Divine Replication System

Lin Xuan's demeanor was icy.    

After a brief glance, he quickly lost interest.    

The so-called peak Emperor Level self-destruction was hardly impressive.    

Then, he took action.    

His palm extended, fingers curling slightly.    

In a flash, an overwhelming and violent force burst forth from Lin Xuan.    

In that moment, it seemed as though the heavens and earth paled in comparison, and all things crumbled.    

Lin Xuan stood as the sole protagonist of the world.    

Endless spiritual energy from heaven and earth furiously rushed towards him.    

Gigantic tornadoes that touched the sky formed, devouring the spiritual energy within the Void.    

A white palm, a mere hundred meters in size, materialized.    

Its patterns were distinct and tangible.    

A fearsome pressure emanated from it, silencing and suppressing everything in its path.    

The peak Emperor Level Elemental Spirit Sons, Wei Zhengzhen and the others, were not far off.    

Suddenly, they felt an infinite power descend upon them, forcing them to the ground against their will.    

They were paralyzed, unable to move.    

Their Vitality ceased to flow, and even the Pill Essence within their Dantians halted its rotation and movement.    

It was as if time and space themselves were locked down.    

They were filled with immense dread.    

"Is this Senior Lin's true power?"    

"How can he be so terrifying?!"    

"How could this era give rise to such a formidable expert?!"    

"Indeed, Senior Lin truly is a Half-level Emperor from the legendary Central Essence Continent. His strength is fearsome!"    

"Sun Yan stands no chance against him. His fate is sealed!"    

"My decision was the right one!"    

"..."    

Their minds raced with thoughts, while their faces were etched with horror.    

Only now did they fully grasp the extent of Lin Xuan's strength, far more terrifying than they had ever imagined.    

Such power was beyond the reach of anyone from the Dongyuan Continent.    

Thankfully, Lin Xuan had unleashed even greater strength, and dealing with Sun Yan, who sought to self-destruct, should pose no issue.    

Their lives were spared.    

Cang Shuiyue, witnessing this, felt an immense sense of relief.    

Lin Xuan's formidable power affirmed that surrendering to him had indeed been the wise choice.    

Meanwhile, Sun Yan experienced a very different set of emotions.    

The sky abruptly darkened.    

A colossal palm, a hundred meters across, descended like a tangible force and seized him.    

His previously unstoppable momentum, following his decision to self-destruct, quickly diminished, weakened, and faded away like snow under the blazing sun.    

He felt trapped in a cage, utterly immobilized.    

The white palm descended like divine retribution.    

The explosive power that once easily crushed those at the pinnacle of Emperor Level was now feeble.    

He had transformed from a towering figure to a frail elder in the twilight of life.    

The once infinite might had vanished like an illusion, no longer in existence.    

Yet, Sun Yan could distinctly feel it.    

The power was still present and growing.    

This was the horrifying nature of self-destruction.    

It could steadily increase until it reached a breaking point, then erupt in a cataclysmic explosion, vanishing without a trace.    

It was irreversible and unstoppable.    

Despite this, Sun Yan, exerting all his might, could not escape the grip of the white palm.    

The energy within was boundless and of such a high caliber that no matter his efforts, he was vastly outmatched.    

"Impossible?! This cannot be possible!"    

"How can you be this powerful? How can there be such a mighty warrior on the Dongyuan Continent?"    

Sun Yan was in utter disbelief, unable to accept what was happening.    

His most powerful move, self-destruction, had failed to make an impact.    

This realization shattered his previous understanding and beliefs.    

It snuffed out all his hopes and convictions, plunging him into complete despair.    

He lost even the slightest chance of dragging his adversary down with him in mutual destruction.    

How could he endure this?!    

At that moment, Sun Yan's eyes were bloodshot, his skin cracked, and his body swelled like a balloon, barely resembling a human, more like a crazed demon.    

With his last hope gone,    

He desperately spurred his Pill Essence, accelerating the pace of his self-destruction.    

His sanity and consciousness faded even faster.    

In the end,    

Amidst his unwillingness and agony, he lost all consciousness and sank into an endless abyss.    

Bang!    

A deafening explosion echoed.    

The white palm that firmly grasped Sun Yan merely trembled slightly, remaining intact.    

Sun Yan's self-destructive force couldn't even make it flinch.    

The disparity between them was indeed cause for despair.    

The oppressive force that had once stifled the heavens and earth began to fade away. Wei Zhengzhen, Cang Shuiyue, and their companions slowly regained their Pill Essence and control over their physical forms. As they took in the outcome, all four were visibly dumbfounded, seemingly unable to grasp the turn of events.    

They had always known that Lin Xuan was an enigma, shrouded in mystery. They were aware that even Sun Yan's self-destruction wouldn't be enough to take Lin Xuan down with him. Yet, the reality of the situation was beyond their wildest expectations. Lin Xuan had dispatched Sun Yan with effortless ease. Not only had Sun Yan failed to inflict the slightest injury on Lin Xuan, but he had also been snuffed out by Lin Xuan's palm before he could even close within three hundred meters of him. Lin Xuan had extinguished his life as simply as one would crush an ant.    

They had all felt the full force of Sun Yan's power when he was on the brink of self-destruction, a power that could have easily dragged all four of them to their doom. It was this terrifying strength that had sent them fleeing for their lives, utterly defenseless against Sun Yan at that time. Yet, Lin Xuan had resolved the threat with a single move. By comparison, Lin Xuan's might was truly fearsome.    

Previously, Wei Zhengzhen and Cang Shuiyue had harbored dark thoughts, secretly wishing that Sun Yan's self-destruction would ensnare Lin Xuan and lead him to the netherworld. Without Lin Xuan, the Devil Cloud Sect would be vanquished once more, and the five major powers would be free of any hindrance, poised to flourish and advance further. However, witnessing Sun Yan's tragic end and the display of Lin Xuan's strength, which far surpassed their imaginations, dispelled any such fantasies. Now, their only wish was that Lin Xuan hadn't inadvertently drawn Sun Yan's wrath upon them.    

Meanwhile, the white palm that had so effortlessly crushed Sun Yan remained intact, continuing its relentless advance. Lin Xuan had no intention of wasting any more time. He set his sights on the remaining peak Emperor Level practitioner from the East Saint Sect. Sun Yan had been effortlessly annihilated, even in his self-destructive state. The other peak Emperor Level individual, inferior to Sun Yan and struggling to survive under the assault of two equals, stood no chance of resistance.    

The white palm imprint descended from the Void.    

Crack!    

A resounding echo followed.    

The peak Emperor Level combatant was slapped to death as effortlessly as one might swat a fly.    

The ease of it lent an almost surreal quality to the scene.    

Then, the imprint simply vanished.    

Lin Xuan was not one to kill without cause.    

Had he chosen to continue his assault, several warriors from the East Saint Sect would have perished under his hand.    

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