Chapter 1796: That Was Just Warmup (2/2)
A resplendent light appeared around Huang Xiaolong’s body when he saw the second wave of attack coming at him, and an uncountable amount of sword qi emerged from his body.
Buzz!
The stage turned into a sieve when the sword qi gathered by both of them collided.
In a split second, the two of them exchanged tens of moves.
Every single attack of theirs could shatter the heavens and crumble the earth. The speed at which they fought wasn’t something that could be seen with the naked eye and the phantoms of Emperors beside Di Jing moved unceasingly. Every move was different, and every move they used had never been seen before.
However, no matter how Di Jing came up with new attacks or techniques, Huang Xiaolong punched and slapped outwards to welcome them. Even though Huang Xiaolong’s methods were a little primitive, he managed to block every single attack.
As the battle became faster and faster, even some Emperor Realm experts were unable to catch their movements.
Only blurs could be seen on the stage with the occasional burst of lightning and blinding radiance that shot out in all directions. Sword qi that flew around randomly and punches broke the very fabric of space.
Everyone felt overwhelmed with shock as they watched the battle before them.
In an instant, the Huang Xiaolong and Di Jing had exchanged 162 moves.
Di Jing had precisely formed 162 phantoms, and he had already utilized every single one of them.
Even though Di Jing paused for a moment, he shot into the skies in the next second. The light enveloped his body as the 162 phantoms started to resonate with him. They seemed to have come to life as the will of 162 Emperors tore through the rivers of time to enter the phantoms.
Emperor’s might filled the stage below him, and everyone stared at him in shock.
In the past, Lan Tailong had already scared everyone by calling down a divine will of the Brightness Emperor Palace’s founder. Right now, Di Jing had managed to call for 162 wills of some terrifying expert from the ancient times!
All 162 phantoms started to swirl around, and they moved in a mysterious pattern. Simultaneously, the jade dragons around Di Jing’s body twisted around each other to form a massive dragon. Horrifying energy from the dragon race appeared, and it seemed as though a tornado was forming around him.
Di Jing stood in mid-air as though he was an unbeatable god, a ruler transcending the rules of time.
“Huang Xiaolong, I’m afraid that was only warm-up. Right now, I’ll play with you for real.” Di Jing’s voice was like a clap of divine thunder that resounded in everyone’s ear. As soon as the words left his lips, devastatingly powerful energy emerged from the 162 phantoms as they commenced their attack on Huang Xiaolong.
“Behead!”
“Divine Blood Demon Desolate Fist!”
“Everlasting Sword Qi!”
Previously, he had unleashed the attacks one by one. But now, Di Jing was no longer going to allow Huang Xiaolong to do as he wished. He went all out, and all the attacks flooded towards Huang Xiaolong like a tsunami. As the sky changed color, the 162 phantoms went crashing downwards at Huang Xiaolong.
The might of a single phantom was enough to shock the world. Right now, 162 of them were attacking in unison! What kind of power was that?
“Jade Dragon Ancestor, father of ten thousand dragons… KILL!”
Di Jing’s cold voice sounded out once again in everyone’s mind, and the massive dragon around his body raised its head to roar at the heavens. It followed the lead of the 162 phantoms as it shot towards Huang Xiaolong.
The might of the jade dragon was enough to shatter a supercontinent by itself.
Seeing as all the attacks were about to land on him, Huang Xiaolong didn’t panic in the slightest. He didn’t dodge, neither did he run. Resplendent light covered his body, and the dragon runes on his body glowed with a brilliant radiance. The three godheads emitted boundless might as they entered his body.
Behind Huang Xiaolong, three thousand arms formed, and every one of them was thousands of miles long. All of them seemed to be formed from gold, the same as Buddha’s.
That was the only similarity it had to the actual Buddha. On the arms formed by Huang Xiaolong, darkness energy swirled around and emitted an air of desperation. Moreover, divine dragons were coiling around every single arm.
The three thousand arms moved at the same time. Some of them turned into fists, and some of them turned into palms as they shot out to counter Di Jing’s attack. There were even some that formed a sword as they sliced towards Di Jing’s sword qi.