Chapter 226: The Supreme Is Not Bestowed

"Kill well! Hahaha, kill well! I've long hated this woman! Kill well!"

"This woman deserved to die—kill well! If I were here, I'd turn the world upside down! What clan elders? What family? I'd overthrow them all! Those who stand in my way—die!"

"If seeking justice for one's own son is to fall into darkness, then so be it! Such clan traitors deserve to die!"

"Good! Shi Shi Ziling's aura is already on par with the Nascent Soul Realm!"

"This combat power is terrifying! Shi Shi Ziling's annihilations, the Elders' annihilations—I'm dazzled, barely able to see! What a combat art! Absolutely horrifying!"

"This speed, this combat power—it's even stronger and more terrifying than a Nascent Soul Stage master skilled in killing arts!"

"Is this the combat power of a Perfect World? Terrifying!"

"Not only do they have countless body types, but also the Rebirth Eyes, and such treasure-art combat power—this Perfect World is truly formidable!"

"Excellent! In Our World, if even one person possessed Shi Shi Ziling's combat power, they'd already be called a Heavenly Prodigy!"

"Shi Shi Ziling is still in the Rune Carving Realm, isn't he? The Rune Carving Realm is only the fourth realm in this world…tsk tsk, even the fourth realm is this monstrous—how strong could the higher realms possibly be? I can't imagine!"

"Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Jin Dan, Nascent Soul… Compared to this, the Various Realms of the Perfect World are vastly superior in combat power!"

"Like a martial cultivator who shattered the heavens—terrifying!"

At this moment, countless people watching the Grand Dao Golden List watched everything unfold, all filled with awe!

While cheering, they were also stunned by the combat arts of the Perfect World…

The combat arts of this Perfect World are indeed terrifying.

Countless others silently compared their own world's combat power…

Divine Abilities? Art Techniques? Evasion Arts? Sword Dao?

Countless people were dazed.

They had thought their own combat arts were strong enough—but now, watching Shi Shi Ziling, they realized the gap was not slight at all…

Shi Shi Ziling is indeed powerful.

The combat arts of this Perfect World are indeed formidable.

At this moment, the crowd turned again to the Grand Dao Golden List, to the scene within…

They were curious: now that Shi Hao had been brought to this state, how did he ever come back to life?

And how would this grudge be resolved?

Clearly, Shi Shi Ziling would never let it go.

We'll see what Shi Shi Ziling does next!

And now, within the scene…

"Boom—!"

As the golden divine spear pierced through the woman's body!

Shi Shi Ziling then smashed Shi Yi flying, shattering over a hundred of his bones!

"Cough—kph!" Shi Yi spat out a mouthful of blood.

But he ignored his own injuries, staring at the woman pinned to the ground by the golden war spear, crying out…

"Mother!"

He gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with light, ready to mend his mother's body!

Yet…

"Boom!"

Before Shi Yi could draw near, Shi Shi Ziling's gaze turned icy—he seized the spear and twisted it. Blood exploded outward, and half the woman's body shattered!

Repair?

Impossible!

"Mother!"

Shi Yi instinctively clenched his fists, his eyes filled with grief and anguish!

"Shi Shi Ziling, cease now! Otherwise, today we have no choice but to subdue you!" At this moment, an Elder favoring Shi Yi's branch spoke up.

Today, Shi Shi Ziling has already killed the woman and shattered a hundred of Shi Yi's bones—that's enough…

At least, in their eyes, it's enough!

The hundred broken bones Shi Yi suffered meant nothing—he blinked, and his eyes glowed brightly as they instantly healed.

But the woman? She was dead beyond revival.

Yet for this outcome…

How could Shi Shi Ziling possibly be satisfied?

"Not enough!"

Shi Shi Ziling snorted coldly, the divine spear in his hand radiating brilliant divine light.

Now, he was a demon king—killing gods who stood in his way, slaying buddhas who blocked him.

If he couldn't even protect his own son, what kind of father was he?