Wu Wangqing was also terrified, lying on the ground trembling, blood trickling from his嘴角 (corner of the mouth). That previous move had been utterly domineering.
He had underestimated Dao Xiaotian's strength. The other's mastery as an Earth Master exceeded his imagination, able to mobilize the earth's dragon veins to attack enemies.
His heart quaked. Given a few more years, Dao Xiaotian's achievements would be unimaginable. A fully grown Earth Master was feared by all major forces.
Dao Ling's mother channeled pure life aura from her hands to nourish the child's body. Seeing the little one's dull eyes and slipping into unconsciousness, her heart bled. This was just a one-year-old child suffering such a catastrophe.
The earth's dragon veins were awakening. Streams of essence dragons stood in the sky, filling the entire realm. The Martial Palace's core trembled, buildings collapsed, and massive cracks split the earth.
Heaven and earth cracked!
Peaks and palaces collapsed as the area erupted into frenzy. Dao Xiaotian fully awakened the earth's dragon veins, intent on sinking the place!
Powerhouses were jolted awake, their faces paling at the ruins. Many rushed over.
Wu Wangdong stood ready, summoning the Cave Heaven Mirror. A terrifying aura awakened as he全力 (fully) guarded the Martial Emperor's body.
The Martial Emperor was still fusing the origin energy溢出 (overflowing) from Dao Ling, undergoing transformation. His entire body radiated boundless divine light—no accidents could be allowed now.
Dao Xiaotian stood aloft, surrounded by essence dragons. He swallowed mountains and rivers with each gesture, the earth rumbling, his body radiating bone-chilling killing intent.
Driven to极致 (extremes) of anger, he never expected the Martial Palace to treat his child this way, manipulating him to find the Fusing Divine Stone. Now he had only one thought: destroy this place and reclaim his child's stolen origin.
Blood for blood!
His thick hair surged toward the sky, eyes ablaze with杀意 (killing intent). Dao Xiaotian ached deeply. His child, born with the Primordial Saint Physique and destined for greatness, had its origin stolen.
"Don't make a mistake. Do you know what you're doing?" Wu Wangdong's face turned icy. The core area was being destroyed, causing enormous losses.
He also feared Dao Xiaotian could suppress the Cave Heaven Mirror, endangering the Martial Emperor.
"I should ask you the same!" Dao Xiaotian inhaled essence from the eight wastelands, roaring, "The Dao Clan saved your life, and now you use such vile手段 (means) against my son! Have you no conscience?"
Wu Wangdong's old face contorted as he snapped, "Blasphemy! You're bringing disaster to the Dao Clan. No one can save you!"
"Bold! How dare you destroy the Martial Palace's core? You seek death!" An old crone approached阴森森地 (sinisterly), her wrinkled face contorted with malice.
"Old hag, die!" Dao Xiaotian roared. Essence dragons surged with ferocious might, charging toward the crone.
The crone's expression 冰冷 (icy), she summoned a pagoda shrouded in hazy Dao rhyme, sitting high above the nine heavens. Terrifying beams descended to suppress the essence dragon.
But all underestimated the Earth Master's might. The essence dragon raged, channeling earth energy to smash the pagoda and send the crone flying.
Dao Xiaotian stomped the ground, shattering the earth. Rocks and clouds exploded as恐怖 (horrific) energy sprayed from the ground,震死 (shocking to death) the crone!
"What?!" Onlookers gasped. A middle-aged man roared, "How dare you kill a Martial Palace member! You找死 (court death)!"
No one in the Martial Palace expected such audacity—killing a powerhouse outright was suicidal.
"Haha! I'll slaughter this place today! What can you do?" Dao Xiaotian's palm swept across the sky. His body seemed to grow infinitely, summoning a giant hand that crushed the middle-aged man like an ant!
Dao Xiaotian was terrifying, his body towering like a god-devil in the void, emanating滔天 (soaring)波动 (waves) that shook the earth.
"Brazen!" An elder roared, spitting out a star imbued with mountains and rivers—ancient star treasure he had refined.
The ancient star was极其恐怖 (extremely terrifying), heavier than ancient divine mountains, collapsing everything in the void. An essence dragon was ground to dust.
"Break!" Dao Xiaotian howled, hair flailing. Like a god-devil, his palm trembled, flipping heaven and earth as he shattered the ancient star.
"Damn!" The elder nearly went mad, coughing blood as his life treasure was destroyed.
"All of you die!" Dao Xiaotian radiated domineering波动 (waves), his Dharma appearance天地 (heaven-earth) shaking. He oppressed the entire realm, gods and demons moving, heaven and earth cracking.
His arm was a savage dragon, unleashing infinite explosive force. Swinging like a collapsing mountain, he smashed the elder to pieces.
Martial Palace powerhouses turned green with fury. Two强者 (powerhouses) fallen, they glared at Dao Xiaotian with bloodshot eyes, roaring, "Demon! How dare you! No one can save you!"
