Chapter 1129: Each Showcasing Their Abilities

When a seven-colored light appeared above Jimo and struck downwards, a massive, seemingly endless sword mark had already spread rapidly from beneath Jimo's feet. The sword mark resembled an abyss, its cut smooth as a mirror, effortlessly splitting all matter.

As the seven-colored light drew nearer, Jimo felt its immense power even more acutely. His expression immediately became unprecedentedly solemn, his body tensed, and the Genesis Qi within him surged without reservation.

*Whoosh!* Thousands of layers of Genesis Qi defenses enveloped him. But Jimo quickly realized they were utterly useless. As the seven-colored light descended, the Genesis Qi defenses vanished instantly, as if made of paper.

A look of horror flashed across Jimo's eyes. Immediately, he retreated like lightning, and at the same time, with a flick of his sleeve, numerous defensive Genesis treasures shot forth, forming new layers of defense.

But it was still to no avail.

*Boom, boom, boom!* Countless tense eyes watched the scene unfold. Jimo's figure continuously retreated, while the seven-colored light relentlessly pursued him from the front. Any defensive measure Jimo conjured was instantly shattered.

The destructive power sent shivers down countless spines.

In just a dozen seconds, all of Jimo's defenses were broken. His face gradually turned ashen, faintly tinged with shock and fear.

The power of Zhou Yuan's seven-colored light far exceeded his imagination.

This made him feel a pang of regret. If he had known this guy was so formidable, there would have been no need to start a conflict here.

However, with the conflict already underway, it was too late for regrets. Jimo was not one to be hesitant. His gaze shifted, then a resolute look flashed in his eyes. No matter the cost, he had to kill Zhou Yuan here today. Otherwise, if Zhou Yuan reached the late stage of the Heavenly Sun Realm, Jimo wasn't confident he could contend with him.

Therefore, Zhou Yuan *must* die today!

"My Oblivion Light will definitely erase him," Jimo thought. "But his seven-colored light also has the power to erase me. I must withstand this first!"

Jimo exhaled deeply, a cold, mocking glint appearing in his eyes.

"Zhou Yuan, oh Zhou Yuan," he muttered, "your talent is indeed extraordinary, a human genius. But unfortunately, you've underestimated the innate abilities of my Saint Race."

"Do you really think my Saint Race's ability to dominate all other races is a lie?!"

Jimo clasped his hands together abruptly, forming an ancient hand seal.

At the very moment the seven-colored light struck towards Jimo, the destructive Oblivion Light beam also hit Zhou Yuan.

The beam pierced through, obliterating everything in its path.

A deep, dark fissure, stretching for a thousand miles, cut through the great canyon.

Throughout the world, countless gazes were fixed with deep shock upon the two deep fissures that now appeared in the great canyon. The destructive power made even late-stage Heavenly Sun Realm experts tremble in their hearts. Though they were also in the Heavenly Sun Realm, the gap between them and these two individuals was simply inexpressible.

If either of these attacks had been directed at them, they would undoubtedly have paid an extremely heavy price.

The question now was: who among Zhou Yuan and Jimo could withstand the other's destructive attack?

They all understood that only the one who endured would be the final victor.

A profound silence fell over the world, all eyes fixed on the ends of the two abyss-like fissures.

Who, indeed, had endured?

In that silence, countless boulders suddenly exploded. Shocked gazes immediately converged, revealing a dark hole at the bottom of the deep sword mark. Then, a figure slowly emerged from it.

When that figure appeared in the sight of countless onlookers, the forces from Tianyuan Region and Cangxuan Heaven turned pale, while the Saint Race contingent erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

For the one who walked out was none other than Jimo!

However, Jimo looked quite disheveled. A deep sword mark appeared on his chest, almost splitting him open. But no matter how severe his injuries, Jimo had clearly withstood the terrifying seven-colored light.

Under countless shocked gazes, Jimo remained expressionless. He glanced down at his injuries, but his fists involuntarily clenched.

What no one noticed was that the Saint Pupil, which had opened on his forehead, was now slowly closing, and even the vertical mark on his brow became almost imperceptible.

To resist Zhou Yuan's lethal sword light, he had paid an extremely heavy price.

The Saint Pupil of the Saint Race was an innate divine ability, capable of nurturing and evolving numerous wondrous techniques. Jimo's Saint Pupil had evolved a "Sacrificial Substitute Technique," which meant that when facing a fatal injury, the damage would be transferred to the Saint Pupil. However, this would severely wound the Saint Pupil, causing it to remain sealed for a long time.

This "long time" could even mean permanently.

Fury brewed in Jimo's eyes. This cost, even though he had been mentally prepared for it, still made his heart bleed.

Jimo took a deep breath, suppressing the raging anger within him. Although the price paid this time was extremely heavy, at least a powerful enemy had been eliminated.

Zhou Yuan's talent was simply too monstrous. Once he reached the late stage of the Heavenly Sun Realm, he would undoubtedly become the Saint Race's most formidable competitor in the Ancient Source Heaven. Therefore, eliminating him in advance was a way to prevent future troubles.

Jimo raised his head, his sinister gaze sweeping over the contingents from Cangxuan Heaven and Tianyuan Region. A savage, bloodthirsty curve then appeared at the corner of his mouth. "It seems this person isn't your savior today. Don't worry, once I capture you all, I'll refine every single one of you into blood pills! Not a single bit will go to waste!"

Hearing Jimo's murderous voice, a chill ran through the teams from Cangxuan Heaven and Tianyuan Region.

However, just as Jimo's voice faded, a faint, unusual sound suddenly echoed.

The sound was so subtle, yet to the ears of the onlookers, it was like a clap of thunder. For that sound was emanating precisely from the deep fissure behind them.

Countless shocked gazes immediately shot towards it.

Then, trembling, they watched as the ground at the end of the fissure was suddenly torn open. An arm slowly emerged from beneath the earth, then pressed against the ground as a figure crawled out, casually shaking off the dirt from their body.

That figure also looked quite disheveled. Red patterns spread across his upper body and skin, emanating high temperatures.

From his body, snow-white hairs continuously fluttered down, burying his feet.

Particularly on his chest, large areas were scorched black, and the flesh there showed signs of charring, looking somewhat horrifying.

This figure was, of course, Zhou Yuan!

Although he looked very disheveled at the moment, his appearance caused the many cheers from the Saint Race contingent to abruptly cease, and their formerly arrogant gazes turned to horror.

They couldn't believe that Zhou Yuan had actually withstood Jimo's strongest attack!

This time, the forces from Tianyuan Region and Cangxuan Heaven erupted in deafening cheers, countless excited and ecstatic gazes converging on Zhou Yuan.

Amidst the overwhelming cheers, Zhou Yuan shook the dirt and snow-white hairs from his body, then raised his head, looking at the gradually stunned Jimo in the distance, and grinned.

"What did you just say?"