Chapter 516 (1/2)

Chapter 516: Explosion

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations Editor: Yukidaruma TranslationsKing Manjaar was stunned. He had not expected that the other party had come knocking on their door for something like this.

“Just because of this? Just because of something like this? You’ve killed so many of our Frostwolf Tribe’s Elders and Priests… Do you want to annihilate our Frostwolf Tribe?”

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, “Everyone who has made a move on the Shadowwolf Tribe has all died. I didn’t kill the rest. Of course, if other tribes were to bully your tribe, we wouldn’t stand by and do nothing either.”

However, King Manjaar was no longer taking in what the other guy was saying.

“Ahh!”

King Manjaar let out a furious bellow, and a huge phantom image of a wolf rose from his back. This was the Heavenly Disaster Wolf, condensed from his martial will. It was something which had been passed down in the Frostwolf Tribe for many generations.

With King Manjaar’s cultivation, the Heavenly Disaster Wolf, which was condensed from his martial will, was fully capable of bringing about earthquakes, gales, tsunamis, or even causing volcanoes to erupt.

If he were to attack at full power, he would even be able to directly contaminate his opponent’s martial will and weaken their abilities.

In the past, King Manjaar had once crushed over 100 second transition experts with a wolf howl from his Heavenly Disaster Wolf. He had even used its aura of heavenly disasters to weaken the will of a Demigod with two tiers of perfection, causing his opponent’s cultivation to regress to level 20.

Even amongst the many Divine level experts on the ice plains, King Manjaar and his Heavenly Disaster Wolf were considered to be one of the best.

The phantom image of the Heavenly Disaster Wolf let out a furious bellow, bringing about an endless heavenly disaster aura, then he pounced toward the silver-haired middle-aged man.

Before he even reached, the strong gales he created had already sent the entire tent flying.

The earth started to quake.

Tornadoes blew in the skies.

The area within 100 li was filled with lightning strikes and windstorms.

There were even cracks forming in the ground, spurting out streams of lava.

Many natural disasters had emerged. In such a desperate situation, streams of will that one could neither fend off nor withstand gushed forth.

However, faced with King Manjaar’s all out attack, the silver-haired middle-aged man merely pouted his lips, spurting out a mouthful of saliva.

The saliva spurted out like lightning, striking and dissipating the Heavenly Disaster Wolf’s body. King Manjaar’s physical body also exploded, then it continued to fly out several tens of kilometers away, crushing an entire mountain in the far distance.

The martial will contained in the saliva even crushed King Manjaar’s will, killing this Divine level expert completely.

Then the windstorm came to a stop, and the earth stopped its quake. Yet, the silver-haired middle-aged man merely wiped his mouth as if he had just killed an ant.

However, he suddenly stood up, lifted his head, and looked toward the southwest direction with a puzzled expression.

The short-haired young man asked curiously, “Master, what’s wrong?”

The silver-haired middle-aged man broke into a hint of a smile. “Someone’s mental cultivation method has reached level 10.”

“Huh?” The short-haired young man asked puzzledly. “Isn’t our mental cultivation method only passed down to one person in each generation? Why is there another person who knows about it now?”

The silver-haired middle-aged man first appeared puzzled and then confused. In the end, he merely smiled and shook his head. “This is interesting. He should have been your disciple, but someone did something, and now, he’s going to surpass you instead.”

“Huh? Then what should we do?” The short-haired young man asked.

“What else can I do? Wait till he comes to the ice plains, the two of you can then fight it out then. The one who wins will be the Master.”

“What if he isn’t willing?”

“We have always been the type of people who win people over through virtue. You’ll just have to beat him up till he is willing to accept this.”

“But we still have to wait for him here…” The short-haired young man felt vexed. “Can’t we be the ones to head over?”

The silver-haired middle-aged man shook his head, and a hint of nostalgic flashed in his eyes. “I promised someone that unless he’s dead, I’ll never take a step out of the ice plains.”

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