even be able to crush the entire planet . He even had the confidence of crushing Jupiter and Saturn, which were over ten times bigger than Earth .
This was a different kind of strength compared to the Sattva Sword Technique . The Sattva Sword Technique could be performed by borrowing the entropy of countless universes' formation and destruction . It was a destructive prowess that was hard to calculate theoretically, and even every single molecule on Earth would be unable to record the attacking prowess even if they were filled with '1' .
Although the martial will of 90,000 points did not have the seemingly endless destructive prowess that the Sattva Sword Technique had, it was a down-to-earth power of which he could control every single bit . It was not as uncontrollable as the Sattva Sword Technique, where life or death would be unconfirmed after the attack was thrown out .
After Fang Xingjian crushed Debrice, Rheatius—who was several thousand meters underground—wore a horrified expression and did not dare to move .
When it was crushed by Fang Xingjian's attack, it shed of a layer of its flesh and left it on the surface while its actual body darted underground .
Rheatius had initially thought this outcome was because Fang Xingjian had launched a sneak attack and it had not been able to release its full powers . Therefore, it hid away, preparing to launch a second round of attack .
It then saw the scene where its companion was easily crushed like a bug .
This made the Evil God Tribe's warrior lose all courage to fight . Its mind was only filled with thoughts on how it could escape .
However, at the next instant, a hand reached out from layers of shattered space, grabbing Rheatius .
Seeing Fang Xingjian, Rheatius immediately said, "I have 5,000 planets under me . As long as you're willing to let me off, I can give you any resources you ask for . "
"I don't need them," Fang Xingjian said calmly . At the next moment, an endless amount of sword light pierced through every single curling dimension inside and outside of Rheatius's body, completely crushing its body . Not even a single bit of intent or power was left behind .
After completing all these, Fang Xingjian slowly walked up to the blood pool . He clapped his hands together, and the blood pool seemed as if it was compressed by endless power . It closed up fiercely, completely cutting off the connection with the blood river .
Once he finished doing everything, Fang Xingjian's expression still appeared calm . It was as if he had merely taken a stroll after a meal .
In fact, this was how it felt like for him . A martial will of 90,000 points allowed him to crush most of the experts in the universe . These two Evil God Tribe's warriors were capable of destroying countless civilizations and conquering thousands or ten thousands planets, but they were unable to take a single strike from him .
After doing all these, the martial art projection disappeared with a slight flash, leaving behind Tyrant, Hoult, and the others who appeared surprised and also at a loss .
They kept on recalling Fang Xingjian's clear-cut actions, having no choice but to admit that their gap with Fang Xingjian was getting increasingly wider . Every act from Fang Xingjian seemed to have a disposition like the heavenly laws that hung high up at an unattainable height .
Fang Xingjian, who was having an exchange with Ulpian, recalled his martial art projection . He looked toward Ulpian and said, "During the period of time you and the Silver Mage King strive to reach tier seven of the Divine level, I plan to make a trip to the Western Land .
"But before I go, there are still some things I have to do . "
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