Chapter 911 (1/2)
hapter 911: Demon-Devouring Art
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The violent fighting intent raged like a tornado, and the surrounding mountain peaks trembled under the influence of its impact. The boulders kept rolling down, smashing the earth beneath them into smithereens.
In the horizon, two vast oceans of fighting intent surged. As they were locked in a confrontation, behind them, the two oceans released a strong aura of oppression, which was enough to instil fear in a Sixth Grade Sovereign!
The various forces observed the confrontation in the sky, their gazes solemn. A duel between war troop dispatchers was extremely rare, even in the North Territory. After all, the total number of war troop dispatchers was quite small.
Although there had been war troop dispatchers in the North Territory before, they eventually left the North Territory and ventured to the more powerful territories of the Tianluo Continent, where they were able to obtain better resources. The Northern Territory, though considered vast to many of the strongest, was just one corner of the Tianluo Continent, which was one of the ten largest supercontinents in the Great Thousand World.
“This fellow has really become a war troop dispatcher!” In the direction of the Divine Pavilion, Fang Yi looked at the tremendous fighting intent behind Mu Chen, thinking back to when he first saw Mu Chen in the Dragon-Phoenix Rift.
Back then, Mu Chen did not even have the qualifications to make him pay attention to his existence! Even in the end, it was only by his relying on the help of the daughter of the Flame Emperor that Mu Chen was lucky enough to become the biggest winner in the Dragon-Phoenix Rift.
How could he have imagined that, by the time they met again, the man who had been so insignificant in his eyes back then, would now be able to compete with him? Now, Mu Chen had become a war troop dispatcher, and with the help of the power of fighting intent, he had far surpassed him!
Zhantai Liuli’s expression was quite calm. Although Mu Chen had not inherited the Heavenly Array Emperor’s legacy, he had inherited the more powerful inheritance of the Nine Calamity Battle Emperor. Although that inheritance was not complete, at least in a short time, the drawbacks of obtaining an incomplete legacy would not yet appear.
“This Mu Chen is indeed a young hero. It seems that there will be a well-matched fight between the two. If they fight against each other, one will surely be defeated. This will be good news for us at the Divine Pavilion.” Lord Heavenly Dragon looked at the scene calmly.
Naturally, he was happy to see the struggle between the Daluo Territory and the Netherworld Palace, for in this Meteorfall battlefield, what they could gain was the focus. Although they also had feuds and grievances with the Daluo Territory, they were not necessarily on harmonious terms with Netherworld Palace.
“Now, let’s take a look at the decisive battle between the war troop dispatchers. We’ll see who has the last laugh in the end.”
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“I see you have indeed become a war troop dispatcher…”
Lin Ming stood in the air. He looked at Mu Chen, who was standing some distance away. He then smiled maliciously. “I wonder if it would make my mind power more refined, should I devour the mind power of a war troop dispatcher,” he said.
As soon as his finished speaking, he stamped his feet into the void, causing the space to ripple. Behind him, the vast ocean of fighting intent roared. Then, everyone felt a stronger sense of oppression, which had quickly emanated from the turbulent ocean of fighting intent.
The sea of fighting intent seemed to be surging with waves, and in the center of it, a huge whirlpool formed. Then, within the whirlpool, a huge black skull rose slowly.
The black skull was covered with dense battle runes, and a dark light glistened, as if it were a demon from hell. It emitted a palpitating shock wave. When the black skull appeared, everyone’s faces twisted slightly, as they presumably sensed the danger of the black skull.
“Is this the Spirit of Fighting Intent that Lin Ming has condensed?” Some of the strongest men had solemn faces. They could perceive that the Spirit of Fighting Intent, which was cultivated by Lin Ming, was significantly more powerful than that of the other armies.
This was the strength of the war troop dispatchers! As such, fierce fighting intent, when place in their hands, would manifest the most terrible power!
“Death Battle Light!”
Lin Ming grinned, then his hands conjured up seals. The black skull opened its mouth, and a black beam of light burst out, approximately 100 feet long. The space was torn apart, and in its silence, a terrible destructive power filled the air.
Once the Spirit of Fighting Intent had been condensed, its power was enhanced by more than one level. Thus, this simple beam of light’s power was even more striking than the fierce battle broadsword from before!
The light beam was rapidly magnified in Mu Chen’s pupils as it approached, and his hands suddenly conjured seals.
Crash!
The black light burst in front of Mu Chen, then swept through. It was as if it had swallowed him up entirely! The space was terribly distorted from the shocking impact.
Countless Sovereigns watched the scene closely, thinking to themselves… Was Mu Chen directly hit by Lin Ming’s ferocious thunderstorm-like attack?
Lin Ming also looked at the dark light, which was enveloping the space in the distance. The next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, only to see a raging gale of wind, which was causing the black light to be swept away and to dissipate.