The mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, as if ten atomic bombs exploded at the same time on the top of the Holy Mountain of Olympus. The terrifying shock wave swept across thousands of miles, and the storm was turbulent.
It took a full quarter of an hour before the energy there calmed down.
When the satellite footage fell, everyone couldn't help but gasp.
The peaks that usually towered into the clouds were gone. All the fifty-two main peaks of the Olympus Mountains were missing their upper half, leaving only half of their height.
The disappearing upper half did not disappear out of thin air, but was completely flattened, crushed and pressed together with the lower half.
The dozens of peaks now are more appropriately described as plains than mountains, with their tops as flat as if they had been run over by a steamroller.
There will no longer be Mount Olympus on earth!
The whole world was silent, the mortals were frightened, the monks were horrified, and the Lord of Heaven took action, shocking the world!
When everyone in the heaven came to their senses, they found that Feng Jinghong had sat back on the imperial chair.
"The Emperor is mighty!"
I don't know who shouted, and the others quickly followed suit, and for a while they were all singing praises.
Whether it was the Kunlun Great Demon who had joined the Heavenly Court or other members of the orthodox orthodoxy, they all shouted sincerely, without any trace of falsehood.
That slap was so harsh that those who looked at it felt as if their calves were weakening.
Seeing the trembling looks of a group of people, Feng Jinghong nodded with satisfaction, her efforts were not in vain.
With his current strength, he would definitely not be able to level the mountains in his palm.
This is the effect he achieved with the help of the quasi-emperor's magic circle inside the Tiangong, supplemented by the composition secret, and secretly mobilizing the emperor's soldiers.
Now it seems that the effect is excellent!
"Heaven wants to rule the world, do you have any opinions?" Feng Jinghong's indifferent voice sounded.
Here it comes! Everyone’s heart sank, the person coming from heaven is indeed evil.
No one wants the orthodoxy passed down from their ancestors to be subordinated to others, but who can resist?
After a period of silence, some small sects that were almost extinct spoke first:
"The Huangshan people are willing to return to heaven!"
"The Nanhai lineage wishes to return to heaven!"
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Seeing that some people were still silent, Feng Jinghong snorted dissatisfied.
It seems that the peaceful environment on earth has made them forget the cruelty of the monk world.
Waving his sleeves, he threw out a stone tablet and stood it in the center of the hall. Feng Jinghong said coldly:
"Those who are willing to submit to heaven will leave their mark!"
Unwilling, his attitude has shown everything!
The monks were not stupid, and they all understood this. When they looked up, they saw the word "Feng Shen" written on the top of the crystal stone tablet.
The bottom is engraved with numerous names, and the marks are like gods and demons, exuding a tyrannical aura.
"Are these all members of the Heavenly Court?" asked the Dacheng King of Penglai Immortal Island.
"Of course!" Hua Yunfei answered him:
"The territory under the rule of Heavenly Court already has two major star regions, namely the Ziwei Star Region and the Beidou Star Region. Naturally, there are countless powerful people!"
Everyone was shocked again.
"Then why don't we see these strong men?" the king of Penglai asked again.
At this time, Feng Jinghong, the leader, spoke up: "The earth is in the end of the Dharma era, and no strong person is willing to come and guard it. Moreover, I have other important things to do here. As for unifying this place, it is just a matter of course."
Everyone was speechless, a little unhappy at being despised but unable to refute.
In the end, everyone chose to surrender and left their real name imprints on the monument to the gods.
"May I ask the Emperor, how to deal with these two people?"
The old demon Honghu pointed at the angel king and the blond king who were shivering on the ground.
The two of them also saw Feng Jinghong's attack just now, and their hearts were filled with regret at this moment.
I was really out of my mind to come here to provoke this person. It was so terrifying. Even the "God" who had subdued them thousands of years ago was not so terrifying.
"Emperor, spare your life, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender!" The two of them cried and shouted, showing no dignity of a strong man.
