Chapter 372 - Chen Fans Trump Card (2/2)

Karasutengu’s body erected high into the sky and even the eight-meter long golden staff seemed like a child’s toy in his hands. The earth rumbled with each step he took. Unable to bear his weight, train rails snapped under his feet.

Karasutengu made his way to the train cart and the roof of the train reached up to his knee. He looked down from high above and Chen Fan seemed as insignificant as an insect. The large frame seemed to have overshadowed the wound with a silver lining. However, it was still visible on his chest.

“Karasutengu had used his Dharma Form. He is going all in.”

Lord Kurome grunted as the red light in his eyes dimmed a little.

It took the Demon G.o.ds hundreds of years to forge their body using Devotion Energy. It was a slow process and the end product needed to be treated with care. Karasutengu had absorbed so much energy that he was risking the solidity of his body. One careless movement of the Yin qi inside of his system would cause an eruption from within his body and permanently fracture his form.

Even if Karasutengu could get away with exploding from inside, he would have to forfeit his current body after the battle and regain another body from scratch. During that time, he would be confined within his shrine.

Therefore, the Dharma Form was the last trick up the Demon G.o.ds’ sleeves that they wouldn’t use it unless absolutely necessary.

“Karasutengu had even committed his Dharma Form to the battle, what are we waiting for? If we don’t go all out and deal with Chen Beixuan now, we won’t get another chance.” Yamamizuki announced. Then he opened his mouth and sucked in the Yin Qi.

Unlike Karasutengu, Yamamizuki’s Dharma form was not only larger but also strange.

As he increased inside, his feet and legs turned into tree roots that burrowed themselves into the ground. His body transformed into a dozen meters tall tree with eyes, nose, moving limbs and fingers. That looked like the Ent in the Lord of the Rings.

“I have heard that Yamamizuki used to be a powerful spriggan: a tree spirit. He turned himself into a Divine Soul after he forsook his original body. ”

“So they are a dog and a tree. They call themselves G.o.ds?” Chen Fan smiled derisively.

Meanwhile, Lord Kurome and Six-Armed Demon G.o.d also revealed their Dharma Form.

Lord Kurome’s Dharma Form was a h.e.l.lish demon, wearing flaming ancient armor that might have belonged to any Shogun of j.a.pan. His round b.l.o.o.d.y eyes glowed in the darkness, ceaselessly seeking his victim.

The Six-Armed Demon G.o.d’s Dharma Form was the most interesting. It had three heads and six arms. The three heads each faced a different direction and had different expressions. Red Sparrow quickly pointed out that the six-armed demon G.o.d used to be a powerful monk of Vajrayana Buddhism. It was originated from Tibet and the dharma form looked like a spitting image of the Wisdom King: Vidyā-rāja

The four Dharma Forms stood tall like the pillars that support the sky. Lord Kurome walked over the train rail, destroying the train rails and leaving enormous footprints. His shape was so enormous that the top of the train cart only reached his calf. He picked up one cart and held it in his hand as a weapon. Karasutengu had also threw away the golden staff, and chose a dozen meter tall tree that he had just uprooted as his choice of weapon.

Chen Fan and Red Sparrow looked like two tiny and fragile toys before these train-cart-wielding giants.

An immeasurable flood of energy emanated out from these giants that were much more threatening than what they used to be. All four of them were as powerful as Immortal State cultivators now.

“Chen Beixuan, face your doom, but you should also take comfort in the fact that four highly revered Demon G.o.ds have forsaken their bodies in order to deal with you.” Lord Kurome droned. His voice was so deep that it sounded like the rumble of distant thunder.

A smile surfaced on Violet’s face.

She observed Chen Beixuan carefully and doubted that he would be able to handle four Demon G.o.ds whose power was infinitely close to that of the Immortal State. They might not be able to hold their Dharma Form for too long, but all they needed was a solid blow.

Meanwhile, Red Sparrow’s face paled.

These four Demon G.o.d, each the size of a building imposed their overbearing presence onto Chen Fan. Chen Fan’s Blade of Divine Will was only three meters long and it would be difficult for him to pull off the same damage as he used to.

Red Sparrow finally faltered and was ready to tell Chen Fan to pull back with her.

There was no point in risking their lives while the Demon G.o.d’s had their burst of power. Once the Dharma Form wore off, they would be severely wounded and have to shrivel up in their shrines to lick their wounds. They would be much easier targets then.

She turned around and was about to call out to Chen Fan, but she watched as Chen Fan fished out a bone flute from a gourd. The bone flute looked ancient, it seemed to have existed when human ancestors still lived in caves.

As soon as Violet saw the bone flute, her smile froze on her face as if she had seen something terrifying.

“So you think you guys are the only ones who still have a card in hand?” Chen Fan said lightly, then he looked to Violet and asked: “Have you forgot to tell them about the Summoning Flute of Demon G.o.d?”

So saying, he brought the bone flute to his lips and blew into it.

A droning with an ancient and primordial timbre sounded out. It sounded like the beating of war drums in the forgotten ages that summoned ten thousand Heavenly Soldiers into the eternal battle.

“Kaboom!”

With a loud clap of thunder, a Golden Armor Immortal Guardian appeared out of nowhere.

The Immortal Guardian was five meters tall and donned a golden suit of armor. His mount was a horse of the heavenly breed and his long blade s.h.i.+mmered with golden light. The four Demon G.o.ds looked scraggly and they shriveled up before the righteous presence of the Immortal Guardian.