jdhmnovel Chapter 209 Just kidding, I'll avoid his sharp edge?
Chapter 209 Just kidding, I'll avoid his sharp edge?
"Hey kid, stop your fucking chatter, I can't take it anymore!"
At this moment, the green-haired turtle cried out.
It lay on the Heaven-Severing Coffin, its breath somewhat weak, and the originally dazzling golden coffin dimmed a bit.
Its strength is now less than one percent of what it used to be. It is already difficult to activate this golden coffin, and forcibly suppressing a Martial King Perfection expert would consume too much of its divine soul.
"You take a break, I'll take over."
Li Wudao stood up, his eyes flashing like lightning.
Zhou Bai is now out of danger and has no more worries, so he can act freely.
He took a step forward, his clothes fluttering in the wind, his aura rising, like a peerless divine weapon about to be unsheathed, its sharpness fully revealed.
Li Wudao's gaze was like a knife, coldly staring at Cheng Yuanliang standing in the void, "The grudge from the last pursuit, the hatred for harming fellow disciples today, and the countless blood debts of these thousands of humans..."
With each word he spoke, his murderous aura intensified, and he said in a cold voice, "Today, only one of us can leave alive!"
"Ridiculous, you're just an ant who's barely reached the Martial King realm?"
Cheng Yuanliang laughed in fury, a mocking smile curving his lips. "You little bastard, did you really think I was completely unprepared?"
As he spoke, his face turned cold and stern, his hands rapidly forming hand seals, and demonic energy surged wildly around him.
"There's something strange about this altar!"
The green-haired turtle's pupils constricted slightly.
Suddenly, the altar beneath their feet trembled, and countless blood-red patterns appeared on the ground.
These array patterns were incredibly complex, writhing like living things and emitting a nauseating, bloody stench.
"Array Kai!"
With a loud shout from Cheng Yuanliang.
The blood pool in the center of the altar suddenly boiled, and the blood in the pool disappeared at a visible rate.
At the same time, the array patterns on the ground shone brightly, bursting out with dazzling blood-red light, illuminating the entire underground palace as if it were a blood-red hell.
"This formation..."
The green-haired tortoise stared at the blood-red array patterns on the ground, its expression changing. "This looks like the Heavenly Demon Bloodlust Array! Kid, we're doomed today, aren't we...?"
"This formation is very powerful?"
Seeing its agitated state, Li Wudao couldn't help but ask it what was wrong.
The green-haired tortoise nodded, its voice tinged with obvious solemnity: "This formation, at the cost of devouring the flesh and blood of living beings, can temporarily elevate the caster's cultivation level and create a 'Heavenly Demon Domain'..."
"Within the Heavenly Demon Domain, spiritual energy will be completely isolated, and the operation of cultivation techniques will be significantly restricted!"
Upon hearing this, Li Wudao tried to mobilize the spiritual energy within his body, and indeed felt a significant blockage, causing his expression to darken.
He hadn't expected Cheng Yuanliang to use such taboo methods; it was quite unexpected.
"You damned turtle, you do have some discernment, but unfortunately, it's too late!"
Cheng Yuanliang sneered, standing proudly above the altar, his demonic energy surging and his aura surging.
In just a few breaths, a terrifying pressure far exceeding the peak of the King Realm emanated from his body, sweeping across the entire area.
"Awesome! So this is the Martial Venerable Realm... truly magnificent!"
Feeling the surging, boundless power within his body, Cheng Yuanliang's face showed an expression of ecstasy.
He clenched his fist lightly, and a ripple appeared in the surrounding space, as if he could tear the void with a mere flick of his wrist.
Previously, although he had reached the peak of Martial King and was only half a step away from Martial Venerable, the difference was like heaven and earth.
Now, he could easily kill three versions of himself from just moments ago with a flick of his finger.
"Damn, am I going to die here today?"
The green-haired tortoise turned pale and complained, "Kid, you've really gotten me into trouble this time..."
"What's the panic? We haven't even fought yet, so it's not certain who will win or lose."
Li Wudao snorted coldly.
"Kid, you're not kidding, are you? This is the Martial Venerable Realm!"
The green-haired turtle stared blankly at the boy, its mouth dry, and said, "How about... we retreat first and avoid the brunt of the attack?"
"Should I avoid his edge?"
Li Wudao sneered.
Instead of fear, his eyes blazed with fighting spirit. "So what if he's a Martial Venerable? He's not some kind of three-headed, six-armed being. What's there to be afraid of?"
Throughout his life, no one among his peers had ever been able to force him to use his full strength.
Facing such a formidable foe, he was suddenly filled with a long-dormant fighting spirit, and he was curious how long he could hold out against a Martial Venerable without using his trump cards...
"Are you out of your mind? Why are you talking nonsense?"
The green-haired turtle opened its mouth, speechless with astonishment.
The two are separated by an entire major realm, so even if Li Wudao is incredibly talented, it would be difficult for him to win.
The difference is too big!
"You still dare to be stubborn when death is imminent?"
Cheng Yuanliang frowned, his body surging with demonic energy, like a demon god descending to earth.
With each step he took, the entire underground palace trembled slightly, and the terrifying aura made it hard to breathe.
"In a moment, I will shatter every bone in your body, extract your tendons and refine your marrow, so that you will die in extreme pain!"
"And that black turtle next to you, we'll use it to make soup tonight. As for your relatives and friends, I will kill them all without exception!"
The sneer echoed and reverberated within the underground palace, filled with a sense of exhilaration and bloodthirsty madness.
The voice just fell.
Cheng Yuanliang's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, turning into a wisp of black smoke and rushing forward.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared above Li Wudao's head, a giant hand shrouded in demonic energy, with the force to tear through the void, slamming down at an extremely tricky angle!
The palm strike was faster than anyone could have imagined; neither the man nor the turtle could react in time.
"So fast--"
Li Wudao's pupils contracted slightly.
His double pupils opened instantly, and a strange purple light flashed, barely managing to catch a glimpse of the other person's figure.
He felt a chill run down his spine, and the pure Yang energy within his body surged wildly. In the nick of time, he looked up, locked on, clenched his fist, and unleashed a powerful punch.
Responding in an instant, all in one smooth motion.
"boom--!"
Their fists and palms collided, unleashing a deafening roar.
The entire underground palace shook violently under this blow, and countless pieces of stone fell from the top.
In an instant, Li Wudao felt an unprecedented force surge through him, and he was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a stone wall in the distance.
The force was so great that it smashed a deep crater into the stone wall, and the entire wall was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, as if it would collapse at any moment.
The boy fell from the stone wall, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He knelt on one knee, panting heavily.
Two breaths later, he staggered to his feet, his arms trembling slightly, his pale face looking somewhat grave.
If he hadn't achieved minor success in his Pure Yang Sacred Body and refined the hand bones of his fully-fledged Pure Yang Sacred Body, this palm strike would likely have shattered him to pieces.
"this......"
In the void, Cheng Yuanliang's pupils contracted, his face filled with disbelief.
His palm strike was unleashed in fury, and he was confident it was enough to kill any Martial King.
But this young man, who took the blow head-on, was caught off guard and only suffered a numb arm and a slightly scraped fist.
This is simply beyond reason!
"Such a powerful physical body! Even a Heaven-Rank spiritual weapon would have difficulty breaking through its defenses. Is this really the physical strength that humans can possess?!"
Cheng Yuanliang couldn't help but be shocked, his face showing surprise.
"Could this kid be practicing some kind of lost ancient body-refining technique? Or... does he possess a special bloodline comparable to that of an ancient ferocious beast...?"