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He soared through the air, and with a sweep of his folding fan, a streak of blue light sharp as a knife viciously slashed towards Ji Cangjun's head, seeking to tear it in two.

However, at that moment, the immobilized Ji Cangjun coldly spoke, "Everyone knows I have slain two Dao Calamities, one of 'Misery', and the other remains unknown. Today, I tell you, it is the Dao of Space!"

"Dao of Space?" For some reason, Lan Xiaosheng's heart skipped a beat, suddenly feeling an ominous premonition.

"He has torn through my Time-Space Imprisonment!" Yang Ji immediately realized that two Dao Principles were surging forth from Ji Cangjun.

One was the Dao of Misery, the other the Dao of Space.

Both of these Great Daos had been cultivated to the peak of Void Refining by him and were now perfectly merged, exploding with an unmatched terrifying might.

He effortlessly broke free from the remnants of time imprisonment.

"As someone who is not a Daozi, you will never understand the strength of a Daozi!" Ji Cangjun, like an Immortal King, was surrounded by symbols swirling around him, radiating the light of Dao Principles, harnessing both Great Daos, and forming a colossal hand that crushed Lan Xiaosheng's blue luminescence with force.

Then, under his shocked gaze, the giant hand imprisoned the space in all directions, firmly grasping him.
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With the clenching of those five fingers, a thunderous explosion sounded, and Lan Xiaosheng was brutally crushed to death on the spot.

"The strength of a Daozi lies in the complete Great Dao Origin within them. All things originate from the Origin, and the Three Thousand Grand Daos are also born from the Origin. The Origin can merge all Great Daos."

"Ji Cangjun has perfectly merged his comprehended 'Misery' Dao with the 'Dao of Space,' a layering of Daos, which unleashes an even more terrifying force!"

"In contrast, those who are not Daozi, even if they have comprehended five Great Daos, lack the complete Great Dao Origin within their bodies, and cannot perfectly merge the five Great Daos, nor can they, like a Daozi, unleash the power of one plus one equalling two. For them, one plus one still equals one."

"This is also why a Daozi who has slain three Dao Calamities is called the Unparalleled Daozi."

"The integration of three Great Daos at the same level makes one nearly invincible."

"Of course, there are strengths and weaknesses between the Great Daos. If the Daos of Wind, Rain, and Thunder merge, they could never defeat the combined force of Destiny, Great Destruction, and Time."

"This person has slain two Dao Calamities, and one of them is the Dao of Space. You have no chance against him!"

The Rail Wooden Box spoke out.

Without it saying more, the moment Lan Xiaosheng was slain, Yang Ji had already triggered his Wings of Time-Space and fled.

A joke, his full-force Time-Space Imprisonment could hardly keep him in check, not fleeing would be waiting for death.

"Your treasure is quite remarkable, possessing the ability of Time-Space Imprisonment. Giving it to a mere Divinity Transformation Realm practitioner is casting pearls before swine. I will allow your treasure to shine the glory it deserves." Ji Cangjun's voice was cold as he fished out sixty-nine tokens from the bloody remains of Lan Xiaosheng, then pursued Yang Ji.

Outside world!

At that moment, a flash of light sparked, and all eyes turned to it simultaneously.

Seeing this scene, the Desolate Ancestor's face twisted with anger, another person dead?

The Naihe Ancestor smiled leisurely, but suddenly, his expression froze, "Lan, Lan Xiaosheng?"

"Lan Xiaosheng?" The others were also surprised.

"Haha, Lan boy, quick, tell us, who killed you?" Desolate Ancestor called out across the void.

The Naihe Ancestor looked over as well.

"Ji Cangjun!" sighed Lan Xiaosheng.

"The tokens..." Naihe Ancestor eyed him.

"Lost them too!" Lan Xiaosheng said dejectedly.

"Hahahaha!" The Desolate Ancestor suddenly burst into uproarious laughter, "Nai old ghost, I've been saying, the outcome was never certain. Though my side has lost sixty-eight people, the lost tokens have returned to our possession, as if no head has been given away. And indeed, I have taken down one of your heads, what a gain, what a gain!"

"Hmph!" The Naihe Ancestor's expression turned sour, suddenly finding the tea in his hand not so fragrant anymore.