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Chapter 1274: Three Thousand Immortal Dao Great Worlds! Fate God Palm!

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As soon as the words fell, the aura of the Great Dao long river beneath Lin Xia's feet surged violently, becoming turbulent, and the river water splashed ten million feet high.

In the crystal-clear water droplets, divine light circulated, radiating vast power of creation.

Under the blessing of the power of creation, Lin Xia's aura climbed rapidly.

He struck with a palm.

The Great Dao divine sound shook the nine heavens and ten earths.

The huge palm print covered billions of billions of light-years.

Like a huge curtain, it pressed down, covering a large part of the long river of time.

The past, present, and future all became dim.

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Countless living beings could not stop their bodies from trembling, feeling their scalps tingle.

In this brief moment, they felt they were in a huge shadow, seeing almost no hope.

Many powerful beings watched this scene in shock, their eyes splitting.

They felt this power was unstoppable.

It seemed capable of piercing through the future and erasing all laws.

It was a hundred times, a thousand times more terrifying than the World-Ending Demon God's strike just now.

Time was annihilating, and laws were sinking.

The brilliance of all things was covered under that huge palm print.

A painful sound rang out.

The World-Ending Demon God's huge body flew backward directly, crossed a distance of tens of millions of light-years, and fell into the long river of time.

Energy ripples, like a mountain-calling and sea-howling tsunami, swept toward the ten-direction worlds.

The huge roaring sound echoed through heaven and earth.

The Western land was trembling violently.

In the eyes of all living beings, the sun, moon, and stars were all inverted.

Even Nüwa 493 and Daoist Houtu changed their expressions.

As Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Golden Immortals, what they could see and feel was naturally much more than ordinary living beings.

In their gaze.

The long river of time was trembling crazily.

Billions of timelines, from the past, to the present, to the future, all stopped extending.

All scenes froze.

Except for Lin Xia.

In this curtain of time, he was the only transcendent existence, controlling the operation of all timelines.

"In this palm, I seem to sense a kind of fatalistic power."

Daoist Houtu was lost in thought, her gaze toward Lin Xia full of shock.

"That's right, this is precisely the power of fate; once locked, even with heaven-reaching strength, one cannot escape."

Nüwa nodded, looking at Lin Xia's figure, starlight seemingly flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as him just breaking through one realm."

Daoist Houtu's expression was somewhat complex.

She had already witnessed Lin Xia's monstrous talent countless times.

But to this day, she was still deeply shaken by it.

"Your strength seems to be nothing more than this."

Lin Xia took a step, and the next moment, he was in another time and space; he lowered his head and indifferently watched the figure floating in the long river of time.

"This is... the power of fate; what connection do you have with the Fate Demon God?"

The World-Ending Demon God's tone was no longer as indifferent as before; his gaze carried astonishment and horror.

He could not avoid that power just now at all.

It was as if he had fallen into the long river of fate again, bound by the shackles of fate.

His spiritual platform was covered with a layer of shadow.

This feeling, this powerful oppression, made him think of those creation masters of the past.

"It's just mere power of fate; what is there to be surprised about?"

"This long river of time has such power; those with sufficient talent can all comprehend it."

Lin Xia said in a flat voice.

"Hmph! Your talent may be good."

"But in this world, only those who hold the authority of the Great Dao and are blessed with endless Great Dao luck can step into the supreme realm."

"Your opportunity is, after all, a bit lacking."

"One day in the future, you will inevitably be trampled under my feet."

The World-Ending Demon God snorted coldly, his tone arrogant. ===== CHAPTER 1276 =====

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