Chapter 941 (2/2)

Mandela yelled a command, then swung out her Spiritual Energy Palm Print. As she struck her palm, wind and rain gathered below it. The rain could pierce through the void, while the wind could tear through the earth. The impact from her palm was indeed powerful!

Boom!

Mandela blocked the spiritual puppet’s way with one stroke. At the same time, the rest of the Earthly Sovereigns joined forces to launch an attack. Their violent offense trapped the spiritual puppet, preventing it from entering the Rocky Island.

The spiritual puppet let out a soft groan, as it was being held up by Mandela and the rest. It swept out an even more daunting spiritual energy, forcing Mandela and the rest to be extremely cautious.

“How dare a spiritual puppet block my way?!”

At this moment, a low yell was heard. The next moment, Mandela and the rest were shocked by the Lord of the Divine Pavilion, as he leapt in front of the spiritual puppet, then struck it with his palm.

The sudden move stunned all of them, as they knew about the immense strength of the spiritual puppet. Fighting with it was no easy feat.

In fact, none of them could suppress it, were they were to have to fight it one-on-one. So, in the previous exchanges, they did not dare go near to the spiritual puppet by themselves. Instead, they had to resort to joining forces and attacking it together. But now, the Lord of the Divine Pavilion was acting strangely, going all-out on his own!

Boom!

While they were all feeling a bit confused, the Lord of the Divine Pavilion struck his palm out again, sending multi-colored light rays bursting forth. The entire earth was brightened up by its daunting force.

Boom!

The spiritual puppet let out a soft moan. Its hollow eyes were surging with radiance. A crystalized light circle gathered behind it, as it swept its palm out.

All of them squinted their eyes as they watched. They could have joined forces to suppress the puppet, but none of them moved, as they were thinking about something else.

After all, they were still rivals with each other at the end of the day. So, if the spiritual puppet could weaken the strong Lord of the Divine Pavilion, it would be good news to the rest of them.

As two palms collided hard with each other, a violent wave swept out. The space within a hundred feet was burst into pieces. The raging sea below seemed to have been cut in half, as a deep trench with an endless pit was formed.

The shockwave was fierce, and it threw the spiritual puppet back, causing it to have cracks on its arm. It seemed to have sustained severe injuries!

On the other side, the Lord of the Divine Pavilion was also in pretty bad shape. There was a blood stain on the edge of his lips, and his body had also been thrown off into the sea below. No one knew exactly how deep he had gone into the sea at that moment.

Mandela and the rest watched from the sky, their lips slightly drawn. They could not understand why the calm and cunning Lord of the Divine Pavilion would make such a reckless and sudden move. Although the collision had hurt the spiritual puppet, he had also been injured by it. This would not be beneficial to him in the forthcoming competitions!

“Heh heh, it seems like our Lord of the Divine Pavilion was too anxious about the Spiritual Deity Liquid,” said the Serpentis Old Man from the Snake Shrine. He was chuckling at the lord’s misfortune.

The rest of the Earthly Sovereigns’ eyes were also snickering.

“Okay, let’s not bother about him, but just continue to stall the puppet. That will give ample time for those in the island to retrieve the Spiritual Deity Liquid,” said Mandela sensibly.

The rest of them nodded their heads, as they did not have the time to check out how the Lord of the Divine Pavilion was doing anyway. Moreover, they were rivals. So, the more serious his injuries, the happier they were.

So, the rest of the six Earthly Sovereigns joined hands to stall the puppet again. After witnessing the power from its palm, which could throw the Lord of the Divine Pavilion off to the sea in one strike, they were even more cautious than ever. They did not dare be as reckless as the Lord of the Divine Pavilion!

None of them bothered to worry about him, even though he did not show his face for an entire half a day. They thought that he was busy healing himself deep in the sea, so that he could recover quickly and join in the fight for Spiritual Deity Liquid again.

A violent and daunting spiritual energy wave appeared in the sky. The spiritual puppet could not get very far from the island. So, it could only focus on defending itself against the far-range offense from the rest of the Earthly Sovereigns. But, as it grew gradually more violent, Mandela and the rest knew that the Sovereign Deity Liquid should find its new owner soon within the Rocky Island.

While they were using all of their strength and resources to stall the puppet, none of them realized that a tinge of black gas was permeating throughout the deep emerald sea.

It seemed like a Demonic God was emerging!