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His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, carrying an undeniable authority.

"Sister Zhaoji, make your move."

As the man spoke, Jasmine felt a blur before her eyes.

The next second, the figure that stood like an iceberg in her sight had disappeared.

Upon closer inspection, Zehime had already appeared in the center of the battlefield.

Her long, black hair was unbound and fluttered in the storm of laws between the two high-level god-kings, while her loose white gauze dress remained spotless.

She simply floated there quietly, as if she had become the center of the entire world.

Then, she raised her hand.

A peerless divine sword, formed from pure sword intent and seemingly capable of severing cause and effect and splitting the cycle of reincarnation, took shape in her hands.

Without the slightest hesitation, he slashed down with his sword at the Destruction Tyrant who was about to deliver the final blow to Princess Huiming!

Princess Zetsu has joined the battle!

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I should update around 7 PM tomorrow as well. I need to adjust my sleep schedule.

Chapter 974 Defeating the Tyrant in One Battle! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The sword is the king of all weapons. And weapons themselves represent destruction.

Therefore, when Zhao Ji unleashed her sword strike, there was neither earth-shattering momentum nor dazzling brilliance.

But wherever the sword points, space, time, and laws shatter!

It was like a ray of dawn piercing through the eternal night, a ray containing the purest and ultimate essence of the "Law of Destruction," slashing towards the tyrant of destruction!

At that very moment, the Destruction Tyrant, distracted by Qiu Tu's breakthrough of the strange phenomenon, felt a warning alarm ringing in his heart!

A long-lost threat of death, emanating from the depths of his soul, made the hairs on his body stand on end.

He didn't even have time to think about where the attack came from; his massive, mountain-like body instinctively made the most correct response.

"Yu!"

With a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, the Destruction Tyrant abandoned his final attack on the Radiant Princess, and the enormous black hand that blotted out the sky suddenly disappeared!

The next second, it appeared in front of him, like a towering mountain firmly blocking his way!

It blocked that seemingly ordinary sword light!

Immediately afterwards, the phantom of the Destroyer Royal Court descended upon the mountain once more, imbuing it with the Law of Destruction!

On one side is a mountain that gathers the power of the entire Destruction Royal Court and billions of Destruction Gods!

On one side is the supreme sword that embodies the ultimate laws of destruction and Zehime's ultimate understanding of swordsmanship!

The two collided with a deafening roar amidst the intense attention of the world!

"laugh--"

There was no earth-shattering explosion as expected, nor a destructive storm caused by energy clashes.

The moment the sword touched that high mountain, it produced a sound similar to a red-hot iron probing into ice water.

The longsword, which was entirely formed from the laws of destruction, cut into the mountain that was formed from the "Court of Destruction" the moment it came into contact with it!

The laws of destruction, powerful enough to shatter stars and crush worlds, are as fragile as paper before the purer sword intent of destruction, easily torn apart, sliced, and annihilated!

For the first time, an expression of disbelief and horror appeared in the eyes of the Destruction Tyrant, eyes that were usually filled with an aura of destruction.

Although he was ambushed and had to fight hastily, he still used 9% of his strength! Enough to crush most of the high-level god-kings!

However, in the face of the opponent's "sword," one's own path is incredibly fragile.

This wasn't a difference in "quantity" between himself and Huiming, but a crushing defeat in "quality"!

The person who attacked him used a move that possessed an understanding of the laws governing the path of destruction that surpassed his own!

Although this power is weaker than itself, it is a higher level of crushing power that is unreasonable and utterly crushing!

So, there was a crisp "snap!" sound!

The mountain that had gathered the power of the "Destruction Tyrant" was actually split in two by a single sword strike!

Immediately afterwards, the sword light, undiminished in its momentum, continued upwards, slashing towards the massive world projection of the "Destruction Court".

"No!"

The Destruction Tyrant let out a roar filled with shock and rage.

He desperately wanted to reclaim his destined world, but it was too late.

As the sword flashed, the magnificent projection of the "Destroyed Royal Court" world was cleaved open with a huge, bottomless crack!

Although only the projection was damaged, the Destruction Tyrant, as the ruler of the world, still suffered a strong backlash.

He groaned, and his burly body staggered backward hundreds of meters in the air, a trickle of golden divine blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

With a single sword strike, just one strike, his original world was shattered, and his very essence was damaged!

The entire battlefield, and the countless god-kings watching through various means, fell into a deathly silence at this moment.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the white-clad woman floating in the air, their hearts filled with turbulent emotions.

Who is that?

When did such a terrifying being appear on the ancient continent?

A single sword strike repelled and wounded the Destruction Tyrant?

At this moment, Jasmine, who had been watching the battle from afar, suddenly narrowed her eyes and stood up from her throne.

Her gaze seemed to pierce through countless worlds and spaces, landing on Zhao Ji, and her brows furrowed sharply.

Over the past few centuries, she had actually envisioned countless possibilities for the battle between Zhao Ji and the Tyrant of Destruction.

For example, the Destroyer Tyrant wins a Pyrrhic victory, or Zhao Ji and the Destroyer Tyrant fight to a standstill, or even... Zhao Ji wins a Pyrrhic victory.

Regardless of which one, she can reap the benefits.

The result... she never expected it to be such a crushing defeat.

