The Glorious Summoner

This… This was…Was the Ming King’s Seamless Divine Body and the true terror of the Divine Prison Tower?

At this moment, Xia Pingan felt as if time had stopped. The specks of dust that the clone of the God of Black Feathers had turned into were still floating in front of his eyes. Xia Pingan was shocked. Everything before him felt like a dream to him. It felt unreal and illusory.

The one that he had smashed into pieces with a single punch was not an ordinary cultivator, but a Level Nine Supreme God Realm clone of a god! Even if the clone wasn’t a top-tier Supreme God or didn’t have a Life Source Divine Weapon, it was still a Supreme God. The clone’s combat strength should be at least average among Supreme Gods of the same level. It was a dream that many people couldn’t reach and a peak existence that many experts looked up to.

However, at this moment, this dream, this peak that everyone looked up to, this clone that was wearing the cloak of a god, was actually shattered by his fist. He couldn’t even withstand one punch.

At this moment, countless images flashed through Xia Ping ‘an’s mind. It was his first time fusing with the Foundation Building Realm Pearl…It was the first time he had killed someone on a mission…Those difficult moments in the Realm Pearl…The first time he bathed in the divine spring…Being chased by the Demon God…

Fusing with the body of a god…Advancing to become a demigod…The battles in the War God Arena…Ambushed by a Supreme God…Wait, wait, wait…

Those familiar faces also appeared in front of his eyes.

Wait until all these images, thoughts, the end of Xia Ping ‘an’s consciousness, completely present, still, reconciliation, acceptance, and then a shocking thunderbolt in his sea of consciousness, completely shattered, dissipated, and then, a kind of indescribable brand new feeling, a kind of self-confidence, a kind of detached control, and a feeling of ruling over everything, appeared in the deepest part of Xia Ping’ an’s consciousness and faith.

Invincible!

Was this the feeling of invincibility? Xia Ping ‘an looked at his own fist, his entire body as if he was meditating.

At this moment, he had already entered the invincible realm! This thought, this belief, was so firm in Xia Ping ‘an’s heart that it was difficult to shake.

A caterpillar would break out of its cocoon and become a butterfly!

The Ming King Infinite Divine Body had allowed him to break out of the cocoon and open the final path to the realm of Gods. This was his final achievement. All his blood, sweat, sweat, effort, difficulties, and sacrifices had been rewarded at this moment. This secret technique combined his divine body with his natal divine weapon. Once he succeeded, he would break out of the cocoon and become a dragon. He would be invincible!

Even if it was only the power of the first level of the Ming King Infinite Divine Body, even if he could only use 10% of the power of the Divine Prison Tower, it was enough for him to completely suppress a Type 9 Hierarch. Now, he could already use the three powers of the Ming King’s Seamless Divine Body and the Divine Prison Giant Tower!

Xia Ping ‘an had no idea what the Divine Prison Tower was, but at this moment, he could clearly feel that the Divine Prison Tower was definitely a top-notch divine weapon of the Great Path because only such a top-notch divine weapon of the Great Path could have such unimaginable power. The Ming King’s Seamless Divine Body that matched the giant tower was definitely the top-notch secret technique in the universe and could forge the strongest divine body!

“Boom…” The loud noise that suddenly entered Xia Ping ‘an’s ears broke the wonderful artistic conception and experience that Xia Ping’ an was immersed in. Everything in front of him seemed to have returned to the normal flow of time. The clone of the God of Black Feathers, which had been reduced to ashes by the punch, did not even stay in the sky for a thousandth of a second. It was completely dissipated by the shock wave from the aftershock of the punch.

The loud boom came from the battle between Mi Luo and that level 8 wing demon with a pair of huge metal wings.

After Mi Luo who was listed on the Investiture of the Gods had advanced to level 8, she could already fight against level 9 Hierarch Gods. However, the level 8 Hierarch of the wing demon was not weaker than Mi Luo at the same level. Just now, when they used their natal divine weapons to attack each other, the tens of thousands of red lights shot out by the wing demon’s metal wings cut down from the sky and collided with the invisible space ripples sent out by Mi Luo’s zither strings, cutting into the mountain and the ground. In an instant, the mountain range on the ground that was hundreds of square kilometers was shattered. The underground was even overturned, and lava spewed out, completely changing the surface of the ground…

After this attack, Mi Luo and the Type 8 Hierarch paused in the air for a moment before flying away.

“Be careful…” Mi Luo reminded Xia Pingan anxiously.

“You want to use such a low level illusion to deceive me…” The level eight Hierarch turned around and looked at Xia Pingan. He roared and sneered.

