728 Despair (1/2)

The golden armor crumbled completely and an unlockable and powerful force surged into him. His body cracked apart slowly and blood splashed everywhere.

The human warriors below were all ashen-faced. They yelled out in shock. No one had unexpected that the powerful Mo Wen could not even block a single blow from the Dragon Horse. A single strike had caused his body to break apart. Just how powerful was the Dragon Horse?

Sparkles of red light shone in the sky. The body that had been shattered suddenly gathered and transformed into a human figure. It was Mo Wen. When his body had shattered and blood had splashed all over the place, it had just been an illusion.

There was a shimmer of gold light, and golden armor covered Mo Wen once more. It was magnificent and sturdy. He looked like an immortal battle god.

”Resurrection? I see.” The Dragon Horse looked at Mo Wen in surprise. However, it was not too shocked because it had always known that the Tower Spirit would not allow victory to come so easily. The human warriors had killed so many to get here and had even managed to kill the Peacock and Dragon Beast Kings. It was impossible for one to say that they had not relied on their own power.

”You cannot kill me,” Mo Wen said lightly, his eyes sparkling with dark light.

”You are lying. I can sense the emotions of all living things, and your emotions tell me that you are lying. Perhaps, if you had not said anything, I might be paranoid. But now, I am certain that you cannot keep on resurrecting.” The Dragon Horse's attractive lips curled up slightly and its sparkling eyes seemed to be able to see the past and the present, allowing the creature to see the everlasting truth.

Mo Wen's lips twitched. He felt speechless. What he had said earlier was just a psychological trick. He intended to manufacture a false image in which he could not be killed so that the Dragon Horse would slowly lose confidence. However, he did not expect that the Dragon Horse was powerful enough to be able to see right into one's soul and know if one was truthful or not.

He looked into the Dragon Horse's eyes and felt a little fearful. The Beast King was too powerful. In terms of combat ability, it was just as powerful as an immortal cultivator in the Primordial Soul Realm. Furthermore, other than its advantage in terms of cultivation levels, the Dragon Horse also had this peculiar talent.

Originally, Mo Wen thought that he still had a chance. But right now, he could not stop despair from welling up within him. This was a hopeless situation.

”I really want to know how many times you can be resurrected. If you only have the ability to resurrect once, then I think you have no hope.” The Dragon Horse took a step forward, its pure white wings glimmering with light. It appeared in front of Mo Wen silently in the blink of an eye. It was as if the creature had moved the space before it. Mo Wen discovered that the Dragon Horse had only taken a simple step forward, but it was full of mystery. This skill was much more profound than his Glory of Wind technique.

There was nowhere for him to hide. The Dragon Horse's dragon lance hit him the moment the creature appeared. There was a crash of power that was stronger than anything he had experienced before.

Mo Wen did not manage to block the Dragon Horse's attack. His defenses were like paper mâché. The terrifying force swept through his defenses and collided forcefully with his body. His body broke down once more and turned into a cloud of bloody mist.

Then, a clear blood-red light shone, and Mo Wen's body was resurrected once more. The power of the superb-grade Healing light was an effect that not even the Dragon Horse could interfere with. Mo Wen had more than 30 superb-grade Healing lights in his hand. However, so what if he did? No matter how many superb-grade Healing lights he had, there would be a moment when he ran out of them. Against this undefeatable foe, how long could he last?

The Dragon Horse looked at Mo Wen curiously, her interest piqued. When Mo Wen was resurrected, she hit him with her lance again and again. In just moments, she had killed Mo Wen five times, and he had resurrected five times.

He resurrected again and died again. He did not do anything to defend himself. Mo Wen was like a punch bag that the Dragon Horse attacked and killed over and over again…

The human warriors watching below were all ashen-faced. Their eyes were filled with despair, and some of them could not even bear to look at the battle in the sky.

”The situation is hopeless.” Nangong Mingzhu sighed softly and lowered her head, closing her eyes. Sadness filled her face. She had not expected that she would die here.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.