Chapter 943 (1/2)
hapter 943: The Perfect Grade Spiritual Deity Liquid
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The Rocky Island hung in the sky above the ocean. The sturdy Light Shield had concealed the island so well, no one was able to see anything within it.
Ripples surged on the well-fortified Light Shield, and cracks started to form on its surface. The cracks were the work of the seven Earthly Sovereigns. After they had received the messages from their men, they had joined forces to tear up the Light Shield. It seemed easier this time around, as they were working together versus alone.
Swoosh!
When the cracks appeared, shadows started to shoot out from the Light Shield at lightning speed.
Boom!
The spiritual puppet, which was above the Light Shield, roared angrily. Its hollow eyes looked oppressive, and as it looked at the shadows, it sensed the fluctuations of its Spiritual Energy Essence.
Bang!
Before the spiritual puppet could act, the six Earthly Sovereigns had struck. Six palm prints came down from the heavens and landed on its body.
As the six Earthly Sovereigns waved their sleeves to stop the spiritual puppet, they turned into rays of spiritual light, which swirled across the horizon. They pierced straight through the void, then heading straight towards their own men at lightning speed.
Within a short period of time, the top powers of the forces had retreated far away, under the protection of their respective masters. As the spiritual puppet had to protect the Rocky Island, it could not chase after them. Suddenly, it lowered its head to look at the men who were trying to escape.
These were the men from the Divine Pavilion. The Lord of the Divine Pavilion was not around, and no other Earthly Sovereign was interested in leading them to a safe place.
The four Pavilion Masters were heading to the Divine Pavilion. When they noticed that the spiritual puppet was looking at them angrily, they were afraid.
Although the four of them were masters, they knew that the six Earthly Sovereigns had been unable to deal with the spiritual puppet, even after they had joined forces. So, they knew that they alone would not have a chance!
Light shimmered in the puppet’s hollow eyes, as it threw out a blow. Bright light shot out from its palm, like a rope that was used to tie a dragon. It appeared directly above the men of the Divine Pavilion and swirled down. A horrifying oppression froze the space, trapping the men of the Divine Pavilion in the void.
The four Pavilion Masters were shocked by the attack. The spiritual energy from their body burst out, but it was unable to contend with the light. Their strength was far from being able to rival the strength of an Earthly Sovereign.
When the men of the Daluo Territory saw what had happened, they were shocked. The spiritual puppet was so powerful, just one simple blow from it was enough to suppress numerous men of the Divine Pavilion.
Dong!
Just as the other top powers thought that the men of the Divine Pavilion were about to perish, the ocean whizzed up from below. Towering waves surged and a ray of light shot out. It turned into a light shield, then covered the men of the Divine Pavilion within it.
Bang! Bang!
As the light hit hard upon the light shield, thunder was heard. Ripples appeared on the light shield, but it did not break. It then speedily brought the men of the Divine Pavilion far away.
After the near death encounter, the four Pavilion Masters’ legs felt like jelly, and they each broke out in a cold sweat. The space before them rippled, and a man stepped out into the sky. He placed his hands behind him and looked imposing. He was the Lord of the Divine Pavilion, who had caused the heavens and the earth to quake.
“Thank you for saving us, Master!” When the men of the Divine Pavilion saw him, they quickly bowed down to him.
“What a pity.” When the Lords of the Daluo Territory saw this, they shook their heads in pity. The Lord of the Divine Pavilion had struck at the crucial moment.
Mandela squinted her eyes and looked at the Lord of the Divine Pavilion. He was the same as he had been before, and the spiritual energy fluctuations around him were now still. He seemed to have recovered completely from his previous injuries, which were caused by the spiritual puppet.
“This guy…”
Mandela raised her brows, as she sensed that something was amiss. However, she was unable to pinpoint what it was exactly, so she simply shook her head. She directed her attention to look at Mu Chen and the rest, then asked an important question, “What has happened to the Spiritual Deity Liquid? Who has it?”