Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Without the slightest hesitation, he raised the Jingu Bang in his hand, likewise grown to several thousand zhang in length. In his grasp, the Jingu Bang was like a pillar propping up the sky, emitting a cold metallic luster; the runes upon its shaft flickered with mysterious light, brimming with boundless, brutal force.

Sun Wukong swung it hard down toward The Immortal of Colossal Spirit.

The Jingu Bang descended with a might that could annihilate sky and earth.

The Void around the staff was instantly compressed, forming visible waves of air; wherever those waves passed, space seemed to tear apart, splitting into jagged black fissures.

This level of power had already transcended the Mortal domain.

Sun Wukong’s True Yuan poured into the Jingu Bang, driving the force of this strike to a higher plane.

Even without True Yuan’s augmentation, relying on the staff’s own might alone, it already contained a subtle meaning of the Law of Power—when a single force descends, all laws are broken.

The staff churned the Void; wherever it swept, the Void shattered like a broken Mirror, collapsing layer upon layer with a sound that chilled the heart.

The entire heaven and earth seemed shaken by this single blow; sun and moon lost their light, winds and clouds changed color.

”Fight it!”

The Immortal of Colossal Spirit clenched his teeth, a hideous expression twisting his face.

He gripped the giant axe in both hands—the axe was likewise incomparably vast, its edge flashing with cold light, as though able to sever all things under heaven.

He gathered the totality of his strength into that single swing, meeting Sun Wukong’s Jingu Bang head-on, with a desperation that burned his boats behind him.

Yet.

Reality was merciless.

The disparity in Strength between the two was far too great; this contest had its outcome sealed from the very beginning.

A single deafening boom rang out.

The ferocious power bound to Sun Wukong’s Jingu Bang detonated in an instant—that force was violently unrestrained, intent on obliterating all.

The Immortal of Colossal Spirit’s giant axe, before the Jingu Bang, was like paper; it lasted only for a heartbeat before that staff smashed it to powder, the axe exploding into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.

The Jingu Bang, unstoppable as a splitting bamboo, slammed down onto The Immortal of Colossal Spirit’s body without hindrance.

The Immortal of Colossal Spirit did not even have time to let out a scream; his colossal form, under that single strike, collapsed at once, dissolving into pure Divine Power that dispersed between heaven and earth, as though he had never existed in this world at all.