At the beginning of the game, I can manifest fantasy objects

pedal!pedal!pedal

The twelve extremely powerful men were frightened by the invisible aura and shuddered. They all involuntarily retreated far away before stopping.

However, they are all extraordinary people. They can cultivate to this level in today's world and become a saint-level figure who dominates a party. None of them is easy to do, and they calm down in an instant.

No matter how famous the God King Jiang Taixu is, he has been trapped in the Purple Mountain for more than four thousand years. His flesh and blood have dried up, and his origin has dried up. It is already a miracle that he can wake up now. How much strength can he still retain if he is no longer in his prime?

Even if he could stand up from the Dragon Transformation Pond, could he still fail to win a battle with the twelve strongest men in the world?
  "Jiang Taixu, it is no longer four thousand years ago! It is no longer the era that belongs to you! So what if you are resurrected?!"

A low voice sounded faintly, and the tall figure shrouded in black mist stepped forward. The dark eyes behind the mist were like an abyss, staring indifferently at the old god king of the Jiang family with a shriveled body.

"That's right! What's scary about a man who is about to be buried! He is just bluffing. He still wants to show off his power after four thousand years, unless he is the reincarnation of the ancient emperor!"

"Jiang Taixu, it's enough for you to dominate an era, there's no need to force yourself into this world anymore!"

"Jiang Taixu, you were indeed gifted when you were young. We were not born in the same era as you, but we met in your twilight years. I don't know whose regret it is that so many of us can come to see you off together today. Just rest in peace!”

One by one, the Holy Lord-level figures spoke one after another, not believing that the old God-King of the Jiang family was still capable of fighting at this time.

Guarding in front of the Hualong Pond, many members of the Jiang family who did not know the inside story felt like cold water was pouring over them. After they were excited, they thought of all this, and their hearts were full of unwillingness. If they could go back in time four thousand years ago...

boom!
  Twelve extremely powerful men pressed forward together and took action at the same time. The ground shook violently and water splashed in the Dragon Transformation Pond. They planned to break through the remaining emperor formations and kill the old god-king of the Jiang family.

"Jiang Taixu, let me take the head from your neck!"

"Jiang Taixu, let me lend you my soul!"

"Sending a generation of God-King Tianzong on the road, being lucky enough to have my hands stained with divine blood today is truly a great joy in life!"

The words containing endless murderous intent spread throughout the holy city, like thunder and explosions constantly reverberating in the sky, making everyone in the city change their expressions and shake their minds. The killing of the old god-king of the Jiang family was really going to succeed!
  "Protect the God King Ancestor!"

Everyone in the Jiang family was shouting and using their weapons one after another, determined to fight to the death without retreating.

Chi!
  Suddenly, two rays of red clouds rushed out from the Dragon Transformation Pond, like the red gold of phoenix blood blooming with divine brilliance, like the furnace of the sun rushing out, piercing through all tangible things, brilliant and eternal, becoming the only color in the world.

puff!
  Blood splattered, and the saint-level figure who had half of his body shattered didn't even make a sound. His head exploded like a watermelon, blood foam flew everywhere, and he fell straight backwards.

At this level of cultivation, one can regenerate limbs and is difficult to kill. However, this person's soul has been severely damaged and has completely lost his fighting ability.

"what?!"

"How is it possible?! The god-king of the Jiang family in his twilight years still has such fighting power!"

The other eleven extremely powerful men were all shocked when they saw this. They looked at Hualong Pond in confusion, their eyes a little dull.

What did they see? Those two red glows were clearly sent by Jiang Taixu, they seemed to be just two glances!

Isn’t the old god king of the Jiang family exhausted and has little life left? How could he be so powerful right after he recovered? !
  clap la la...

The sound of water splashing sounded, and Jiang Taixu slowly walked out of the Hualong Pond and stepped forward step by step. His body was still shriveled, not much better than skin and bones. He looked extremely thin, but his movements were extremely firm and powerful.

He kept pushing towards the eleven figures shrouded in black mist in front of him. Their flesh and blood were withered, and their eye sockets were sunken, but the divine light in his eyes was becoming more and more brilliant, and could penetrate everything. “Ancestor!”

"Ancestor of the God King...you..."

The Jiang family members present were all surprised, excited, and shocked. They never expected that their ancestor would show such a strong fighting power as soon as he recovered.

From this, we can imagine how powerful the peerless God King would be if he were in his prime?
  Thinking about it, he must be heroic and majestic, with unparalleled grace, and no monk in the world can match his sharpness!

"I, Jiang Taixu, have lived my entire life, and even in my old age, no one can bully me."

Jiang Taixu finally spoke. His voice was not loud, but it spread throughout every corner of the Holy City, roaring like a divine bell, echoing continuously in the heaven and earth.

"Oh my god! This is the voice of the old god king of the Jiang family!"

"Did Jiang Taixu really come back to life and regain his fighting strength?"

"Isn't he already exhausted?! An old god-king from four thousand years ago is now nearly five thousand years old, right?"

"Is the Jiang family's God-King, who has been the most aggressive in the past five thousand years, really coming back to the world?"

"..."

Everyone in the Holy City was shocked, and many older monks were shocked in their hearts. They were all talking about it, almost unable to believe what they heard.

So many big figures at the Holy Lord level went together to attack the old God-King of the Jiang family, but in the end they still successfully resurrected him.

Boom!Boom!thump...

In front of the Hualong Pond, Jiang Taixu's footsteps were not very heavy, but very rhythmic. With every step he took, the whole world seemed to pulse with it, as if he was beating a divine drum. The hearts of everyone present followed this. The rhythm contracted.

This rhythm is extremely terrifying, just like the innate avenue echoing here. Everyone in the Jiang family made way for the old god king to walk through. This was completely involuntary and a subconscious behavior.

Boom!Boom!thump...

Jiang Taixu kept moving forward, and the sound of his footsteps beat in everyone's heart like a drum, containing an extremely terrifying rhythm that made people want to vomit blood.

"not good!"

The eleven Holy Lord-level dignitaries all screamed and immediately flew backwards, trying to escape from this place.

boom!
  Jiang Taixu came to the broken Emperor's formation and took the last step. The ground shook violently, as if the sky was about to fall.

"what……"

A tall figure shrouded in thick black mist screamed and exploded into pieces, with pieces of flesh and blood scattered all over the ground.

"How... is this possible?! Isn't he already exhausted?! How can he still be so powerful?!"

The remaining ten people suddenly lost their souls, and they were really frightened. Two saint-level figures, whose cultivation had reached the top of the world's monks, were both scornful heroes, but they were defeated so easily. (End of chapter)