Chapter 379: A Debate (1/2)
With a two thousand feet golden dragon overhead, it was only too natural to flee as far away as possible.
A 10th Stage Tribulation Realm Expert going all out was absolutely not a simple matter.
One can only imagine the death toll as collateral damage whenever great cultivators like Du Yimu would fight in the presence of those weaker than him.
With this particular situation now, there would be no doubt that millions would be slain in the aftermath of his rampage.
”Heaven Collapse!” A giant voice rang out in the heavens. This was of course none other than Du Yimu himself.
His form took a quick nosedive and his Wyvern Body was eerily burning in a golden shade.
”NOOOOOOO!” The masses beneath could only despair when they saw this sudden change. They have not escaped that far yet.
Should this big serpent land true then they would be squashed to oblivion in consequence.
”PUCHI!” A long gargantuan spear materialized out of nowhere.
The dragon who was about to descend was still complete at one time but upon the next breath, it could be seen that it had already been poked cleanly through like a pig on a stake.
Time seemed to stand still for some precious seconds before the borrowed essence of the world returned to its origins.
The Wyvern Transformation became human again and the result of what Du Yimu suffered could not be put into words at this time.
His corpse painted a sad scene indeed for one so revered while he was still alive. Alas, a 10th Stage Tribulation Expert died in such a gruesome death.
The billions in attendance were stunned in place.
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Deep inside the Dark Dragon Sect, an old man opened his eyes in a brilliant rainbow shade.
He was brimming with so much holy light that anyone who can see him now would easily assume that this man was a saint and no other.
Unfortunately, they would be mistaken with such a first thought.
One should know that the Dark Dragon Sect mainly specializes in savage and merciless techniques and not one akin to those Buddhist monks who loved to spread kindness to the world.
Thus, it was truly curious to see how this expert has come to appear like this to begin with.
”An Enlightened Realm Expert?” The old man whispered after his divine senses scoured the distance.
”But how come i don't recognize this person?” His forehead wrinkled some more in concentration and thought.
He tried to remember anyone who could use this kind of spear technique in his long life. Alas, he tried and failed in his efforts.
”Is this man perhaps someone from the hidden clans?” The old man guessed in his heart.
”No matter. All shall be known sooner or later.” He said and closed his eyes once more.
Although Du Yimu was also part of his Dark Dragon Sect but a dead man was not worth offending an Enlightened Realm Expert for.
To this result, Du Yimu was really unlucky in a sense. But even in death, Du Yimu still has great uses for this old man. A second passed and something astonishing happened.
There were a myriad of colors that arrived and were attracted into the old man's body.
What was stunning to see was how these different shades appeared to be forcefully pulled by invulnerable metal chains that surrounded them.
A few tried to escape this tight lock but it was a useless attempt in the end.
”CLANG!”
”CLANG!”
”CLANG!” The familiar sound of bundled chains rang out over and over again.
In the distance, it could be seen that these immaterial elements had originated largely from the fallen remains of Du Yimu.
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