"Everyone, I am here at the scene. His power of luck has indeed improved to a very low level..." "How is this possible? Have you seen it wrong?
How can he, a mere quasi-sage, comprehend the power of destiny to this extent?"
"It's impossible to misunderstand. I am a great sage. Even with the power of the level, I can misunderstand. Then my practice all these years has been in vain."
"But... he has not condensed the luck turbine, has never been connected to the destiny of his family, and cannot use it to understand the power of luck. How can he reach the subtle level... All the great saints and saints should know this.
How difficult is it?
Relying solely on one's own strength, even if it takes tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years to understand, it is extremely difficult to get acquainted with it for the first time, let alone get into the subtleties..." "Seventh Princess..." Nanny Xu's face was solemn, and she looked towards the Seventh Princess's biography.
Yin said: "His power of luck has reached a subtle level..." There was a trace of shock and confusion in her eyes.
"It's okay..." The seventh princess was silent for a few breaths and then said through a message: "Even the power of luck at a subtle level cannot hurt the thirteenth brother."
"Having said that, this boy is only a quasi-sage. He can understand the power of destiny to such an extent. He must die..." Nanny Xu said in a voice message, her tone full of deep fear.
"As long as he loses today, the only thing waiting for him is death."
The seventh princess looked at Su Han silently.
In the palace, Emperor Xuanding subconsciously sat upright. The others, who were already standing straight, tensed up a little and stood even straighter.
"At the subtle level..." King Zhou Tian looked solemnly: "I only know that there is a quasi-sage at the True Dragon Academy, and he has indeed understood the authority of the saint to the level of first acquaintance, but at the subtle level... this is almost impossible to happen.
In the Quasi-Sage, there has never been such an example for tens of thousands of years..." "Everything has exceptions, and the path of martial arts is getting more and more prosperous.
Maybe in tens of thousands of years, after our generation is completely annihilated in history, the quasi-sages will understand the subtleties, and it may become commonplace, and everything will have its first example."
Emperor Xuanding spoke slowly.
"Over there with the Thirteenth Prince..." There was a trace of worry on someone's face.
"Don't be afraid, just being subtle is not enough."
Emperor Xuanding smiled and shook his head.
..."The power of luck at a subtle level..." The Thirteenth Prince stared at Su Han.
The people around him are either Holy Lords or Great Sages, and are very familiar with this power.
If there was still a hint of unwillingness in his heart before, thinking that he was not necessarily weaker than Su Han, but that the other party had some special opportunities, at this stage, he was no match for Su Han. When he became a saint, he would be able to see his true story.
But now, his mind has completely changed.
With the quasi-sage's cultivation, the other party has understood the authority of the saint to such an extent that it can no longer be explained by special opportunities... The Thirteenth Prince had to admit that he was indeed not as good as the quasi-sage of the human race in front of him, but...
…"Just being humble is not enough. You still can't beat me today."
The Thirteenth Prince said coldly.
Su Han did not respond.
Both eyes are still closed.
Fifty million of the 100 million Emperor Qi have been used up. When he was in the Holy Land, he had strengthened the authority of the God of Death.
In order to save Jing Yuehan's life.
Even the rest of the power of luck was scattered a lot and integrated into the authority of the God of Death. Although in the end, it was still relying on the Fangcun Ghost Kingdom that Long Bat found to barely keep Jing Yuehan in the world.
But from that time on, he knew that the power of luck could be strengthened through the sealing of imperial energy.
But at the beginning, he only used 200,000 imperial energy.
Nowadays, his Imperial Qi units are counted in the tens of millions! "Imperial seal - strengthen!"
Su Han once again strengthened the authority of the God of Death! This time, all the remaining 50 million Emperor Qi were completely deducted, and the authority of the God of Death once again underwent a qualitative change! The authority of the God of Death went from first acquaintance to subtlety, and finally to
Entering the last form of the saint's authority.
——Transcendence! This form is an obvious dividing line between the Holy Lord, the Great Sage, and the Saint. After the power of luck is promoted to this level, the miraculousness and power it can possess are unimaginable to ordinary people! Su Han is surrounded by
In the void, a little bit of white frost seemed to begin to condense.
This phenomenon has nothing to do with temperature.
Instead, time is constantly condensing and freezing.
The influence and effect of the God of Death's authority on time has become so strong that it can be observed with the naked eye.
Su Han's appearance was also getting younger or older. When he got older, Master Shengyue in the audience immediately said to He Ling: "That's him. He looked seven or eight times different from what he looked like now.
Very similar!"
He Ling nodded slightly. In fact, they didn't need this confirmation. They were already sure that the Wu Xin in front of them was the Wu Xin who was in Brahma Trading City.
It is impossible for there to be two beings in the world who have a thorough understanding of Taoism, do not belong to the Tao clan, and have the same Taoist name.
"Detachment..." Di Gongfeng's voice was a little hoarse, but everyone present could hear it clearly.
"Detachment?"
Master Shengyue, He Ling, Aunt Xu, and other great sages present were all shocked.
They could feel that Su Han's power had changed again.
But they are not the Holy Master after all.
Their grasp of the power of destiny that transcended levels was not very accurate and could not be determined. Only after Di Gongfeng spoke did they suddenly realize it in shock.
"Impossible! This is an illusion!"
"Quasi Saint, how can you master the transcendent destiny that only the Holy Lord can master!"
"This is as ridiculous as ants carrying a mountain!"
"Maybe it's other means, similar aura!"
No one believed it.
Even the Seventh Princess and the Thirteenth Prince themselves did not believe that Su Han could master the transcendent level of destiny power.
However, the Holy Lords present, including those in the palace, immediately came to the same conclusion as Di Chongfeng! "Not good!"
King Zhou Tian suddenly disappeared from the spot and turned into a stream of light, heading towards the martial arts arena.
At that time.
Su Han opened his eyes. The power that could imprison time now had two more powers.
One is to pull, to bring the time closer.
One is to push, to push time further away.
Any kind of power that acts on the golden bell's shadow can easily destroy it! With just a thought.
The golden bell shadow on the Thirteenth Prince turned into a mass of ownerless gas at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then dissipated into the air.
This is the function of the authority of the God of Death. It turns the phantom of the Golden Bell into the state it was before the Golden Bell was formed, which means it pulls time back to the beginning.
The thirteenth prince, who was exposed to the air, had a look of astonishment on his face. He didn't even have time to react before he saw a fist full of thunder falling on his face.
"Show mercy!"
There was a loud shout.
Unfortunately it's too late.
Accompanied by a loud noise.
The body of the Thirteenth Prince was completely broken up, leaving no trace in the world!