As a Godly Venerable Rank master at this level, even when they were fighting with their opponents, their divine thoughts and senses were spread all over the void. They were able to see and hear everything in all directions. The scene of Xia Ping ‘an destroying the Level 9 Godly Venerable Rank avatar of the God of Black Feathers with a single punch was naturally seen by the two of them.

Mi Luo’s first reaction was that it was some kind of secret technique used by the God of Black Feathers to confuse others. It was impossible for Xia Pingan to kill the God of Black Feathers ‘clone with a single punch. Perhaps, the clone would jump out from somewhere and deal a fatal blow to Xia Pingan. Hence, Mi Luo quickly warned Xia Pingan.

The level eight Supreme God of the Winged Demon saw this scene and felt that this was some kind of illusion or illusion cast by Xia Pingan to shake his will to fight, so he couldn’t help but shout.

Further away, Xi Qing and the other level 8 Venerable God of the wing demon also saw this scene. They were also fighting, turning the ground into a sea of boiling lava. They were thinking the same thing as Mi Luo and the other level 8 Venerable God of the wing demon. No one thought that the God of Black Feathers ‘Type 9 Supreme God Realm clone would be killed so easily. There would definitely be more variables. The two of them continued to fight, and the huge bronze skull had already slammed into the ground, trying to escape from Xi Qing’s encirclement…

Xia Ping ‘an didn’t say anything. A golden light flashed beneath his feet and a golden lotus bloomed. In the next second, he appeared in front of the Winged Demon God who was fighting with Mi Luo.

“Kill…” The Winged Devil Hierarch was experienced in the battlefield. He did not hesitate or show any courtesy when faced with an enemy who had suddenly cut into his battle circle. The pair of metal wings on his back shook, and a sinister smile flashed across his face. Thousands of red lights surrounded Xia Pingan and bombarded him from all directions. It was like thousands of sharp blades stabbing into the center of the space where Xia Pingan was.

Xia Pingan stretched out his hand and grabbed out. The countless red lights that were rushing towards him stopped three feet away from him. Xia Pingan’s hand grabbed onto a few red lights. At this moment, those red lights had completely revealed their true forms on Xia Pingan’s hand and around him. They were metal feathers, sharp and sharp, with a strong divine weapon aura. Those metal feathers were struggling violently on Xia Pingan’s palm like serpents, trembling, causing the entire space to tremble. A loud rumbling sound was heard. The other metal feathers wanted to break through and slash at Xia Pingan, but they were blocked by an invisible barrier around Xia Pingan. “Is this a natal divine weapon made from the blood god bone, the abyss demon gold and the juice of the space vine? Not bad, but the refining method is a little rough. This natal divine weapon has not been completed yet. However, this thing can obtain the greatest speed enhancement for you wing demons. It also has the spatial attribute. The idea is not bad…” Xia Pingan looked at the struggling feathers in his hand calmly and said softly. Then, he exerted some force in his hand, and the few metal feathers that he was holding were crushed in an instant. They turned into fine black sand and fell from the cracks in his hand.” I’m sorry, 1 crushed your natal divine weapon…”

Xia Pingan smiled at the level eight Hierarch.

“Impossible, your divine body can’t be so strong…” The LV 8 wing demon knight’s eyes almost popped out as he couldn’t believe what he had just seen. A human Hierarch at the same level could receive the attack of his life-bound godly weapon and even crush it. Even though his life-bound godly weapon hadn’t reached the complete realm, it couldn’t be easily destroyed by others. Such a scene almost made his brain crash.

Mi, who was about to rush over, was also stunned by this scene. She had just fought with this level eight Venerable God of the wing demon. She knew how powerful this person’s Life Source God Tool was. She didn’t expect Xia Pingan to be able to block the attack of that person’s Life Source God Tool with his bare hands and even damaged part of it.

“There’s nothing impossible. It’s your turn to block this punch…” As Xia Pingan spoke, he took a step forward and threw another punch.

At this moment, the level 8 Hierarch sensed a great danger. He wanted to take the attack head-on, but he gave up the thought. He assumed a defensive posture. The metal wings on his back suddenly curled up and turned into a thick shield, which looked like a ball or two arms that completely surrounded the level 8 Hierarch.

“Boom…” Xia Ping ‘an’s fist landed on the shield formed by the pair of metal wings. In front of everyone’s eyes, the pair of metal wings and the Type 8 Winged Demon God that was protected under them were blasted apart in the air. The shattered Life Source God Artifact let out a clear cry, like a bird’s cry, turning into a blood-red pillar of light that soared into the sky. Blood-red feathers of light fell from the sky, leaving their final traces in this world. As for the Type 8 Winged Demon God, he only had time to let out a miserable cry. The dust instantly dissipated under the shockwave that spread from the fist. In the end, not even a speck was left behind….