Chapter 1019 - Planet Tianhuang Was Astonished (1/2)
“Kill!”
Chen Fan was extremely vicious.
At this point, Chen Fan had used everything he had, except for the trump card and the Grand Divine Powers. The Heavenly Blade of Obliteration let out a buzzing sound and the Artifact Spirit whined when it clashed with the spear. In the end, the blade was shattered to little bits.
The Heavenly Blade was only an ordinary Heavenly Treasure after all; it was much weaker than Mangya’s Dark Iron Spear.
“Azure Thearch Crus.h.i.+ng Finger.”
After the sword broke, Chen Fan abandoned it and stuck out his finger.
“Boom!”
A finger like the one of the Azure Thearch appeared in the sky and cracked the celestial vault. Chen Fan performed another Grand Divine Power.
“Hades!”
Mangya had run out of tactics.
He could only turn his spear into a river and envelop himself in the water to block Chen Fan’s attack.
“Azure Thearch G.o.d Killing Hand!”
“Xuanming Divine Thunder!
“Red Sparrow Seven Fire!
“Grand Dao Furnace!”
Chen Fan performed his Divine Arts one after another. Each of them was a top Divine Art from deep in the Star Ocean and could be counted as the most powerful secret art of a sect.
Many Heavenly Lords and cultivators watching the battle on the screens were dumbfounded.
“He knows so many powerful Divine Arts. Is he really Chinese?” Ancestral Patriarch Jinghai mumbled.
Not even Shenxi was certain anymore.
Countless cultivators on Planet Tianhuang would die to get all his Divine Arts, but Chen Fan seemed to consider them worthless. This wasn’t something a cultivator of the Chinese or Planet East would do. Not even the heirs from the large sects in the Star Ocean would act like this.
“Hades!”
Mangya ignored him. His Dark Iron Spear was surrounded by the terrifying River of Hades and he pushed his power of laws to the highest level.
Even though Chen Fan’s Divine Arts were powerful, he couldn’t deal with Mangya that easily.
Meanwhile, Chen Fan’s weakness had been shown. Mangya had cultivated for thousands of years and he had reached the peak stage of the Nascent Soul Level, but Chen Fan was only an early-stage Golden Core Cultivator. Even if his Divine Powers and Deity Wheel were powerful, he was still six levels weaker than Mangya; this was something Divine Powers could compensate for.
“True Martial Divine Fist!”
In the end.
Chen Fan merged the nine Divine Powers again. That was the cultivation art he was most familiar with in his past life. It was at the moment like an old tree with new branches in his hands. The golden fist touched the Dark Iron Spear, as gently as a girl’s hand.
“Poof!”
Mangya’s body shook violently and he spurted out blood. He almost dropped the spear in his hand as he fell a few thousand feet backwards.
“What kind of fist art is that?”
He was astonished.
All of his spear arts and Divine Powers seemed to be useless in front of that fist art. If Chen Fan had reached the Nascent Soul Level or the peak stage of the Golden Core Level, his punch would have crushed his opponent.
“True Martial,” Chen Fan replied.
He swayed his hand gently, like a child catching b.u.t.terflies, and hit the spear again.
“Poof!”
Mangya spurted out blood.
He then took out a jade bottle filled with golden blood and took a drop of it.
“Boom!”
When the drop of blood went down Mangya’s throat, his energy surged and he became even more powerful. He was surrounded by the power of Hades and the entire river looked much clearer. Mangya’s hair even became s.h.i.+ny and longer, reaching his waist. His skin was ruddy at the moment, and his energy covered his Death Qi all of a sudden.
“What’s that?”
Xiao Mang and the others were shocked.
What kind of Heavenly Medicine or Divine Medicine could revive peerless Overlords like Mangya?
“It’s Divine Blood, the blood of a Soul Formation Cultivator! No wonder Divine General Mangya can live for a hundred thousand years. He should have died already. I can’t believe he kept himself alive with the blood of Divine Lord Tatian,” said an old Heavenly Lord as his body shook slightly.
“Divine Blood?”
Everyone’s eyes brightened.
A drop of Divine Blood was much more precious than a drop of medicine that was ten thousand years old. It had the knowledge of a Divine Lord and was really helpful for reaching the Soul Formation level. Unfortunately, less than half of the blood was left in Mangya’s jade bottle and people knew they would never be able to get it.
“Even if you have Divine Blood, I will kill you today!”
Chen Fan grunted.
His True Martial Divine Fist kept changing constantly. It was sometimes gentle and sometimes hard enough to break the sky. Countless fist arts were used and he was at the moment showing what the peerless fist arts were capable of.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
After just a while.
Mangya spurted out blood again. Some of his bones were fractured and half of his face had almost been smashed. His blood dyed his robe red and he had to drink Divine Blood to keep himself alive.
“Boom!”
After drinking the blood for five times.
Even Mangya felt something was wrong.
Chen Fan was too powerful.
Even though there was a large gap between their levels, Chen Fan was like a tireless warrior who didn’t even need to sleep. He used all of his earth-shattering Divine Arts one after another and not even Mangya was able to defeat him.
“The blood left by the Divine Lord can’t get me through any more times,” Mangya thought.
He stared at the energetic Chen Fan, who seemed to be able to continue fighting for three more days. He knew he would be killed by Chen Fan if he didn’t use his trump card.
“It’s time to end the fight.”
Mangya was determined.
He suddenly fell back and a golden scroll appeared in his hand.
“That is?”
Everyone was shocked.
Chen Fan was startled.