The Invincible constitution : Rise of the Supreme One

Chapter 75: One percent

Placing a steady hand on each of their shoulders, Eli Shan said, "Then don't leave me behind, brothers."

Jian Wu and Wen Lun exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what Eli Shan was hinting at. Before they could voice their confusion, a sudden, icy chill ran down their spines.

Their eyes widened in utter disbelief.

The hand resting on their shoulders wasn't just any touch; it was a grip that radiated effortless strength as if the one behind it held the power of the heavens themselves.

Before they could react, the hand pushed them back with a force that felt both immeasurable and overwhelming. The two, who annihilated thousands of shadow emperors, staggered as if they were nothing more than clumsy children shoved aside by a muscular elder.

Their breaths caught in their throats, and for a moment, they felt like they were standing before a mountain, immovable and invulnerable. The sheer force of that presence overwhelmed their senses, leaving them momentarily paralyzed.

The realization of such power struck them like a thunderclap, stunning them into silence. Their minds raced with uncountable questions, each more urgent than the last, before a singular, chilling thought pierced through the haze of disbelief.

They glanced at each other, their eyelids trembling with shock. No words passed between them, yet their shared understanding was undeniable, carried in the flicker of their gazes.

"This... this power is beyond the cultivation!"

Ignoring their astonished expressions, Eli Shan strode forward toward the incoming attack with unshakable confidence, his movements calm and assured. As the overwhelming attack closed in, he raised his hand casually, waving it through the air as though swatting away an insignificant fly.

What followed next left everyone frozen in stunned silence, their jaws slack with disbelief.

From that simple, almost dismissive gesture, an unimaginable power erupted—a surge so vast, so overwhelming, it seemed as if the fabric of the universe itself was bending to his will. The very ground trembled, and the air quaked under the weight of his might. It was a force that didn't just threaten to destroy the universe; it transcended destruction, a presence beyond mortal comprehension.

"No," Jian Wu murmured, his eyes wide as he gazed at Eli Shan's broad back, a figure that now seemed immeasurable. His voice trembled with awe as he continued, "This power won't destroy the universe... It is the power of the universe!"

Beside him, Wen Lun nodded, his face pale yet filled with reverence. His gaze remained fixed on Eli Shan's outstretched hand, watching as the wave of overwhelming energy collided with the incoming attack. The clash wasn't an explosion, nor a struggle of equal forces.

Eli Shan's power consumed the attack entirely, devouring it so effortlessly that it was as if the attack had never existed. The display was absolute, a declaration of supremacy that left no room for doubt.

The silence that followed was deafening, the sheer weight of what they had witnessed settling heavily on everyone's hearts. Eli Shan stood there, unmoved, his hand lowering slowly as if what he had just done was no more extraordinary than flicking away dust.

"W-What...?"

The shadows stammered, their voices trembling with disbelief. Their minds struggled to grasp what their eyes had just witnessed. Or perhaps, it was beyond their comprehension altogether—a reality too surreal to accept.

The combined attack of trillions of shadows was a force that even their sect master, the strongest cultivator they had ever known, would approach with utmost caution. It was a catastrophic power, capable of obliterating anything in its path. And yet, in the blink of an eye, it was gone—erased by a mere wave of a single hand.