Chapter 840 (1/2)

Chapter 840: Gray Robed Silhouette

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Deep in the ruins of the great hall, a gray-robed silhouette sat quietly, as if immovable. When Mu Chen saw this shadow, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

This was because he found that the gray-robed silhouette was not the same as the skeleton he had seen before. A wizened face could still be seen under those robes, but Mu Chen could not feel a trace of life from his body.

Dust had gathered on the gray-robed figure. Although he vaguely perceived that there seemed to be Meteorfall gas contained within this body, he also sensed an aura of danger.

It was a rather eerie occurrence that a person could retain his form for thousands of years after his fall.

Mu Chen’s gaze flickered. He did not step further into the hall, but instead began to cautiously retreat. The Meteorfall Battlefield was full of deadly crises, and if he was not careful, he would end up being buried in this place, too. Mu Chen was not willing to perish here, just because he wanted to obtain some Meteorfall Alchemy.

Rustle.

Mu Chen’s footsteps glided quietly across the ground. However, just as Mu Chen was about to retreat from the hall, the gray-robed figure suddenly shivered and lifted his wizened face. His sunken eyes flashed an unsettling scarlet and black.

Boom!

Mu Chen’s face twisted and without any hesitation, he swiftly backed away.

The gray robed figure’s withered palm looked like a boney claw and shot out fiercely. A black obsidian light condensed in his palm like a black hole, and a terrifying suction force burst out.

Mu Chen’s swiftly retreating body froze. The dreadful suction force was impossible to resist, and with a swoop, his body swept towards the gray-robed figure.

Mu Chen’s face twisted in horror, as he had apparently not expected the gray-robed figure to be so powerful. The simple display of this move alone was far more powerful than Lu Wu’s moves had been.

Mu Chen was sucked quickly into the hall, and as he approached, he could see the dark scarlet-black color of the gray-robed figure’s sunken eyes, which were so full of destruction and fury that it was hardly human.

Not a human? Mu Chen’s heart dropped. Could this gray robe be one of the Extraterritorial Race?”

Mu Chen’s gaze flashed rapidly. He gnashed his teeth and behind his back, a golden glow surged as the Spirit of the Real Phoenix emerged, transforming into a pair of massive phoenix wings.

With a sweep of the phoenix wings, a hurricane roared as Mu Chen’s body steadied. With another flap of his wings, he appeared above a stone pillar. Clenching his fist, the Great Meru Demonic Pillar emerged, its massive shadow bringing about a demonic force that smashed brutally onto the gray-robed figure.

However, in the face of Mu Chen’s wild attack, the gray-robed figure just stretched out a dry palm and gently clapped. The loud clang of gold and iron clashing resounded as the ruins of the hall collapsed.

Mu Chen’s figure was blown back, and he looked solemnly at the ruins of the collapsed hall. The gray-robed figure still sat silently and unperturbed in place. Mu Chen’s attack had not shaken him in the slightest.

That pair of eerie scarlet-black eyes filled with destruction and fury landed on Mu Chen once again.

Mu Chen’s skin shivered and with the fanning of his phoenix wings, he vanished into thin air.

Whoosh!

The moment Mu Chen disappeared, a withered hand glowed with an obsidian light, piercing through the place where Mu Chen had stood, and the gray-robed figure slowly appeared in the sky.

Mu Chen, who was standing a hundred feet away, looked on in horror. The gray-robed figure was too swift, and if he had not activated the Spirit of the Real Phoenix and increased his speed, he would have been killed on the spot.

However, even so, he also felt that the attack of the gray-robed figure seemed to be growing crazier and more volatile. If he were caught, he would certainly fail to counteract it. After all, the Nine Nether Troop was not present, and without the support of the Nine Nether Troop’s combat intent aura, it was clear that he could not stand up to such a powerful man.

Whoosh!

Just as Mu Chen’s thoughts desperately flashed through his mind, the space in front of him had already undulated yet again as the gray-robed figure rushed out. A fierce barrage of offensive attacks shrouded him, forcing him to back away.

Boom!

Mu Chen’s body landed on the stone pillar, causing it to disintegrate into powder, and as it scattered, the gray-robed figure appeared before him like a specter, and his scarlet palms landed mercilessly on Mu Chen’s crown.

Mu Chen’s face twisted in terror, hurriedly activating the Great Solar Undying Body in defense.

Crash!

Just as he completed conjuring his seals, a black feather sword burning with purple flames shot forward.

The gray-robed figure dealt out a blow with his palm and scarlet-black light surged, directly disintegrating the black feather sword, but when the black feather sword was crushed, its purple flames wound around his palm, and terrifying heat emanated from them, scorching the gray-robed figure’s arm.

The gray-robed figure backed away, and suddenly a strange scarlet-black light emerged on the surface of his body. This light eroded the purple flames, extinguishing them little by little.

Mu Chen wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. Beside him, Nine Nether’s silhouette flashed as she looked at the gray-robed figure gravely and said, “What exactly is that thing?”

“I don’t know, I somehow just encountered it.” Mu Chen shook his head, laughing bitterly.

Roar!