When the taste of iron surged from his throat, the Wrath of Fighters glared at the swordsman before him with rage and regret. The moment they battled between each other, the Wrath of Fighters already raised up his guard and wariness. He observed the moves of his foe carefully while waiting for the chance to strike with his full strength.
Yet, in their fast paced combat, where even the world itself slowed down considerably and their figures leaving behind countless after images, a single item overturned the tide swiftly before he could react in time. As both of their distances were only at arm's length, the item had struck him unexpectedly.
'No… It's an incomplete soul.'Looking at the chakram above, Meng Liyuan raised her eyebrows as she realized the nature of the weapon. Although it was true there was an ancient dragon soul within, however, the soul was incomplete and only part of it. That was the major reason why the weapon became its vessel and cage.It was common knowledge for ancient dragons to possess the cultivation realms beyond those who live in the outer area, the Sovereign Coronation realm. Only those with this cultivation have the qualification to move towards the middle and inner area. As for being the one that resides in the core area, that would be the place where one would find primal dragons and the immortals that achieve cultivation comparable
Amidst the struggles between the godlike beings on the ground, the entity that drew the attention of most of those beings has found itself trying to shake off the bombardment that rained upon it. Though it couldn't let out the once pure destruction it wield in the past, the experience and races abilities it has should have made it to be a force that would roll over most resistances. That was what it believed.Until its confidence had taken a hit as it tried to flee from its pursuers. Not one, two, three or five, but the whole ten of them. Although none of their strikes could break the pure defence of its lightning barrier, when all of those powers were combined, it would be thrown off of the course of its flying and even wounded its soul. "Gahk!"A trail of blood trickled down from the penetrated arnor. Many dents could be seen around his body parts while he clutched onto the gushing blood on his side waist. The previous target his brimmed in his visor had dimmed considerably, while a trace of wariness and anxiousness glinted in his eyes.After a while, each weapon he took out fell to the ground one by one. Every single one of them is either shattered or broken, with the soul within has dissipated completely. Soon, he would have run out of items to take out to fend the two fearsome foes before him.It has become two versus once since he had lost his cool and attempted to
The Saga of the Unbroken 438. Rage of General of Old
"Gahk!"A trail of blood trickled down from the penetrated arnor. Many dents could be seen around his body parts while he clutched onto the gushing blood on his side waist. The previous target his brimmed in his visor had dimmed considerably, while a trace of wariness and anxiousness glinted in his eyes.After a while, each weapon he took out fell to the ground one by one. Every single one of them is either shattered or broken, with the soul within has dissipated completely. Soon, he would have run out of items to take out to fend the two fearsome foes before him.It has become two versus once since he had lost his cool and attempted to
Shortly, various howls of the soul the mythical beasts sounded. In the blink of an eye, they transformed to their respective shape when they were still alive. As for the soul that was originally born from the weapons, they immediately flew towards the Master of Red Strings and Guide of Souls.The energy around them flared as their materialized fangs and claws bared at their master's enemies, bringing many kinds of elements in their moves. Within a millisecond, they've already arrived before both of them and lunged without hesitation.Widening his eyes, Master of Red Strings performed a hand sign with clenched jaw Then, a high wall made of threads was formed out of nowhere to block the attacks. Though the wall looks thin
'That Shu Liong!'As she dodged another array of invisible blades carried by the wind, Lang Mizhue created another copy of the attack with her giant mirror while she sent a glance to the man in red robe and red threads all over him. It was the same ominous feeling she had when the General of Old burned his dantian to gain momentary power. This time, it seems like her friend would attempt the same thing.'Not good… I have to save him…'But the moment her attention wandered elsewhere, another rolling storm enveloped her figure. The raging wind called upon thunderbolts and at the same time, they tried to rip apart the transparent barr
Grabbing onto the weak figure that couldn't even spend his Lingqi to maintain his flight, the man with the bamboo hat looked at the figure with eyes full of concern. Though his character was known to be short with words and didn't like emotional attachment, the expression he held just now betrayed all of the previous notions."Shu Liong." the man mutter escaped his lips as he faced creased in grief. Although his friend was still breathing at this moment, he knew that there was no way to save his friend. Not even those who held the highest position, live in the core area, and achieved Divine Materialization realm were capable of such. His friend's destiny and death has been sealed."Heh… I destroyed those annoying toys at the e
With a long gash upon his shoulder, Leng Zhian crossed the blow that aimed to his chest with his swords. But then, his feet couldn't stop sliding as he was being pushed backwards. His opponent, who wielded a ten meters long mace, grinned widely.Once again, Leng Zhian tried to absorb the Lingqi within the mace to replenish his own energy. Unfortunately, the enemy quickly noticed and immediately disengaged with him and twirled his mace to another direction.Simultaneously, an image of a colossal bull formed behind the warrior. Leng Zhian, who knew full well the force of the blows, quickly activated one of the traits he had absorbed from a demonic beast. His glossy exoskeleton soon revealed red veins all over while streams comin
In her last vision, she saw the fountain of blood spurting out of a headless neck. The gorgeous figure that would drive any men in the lower realm insane had fallen to the ground weakly. Not even any trace of powerful aura that came out from that mesmerizing body.Next, the echoing cheers of the crowd on the ground filled the atmosphere. Full of fighting spirit, they raised their weapons high before they faced their enemies, whose complexion was as pale as a sheet of paper.None of those enemies had a tiniest hope to turn around the situation or the motivation to continue their battles. Only their oath was the fuel of their actions, which seemed futile since the masters they swore the oath upon had died one by one.