Although Zhao Ji's sword strike was a sneak attack; although the Destruction Tyrant was only recovering from his injuries; although the Destruction Tyrant had just gone through a major battle, ... a crushing defeat is still a crushing defeat.

Any deity present could see that there was a crushing difference in understanding of the laws between Zhao Ji and the Tyrant of Destruction!

But what she found even more unacceptable was that Zhao Ji's actions were actually because of that man?

She had just tried to reason with him and persuade him to stop, but the man only said one sentence and Zhao Ji attacked without hesitation.

"Qiu Tu..."

Jasmine bit her pink lips, and for the first time, she felt a trace of... jealousy towards a man.

Why?

Why should Xi Yue, whom I have nurtured and carefully cultivated for hundreds of years, listen to him instead of me?!

At that moment, while everyone was in shock.

In the center of the battlefield, Zhao Ji unleashed a single sword strike, no longer concerned with the outcome.

Her stunningly beautiful face, as if covered by the first snow on a mountain peak, still held that aloof and arrogant air, as if it had just been a casual strike.

Her figure flashed and appeared beside the swaying Princess Huiming. With a flick of her slender hand, several golden magic arrays enveloped Princess Huiming in the next second.

Immediately afterwards, a gentle yet boundless life force surged into Princess Huiming's body, stabilizing her severely injured divine form.

Princess Huiming opened her eyes, her beautiful gaze showing little surprise. She looked calmly at the otherworldly beauty before her, "Zhao Ji?"

Although she used a question, her tone was very confident.

Zhao Ji did not answer, but only gave her a cold glance.

At this moment, the Destruction Tyrant, who had just stabilized his original world, had a face so gloomy it could drip water.

He stared intently at Zhao Ji, his heart filled with a mixture of horror and rage.

He couldn't figure out where this woman had come from.

That power, that sword intent... it was definitely the existence that had embarked on the supreme path of "destruction"!

Moreover, his understanding and application of the "Law of Destruction" seems to be even more profound than mine!

Of all the high-ranking god-kings, only one fits this description...

"You're the God of Destruction who recently embarked on the path to supreme power?"

The Destruction Tyrant looked at Zhao Ji, who was healing Princess Huiming, his voice hoarse, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Upon hearing the Tyrant's words, Zhao Ji did not answer his question, but instead stood up and slowly turned around.

Her deep, icy eyes fell upon the tyrant of destruction, and she asked in return,

"You... are the Destroyer Tyrant?"

Her voice was cold and devoid of emotion, and she used the same condescending tone as the Destroyer Tyrant.

It's as if the entire "path of destruction" now reveres her!

Destructive Tyrant: .....

He felt he had been humiliated like never before.

He, a mighty tyrant of destruction, who stood atop the ancient continent for thousands of years, was so looked down upon by an unknown junior who had just emerged.

"Insanity!"

The Destruction Tyrant roared, suppressing his shock and doubt, and his boundless killing intent surged once more.

He admitted that the woman was very strong, but he had been famous for thousands of years and had suppressed several eras. Why would he be afraid of a newly promoted high-level god-king who had just started out!

Even if the other party is truly exceptionally talented, they would need to cultivate for at least several hundred more years to truly surpass me!

Thinking this, the Destruction Tyrant glared at Zhao Ji and said in a low voice, "I'd like to see if you're even worthy of knowing my name!"

Before he finished speaking, his massive, mountain-like body suddenly sprang up, and the laws of destruction around him burned wildly, condensing into a set of ferocious armor that was as black as ink and flowed with lava patterns!

Then, abandoning all fancy techniques, it transformed into a black lightning bolt that pierced the heavens and the earth, and in the most primitive and savage manner, it crashed fiercely towards Zhao Ji!

This is a pure clash of power and realm. He will use his thousands of years of accumulation to crush this arrogant new god-king!

Faced with this world-shattering blow, Zeji's exquisite face, as white as snow covering a mountain peak, still wore an expression of aloofness and arrogance.

She didn't move an inch, simply hovering silently in place, her long black hair dancing wildly in the storm of laws.

Only when the black lightning was about to strike did she suddenly raise the sword in her hand!

prick!

There were no superfluous movements, just a simple, unremarkable thrust. But that was the most fundamental technique for using a sword!

With the blade as its edge, and the point as its sharpest point! Where the sword's edge points, all is silent!

"boom!"

The sword clashed with the thunder, unleashing a deafening roar.

The pure destructive sword intent clashed fiercely with the violent destructive divine power, exploding between the two into a black sphere that kept expanding and devouring everything.

A terrifying energy storm swept in all directions, sending the two flying!

This time, Zhao Ji retreated nearly several thousand meters, while the Destruction Tyrant only took a few steps.

Clearly, the Destroyer Tyrant's thousands of years of accumulation on the path to supremacy are far superior to that of Zhao Ji, who has just embarked on the path to godhood.

This also allowed the high-ranking god-kings watching to "see clearly" Zhao Ji's "true" strength. Even the Tyrant of Destruction began to smile.

However... at this moment, despite being at a disadvantage after her attack, Ze Ji's expression remained unchanged.

She held her sword, hovering silently in the distance, then gazed at the Tyrant of Destruction and spoke coldly.

"Is this the result of your thousands of years of cultivation?"

Upon hearing Zhao Ji's words, the smile on the face of the Destruction Tyrant vanished abruptly, and he suddenly looked at Zhao Ji.

Zeji stared at him coldly, "Then... you can stay."