Chapter 330 - 330 Kill a High Heaven Immortal with Three Fingers!

330 Kill a High Heaven Immortal with Three Fingers!

“So what if you don’t allow it?”

The Holy Son sneered and shook his head, but his tone became even colder. “There are many things in this world. Even if they happen before your eyes, you are still powerless to stop them. If you forcefully stop them, you will only end up with your soul dissipating.”

He raised his head to look at the mountain peak. Although he was looking upwards, everyone had an illusion at this moment.

Ying Daoyi’s body had expanded infinitely, becoming even more majestic and shocking. He even surpassed Central Divine Mountain and looked down at them.

Whether it was their every move or their thoughts, none of them could escape that pair of cold eyes.

“I’m curious. What can you do if you don’t allow it?”

As he spoke, Ying Daoyi was still walking towards the peak of the mountain. His steps were steady, as if he was using this action to mock Feng Xia for being weak.

“If you have that power, you can show me how you want to stop me.”

“Your Highness, you really won’t give up until you see the Yellow River.”

Yellow River?

Which river is this?

Just as this thought surfaced in Ying Daoyi’s mind, he suddenly saw Feng Xia extend his right hand as he stood on the mountain peak. Feng Xia bent his index finger and flicked it forward.

In an instant, the world spun and space changed.

“What…?”

Then, the Holy Son noticed that the scene around him had suddenly changed. Behind him was vast land, and in front of him was a divine mountain that reached into the clouds. A winding staircase led to the peak of the divine mountain.

On the peak of the divine mountain, many demon beasts who saw this scene could not help but open their mouths wide.

An uproar erupted!

“This… this is?!”

“What’s going on? Is it a spatial divine power or some kind of illusion?”

“Look! His Highness has returned to the foot of the mountain!”

“What happened just now? Why didn’t I see anything?”

Under everyone’s gaze, the space seemed to have reversed. The Holy Son, who had ascended the hundred steps, suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain!

Regardless of race or cultivation, everyone saw that scene clearly.

Xuan Qinghe’s heart trembled violently. The moment Feng Xia launched the attack, it had already focused all his attention. Unfortunately, it still could not see through the profundity of Feng Xia’s move!

“What’s going on? What method did he use?”

Xuan Qinghe’s heart thumped wildly.

It did not comprehend it, and could not even begin to comprehend it.

The Holy Son Ying Daoyi was also shocked. He looked around in disbelief and his expression changed drastically again. “How did I… How did I return to the foot of the mountain?”

More importantly, in his previous battles with Feng Xia, the various divine power moves could more or less be traceable.

However, this time, he really could not understand it at all.

It was even more confusing than the so-called grand divine power of the Dao heart. It was incomprehensible and not understandable!

“What happened? Did I get hit by his spatial divine power?”

“No, there’s no fluctuation of the Great Dao of Space. It’s not a spatial divine power. Then what divine power is this? Or is it some innate talent?”

The Holy Son gritted his teeth. He felt a little dizzy. The helplessness he felt when he was in the Nine Lotus Heavenly Heart Prison appeared again.

He seemed to see a boundless darkness. In the darkness, the huge lotus petals turned into a prison that sealed the heavens and the earth. Even a deity would be knocked off the altar to become a weak mortal.

“Can it be that what he said is true?”

“From the beginning to the end, the Nine Lotus Heavenly Heart Prison divine power hasn’t been removed?”

“Impossible! That’s absolutely impossible! With our infinite wisdom, there’s no divine power that can’t be broken!”

He roared in his heart and activated all his magical power without holding back. Like a wild beast, he charged towards the peak of Central Divine Mountain!

“Xia Donghai, I want you to die!”

The Holy Son Ying Daoyi yelled angrily.

However, immediately after, his entire body suddenly turned cold and countless goosebumps appeared on his back. It was as if he had fallen from the Divine Kingdom immortal realm to the Netherworld Devil Cave in an instant!

What did he see?

In a split second, he had rushed hundreds of feet up the Heavenly Stairway. However, in the blink of an eye, he had returned to the bottom of the Heavenly Stairway again. In front of him was the vast and endless divine mountain and the Heavenly Stairway that he had yet to climb.

On the divine mountain was Feng Xia, whose expression was as calm as water in an ancient well.

“How… how is this possible!”

At this moment, the Holy Son Ying Daoyi was completely stunned.

He even felt an unprecedented sense of horror—that was an emotion he had never felt before. Mystery and the unknown brought about a terrifying truth that was hard to accept.

What exactly happened?

Why did he not sense any cultivation fluctuations? Xia Donghai did not even move a finger, but he had already returned to where he came from. It was as if he had never moved a single step!

In his opinion, even if a deity came to this world personally, he would definitely not be able to do this!

“Your Highness.”

The corners of Feng Xia’s lips curled up into a relaxed smile. “Why are you still at the foot of the mountain? Since you want me to die, you naturally have to climb up the mountain.”

Looking at Feng Xia’s bent fingers, the Holy Son’s expression became even gloomier.

After a long while, he asked slowly.

“What divine power did you use? Whether it’s you or this divine power, you have earned the right to be remembered by me.”

His mouth suddenly split open to his ears. He no longer maintained the image of a young man. The flesh and blood of his body squirmed and dissolved. In the blink of an eye, under everyone’s gaze, he turned into a monster that looked like a mountain of flesh.

“What… what is this?!”

Xuan Qinghe did not know how many times it had been stunned already.

No matter how knowledgeable it was, it had never seen such a terrifying monster.

Its head was a true dragon’s head and its body was a Kirin’s body. On one side was a phoenix wing and on the other side was a roc wing. There was a human face on its long tail and the six sharp claws under its body seemed to belong to different races. At the same time, eight heads grew from different parts of its body!

Each head was different.

“What the hell is that?!”

Countless demon beasts felt their hair stand on end.

No matter how they looked at it, the Holy Son’s current form was like an invisible hand that forcefully fused many powerful demon beasts together!

It was strange and terrifying!

How could such a living being be born naturally?

Yet when they thought about how this strange phenomenon was man-made, it caused their hearts to tremble even more and their chests were practically torn apart by fear.

“Xia Donghai, you will definitely die.”

Although the Holy Son’s physique was huge at the moment, its speed was even faster than lightning. With a boom, it tore through the sky and charged towards Feng Xia on the divine mountain!

However, in the next moment, it returned to the starting point of the Heavenly Stairway!

It did not even manage to take a step forward!

“Your Highness.”

Feng Xia’s voice resounded once more, as if he was a divine spirit that stood tall between heaven and earth. The eternal mark was imprinted there, majestic, inaccessible and unfathomable!

“I once used this move before to kill a High Heaven Immortal with three fingers. You…”

“Are you ready to die?”

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