Behind Yang Yuan, that majestic figure, seemingly shrouded in Chaos mist, was like a god.
A powerful sense of oppression emanated from the god, striking directly at everyone's Soul, giving them the illusion of wanting to kneel and prostrate themselves.
Before this majestic figure, everyone seemed as tiny as an ant.
This smallness not only referred to the difference in size but also a difference in mind, will, and Origin.
Heaven Dou Academy observation area.
Dugu Yan's beautiful eyes widened, and she covered her red lips: "Little... Little Brother Xiao Yuan!"
Ye Lingling and Ning Rongrong also gazed at the scene before them in shock, their breathing rapid.
"Is this... is this Brother Xiao Yuan's true strength?"
They had always thought they understood Yang Yuan very well.
But only now did they realize that what they had known before was merely the tip of the iceberg of Yang Yuan's revealed power.
Sword Douluo and Dugu Bo looked calm, but when they saw the dumbfounded expressions on others' faces, the corners of their mouths still couldn't help but curve upwards.
As for Ning Fengzhi, although he had long known Yang Yuan's strength, seeing the phenomenon Yang Yuan displayed now still made him reveal a look of shock.
After feeling the oppressive force emanating from that majestic figure, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
"Fortunately, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and Yang Yuan still have a good relationship."
Inside the Hall of Worship, several powerful spirit power fluctuations suddenly spread out uncontrollably.
Gold Crocodile Douluo's burly body trembled violently as he looked at the terrifying phenomenon in front of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, golden light bursting from his eyes, filled with astonishment and shock.
"Is this kid really just a Spirit Saint?"
Thousand Gold Douluo's expression was solemn: "What terrifying oppressive power, especially those eyes. When I met their gaze, I actually had the illusion that my Soul was going to be sucked in."
"Could this kid's strength have already surpassed us old guys?"
"But he's only a Spirit Saint!!"
The numerous offerings discussed amongst themselves.
Among the crowd, Qian Daoliu looked at the majestic phantom in the distance, his expression appearing somewhat lost.
"After countless years, is an supreme existence like my god going to appear on the continent again?"
...In front of the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
Bibi Dong's fingertips, clutching the scepter, appeared somewhat pale, her expression a mix of shock and horror.
She had never viewed Yang Yuan as an ordinary Spirit Saint, thinking she had already greatly overestimated him.
But the scene before her undeniably showed that she had still underestimated Yang Yuan's strength.
In the center of the square, Yang Yuan's gaze was disdainful, his posture upright.
His eyes met Bibi Dong's across the distance.
"Bibi Dong, why don't you make a move!"
"If you're afraid to fight, then kneel, kowtowing with every step. Perhaps I'll forgive you for your failing eyesight."
This voice wasn't loud, but it gave off an extremely domineering feeling.
However, how similar were these words to Bibi Dong's previous remarks?
Yang Yuan was never a magnanimous person!
Bibi Dong had provoked him repeatedly; if he were to continue to swallow his anger, who knows how many people would call him a coward.
Yang Yuan's words immediately caused an uproar.
He actually ordered the esteemed Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall to kowtow to him with every step, begging for his forgiveness.
How audacious!
However, feeling the terrifying oppressive force emanating from him, the numerous Spirit Hall powerhouses could only endure their anger, daring not to speak.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, behind Bibi Dong, braved the pressure, stepped forward, and shouted loudly: "Audacious Yang Yuan, how dare you insult His Majesty the Supreme Pontiff!"
As they spoke, both released their Spirits simultaneously, as if waiting for Bibi Dong's command to immediately attack Yang Yuan without hesitation.
Yang Yuan saw this and smiled faintly.
What loyal hounds!
Bibi Dong waved her hand and said indifferently: "Step back, you are not his match!"
Although her voice sounded calm, anyone who heard it could feel an extreme, suppressed rage within it.
Her beautiful face was expressionless, like ice that had not melted for ten thousand years.
And the murderous intent in her gaze towards Yang Yuan almost materialized, making those around her feel a prickling sensation on their scalps.
"Since you're seeking death, then I shall grant it to you!"
At this moment, what Qian Renxue had told her earlier had long been cast to the winds.
"Hahahaha!"
"I've been waiting for those words!"
Yang Yuan laughed loudly, but the next second, his eyes suddenly shot out a divine Chaos light, billions of runes flickered, and the Chaos Battlefield was abruptly opened by him.
Yang Yuan's figure transformed into a streak of light, taking a step, and had already entered the Chaos Battlefield.
Then, the Chaos Battlefield erupted with a terrifying suction force, exploding towards Bibi Dong without warning.
"What the hell is this!"
Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes narrowed, subconsciously wanting to resist this suction.
However, in the face of this utterly domineering suction force, all of Bibi Dong's resistance was like an ant trying to shake a tree, and she was instantly sucked into it.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's expressions suddenly changed when they saw this, taking a step forward and exclaiming in alarm.
"Your Majesty the Supreme Pontiff!"
Watching Yang Yuan and Bibi Dong simultaneously enter the bizarre Chaos light, the Spirit Hall powerhouses all showed panic, while the Heaven Dou Academy members also had a hint of worry on their faces.
Fortunately, this Chaos light mass was created by Yang Yuan, which brought a sense of relief to the Heaven Dou Academy members.
Qian Renxue's eyes flashed with anxiety, but seeing the calm expressions on Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Dugu Bo's faces, she couldn't help but ask: "Teacher, aren't you worried about Xiao Yuan?"
Ning Fengzhi saw Qian Renxue's anxious expression and smiled faintly:
"Qinghe, you know nothing about Xiao Yuan's strength!"
Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow at this, then respectfully asked: "Teacher, what do you mean by that?"
In her opinion, no matter how strong Yang Yuan was, the spirit power gap with Bibi Dong was clearly there.
Seeing her puzzled expression, Ning Fengzhi smiled: "Xiao Yuan's strength is not as simple as it appears on the surface. Although he is only a Spirit Saint, his combat power is such that even Uncle Jian is not his match."
"What!"
Qian Renxue's pupils suddenly constricted at these words.
One must know that Sword Douluo had already Broken through to Level 97.
If even he wasn't Xiao Yuan's match, didn't that mean Xiao Yuan's strength was at least on par with Grandpa Gold Crocodile?
In that case, that woman Bibi Dong might not necessarily be his opponent!
But... was this the strength a Spirit Saint should possess?
...Chaos Battlefield!
"Where is this?"
Bibi Dong looked around with a solemn expression.
In this barren land, she felt an extremely strong suppressive force.
Fighting here, she probably wouldn't even be able to exert 70% of her strength.
What kind of method was this?
It seemed similar to her Slaughter God Domain?
At this moment, a voice, like majestic heavenly might, resounded between heaven and earth.
"Welcome to the Chaos Battlefield!"
(End of Chapter)
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