Chapter 307: Ghost City Appeared (1/2)
Chapter 307: Ghost City Appeared
Zhao Chen, who was in the midst of attacking Huang Xiaolong, was stunned by the surreal giant fist imprints overcasting the sky, a thought struck his mind at lightning speed…
‘This…! This seems like the rumored legendary Great Void Divine World’s Great Void Divine Fist!’
The blue flames emitted from Zhao Chen’s body transformed into blue flowers, blossoming in the air. From afar, it was a mesmerizing view.
The Great Void Divine Fist imprints crashed into the many blossoms of blue flame flowers. One by one the flowers were destroyed, blasted into smithereens, yet once again they blossomed, filling the sky.
Sparks and flames flew in every direction.
Zhao Chen stood in midair, fixing a deadly stare at Huang Xiaolong: “The move you made just now, was it the Great Void Divine Fist?!”
The Great Void Divine Fist! That was a top-grade battle skill from the Great Void Divine World!
As Sin City’s Young Lord, Zhao Chen lacked neither cultivation techniques nor battle skills, however, he did not possess something of the same grade as the mythical Great Void Divine Fist.
Huang Xiaolong didn’t expect Zhao Chen to recognize the Great Void Divine Fist, but he did not conceal it, “Correct.” There was nothing to conceal after all.
“Hand over the Great Void Divine Fist technique, I can make a concession, letting you die more comfortably!” Zhao Chen’s eyes were burning with desire.
‘The Great Void Divine Fist, it was really the Great Void Divine Fist!’
“Is that so?” Huang Xiaolong sneered sarcastically. In a split second, a vertical slit appeared on Huang Xiaolong’s forehead, the Eye of Hell opened, shooting out two crimson red light beams. Zhao Chen suddenly felt something impacting his mind, causing him to go blank.
The Blades of Asura appeared in Huang Xiaolong’ hands and quickly swung out. Two grand blade lights flew out, similar to volcano eruption awakened after a millennium of slumber, like a stampede of a million beasts, a storm covering the Nine Heavens, arriving in front of Zhao Chen faster than the eye could blink.
Asura Sword Skill’s third move: Wrath of the Nether King!
Zhao Chen’s clarity recovered almost instantly, however, the Wrath of the Never King already penetrated through his blue flames, aiming for his heart. But before the blade lights could pierce his skin, a blinding light burst forth from Zhao Chen’s body. A large blue-colored black hole emerged, blocking the attack, when the blades lights fell into the black hole, it was no different from droplets of water swallowed by the vast sea.
Huang Xiaolong’s eyes narrowed. Saint realm’s space!
When one advanced into the Saint realm, they were able to manipulate the Laws of Space and an individual space would open in the Saint realm warrior’s Qi Sea. Facing an enemy in battle, a Saint realm expert could summon that space from the Qi Sea into the real world, both for attack and defense.
Zhao Chen looked at Huang Xiaolong with mockery in his eyes, “Huang Xiaolong, with this level of attack you expect to penetrate through my defense? I’ll open your eyes now to the real extent of the gap between a Saint realm and a Xiantian!” Exuberant battle qi surged profusely, the blue glow around the Saint realm space before Zhao Chen shook the heavens, releasing a terrifying heat that enveloped Huang Xiaolong.
Before the heat wave arrived, Huang Xiaolong felt like he was about to turn into ashes at any moment, even with the toughness of his physical body, it was difficult for him to truly withstand the scorching heat. If he was really hit by this hot wave, he would very likely be turned into gray ashes.
Huang Xiaolong did not dally or hesitate, with a leap, he vanished from the spot. At the same time that Huang Xiaolong vanished, Qin Yang, Lifei, Jie Dong, and Fen Encheng also disappeared where they stood.
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Moments later, the sound of Zhao Chen’s enraged roar reverberated in the entire City of Myriad Gods.
“Search, get that kid in front of me even if you have to flip over the whole Bedlam Lands!” Blue flames danced wildly, turning everything inside the courtyard to ashes.
Half an hour later, on a small hill a hundred miles outside the City of Myriad Gods, Huang Xiaolong’s group of five appeared.