Chapter 142

The spectators watching the battle from hundreds of millions of miles away, as well as Ye Hei and the others watching the livestream, were all stunned speechless.

"What a terrifying young prodigy!"

"This one has the bearing of a Great Emperor!"

Boom!

Fists like thunder, body like lightning.

As the founder of the Immortal Martial Dao of Supreme Mystery, Zhang Taixuan's combat methods were naturally inexhaustible, every move and stance seemingly heaven-made.

For him, whether it was the Dragon God Art or the Divine Palm of the Tathagata, there was not the slightest sense of estrangement; once he began to execute each move and stance, it was indescribably wondrous.

One moment it was palm techniques, the next it was sword techniques, and the moment after it transformed into divine abilities.

Void Arts, Stars Creation Hand—various methods were deployed, and it was Lei Ting's evolved Heavenly Lord of Virtue who was beaten into a scattered mess.

Boom!

After fighting for a moment, Zhang Taixuan's eyes lit up. He threw a punch, as if heaven and earth were being cleaved open. A qi as blazing as the rising sun bloomed upon his fist, striking one of the incarnations.

The next instant, one incarnation dissolved into nothingness, never to reappear.

Zhang Taixuan repeated this, charging toward the remaining three incarnations like a fierce tiger descending the mountain. With only a few punches, the remaining incarnations were directly scattered.

Just as he thought the thunder evolved by the Heavenly Lord of Virtue had been dispersed by him and would no longer return, he saw within the Thunder Immortal Palace complex, a figure of the Heavenly Lord of Virtue coalesce once more.

However, this figure did not strike again. Instead, another figure came to life, stepping across in a single stride, and attacked Zhang Taixuan.