The God of Sky & Earth C.726: The Aura of the Holy King!

"Yuan True Realm, is a place you cannot enter, but today I will show you the true power of Sacred Mountain. It is a place you can only hope to reach, and I will make you understand what it means to have a limited perspective!"

Ouyang Jinwei said coldly, she could feel that the young boy standing before her had never set foot in the Yuan True Realm.

The Yuan True Realm and the Yuan Spirit Realm, they were separated by a vast chasm, completely different from each other in every possible way.

Between the two, the difference in elemental energy alone was incomparable!

As the words fell, Ouyang Jinwei's gaze met Su Yi's. The faint golden eyes in Ouyang Jinwei's beautiful eyes turned icy cold, her cheeks chilled, and a deep shadow of gloom appeared. The intent to kill in her eyes was undisguised.

Instantly, Ouyang Jinwei's handprint formed once again, this time it carried a mysterious and mystical aura. 𝚏r𝗲ewe𝚋𝐧𝚘vel.𝚌𝚘m

All of a sudden, from between Ouyang Jinwei's red lips, a tiny hint of her fragrant tongue emerged, exuding an invisible allure. Her silver teeth clenched tightly as a thread of crimson blood trickled from the tip of her tongue.

"Zoom!"

This thread of crimson blood was instantly enveloped by the radiance within Ouyang Jinwei's handprint, and ultimately flowed into her own brow.

"Boom!"

As the radiance flowed into her brow, a divine light filled the air, shining forth from within Ouyang Jinwei.

Suddenly, even the aura of the Yuan True Realm within Ouyang Jinwei's body surged upward, ascending several levels.

Underneath the embrace of the divine radiance, a faint veil seemed to envelop Ouyang Jinwei's graceful figure.

The faint shadow gradually extended from the ground, growing taller and taller until it reached a height of several meters, engulfing Ouyang Jinwei's body within its embrace.

The hazy silhouette remained ethereal yet undeniably divine, revealing a graceful form akin to an ancient goddess descending. Her eyes were like twin crescent moons, radiating a chilling aura of merciless indifference. The surging vitality resembled a tempest, accompanied by an awe-inspiring primordial pressure!

As the phantom materialized, the gazes of everyone in the square quivered instantly.

Many individuals, whose strength fell short, felt their vitality stagnating within their bodies, while their souls trembled within their minds. Such formidable pressure was truly terrifying.

In the presence of such a phantom, as if an ancient goddess had descended, carrying that terrifying pressure, divinely unparalleled, the energies of this realm were thrown into disarray.

"What is this?"

"What a frightening aura!"

The crowd gasped in awe as Ouyang Jinwei revealed her true cultivation level, leaving everyone speechless with astonishment.

And at this moment, the trump card Ouyang Jinwei once again employed was truly shocking, leaving everyone in awe of such a terrifying power.

"Could it be the terrifying power of the Sacred Mountain? But Ouyang Jinwei is not the Saint Child or Holy Maiden of the Sacred Mountain..."

Among the group of young disciples from the Divine Sword School, a sense of determination welled up in Situ Muyang's clear eyes.

Even Mu Yao, at this moment, gazed at the virtual image connected to Ouyang Jinwei with her beautiful eyes, and felt a ripple of emotions.

In the middle of the arena, under the imposing pressure, Su Yi's gaze was fixed on Ouyang Jinwei.

The overwhelmingly divine aura permeated, causing Su Yi to feel uneasy all over, and even the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique within him began to surge.

"Sacred Mountain, indeed possesses extraordinary powers!"

At this very moment, Su Yi spoke objectively, suggesting that Sacred Mountain being the number one power in the Central Region had its reasons.

At this moment, Ouyang Jinwei's skills exhibited on her body were already remarkable. These skills were extraordinary, and could even cause her strength and aura to soar out of nowhere.

Feeling the aura emanating from Ouyang Jinwei at this moment, Su Yi couldn't help but tremble inwardly.

