Tian Yuan

Chapter 2165 1 Finger Killing

Somewhere in the starry sky, the short old man released the pressure of the eighth step of the Divine Bridge, like a giant mountain floating in the starry sky. Once it falls from the sky, it will surely erupt with supreme power that can destroy the world.

Chen Qingyuan stared at the short old man coldly without responding.

"Don't you even know the most basic manners? Do you really intend to make me your enemy?"

The short old man tightened the cane in his hand, his face clearly displeased.

Under normal circumstances, this place has gone through tens of millions of years of development, and its resources have been developed to the extreme. It is difficult to cultivate top-level spiritual treasures, and great opportunities are pitifully rare.

However, since the advent of the golden age, even in this small world deep in the sea, many rare treasures have appeared. Therefore, many powerful people have seized the opportunity to further enhance their strength.

The ancestor of the Rat Clan originally had only a few decades to live, but he was lucky enough to gain a great opportunity and stepped into the eighth step of the Divine Bridge, thus extending his lifespan.

This level of pressure was like a breeze to Chen Qingyuan. There was no sense of urgency at all, and it was not even a massage.

Chen Qingyuan stood motionless with his hands behind his back, his tone as cold as a sharp blade: "You are overestimating your own abilities."

Because the resentment of tens of billions of humans was seen in the body of the ancestor of the rat clan. He must have used humans as blood food for cultivation, so the resentment of the dead people has been lingering on his body and is difficult to dissipate.

"Your Excellency, are you unwilling to give in and want to challenge me?"

Hearing Chen Qingyuan's words, the short old man's face darkened. He hadn't been looked down upon like this by others in many years, and it was witnessed by countless people, which was a huge loss of face.

In the old man's opinion, this world hadn't produced a Quasi-Emperor who reached the ninth step of the Divine Bridge for hundreds of thousands of years. Therefore, he subconsciously assumed that Chen Qingyuan was at the same level as himself, both at the eighth step.

Therefore, the short old man did not carefully observe the restraining rules that were wrapped around the creatures of various races. He just wanted to force Chen Qingyuan to retreat and let him voluntarily withdraw his magical powers. In this way, he could save some energy and preserve his life.

In fact, as long as

If the short old man looked at the confinement rules for a few more seconds, he would understand how terrifying the unknown existence in front of him was. He would definitely run away in shame without saying a word.

"Let's compete?" Chen Qingyuan was amused: "Are you worthy enough?"

"So arrogant!"

The short old man had always been in a high position and could not stand such humiliation. He was furious and shouted loudly.

Chen Qingyuan didn't waste any more words with this stinky rat. He slowly raised his left hand, extended his index finger, and pressed lightly towards the short old man through the air.

Above the starry sky, a huge index finger shadow suddenly appeared, and every line on the fingertip was clearly visible, in line with the great way, even transcendent.

With the appearance of this giant finger, the entire small world began to tremble slightly.

The void collapsed, and countless cracks appeared, covering this place and spreading towards the depths of the universe.

The power of the finger was overwhelming, like a huge wave that tore through the sky and came in a mighty manner.

Oops!

The short old man did not expect Chen Qingyuan to attack suddenly, and he could not have guessed that the other party would burst out with such terrifying pressure.

The mysterious finger descends and locks onto the target.

The short old man wanted to fight back, but he couldn't do anything.

His body suddenly sank, as if he was suddenly pressed down by a huge mountain interwoven with supreme Dao patterns. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break free from this huge force, and he could not even make a struggle.

The bones all over his body creaked under the heavy burden, and the crutch in his hand began to vibrate and hum, as if it was bearing a pressure it had never experienced before.

boom--

After a moment, the crutch reached its limit and broke into more than a dozen pieces, and its spiritual energy dissipated.

Next, it was the short old man's turn.

Without the support of the crutch, the short old man lost his balance in an instant, leaned forward, and swayed. He tried his best to keep his body steady and not fall down.

However, he could not change his final outcome.

Chen Qingyuan pointed in the air casually.

But for the short old man, it was a dimensionality reduction attack and he was powerless to resist.

At that moment, the short old man realized the terrifying power this unknown being possessed. Comparing himself to this being was like comparing fluorescent light to the bright moon, a giant peak to gravel. There was a chasm between them, and they were not even in the same dimension.

If he had known this, the short old man would not have dared to show his face. He would have definitely hid in some dark corner, trembling in fear.

"Why did such a terrifying existence appear?"

"Such strength is definitely that of a Quasi-Emperor at the ninth step of the Divine Bridge, and he is not just entering the Quasi-Emperor realm."

"No wonder I couldn't see through his cultivation level. It's not because of some secret treasure that conceals his aura, but because the gap in strength is too huge and I don't have the ability to do it myself."

"He is definitely not a local creature. He must have come from the legendary universe, passing through the forbidden area and descending into this world."

At this moment, countless questions popped up in the short old man's mind.

His face was filled with fear and his heart was broken.

He was unwilling to stand there and wait for death, so he began to burn the little remaining blood and essence of his life, and sacrificed many trump cards in an instant, just to regain some strength.

Pay a huge price just to open your mouth and speak a word.

As for resisting the force of this finger, it was completely impossible. He knew very well that even ten of his own could not do it.

Therefore, speaking was the only thing he could do.

"Senior...Senior, please spare my life!"

The short old man tried his best to break free from a small part of the oppressive restraint, shouting at the top of his lungs, begging for mercy in a trembling voice, abandoning his so-called dignity and only thinking about surviving.

The giant finger shadow descended without slowing down.

Boom!

The next moment, the giant finger pressed down, and the void where the short old man was collapsed directly, forming a huge deep space pit.

The star field shook, and all things trembled.

The short old man who was at the eighth step of the Divine Bridge was crushed to death like an ant on the roadside.

Be it the body or the soul, everything turned into nothing under the pressure of this finger.

At this point, the Rat Clan's ancestor became a thing of the past, shattered by the rolling waves of history and reduced to an insignificant speck of dust.

The powerful men from all races were all shocked when they witnessed this scene.

In their minds, the short old man was the most powerful being in the world, and it was hard to find a rival in this small world. It was precisely because of this that the Rat Clan had been ranked first among the Seven Clans in recent years.

The moment the short old man showed up, everyone felt safe. Even if they couldn't deal with the person behind the scenes, at least they could control the situation and it wouldn't be too bad.

However, no one could have predicted this outcome.

In their eyes, the short old man was like a mountain with no summit in sight, a well-deserved pillar of strength, but he was wiped out by Chen Qingyuan with just one finger.