The King of Black Fog

Within a mere moment's span of a Breathing Skill, the Magical Power Divine Form crowned by the "Wisdom Pearl" had already integrated numerous Great Divine Powers into the "Tathagata's Golden Body".

The five fingers extended, the thumb booming with thunder and lightning, "Shenxiao Cross Heavenly Scripture"; the index finger unveiled a hazy face, emitting a Shattering God's Roar;

The middle finger was like a Heavenly Sword;

The ring finger, an Asura lifting a soul fork;

The little finger, white bones crawling out of Hell.

Five Divine Skills merged into the Buddha's palm, and as this hand pressed down, it became a Five Finger Mountain, suppressing all rebellions!

"Swoosh!"

The eyes of the Magical Power Divine Form turned pure white, as if blinded, yet the Yanzi Clan felt a chill under this gaze.

Everything in the world turned black and white in those eyes, like an ink painting, with only the Yanzi Clan remaining a mass of blood-red.

"Pseudo-Mythical Color"!

The Tathagata's Golden Body actually spoke, with a grand voice, like the ringing of a Dharma bell.

"The Buddha's power is boundless; those who dare defy will find only death!"

Boom!!

It was as if the Tathagata, seated in the Buddha Country, personally delivered a strike to suppress demons.

"Good!" The Yanzi Clan, far from afraid, shouted boldly, "Now this indeed shows a trace of the Star Spirit's prowess! This Dao Fruit of yours is more interesting than the other two, I shall take it!"

The blood-colored mist swirled in place, transforming into a blood-colored mist snake as thick as a water tank and a hundred meters long.

The serpent's maw ripped open, aimed at the Tathagata's Golden Body and the Magical Power Divine Form.

"Come in!"

With a hum, the world trembled violently.

Countless great mountains were uprooted, gathered into a mountain flood, and rolled toward the serpent's maw.

Sitting at the right hand of the Tathagata's Golden Body, the Magical Power Divine Form stumbled and was forcibly sucked up.

The Tathagata's Golden Body, a thousand meters tall, swayed like a golden soup, on the verge of being drawn into the serpent's maw.

"Senior, please spare him."

A clear and soft voice, melodious and tender, irresistibly pervasive, made even the fleshless Yanzi Clan dazed.

The Blood Mist Giant Snake was dumbfounded, its maw still open but lacking its terrifying suction force.

Boom!

The mountains drawn up fell and splattered like mud cakes, appearing from a distance like numerous circles.

The Tathagata's Golden Body's swaying form suddenly stood firm, unshakeable like cast gold.

The Magical Power Divine Form sat back in the Buddha's hand, once again forming the 'Supreme Sovereign Seal', its mana surging like crashing waves, vast and boundless.

The Tathagata's Handprint slammed down.

The Blood Mist Giant Snake suddenly awakened.

The Yanzi Clan laughed with extreme anger: "Girl, do you wish to die too?"

The Blood Mist Giant Snake's mouth regained its suction, and the Tathagata's Golden Body instantly turned into a golden morning glow, losing its form, about to be devoured.

Boom!

Simultaneously, a lash of the serpent's tail, though not yet near, sent a buzzing into the ears of the Turquoise Pool, as if they were about to explode.

She advanced instead of retreating, giving a light reprimand, her snow-white hair fluttering, her perfect form shimmering with dawn's light, a rain of light falling, like an unmatched goddess.

"Exert all your strength!"

In red attire fluttering, the power of Turquoise Pool's strike surpassed that of the Magical Power Divine Form wielding the "Pseudo-Mythical Color".

[It's worth a try]: Convert the first Instinct, all tools, and every Skill into pure "Ability."

Every Skill is poured out except for life.

"All?" The Yanzi Clan looked up.

"And me!"

Above the clouds, the slender and youthful Li Qianxia turned and swung her fist.

Behind her, a black Kun fish raised its head with a long roar, swallowing endless lightning along with sunlight, clouds, and gale.

A golden Roc screeched, its wings clapped thunderously, as though blowing the Earth away, distancing it from the sky by three points.

As Li Qianxia swung her fist, the two powers briefly merged, the Kun fish and the Roc entwining, like a golden and black Eight Diagram.

Both the Kun fish and the Roc had colossal forms, their composite Eight Diagram filling the sky completely.

Boom!!

The two energies thoroughly merged, as if the sky's gate had closed, manifesting in the mortal world with boundless terrifying might.

"Brother, for this move of mine, the price is 230! Give me all your savings!"

Li Qianxia swung her fist, the black and golden Eight Diagram descended with the wind of her punch, a waterfall of destructive aura scouring the Earth.

The mountains previously pancaked were all fissured, the world seemed about to be divided into countless pieces.

The Yanzi Clan finally changed color.

Faced with a Magical Power Divine Form using the "Pseudo-Mythical Color," he was not concerned;

Adding the full strength of the Turquoise Pool, he needed to treat it seriously, dare not underestimate;

If Li Qianxia also took action...

The Blood Mist Giant Snake was surrounded by two people and a divine form, like three Suns releasing divine radiance, its overwhelming mana evaporating it.

The giant snake chased its own tail, spiraled, and transformed back into a mass of blood mist.

Within the blood mist, an elder in a blood-colored Emperor's Robe sat cross-legged.

His face was aged, his form emaciated, almost as tragic as the previous Primordial Divine Body, yet one was close to death while the other was on the brink of rebirth.

The withered elder raised his right finger, forcibly poking a hole in his own chest, a gruesome and terrifying sight.

The Turquoise Pool saw the Yanzi Clan lick a bit of blood from his finger, and her heart suddenly sank, her exquisite face frowned: "Be careful!"

Throughout the Mountain and River Map, regardless of their location, all beings felt suffocated!

The Yanzi Clan disregarded his Origin and lifespan, forcibly awakening his former Realm.

At this moment, whether it was the Tathagata's Golden Body, the full strength blow of the Turquoise Pool, or the Black-Golden Eight Diagram falling from the sky, all divine light and fury were suppressed.

As the blood-colored mist dissipated, the Yanzi Clan stood up.

He had regained his youth.

His form tall and straight, reaching two zhang high, blood-red hair wild and dancing, his face handsome and exotic, lips red as blood.