364 Annihilate Everything! (2/2)
”Cut of Gautama Buddha!”
The attack let out a deep roar. In the Void Dimension, a beam of scintillating Blade Aura shot from one end of the landscape to the other. No one knew where it came from and where it was heading, like a shooting star that streaked the night sky, except that it didn't disappear.
The citizens of Tokyo and the martial artists at the base of the tower head the roaring and looked up, but they only saw a flash of blinding white light and nothing else.
”Who won?”
Even as they pondered what had happened, they heard a nonchalant voice drifted to them from above.
”Wheel of Sun and Moon!”
The Sun and the moon had finished merging and formed a circle with white and red stripes that matched the pattern on Tokyo Tower. There were two vague forms swimming underneath the translucent circle, like the fish of Ying and Yang in a pond of Primordial soup. The two shapes chased each other in circles and appeared spiral outward into the third dimension and intercepted the white Blade Aura, shattered it and continued to spiral upward into the night sky.
Takemiya Hiro was frozen into a statue while he was still executing his attack. The white and red spiraling energy had pierced through his body, leaving a gaping hole on his chest that looked like an unblinking eye that stated at the night sky.
His overbearing Blade Qi and the Four Righteousness Protection Aura both melted as soon as they came to contact with Chen Fan's Wheel of Sun and Moon. The Wheel of Sun and Moon was an Immortal Art meant for immortal cultivators who specialized in Body tempering techniques. Chen Fan possessed one of the most powerful Body tempering art: the Azure Thearch Longevity Body, and therefore, he could bring out every ounce of destructiveness in the art.
”Kaboom!”
A powerful Qi Energy rippled in the sky from the point of impact. Looking from afar, it looked like an atom bomb had been detonated in the air. A mushroom cloud high above the ground, looking magnificent and terrifying at the same time. The cloud was so huge that even people in nearby cities had seen it.
”How.. how is that possible? I have reached Immortal State… I can't be defeated.”
Takemiya Hiro's lips trembled and soon he was unable to form any words. His vital signs were gone but his Divine Soul still kept him alive.
He couldn't and wouldn't accept his defeat.
He had reached Immortal State and should be invincible from now on, yet, he was crushed by Chen Fan. What's the point of reaching the Immortal State then?
”I have told you that I can kill you even if you are of Immortal State.”
Chen Fan said indifferently as he descended upon the dying man from the sky above.
Takemiya Hiro's Divine Soul let out a scream and burst out of his physical form to run away. His Divine Soul was still nascent and was translucent in appearance. It was a car cry from Lord Susano's powerful Divine Soul.
Chen Fan snorted and folded his hands to summon a smaller version of the Wheel of Sun and Moon. Then he pushed the wheel toward the escaping Divine Soul.
”Break!”
The wheel caught up with Takemiya Hiro in a blink and somehow swallowed the flowy form of the Divine Soul into its belly. As the Grand Yang Qi and the Grand Yang Qi started grinding on the Divine Soul, the latter disappeared in an instant.
The mighty Japanese Super Overlord who had presided over Japan for decades was dead.
The battel was over, leaving the ruined Tokyo Tower as its sole witness.
After the dust had settled, please beneath the tower looked up, trying to search for the winner.
”Who won?”
Someone asked.
”Of course the Sword Sage had won. Haven't you saw his transformation? I think he must have reached Immortal State. That shower of white Blade Qi was the prof. ”
A Japanese Martial Artist said loudly.
The other Martial Artists around him nodded in agreement. They had sensed Takemiya Hiro's incredible surge in power even from afar.
”If Sensei really had leveled up, we will have more Immortal State cultivators in our country.” Kurokawa Sho sad joyfully.
Excitement and pride were written all over the faces of Erika and the other Japanese.
In stark contrast with the jolly mood was the gloomy troubled expression of Chinese Martial arts. No one had thought that Takemiya Hiro could transform mid-battle and snatch their victory from under their nose. It was evident that for the last half of the battle, Takemiya Hiro had reached the Immortal State.
”I can't believe Chen Beixuan had lost.”
Guo Xiaomang murmured to herself as tears welled in her eyes.
Gao Baisheng pulled a long face and heaved a sigh.
Even as the Chinese Martial Artists trying to come to terms with their losses, a voice drifted down from above
”Why the long faces?”
Everyone looked up and saw a young man in black outfit descend upon them in the air a few hundred meters above the ground. Despite the empty nothingness his foot landed on, his stride was sure and confident. Wind blow through the loss fold of his clothes, lending his appearance even more transcendental quality.
The Japanese Martial artists were stunned after recognizing the young man. Life and color ebbed away from their faces as if they had just heard the death of their loved one.