This should be Ouyang Jinwei's full strength. At this moment, Ouyang Jinwei, putting forth her full effort, would be invincible against an average cultivator in the first stage of the Yuan True Realm.

"The aura of the Holy King! Ouyang Jinwei surprisingly possesses the aura of the Holy King!"

Deputy Palace Masters Guan Lan, Yan Lu, and Yun Ding, along with other experts from Yutian Palace, including Xi Wuqing, all had their expressions suddenly change.

"Bing Fu, is Ouyang Jinwei really the Holy Maiden of the Sacred Mountain?"

The Old Man Gu Yue's face showed great astonishment, as he directly asked Elder Bing Fu.

The aura of the Saint King is something only the Saint Child and the Holy Maiden of the Sacred Mountain possess.

"Haha, Jinwei isn't the Holy Maiden, but she was almost one. She missed the chance by a hair's breadth, but then she encountered some fortunate events, and that is how she became imbued with the sacred aura of the Sacred Mountain's Holy King."

Elder Bing Fu chuckled, and if we were to say that Ouyang Jinwei's cultivation at the first level of the Yuan True Realm was her trump card, then the sacred aura she was currently using was truly a fatal blow.

In Elder Bing Fu's heart, even if we were to take a step back, if Yi Su in front of him could surpass Ouyang Jinwei, then he would truly be worthy of becoming Ouyang Jinwei's husband.

Upon hearing this, Old Man Gu Yue, Deputy Palace Master Guan Lan, and the others furrowed their brows. They were well aware of the formidable power of the sacred aura of the Sacred Mountain.

The enormous phantom extended across the ground. In Su Yi's gaze, which resembled two icy moons, Ouyang Jinwei stared intently. A cold and proud voice resonated from the mouth of the colossal illusion, carrying a sense of divinity and majesty. It said, "Boy, by now, you should understand what it means to have a narrow perspective, like viewing the sky from the bottom of a well!"

The icy words resounded like divine music at that moment, buzzing and echoing with a resounding clang.

The massive sacred illusion of Ouyang Jinwei trembled, emanating an overwhelming sense of divinity!

Su Yi shivered as he felt the sacred aura, sensing an immense destructive power contained within. The aura emanating from Ouyang Jinwei at this moment was truly terrifying. It seemed that if she didn't use her full strength, Su Yi would be unable to escape unscathed.

"Let's try a new approach then, it shouldn't be weak, right?"

Su Yi muttered under his breath, whispering softly as his handprints quietly formed in his hands.

As Su Yi's handprints formed, his skin inexplicably began to emit a radiant and translucent glow. His once profound and bright eyes now shimmered with swirling light, flashing with a dazzling array of colors.

In an instant, a wave of ancient atmosphere with a timeless charm surged within Su Yi, spreading out like rolling ocean waves. It felt as if it could suppress all directions, expanding both within and beyond the square.

As the atmosphere fluctuated, Ouyang Jinwei was the first to sense it. Waves surged in her moon-like eyes, and she could feel that this aura was extraordinary. It seemed that the young man also had some hidden cards up his sleeve.

"Boom!"

Soon, Ouyang Jinwei made her move. She didn't want to waste any more time, fearing it would lead to unnecessary trouble. She aimed to defeat the young man directly, using the most straightforward and decisive method. This was the only way to restore her lost dignity. Raising her hand and mustering a surging energy like a hurricane, she prepared to strike.

"Anyway, you can't change any outcome. With the mark of the sacred king, you are destined to be defeated!"

With a deep shout, Ouyang Jinwei raised her arm and with a mighty shake, the enormous palm descended like a dark cloud blocking out the sky.

"Boom!"

The palm imprint covered the sky, causing the wind to surge and the energy of the heavens and earth to become chaotic.

Accompanied by a dreadful force, it swiftly descended upon Su Yi like a bolt of lightning.

As the palm imprint descended, a dreadful aura began to spread, as if it had come from ancient times.

A sense of destruction descended from the sky, capable of annihilating everything, leaving people with a pounding heart and an inexplicable chilling sensation.