Dao Xiaotian laughed coldly: "Demon? The Martial Palace is truly 'capable'—stealing a child's origin and attacking a one-year-old. You不配 (don't deserve) to be human."
Silence fell. Elders looked阴郁 (gloomy), while the uninformed exchanged confused glances. Many noticed the Martial Emperor awakening under the Cave Heaven Mirror and Dao Ling's bloody body, deep in thought.
"Brother Dao Ling..." The twin girls paled, tears rolling as they fearfully eyed his bleeding body. It was hard to believe this was the child who had played with them yesterday.
"Dao Xiaotian, stop now. You're bringing great disaster to the Dao Clan," Wu Wangdong sat cross-legged in the void, activating the Cave Heaven Mirror. He feared Dao Xiaotian would break through and拖延 time for the Martial Palace's ancestor to arrive and kill him easily.
Dao Xiaotian laughed: "I want to see just how shameless the Martial Palace can be. Return my son's origin, or I'll raze this place today."
As he spoke, the天地 (heaven-earth) rumbled. A诡异的 (strange) shadow crossed the void, the天地 (heaven-earth) around Dao Ling exploding. A阴森森的 (gloomy) aura surged to capture mother and child.
"Sky-Stepping Foot!" Dao Xiaotian roared, stamping down to crush the偷袭者 (ambusher) into blood mist.
"Dammit!" Martial Palace强者 (powerhouses) raged. An elder吼道 (roared), "Attack together! He can't borrow dragon vein power indefinitely!"
War erupted. Dozens of Martial Palace powerhouses unleashed killing arts, divine lights flying as treasures spat恐怖 (horrific) beams, bombarding forward.
The recovered Wu Wangqing was fearsome, wielding a killing sword that sliced the sky, a blinding blade of light blotting out heaven and earth, capable of slaying stars.
Dao Xiaotian stood like a great mountain, wrapped in essence dragons. Borrowing dragon vein power, his strength was overwhelming, each breath making the world rumble.
Facing attacks from all sides, his moves were simple yet domineering—he punched the sky!
This punch tore a hole in the苍穹 (sky), infinite airwaves surging from the earth. The dragon veins below awakened, erupting with滔天 (soaring) aura like a giant mushroom cloud.
The earth exploded, rocks and clouds flew, divine light pierced the sky. All attacking arts and treasures were obliterated by this energy.
"All of you, scram!" Dao Xiaotian's roar thundered, shaking the天地 (heaven-earth), splitting the blue sky for thousands of miles.
"Ahhh..." Countless screams rang out as bodies exploded into blood mist, shattered by the roar.
Even the Cave Heaven Mirror trembled, intimidated by the sound.
The scene was chaotic, with huge chasms opening. Many Martial Palace强者 (powerhouses) bled, and survivors were disheveled, bodies cracked, nearly吓死 (scared to death).
Dao Xiaotian stood motionless like a god-devil, channeling earth dragon qi to grow increasingly powerful.
"Damn!" Wu Wangdong's scalp tingled. This was a great enemy that must be eliminated, along with his Earth Master inheritance, which the Martial Palace must seize.
Suddenly, dazzling beams refracted from the horizon. A恐怖 (horrific) sea-like波动 (wave) rolled over the残破的 (ruined) Martial Palace core. A golden shadow appeared, burning like a divine sun, its气息 (aura) making heaven and earth tremble.
Two faint golden eyes wreathed in chaotic qi looked over from the horizon, regarding Dao Xiaotian like an ant.
"The ancestor is here! Hahaha, you're dead!" Wu Wangdong roared. This was a Martial Palace ancestor, a being of profound cultivation—even Dao Xiaotian was doomed.
"Ancestor, kill this wretch! He's killed many of us!" Disheveled old cultivators shouted.
Dao Xiaotian's face changed. He hadn't expected the ancestor to arrive so quickly. Now his body radiated energy, each divine light splitting the天地 (heaven-earth).
"Stop him! He's gathering power!" The distant golden shadow spoke, shaking the苍穹 (sky). He had just arrived and needed time to approach.
Dao Xiaotian had long seen the mirror's不凡 (extraordinary). He had been stalling to break the mirror and reclaim the origin.
Roar!
Horrible scenes unfolded on the horizon. Dragons soared, roaring around the giant at the center. Each dragon spat golden essence, pouring into Dao Xiaotian's body.
Like a god-devil, his气息 (aura) grew, oppressing the ten directions. When he raised his palm, the sky darkened. As it trembled, the entire诸天 (celestial realms) shook!
Stars quaked, making Wu Wangdong's scalp tingle. He burned his essence to activate the Cave Heaven Mirror, recognizing this as the Dao Clan's ancestral divine ability—one of the seventy-two great magic powers, Celestial Palm!
The entire诸天 (celestial realms) seemed to fall into Dao Xiaotian's palm. As he struck, silence fell—ears were deafened by the terrifying momentum. A palm blotting out sky and earth descended, its气息 (aura) peerless!