It seemed... even more powerful than the aura he had unleashed.
From this, Ao Yuan deeply realized the feeling this aura brought him.
It was the same aura the seven divine beings had finally released.
"Is this your trump card?" Ao Yuan muttered to himself.
"Dragon God, be careful!"
Suddenly, it seemed as if someone noticed something, their pupils contracting as they shouted in a desperate warning.
Ao Yuan heard the voice and instinctively turned his head to look behind him.
In his vision, a colossal python, entirely verdant green, was lunging to tear him apart.
Accompanying it was a thunderous roar: "Attack! Let's kill him together!"
The moment the words sounded.
The figures who had been lying on the ground in agony all stood up, enduring the pain, and simultaneously attacked Ao Yuan.
At this moment!
Dazzling multicolored light filled everyone's eyes.
Simultaneously, extremely powerful and heart-stopping auras emanated.
Their coordinated assault was undeniably immense.
The void trembled, as if on the verge of collapse.
The leaders and warriors of various nations, witnessing this strike, all changed their expressions and their bodies involuntarily shuddered.
The spiritual energy within them erupted unconsciously.
Yet, under this terrifying, overwhelming might, they could not help but retreat.
Indeed, many warriors' faces turned pale, their throats bobbed, and trickles of blood leaked from their lips.
Strong.
Ridiculously strong.
To them, this single strike was truly insurmountable.
However.
Facing this terrifyingly powerful attack, Ao Yuan's eyes narrowed, appearing incredibly calm, even with a hint of disdain curving his lips.
This strike might have been terrifying to others.
To Ao Yuan, it was not enough.
Far from enough.
This attack was far weaker than the offensive launched by the seven divine beings previously.
Hum!
Ao Yuan did not move, only the spiritual energy within him surged.
Water began to emerge from beneath his feet.
The ripples of water spread and rose, quickly engulfing Ao Yuan entirely.
The next instant!
A dazzling, multicolored beam of light suddenly struck down.
However.
At this moment, the expressions of these people abruptly changed.
Because.
Their offensive suddenly stopped.
It merely created ripples on the water that enveloped Ao Yuan.
It seemed as if they were only a step away from striking Ao Yuan,
but this small distance felt like an immeasurable gulf.
"What is this thing!"
"How can it be so terrifying?"
"All our attacks are comparable to a divine strike!"
"How is it possible that not even its defense can be broken!"
Each figure was deeply shaken.
"Have you had enough?"
Just then, a voice filled with utter contempt suddenly resounded.
As it did, the mist scattered violently.
Ao Yuan's figure flickered within.
The crowd had no time to react, only feeling as if they had suffered an inexplicable blow.
Their chests caved in, and they all spat blood.
Following this.
The sounds of agony continuously echoed throughout the arena.
Blood splattered like a fine, misty rain.
The leaders and warriors of the various nations went from initial panic to genuine shock, and then to complete stupefaction.
To be honest, even now, they had not managed to track Ao Yuan's movements.
They could only watch as person after person was sent flying backward.
"Is this the strength of the Dragon God?"
"How is this possible!"
"Am I... am I hallucinating?"
"It turns out the Dragon God's strength not only surpasses that of our cultivators but is also significantly stronger than other powerful individuals who appeared from nowhere."
"It's truly... unbelievable."
When the scene finally calmed down.
The leaders and warriors of the various nations stared with eyes as wide as copper bells, their swallows audible one after another.
Now.
The figures that had filled them with dread had mostly become cold, emotionless corpses.
Only a small portion remained on the ground, howling in pain.
But...
their cries were almost negligible; if the area hadn't been so quiet,
these sounds would have been barely audible.
"You truly are determined not to give up until you reach the Yellow River."
At this moment.
Ao Yuan's figure suddenly appeared, his foot stepping on someone who still had a breath of life. His voice was exceptionally cold.
"Ao... Ao Yuan, how dare you lay hands on us."
"Our Divine Master... our Divine Master will surely not let you off."
"And you dare to obstruct us! When the Divine Master is enraged, millions will perish, and all of you will die!"
As these words were spoken, the crowd, a mixture of shock and anger, turned their gaze to Ao Yuan.
If there was anyone who could stop this so-called Divine Master at this moment, it would likely be Ao Yuan, the strongest on Blue Star.
They themselves could barely deal with the Divine Master's subordinates, let alone a greater boss?
"Divine Master?"
Ao Yuan repeated the word, a trace of extreme disdain flashing in his eyes. "Even if your Divine Master were here, I would still cut him down!"
"Tell me, why did you come here?" Ao Yuan suddenly shifted the topic after a moment's thought.
The figure beneath Ao Yuan's feet did not reply, only glaring at Ao Yuan with furious eyes.
Bang!
Ao Yuan's expression remained unchanged. He merely applied slight pressure with his foot.
With a "bang," the figure beneath his foot instantly turned into a mist of blood, disappearing from this world forever.
"Your turn."
The next second, Ao Yuan's figure flashed, and he was before another figure.
"Cough, cough..."
"I don't repeat myself."
"I... Ao Yuan... I'm telling you, you're dead, absolutely dead."
"When the Divine Master descends..."
Bang!
Another mist of blood appeared.
The next second, Ao Yuan was once again before another figure.
He said nothing, merely placing his foot on him.
After a few seconds of no reply, Ao Yuan gently pressed his foot down, then reappeared beside another person.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Seven or eight figures in succession remained silent. Ao Yuan hesitated not.
He rewarded each of them with a kick, sending them to depart this world forever.
Witnessing this scene, the surrounding national leaders and warriors held their breath, not uttering a sound.
Although they did not outwardly display much reaction to this scene, upon closer inspection,
it was evident their bodies were trembling slightly.
Ruthless.
Too ruthless.
This was the feeling Ao Yuan gave them now.
Even for them, who were seasoned veterans of countless battles, they could not achieve what Ao Yuan did – so casually disregarding a person's life.
Bang!
This time.
Ao Yuan stepped on another person.
"I... I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" This figure responded hurriedly after a dry cough.
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