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"How are you so strong?!"

The Hundred-Meter Divine Monarch stood its ground like a heaven-supporting giant god. At the sight of its towering figure, Five Jails’s pupils shrank, and he felt his worldview collapse. He couldn’t fathom how Zhong Ming, who was only at the Qi Refining Stage, could summon such an earth-shattering Dharma Aspect.

"Summoning it, maintaining it—this giant god must consume an immense amount of Magical Power! It’s a level of Magical Power that even an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator couldn’t sustain! How can you, a mere Qi Refining Stage cultivator, possibly maintain this giant god?!"

Five Jails’s roar wasn’t just his own question; it voiced the thoughts of many others.

The dumbfounded Meng You, as well as Qin Zhou, Ruan Shi, and Wei Zhong Mountain—who all stood on Zhong Ming’s side—were also utterly shocked and bewildered.

In response, Zhong Ming, his face as ferocious as an Asura’s, just wanted to tell everyone that his vicious appearance wasn’t solely due to his anger and hatred for Five Jails.

If anyone could see through the towering Divine Monarch Dharma Aspect to Zhong Ming’s true condition, they would discover that his muscles, bones, tendons, and even his internal organs were groaning under the unbearable load, as if they would shatter at any second.

Just as Five Jails had thought, sustaining such a massive Divine Monarch Dharma Aspect with a Qi Refining Stage cultivation base was an immense burden for Zhong Ming.

Right now, his body was already operating on overload and had even begun to show some deformities.

For instance, his stomach, responsible for digestion, was no longer a single organ. Zhong Ming now possessed a full eight of them.

Eight stomachs, freed from their physiological limits, were churning manically, squeezing every last drop of medicinal power from the Red Flame Golden Pattern Pills and converting it into a steady, torrential stream of Magical Power.

Furthermore, the formation of the Divine Monarch Dharma Aspect was intrinsically linked to Zhong Ming’s skeleton. The hundred-meter-tall giant god subjected his bones to a mountain-like pressure—fractures constantly spread across their surfaces.

His cells and acupoints were also greedily devouring the medicinal power of the Red Flame Golden Pattern Pills and transferring it to the Divine Monarch.

It could be said that at this moment, Zhong Ming was in a state of constant, ultimate combustion.

The only reason his body hadn’t collapsed was due to the support of the norm-breaking Demon Star Tai Sui.

But even so, Zhong Ming’s current state came with many hidden dangers.

First was the Erysipelas. With such frantic digestion and absorption, an incalculable amount of Erysipelas had inevitably accumulated in Zhong Ming’s body. After this battle, an ordinary Cultivator would be lucky to even maintain their current realm, let alone continue cultivating.

Second was his lifespan.

This extreme exertion forced his cells into a repeated cycle of destruction and repair, which would undoubtedly do massive damage to his body’s potential. After all, human cells can only divide a finite number of times.

An excessive number of divisions would inevitably shorten his lifespan.

’However, this doesn’t seem to be a problem for me... The Demon Star Tai Sui is said to grow infinitely. Even if it has a lifespan limit, it’s not the mere one or two hundred years of an ordinary Cultivator.’

’Eight hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand years—that’s a lifespan befitting the Demon Star Tai Sui’s nature (just the body, not the soul).’

It could only be said that after his body was Breaking the Norms and he awakened the Demon Lord Tai Sui, the Life Force of Zhong Ming’s physical form had reached a monstrous level.

’I don’t need to worry about the Erysipelas, and there are no future repercussions... But I can’t drag this out. I can’t maintain this overclocked combustion for too long either.’

At this realization, Zhong Ming’s Thought stirred, and the vast Divine Monarch Dharma Aspect moved in sync.

This scene shocked Five Jails and Meng You once again. ’Is his Divine Soul this powerful too?’

As a Divine Heir and a Goddess, both Five Jails and Meng You were considered knowledgeable and worldly.

Because of this, they both knew clearly that abilities like the Divine Monarch Dharma Aspect weren’t something you could just conjure up and be done with.

If a Cultivator’s Divine Soul wasn’t strong enough, their control over the Dharma Aspect would inevitably be delayed, even sluggish. Such a Divine Monarch would be all size and no substance, posing no threat at all.

But now, they discovered there wasn’t the slightest delay between Zhong Ming’s Thought and the Divine Monarch Dharma Aspect’s movements!

Keep in mind, the Divine Monarch Dharma Aspect was a full hundred meters tall. To control such a massive body without a trace of lag—the power of Zhong Ming’s Divine Soul was beyond what even ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivators could hope to achieve.

’Could I have done this when I was at the Qi Refining Stage?’ The moment this thought appeared in his mind, Five Jails shook his head, his expression dark. He knew he absolutely could not have. ’...How could humanity produce such a monster?’

Five Jails now felt a deep apprehension toward Zhong Ming—not a fear of Zhong Ming’s current strength. He was, after all, a Divine Heir who had reached the stage of Five Viscera in Place, with a true body whose power was equivalent to a human Cultivator at Wind Fiend Unity. He was certain that if his true body were here, he could kill Zhong Ming with ease.

What he dreaded was Zhong Ming’s potential and his future.

If he possessed such might while only at the Qi Refining Stage, he dared not even imagine how powerful Zhong Ming might become in the future.

What made his expression even more grim was the fact that he and Zhong Ming had already become mortal enemies!

’I absolutely cannot allow him to continue growing!’

The moment that thought appeared in his mind, he felt his Heart Spirit dim as if it had been suppressed by something.

And as his Heart Spirit dimmed, Zhong Ming’s eyes on the other side suddenly lit up, and he roared with manic laughter, "You’re afraid!"

"Ant, you fear me!"

"CRACK!"

These words instantly turned Five Jails’s apprehension into fury, and he subconsciously retorted, "Insolent! I am a Divine Heir. How could I possibly fear you?"

"Heh, don’t deny it. Face your own heart. You are afraid of me!"

Before his laughter had even faded, Zhong Ming maneuvered the Divine Monarch Dharma Aspect to thrust out its palm.