Chapter 1487: Supreme Godforce? (1/2)

As Wang Yongsen’s Death God’s Point was reaching closer to Huang Xiaolong, Zhao Lei and Fang Gan were afraid and nervous once again.

The Death God’s Point was Hell Spirit World’s Death God Tribe’s supreme technique. It was terrifying and strange, and all of its victims would die with tortured expressions.

Another wave of shock rose amongst the crowd, as they realized that Wang Yongsen had learned the Death God Tribe’s supreme technique as well!

Zhao Lei’s fists tightened as he watched Wang Yongsen’s finger was about to pierce into Huang Xiaolong’s forehead. He got ready to take action, but Zhou Chen’s voice sounded in his ear, “This is a fair and just competition between both sides. Zhao Lei, what are you planning to do?”

Wrath was written all over Zhao Lei’s face as he glared at Zhou Chen.

A hint of mirth shone in the depths of Sun Shihai’s eyes upon seeing that Huang Xiaolong was about to die at Wang Yongsen’s finger.

Bei Xiaomei’s delicate face had turned deathly pale, as Wang Yongsen’s finger was half a meter from Huang Xiaolong’s forehead. Suddenly, there were ripples of silver light in Huang Xiaolong pupils, and in the next second, he covered his forehead with his hand, blocking Wang Yongsen’s Death God’s Point with his palm.

Huang Xiaolong staggered back several steps.

The unexpected outcome brought elation to Zhao Lei, Fang Gan, and Bei Xiaomei’s faces, while only Zhou Chen and Sun Shihai revealed a flicker of disappointment.

Even though Wang Yongsen was surprised and disappointed that his Death God’s Point had failed to kill Huang Xiaolong, he did not make an immediate second attack. He looked at Huang Xiaolong with a feverish gaze as he asked, “You have a grandmist grade soul defensive spiritual artifact?!”

Huang Xiaolong had clearly fallen into his Fiend God’s Pupils’ illusion, but Huang Xiaolong had awakened just in time to block his attack. That could only mean that Huang Xiaolong had a defensive type of soul spiritual artifact!

A very high grade artifact at that!

And judging from the silver ripples of light from Huang Xiaolong’s eyes, it had to be a grandmist grade spiritual artifact!

The other Emperor Palaces’ masters had naturally come to similar conclusions as Wang Yongsen. Their eager gazes fell on Huang Xiaolong with one thought—soul defensive grandmist spiritual artifact!

How many treasures does Huang Xiaolong have?! The Yellow Spring Magic Robe had amazed them all, and now, there was a defensive soul type grandmist spiritual artifact!

This was wealth, and this luck was simply…!

Even Zhao Lei felt a little speechless.

He, as the Fortune Emperor Palace’s Chief of Hall Masters, who was also an Emperor Realm master, had only managed to own two grandmist spiritual artifacts after a hundred million years of hard work, yet his little disciple Huang Xiaolong, had probably collected more grandmist spiritual artifacts than him!

Huang Xiaolong habitually ignored the shocked faces around him and was checking his palm with interest. There was a shallow injury on the spot where Wang Yongsen’s finger had landed, and blood was still seeping out from that spot. This astounded Huang Xiaolong. Needless to say how strong his True Dragon Physique was, coupled with the power of his Asura bloodline power, he was still injured by Wang Yongsen.

Though it was merely a small wound, it spoke volumes about how powerful Wang Yongsen’s attack was.

Wang Yongsen said suddenly, “Huang Xiaolong, I’ll add another three low-grade chaos spiritual veins for another bet, what do you think? Bet your soul’s defensive type grandmist spiritual artifact!” In a bright flash, a spatial ring appeared with its restrictions opened, and there were three similar sizes of low-grade chaos spiritual veins hovering inside it.

Everyone’s breathing quickened.

Huang Xiaolong looked at Wang Yongsen and grinned, “Deal!”

Clearly, this Wang Yongsen had absolute confidence in his own strength!

Even though the Moon Jade Heavenly Spiral Shell was worth more than three low-grade chaos spiritual veins, why would he refuse such a good thing?

Upon hearing Huang Xiaolong’s agreement to his proposal, Wang Yongsen’s face bloomed into a smile. “Fantastic! In order to show my respect to you, I’ll let you see my true strength, so that you will know how terrifying, I, Wang Yongsen, am!” With that said, Wang Yongsen’s body began to change.

The changes Wang Yongsen’s body was going through were slightly similar to Huang Xiaolong’s Asura transformation. His robes exploded into fragments as a layer of black-colored scales covered his whole body. There were eerie and chilling blood eyes on each of these black scales’ surfaces.

Each blood-red eye was emitting frigid cold qi.