"Now I know it's too late to be afraid!" Ryoma said coldly.
Feng Jinghong didn't leave their thoughts behind, so he planned to turn the two of them into ashes with a wave of his hand.
The five-color divine light lit up again, this time without the strong pressure as before, but because they were so close, everyone felt more and more clearly a sense of oppression coming from the blood.
At this moment, the King of Angels seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly shouted: "Son of God, Son of the Most High God, please forgive me. I didn't recognize your identity before, so I offended you. Please forgive me, Son of God!"
Hearing the familiar title, Feng Jinghong couldn't help but be startled:
"Do you know who I am?"
The Angel King kowtowed repeatedly: "Of course, the Supreme Emperor is immortal forever, and no race will dare to forget his mark and aura. My family has worshiped the Emperor for generations, and I ask the Son of God to show mercy!"
After hearing his words, the three-eyed blond king also reacted and shouted together:
"Our clan is the same. Even though we have left Beidou for tens of thousands of years, we never dare to forget the kindness of the Emperor. Son of God, please spare my life!"
Feng Jinghong frowned. For the first time, he felt that it was not a good thing for his father to be too famous. After fighting for a long time, he got two prisoners. He was about to kill him, but he suddenly begged for mercy and said that he was your disciple. What should he do?
After thinking for a while, Feng Jinghong said: "I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself and perform meritorious service. If you go back and capture the Holy See, I will spare your life!"
"Yes, yes, thank you Son of God!" The two kowtowed repeatedly.
The heavenly event ended, and related news spread throughout the world.
Countless people were shocked to learn that it was the Lord of Heaven who leveled Mount Olympus with one palm.
In the following days, the heavenly army bulldozed the Western Holy See and swept away several other desperate forces.
At this point, the name of Heaven is resounding all over the world.
It is worth mentioning that during this period, when Feng Jinghong went online for a long time, she discovered that someone in a certain island country actually accused the Lord of Heaven of stealing their god’s name. Only the Lord of their country is qualified to be called the Emperor!
Feng Jinghong was so angry that she gave Tokyo a light of punishment, and the imperial palace of this island nation completely disappeared from the world.
The next day, this country held a press conference to announce to the world that the country's "emperor" system was abolished...
After hearing the news, the Dacheng King of Penglai Immortal Island immediately changed his title and asked his disciples to call him "Master".
Before that, in order to gather his faith, he gave himself the title of Tianzun.
On this day, Feng Jinghong woke up from sitting down again, still not thinking about how to kill Tao, so he decided to go out for a walk.
Under the guidance of Komatsu's little stone Buddha, he came to the legendary secret realm of Lingshan.
After passing the photo of Sakyamuni, Feng Jinghong was blocked by a cliff. The spiritual scene in front gradually disappeared, but Sakyamuni's words behind him were still echoing:
"The sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will find shore again..."
Feeling the rejection of this small world, Feng Jinghong sneered and took out the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar...
After a while, Feng Jinghong left on a dragon horse. Xiaosong held a pine tree-shaped elixir and smiled happily...
Another day, Feng Jinghong came to Penglai, and the Dacheng King Lu Tianyang came to greet him personally.
"I heard that there is a demon imprisoned in Penglai, so I came here to have a look!" Feng Jinghong said with a smile.
Lu Tianyang respectfully led the way, but he was thinking about other things:
"It's strange, how is his cultivation..."
This was the first time Lu Tianyang came into contact with Feng Jinghong outside the heaven, and it was also the first time he saw Feng Jinghong's cultivation.
"Unexpectedly, he hasn't killed it yet. Then the previous attack... Could it be that he only used the heavenly palace to unleash such a terrifying attack, and he was actually not strong on his own?"
The more Lu Tianyang thought about it, the more likely it became that Feng Jinghong's vigorous vitality could not be faked, he was definitely just a young man, and Xian Er's cultivation level was normal.
In this case, as long as he is kept in the magic circle that seals the saint...