Chapter 1495: The Third-Generation Successor! II (1/2)
Chapter 1495: The Third-Generation Successor! (II)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Roooar!
A dragon's roar echoed through the palace. After knocking back the trio, the walking corpse suddenly whistled, his empty and frightening eyes immediately turning toward the strongest and most threatening of the three, the Demonic Emperor Old Man.
”Master!”
Wang Chong's heart trembled. Although the walking corpse still hadn't done anything, Wang Chong felt as if his master was facing an unprecedented danger.
Buzz!
A moment later, the middle-aged man wearing the robes of the Eastern Han Dynasty erupted with golden light. He extended his right hand and reached behind him, and then that golden pavilion representing the Trayastrimsa Heaven began to rapidly condense, ultimately transforming into a golden halberd with twenty-two sections.
This sight left everyone stunned. None of them had expected the 'Trayastrimsa Heaven' behind the Origin Immortal Art successor to possess this kind of powerful ability.
The successor gripped the transformed Trayastrimsa Heaven halberd and immediately charged forward. A golden storm began to hurtle toward the Demonic Emperor Old Man.
The tension in the air was so thick it could be cut with a knife.
”Not good!”
The Wushang Village Chief and the Lone Silence Ancestor both paled.
The Demonic Emperor Old Man was the strongest of the three, the core of their group. More than half of the attacks from that supremely fierce Origin Immortal Stellar Energy of the walking corpse had been blocked by the Demonic Emperor Old Man.
If they had to fight him alone, they would probably end up like the Four Ends Martial Lord, slain with just a single blow. Once the walking corpse got rid of the Demonic Emperor, the rest of them were doomed.
”Stop him!”
A thunderous roar echoed through the palace.
Boom! Boom!
The Lone Silence Ancestor and Wushang Village Chief suppressed their injuries and charged forward. The Wushang Village Chief threw out his white cane, which transformed into a white dragon ten-some meters long that lunged at the walking corpse.
Behind the Lone Silence Ancestor, water gathered into a vast ball and then transformed into countless needle-like blades of water and ice that exploded toward the walking corpse.
These needle-like blades represented one of the Lone Silence Ancestor's supreme techniques. They could enter a person's body through pores and travel through their blood vessels.
Once these blades entered the body, the martial artist was no longer in control of their own fate. This was one of the things that made the Lone Silence Ancestor so powerful and frightening.
The Lone Silence Ancestor didn't have much of a connection with this battle, but the moment he entered the palace through the passage, he had lost the right to make a choice. If the Demonic Emperor died, the Lone Silence Ancestor would soon follow him.
Bang! The pale-faced Demonic Emperor Old Man also shot into the air. His robes were speckled in blood, but his expression remained calm and composed, as if nothing in the world could ever shake him.
”Chong-er, go!” A voice suddenly exploded in Wang Chong's mind, and there was another explosion as the Demonic Emperor Old Man, the Wushang Village Chief, and the Lone Silence Ancestor collided with the middle-aged walking corpse.
”Ah!”
In a burst of gorgeous golden light, the three screamed as they were thrown back by a wave of Stellar Energy.
”Master!” Wang Chong blurted out, trembling in shock. Even at this perilous moment, his master was still worried about him.
The sight of that figure flying through the air and the elderly and familiar voice ringing in his mind caused blood to rush to the top of Wang Chong's head.
Standing in the distance, surrounded by a dense fortress of turning golden compasses, was the walking corpse, his face cold, his posture erect, and his twenty-two-section halberd gripped in one hand. He stood like a mountain, his visage completely unscathed.
The Origin Immortal Art successor had neutralized the attacks of the trio.
The walking corpse stood in the center of the hall like the god of death, invincible and unstoppable. Everyone felt despair flooding into their minds.
They had never imagined that there was a being that the three of them working together could not defeat. The Origin Immortal Art was far more powerful than they had imagined.
Boom!
At this moment, the imposing figure of the walking corpse took two steps forward, once more locking onto the Demonic Emperor Old Man.
At this point, no one in the palace could stop him.
”Master!”