Chapter 1458 - Unknown People (1/2)
Chapter 1458: Unknown People
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Boom!
The enormous ancient pagoda fell from above as it sealed off all the exits. As it descended, it encompassed Fang Jing in his form as a gigantic Golden Phoenix Condor.
Mu Chen stretched out his hand, and the crystalized Budur Pagoda shook slightly before it slowly landed in his palm. At the same time, he intended to circulate the Eight Budur to utterly suppress Fang Jing.
Shua!
Just as Mu Chen was about to do that, his eyes narrowed suddenly. The Budur Pagoda in his hand suddenly vibrated vigorously. A bloody ray darted out from the pagoda without any warning.
“Eh?” Mu Chen let out a surprised cry as he looked up. A Golden Phoenix Condor had torn a hole in the air thousands of feet away and had made its escape through it. The condor was Fang Jing! However, a wing with feathers of gold was torn and broken. Blood was gushing out of it profusely, turning the emerald ocean into a red sea.
“The Art of Broken Wing?” Mu Chen squinted and chuckled soundlessly. Fang Jing was indeed a ruthless and decisive person. He had used such a self-inflicted means to escape Mu Chen’s suppression.
Fang Jing’s actual body was a Golden Phoenix Condor. Such Sovereign Divine Beasts had ultimate speed, and their wings could tear space apart. Sacrificing a wing sufficed to break through most of the traps. However, it was a hefty price to pay. Even though Heavenly Sovereigns could be reborn, the physical bodies of Sovereign Divine Beasts constituted their combat power. For instance, if their bodies were burned, it would cause extremely great damage, however, the flesh and blood could condense uncountable bloodlines. In this case, if Fang Jing wanted to fix his broken wing, he would need to cultivate for at least another 100 years.
“Argh, Mu Chen, I’ll never let you off!” Fang Jing fled away, embarrassed, without looking back. At the same time, he let out a berserk yet heart-wrenching bellow. Apparently, Fang Jing knew how hefty the price was that he had paid.
However, Mu Chen only chuckled as he heard his bellow. He flung his robe, and the Crystal Budur Pagoda disappeared into it. With just a flip of his palm, Mu Chen had suppressed Fang Jing, who was in his prime. A broken Fang Jing with his strength significantly reduced would not be a threat anymore.
Mu Chen stowed his Budur Pagoda and suddenly looked up. His eyes were cold as he sensed someone peeking at him. It was probably coming from those Divine Beasts outside the Deification Pool who were observing the events in the pool. Mu Chen did not take it to heart. He turned around and stood quietly beside Nine Nether while he waited patiently for her to devour the blood essence utterly.
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At the same time, many Divine Beasts stared at the water mirror outside the Deification Pool dumbfoundedly. The entire land remained silent. After a short while, they gradually recovered from their shock. They could not help but gape as solemnness and wariness slowly took over in their eyes. No one would have thought that Fang Jing was such an unworthy opponent for Mu Chen. The latter had taken him down easily, forcing him to flee with a missing wing.
“Mu Chen is rather daunting.”
“He’s only at the middle stage of Spiritual Grade, but the combat capability he possesses is too terrifying, isn’t it?”
“He’s not simple. No wonder he could wreak havoc in the Ancient Budur Clan. This lad is a devil.”
“I’m afraid that only people like Huang Xuanzhi can subdue him.”
“…”
There were many discussions across the land. After all, it was only hearsay, as no one had witnessed what Mu Chen had done in the Ancient Budur Clan. It was only when they saw it with their own eyes today that they realized the daunting combat capacity this young man possessed.
The Phoenix King, Huang Jin, observed the water mirror from a mountain nearest to the Deification Pool. His eyes were slightly squinted, and he spoke with a toneless voice, “This lad is indeed the son of Qing Yanjing.”
An elder who was standing behind him chuckled and said, “This lad might be strong, but he is still far from our young clan leader.”
“Even though Fang Jing was strong, I’m afraid he would not have the courage to fight with Huang Xuanzhi. Hence, the ability to defeat Fang Jing still does not pose any threat to Huang Xuanzhi.”
“That’s for sure.” Huang Jin gave a haughty smile. Huang Xuanzhi was the best talent the Phoenix Clan had had over the past centuries. Otherwise, he would not be able to complete the cultivation of the Nine Rounds Toward Sanctification Technique. Hence, Mu Chen might be considered as a supreme talent, but he was far from Huang Xuanzhi. As soon as Mu Chen and Huang Xuanzhi exchanged blows, Huang Jin would know the difference in their levels.
Nine Nether continued to devour the blood essence for almost 15 minutes in the deep ocean before she finally stopped. After she sucked the last stream of blood aura into her mouth, spiritual light surged behind her as the gigantic black egg darkened. An extremely ancient aura seemed to be brewing within it. Nine Nether opened her eyes. The purple flame in her eyes darkened and became closer to pure black.
Phew.
Her little red lips blew out a breath of air. As Nine Nether felt the magnificent and violent energy from the bloodline in her body, a joyous expression surfaced on her face. Apparently, the blood essence that was equivalent to a Spiritual Heavenly Sovereign was quite beneficial to her.
“It’s a pity. I wonder how much blood essence I would require just to evolve the bloodline completely.” Nine Nether gave a bitter smile. Her intuition told her that she would need vast amounts of bloodline energy in order to accomplish this.