Chapter 1442: Wang Chong Strikes! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

”Chong-er, careful!”

The Demonic Emperor Old Man's beard trembled. He had sensed danger at the first moment, and with bright eyes, he immediately lunged in front of Wang Chong and unleashed his Stellar Energy into a massive barrier to protect the group of three. Bang! Another stream of Stellar Energy surged through his feet and deep into the pit wall, fusing the Demonic Emperor Old Man with the earth.

At this moment, the Demonic Emperor Old Man was a fortress that was directly enduring the attacks of the metallic storm.

Boomboomboom!

A split-second after the Demonic Emperor Old Man had done all this, that storm of blades arrived, those countless metal blades incessantly colliding against the Demonic Emperor Old Man's Stellar Energy fortress. Their constant collisions created a deafening rumble.

The assault was so frenzied that the Stellar Energy barrier shook constantly.

While these metal blades truly did have a lot of power, they should not have been able to pose much of a threat to an existence like the Demonic Emperor Old Man. However, the tens of thousands of them endlessly attacking and the restrictions imposed by the environment could even pressure someone as powerful as him.

Buzz!

Standing within the Stellar Energy barrier, Wang Chong could still sense the danger. The constant bangs and thumps were like meteor impacts. Moreover, the wall beneath was shuddering and shivering. The moment it reached its breaking point, it would crumble, taking them down with it.

One second, two seconds, three seconds… that howling storm of blades seemed like it would never end. After ten-some seconds, Wang Chong's group was already nearing its breaking point. But this storm seemed to only be getting started.

It's no good! if this continues, Master's energy will be pointlessly wasted here! And by the end, we'll still find it difficult to fend it off!

The imposing figure of his master seemed invincible and capable of stopping any danger, but Wang Chong could clearly sense the Stellar Energy in his master's body rapidly being consumed. Although Song Yuanyi and the others might not have realized, Wang Chong was keenly aware that his master could not fight long battles.

Just constantly enduring this kind of endless attack would quickly take up his Stellar Energy, causing him to either fall or to have no strength to counter any other danger.

I have to think of a way to deal with this wave!

Wang Chong lowered his head and began to think.

Screams were ringing in his ears, and countless martial artists were dropping down from above. This was nothing but a massacre. Several hundred martial artists had already been sliced into chunks by this metallic storm.

This dreadful and large-scale storm could render the strength of any single martial artist insignificant. Although Wang Chong's group was safe for now due to the Demonic Emperor, if they didn't think of a solution, their safety would not last for long.

Bang!

Suddenly, Wang Chong opened his eyes and began to scan his surroundings. A moment later, his eyes flashed and he punched.

Boom! The pit wall beneath the feet of Wang Chong's group collapsed inward, sending a shower of debris down below.

Wang Chong's punch had excavated a ten-meter hole into the pit wall.

”Master, Village Chief, go in!”

Wang Chong extended his left palm, exerting a pull on the depths of the hole. Meanwhile, his other hand pulled on the Wushang Village Chief and his master. Whoosh! They flew into the hole created by the punch. Although this did not directly free them from the danger, it would at least reduce the amount of attacks they were facing by a third.

After doing this, Wang Chong sent out his Psychic Energy into the seemingly endless void before him.

Wang Chong's body became motionless, but as the tens of thousands of blades flew through the air, they were all reflected in Wang Chong's mind. Through his Psychic Energy, Wang Chong slowly began to grasp their trajectories.

These trajectories were not clear at first, and he was only able to grasp a few of the blades, but he was gradually able to clarify the trajectories of more and more blades.

Wang Chong seemed to have returned to the Origin Immortal Formation, his mind making millions of calculations. Just as he had attempted to calculate the rules governing the formation, he was now trying to find the flaw in this metallic storm.

After what seemed like a second and like countless years…

”Found it!”