assistirfilmes Chapter 22 - Donghuang Taiyi Falls!
Chapter 22 - Donghuang Taiyi Falls!
Chapter 22: Donghuang Taiyi Falls!
Xianyang City.
“Donghuang Taiyi!”
“This king asks you—do you recognise your crimes?”
Hovering mid-air, Ying Zheng’s gaze locked unflinchingly onto Donghuang Taiyi below. At that moment, his heart swelled with unshakable determination. In the city of Xianyang, before the eyes of his people, he resolved Donghuang Taiyi. He intended to use this famed Grandmaster of the Way of Yin-Yang to cement his own supreme authority.
“What?”
“Donghuang Taiyi?”
“Isn’t he the head of the Yin-Yang Clan, a Grandmaster of the Land Immortal realm?”
“Is His Majesty... really planning to challenge a Land Immortal?”
“...”
As Ying Zheng’s voice echoed, every citizen in Xianyang City froze. Initially, few paid close attention to his earlier words, stunned simply by his sudden, airborne appearance. But now, upon hearing him name Donghuang Taiyi, shock rippled through the crowd.
The emperor’s words, cutting and domineering, revealed no attempt to conceal his newfound power. For Ying Zheng, the truth of his transformation—carefully seeded through Zhao Gao’s leaks to the Moon Goddess—was already in motion. He had awaited this moment, prepared the traps and lures necessary to draw Donghuang Taiyi into his grasp.
A deep hum reverberated across the city as Ying Zheng raised his hand.
“Taiyi,” he declared, “Today, you will learn what separates mortals from immortals.”
“Activate the Heavenly Thunder Formation!”
At his command, 108 banners erupted skyward from Xianyang’s depths, shimmering with arcs of lightning that wove into a massive, radiant web over the city.
Donghuang Taiyi faltered for the first time. As arcs of heavenly thunder converged, he hastily summoned his own grand qi to shield himself. A protective barrier formed, his robes rippling in the tempest.
“Impressive!” Ying Zheng’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction. “To think you could withstand the first strike of my Heavenly Thunder. But tell me this, Taiyi—how many more bolts can you endure?”
The storm raged, with crackling tendrils raining down upon Taiyi relentlessly. Even as a Land Immortal, he was forced into a defensive position, each bolt sapping strength from his protective aura. Taiyi gritted his teeth, his expression shifting from confidence to grim determination.
“Damned mortal! How dare you!” he roared, but his voice quavered with despair.
One bolt... Two... A dozen more descended in unison, drowning Taiyi in an explosion of divine power.
When the storm settled, nothing remained but scorched air. Donghuang Taiyi had been utterly annihilated.