Creating the Shura Palace in a Fantasy World

"Indeed, the differce betwe a Half-Step Saint King and a true Saint King is like that of an abyss. But today, I, Song Tianyun, will ter history by destroying this abyss!"

As soon as Song Tianyun finished speaking, behind his body, a transluct version of himself began to project, which immediately started to grow.

Initially, it was the same size as him, but soon it reached t meters, and did not stop there.

In a short time, this transluct body, idtical to Song Tianyun, reached hundreds of meters in height, with its feet on the g and its head touching the clouds.

"Self-created ability?"

In the distance, Sh Yuanzhe, who was watching the sce, could not help but be shocked, for he realized that the aura this ability exuded reflected exactly Song Tianyun's understanding of the Sacred Law of the Soul.

Ev someone who cultivated an ability to perfection would not be able to reach such a degree of compatibility.

This could only mean one thing: Song Tianyun created this low-grade sacred ability by himself!

Although it was a low-grade sacred ability, since it was made by him, while Song Tianyun used it, it would not be inferior to a medium-grade sacred ability and could ev surpass most of them.

Soon after, the ormous transluct figure of Song Tianyun raised its hand towards his original body, which was suspded in the air, and grabbed the huge gold cauldron that was floating beside him.

Th, the ormous transluct figure simply lifted the cauldron and struck it towards Lan Fu, in a direct and rude manner.

But for Lan Fu, although this blow seemed simple, he felt a trace of threat.

Yes, he could not help but be incredulous as he realized he felt danger coming from a mere Half-Step Saint King!

"Hmph, arrogant words!"

Lan Fu snorted coldly, and instead of retreating, he charged forward with all his strgth. In the next instant, he was right in front of the gold cauldron.

Although he was angry, he was not careless and utilized the Sacred Law of Fire to the fullest, and th, immediately after, he punched towards the cauldron that was in front of him

BANG! DING! DING!

The impact and the sound of metal colliding echoed once again.

But to everyone's surprise, as the massive cauldron, held by a gigantic hand, struck Lan Fu's fist, Lan Fu was st flying hundreds of meters away!

"Is this for real??"

"The Master of the Qiankun Super Sect was actually forced to retreat by a Half-Step Saint King!"

"First, the gius competition ded prematurely. Th, a Saint King was forced to retreat before a Half-Step Saint King. This day will surely go down in history!"

"I agree! Ev if the Emperor of the Zhfang Dynasty loses in the d, this battle will go down in history, breaking the myth that a Saint King is invincible!"

As the spectators watching from afar witnessed this, they couldn't help but be astonished and began to chatter excitedly.

In the Eastern Region's history, although there's a saying that below the Saint, there are only ants, the Saint King is considered divine; their words are like laws that can transform the tire region with a simple command.

If a Saint King wants you dead, you have to die!

However, today, a Saint King was forced to retreat by someone whose cultivation was only at Half-Step Saint King, without ev needing to use pills for a temporary breakthrough.

This was why everyone who witnessed it firsthand was so surprised!

"Did he only spit a little blood?"

However, unlike everyone else, Song Tianyun was not at all happy, looking at Lan Fu, who had be forced to retreat hundreds of meters and had just coughed up a bit of blood.

He had used all his trump cards in that last attack, and the result was merely making Lan Fu cough up a little blood after the impact.

Not to mtion that maintaining this ability was costing a lot of spiritual ergy, and that attack practically drained a good portion of his spiritual ergy.

Seeing that he had already used more than 70% of the ergy stored in his body, Song Tianyun couldn't help but feel the urge to flee. However, while he was thinking, a roar echoed:

"Song Tianyun, I want you to die!"

At that momt, Lan Fu, whose clothes were slightly tattered and who felt ashamed, couldn't help but become furious, and his killing intt began to materialize a him.

He had be forced to retreat by a mere Half-Step Saint King, and to make matters worse, it was in front of all the people of the Eastern Region!

His reputation was already tarnished because a disciple of his sect had be hunted by the Shura Palace and he did nothing. Now, in public, claiming he wanted to avge his own daughter, he was forced to retreat before someone with lower cultivation than his.

One can imagine how he was feeling!

Seeing this incredible killing intt emanating from Lan Fu, Song Tianyun couldn't help but tremble.

After all, previously, although he had managed to make Lan Fu retreat, it was because Lan Fu had not used weapons or ev martial arts.

Perhaps it was because, deep down, he looked down on himself.

This was also why he was so disappointed earlier; he thought that with his trump cards, he could ev kill a Saint King, but in reality, he only made a Saint King, who hadn't used all his strgth, retreat...

But now, it seemed that Lan Fu would not hesitate, and at that momt, Song Tianyun was almost out of spiritual ergy!

"Lan Fu, we are both leaders of one of the t main forces. Why don't we take a step back?"

After thinking about this, Song Tianyun couldn't help but take a step back and hesitantly ask Lan Fu.

Although he said this, Song Tianyun didn't have much confidce due to Lan Fu's killing aura and was slowly retreating.

But in the next second, his body froze in place, not because he wanted to, but because an overwhelming pressure descded from the sky.

"Infinite Suppression Map!"

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