When Jiang Chen saw that the Golden Seal Lord had gained the upper hand, he pressed his advantage without hesitation. The Primordial Magnetic Gold Mountain swelled once more, driving the Golden Seal Lord's momentum ever higher.
"Destroy him!"
Jiang Chen swept his hand forward as if pouring every ounce of his power into this single strike. The Golden Seal Lord, receiving Jiang Chen's mental command, gathered all its strength as well and lunged ferociously at the crumbling demon god phantom.
A pair of massive pincers seized the demon god phantom in their grip.
With a violent shake of both arms, the phantom was torn apart like a ragged cloth, split cleanly in two with a resounding rip.
The Golden Seal Lord stood tall and imposing, its bronze-cast arms raised high as it roared again and again, its voice shaking the clouds and carrying across the entirety of Glazed Royal City.
The sheer force of its presence left every spectator stunned.
The demon god's fury had been utterly crushed, and a jolt of dread shot through Gao Zhan's heart. The Golden Seal Lord let out a savage laugh, transforming into a streak of brilliant light that dove straight down from the sky.
Its massive hand pressed downward, aimed squarely at Gao Zhan's Asura Dharma Body.
The Asura Dharma Body was already entangled by the True Dragon's Dharma Aspect. Seeing this fierce golden giant hurtling down from above, it felt as though the heavens themselves were collapsing.
A destructive force bore down on him from overhead — one that promised to annihilate everything in its path. Gao Zhan felt as though sky and earth were splitting apart, his life hanging by the briefest thread.
His cultivation of the Asura Kill Dao had given him an extreme sensitivity to the boundary between life and death.
No longer caring about his struggle against the True Dragon's Dharma Aspect, Gao Zhan rolled desperately to the side, trying to escape the Golden Seal Lord's devastating strike.
He was fast, but the Golden Seal Lord's downward rush was even faster. Fortunately, Gao Zhan had never intended to take the blow head-on and continued retreating in rapid succession.
But even so, the Golden Seal Lord's palm caught him.
Already pushed to his limits, Gao Zhan was struck by the full-force slap. Blood erupted from his mouth — like a fly swatted helplessly from the air, his body hurtled off the arena like a kite with its string severed, crashing into the dust below.
Bang!
He hit the ground with devastating force, sending up a cloud of dust.
In that moment, the entire arena fell deathly silent. It was as though the world had been flash-frozen — sound had solidified, and everything had ground to a halt.
Yes, everyone had been completely stunned by this astonishing scene.
Several breaths later, thunderous applause erupted across the arena. Every spectator clapped wildly, their faces flushed red with excitement as they cheered for this incredible display, their spirits soaring.
They were absolutely electrified.
Pill King Zhen was the universal idol of Glazed Royal City, and their idol had more than lived up to expectations, demonstrating the full power of a true icon in the best possible way.
Even facing an untouchable Young Master-level genius — a top-ten talent on the Young Master Rankings — Pill King Zhen had still overwhelmed his opponent with sheer dominance!
In the martial world, every warrior harbors a hero's dream. They might never fulfill that dream themselves, but they cannot help projecting those aspirations onto their idols.
And Pill King Zhen had repeatedly risen to become the hero of Glazed Royal City with his commanding presence.
This time, Pill King Zhen had shocked the world once more, transforming from an alchemy hero into a martial hero, further perfecting his image as an idol.
The martial artists of Glazed Royal City had fallen into absolute jubilation. At this moment, they had completely forgotten about Young Master Fan.
Who was Young Master Fan?
Compared to Pill King Zhen, even Young Master Fan had to step aside! Young Master Fan was powerful, perhaps even stronger in martial prowess than Pill King Zhen.
But Young Master Fan had never accomplished so many earth-shattering deeds in Glazed Royal City. Moreover, Young Master Fan was older than Pill King Zhen.
Perhaps when Pill King Zhen reached Young Master Fan's age, his achievements would surpass Young Master Fan's.
At the very least, Pill King Zhen's feat of defeating Pill Fire City was something Young Master Fan could never match. And at the Glazed King Tower Tournament, Pill King Zhen's dramatic rise as a dark horse — that kind of spectacular ascent was something Young Master Fan could not compare to either.
Now, everyone firmly believed that given time, it was entirely possible for Pill King Zhen to surpass Young Master Fan in martial cultivation.
With this battle, a new idol for Glazed Royal City had been definitively born.
"Long live Pill King Zhen!"
"Pill King Zhen! Pill King Zhen!"
"Establish Pill King Zhen as the Young Master! We support Pill King Zhen!"
"The future of Glazed Royal City needs Pill King Zhen!"
"Pill King Zhen will lead Glazed Royal City to even greater glory!"
The warriors below shouted themselves hoarse, pouring every ounce of strength into their voices, nearly tearing their throats apart as they tried to send the voice of the common people to the Seven Great Emperors, to the true rulers of Glazed Royal City — to let them hear the cry of the grassroots, to let them hear the heartfelt choice of Glazed Royal City's citizens!
In no time, the news of Pill King Zhen's victory had spread throughout all of Glazed Royal City. In countless corners of the city, people poured out of their homes of their own accord, celebrating in the streets and alleys.