"Qing-xiong! Lin-xiong!"
"…!"
Recovering his wits from Su Xuan's shout, Xia Chen Hai waves his hand, and collects both Qing Ming Yang and Lin Yu Heng from the air—prior to tossing them over to Su Xuan.
"Take them out of here."
"Understood! Elder, be careful!"
As Su Xuan leaves, Xia Chen Hai looks to the weapon spirits; and rotating his Immortal realm cultivation base, while raising his right foot forward—
*Boom!!!*
"Ugh!"
"Ack!"
All the nearby weapon spirits are thrown backwards by the shockwave that was generated by the fall of Xia Chen Hai's foot!
Among these weapon spirits are Zhu Xu and Yang Hai, along with the members of the Ashen River Hall.
Kicking off the ground and ascending into the air, Xia Chen Hai's purple eyes are immediately drawn to the figure in silver robes.
"To dare harm the clansmen of my Ling Yuan family, who are you?"
...…
"Ai, Elder Xia is here."
Seeing Xia Chen Hai's figure, Bai Wen is quick to put up a barrier—to hide their figures away from sight.
"…"
Narrowing her eyes, Wu Xiao silently takes a sip of wine, to which, Yun You asks—
"Elder sister, aren't you concerned about surnamed Long?"
Lowering her drinking vessel, Wu Xiao replies—
"He'll be fine."
...…
Towards Xia Chen Hai, Long Hua answers—
"This god's name is Tian She Zi."
With his identity confirmed, all villagers kneeled and kowtowed in worship.
"…"
"…"
Seeing their fellow villagers praying so fervently, Xu Tian Kun and Hui Sang's expressions distort with disgust—almost as if they had been made to swallow a thousand bugs.
At this point, there's nothing that they can say to deny Long Hua's claim to being their deity, and if they did, they would only be treated as heretics.
"Tian She Zi?"
Muttering the name, Xia Chen Hai frowns, but rather quickly—
"The foreign realm deity?"
"…"
Ignoring the question, Long Hua waves his hand—redirecting the Immortal Suppression Palm towards Xia Chen Hai.
Truly intent on killing Xia Chen Hai, the pace—at which the Immortal Suppression Palm is closing in on the former, made its previous movement speed and momentum seem like a complete joke.
"…"
Narrowing his eyes, Xia Chen Hai performs a two-handed incantation gesture, while rotating his cultivation base fiercely.
Raising a roar, Xia Chen Hai parts his hands—summoning a giant purple cauldron that won't lose to the Immortal Suppression Palm in stature!
Slapping the air, Xia Chen Hai casts the cauldron forward, and—
*Boom!!!!!* upon contact with the Immortal Suppression Palm, the cauldron explodes—releasing an aromatic scent into the air!
"Oh?"
Seeing a portion of the Immortal Suppression Palm rotting away, Long Hua raises an eye.
"Heaven Manifestation realm divine art?"
Widening his eyes in astonishment, Xia Chen Hai finds it somewhat difficult to believe that the divine art that he had just tried to corrode is a Heaven Manifestation realm divine art.
"…"
Glancing down at Shui Yue, Long Hua decides to store it away—for a weapon of this grade, it's utterly worthless against an Immortal realm practitioner.
Severing his connection to the corroded Immortal Suppression Palm, Long Hua causes it to dissipate.
(Ai. Cultivation and body wise, I'm still the same as usually. All I'm doing is forcefully executing this divine art in its higher form by supplying it with faith energy. Still… This is ultimately a rare opportunity, I might as well use it to its fullest.)
Raising his right foot, Long Hua steps onto the air, and mutters—
"Emperor, mortal realm's greatest authority."
When fighting against Hai Zang, his cultivation base wouldn't allow him to use this divine art without a solid piece of footing, but through the use of faith energy, this issue is temporarily resolved.
"Uh?"
As a giant shadow manifests, and towers over him, Xia Chen Hai looks upwards to see—
"Another Heaven Manifestation realm divine art?"
Twitching an eye, Xia Chen Hai is shocked to see a 500-meter black and white giant—dressed in a set of imperial robes with a mianguan crown, stomping its right foot down from above!
Performing an incantation gesture quickly, Xia Chen Hai summons a similarly statured sword, and hurls it at the imperial figure's descending foot!
In the next instance—
*Boom!!!!!!!!!!!* the sword's tip clashes with the imperial figure's right foot, and the collision of the two forces causes the world to tremble violently!
"This is…?"
"The strength of a deity?"
"That Immortal's strength, it's even greater than level six…"
"Is that level seven?"
Witnessing this exchange, which can seemingly tear the entirety of the world apart, many weapon spirits felt like helpless ants.
To them, the strength that is being demonstrated by the two parties is completely unfathomable—making the level six Immortal, Qing Yu Long no longer as terrifying as before, for a new target of fear is born.
"Uh…!"
Distancing himself from the reach of the imperial figure by teleporting, Xia Chen Hai's shouts—
"Split!"
Following Xia Chen Hai's command, the 500-meter weapon splits itself off into ten-meter swords.
"…"
And just as a scalp-numbing amount of swords charge at him like a swarm of flies, Long Hua's body emanates with a golden shine, as he vanishes and reappears at the imperial figure's crown.
"Spear in hand, who dares to defy?"
Responding to Long Hua's chant, the imperial figure raises its right hand, and above its head—
*Siiiii!!!* a black rift is torn open.
From within this rift, a colossal spear—the Emperor's Spear emerges, and is grasped onto by the imperial figure.
In the next instance—
*Boom!!!!!* lunging the spear of Yin and Yang energy forward with great might, the imperial figure shatters all the incoming swords in a single thrust.
Following this—
"…!"
Turning towards Xia Chen Hai, the imperial figure hurls the spear; and faster than the former is able to react to the situation, Long Hua coldly mutters—
"Detonate."
*Boom…!!!!!!!!!!!* Yin and Yang energy erupts from the spear's self-destruction, and for a brief instance—
...…!
...…!
...…!
An eerie sense of silence, along with the colors of black and white—in this brief instance, that was all that made up the entirety of the world.
"…!"
"…!"
Despite not being in the epicenter of the explosion, every single person within the ruins felt as if a heavy hand had smacked them—forcing them onto the ground, far faster than they could even think to resist.
And try as some of these individuals might, but in the face of the deafening explosion, several of them had fainted as a result of shock.
If it was already this bad for those who weren't near the explosion's epicenter, then in the case of Xia Chen Hai—
"Pffff!!!"
Spewing out more than two liters of blood, Xia Chen Hai's complexion instantly pales, as a heavy force of energy smashes onto him from the front—throwing him backwards, while also flattening the forest beneath him!