mijobooks Chapter 486 - 351: Battle Against Innate Perfection! (Double - )
Chapter 486 - 351: Battle Against Innate Perfection! (Double - )
This left the other Flower Raccoon Demons in utter terror.
This energy field was unknown and mysterious. The key point was that they didn’t even know how their companions had died.
It wasn’t until an extremely strong gravity fell upon them that they suddenly realized.
Roar!
Without hesitation, they transformed into their demon bodies, bracing against this terrifying gravity from all directions.
On Meng Shuxuan’s fair, delicate face, besides being cold as ice, there was also a few hints of vengeful pleasure.
These days, the grief of losing her father blocked her heart, until this moment when she finally had the chance to unleash it.
Her white, tender fingertips twisted and moved, flipping the hand seal.
"Starry Technique!"
Buzz!
Guan Yuntai and other generals only felt the surrounding changes intensifying, causing them to have bouts of ringing in their ears, even becoming somewhat dizzy.
"What a terrifying ability! Is this... the inheritance of the Celestial Star Pavilion..." Xia Mu murmured.
On the other side, those Flower Raccoon Demons only felt the gravity pressing on them becoming increasingly unbearable, and they howled as they charged towards Meng Shuxuan.
Eat her!
We must eat her!
"Be careful!" Guan Yuntai wanted to command the battle array to provide support.
However, Meng Shuxuan remained calmly standing in place, merely pushing forward a hand seal.
The starlight particles around gathered in front, a massive repulsive force erupted, instantly repelling the horde of Flower Raccoon Demons.
The demon crowd under Meng Shuxuan’s hands was like puppets on strings, being pulled and ravaged at will.
Everything happened too quickly; in the blink of an eye, the situation below was firmly controlled by Meng Shuxuan alone.
Meanwhile, in the sky, Yang Zhen and Zhao Zun had already fallen into a death duel.
Both were Little Flag Masters in the army, their strength unquestionable.
Zhao Zun, being from a top Noble Family, had endless martial arts resources since birth, making his strength undoubtedly high.
Yang Zhen, on the other hand, managed to rise from obscurity, relying on his own efforts to climb to where he was today, owing much to not only hard work and perseverance but also his exceptional martial talents.
Originally, the two had similar overall combat power, but Yang Zhen was now anxious, worrying about Song Changming’s safety, and also dreading the Zhao Family’s old monster.
"Damn it!" Yang Zhen never imagined that what started as a small task would lead to such a dangerous situation.
On another side, the Sword Qi unleashed by Zhao Liang struck relentlessly toward Song Changming.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
It continued to pierce for almost a full minute before finally stopping.
Zhao Liang tilted his head, his eyes strange, staring at Song Changming in front of him.
Song Changming’s Battle Armor had long been pierced through, covered with dense sword holes, blood-soaked.
However, the situation before him was entirely different from what Zhao Liang had expected.
He initially thought a mere sword could heavily injure Song Changming, yet was amazed to find the first Sword Qi couldn’t even breach Song Changming’s defense!
Thus, he continuously increased the output, attempting to pierce through Song Changming’s flesh, resulting in the later onslaught of thousands of Sword Qi.
But when all the Sword Qi dissipated, Song Changming was still alive!
Not only was he still alive, but even the intensity of his aura hadn’t diminished much.
This also implied that despite the blood covering Song Changming, he hadn’t suffered significant injuries.
"Under the Heavens, is there really something like this?!" Zhao Liang, having lived nearly two hundred years, had never seen such a resilient physique as Song Changming’s.
"No wonder you’re a martial artist in the Innate Perfection Realm; truly impressive..."
Song Changming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes blazing, staring at Zhao Liang before him as he spoke.
Under the opponent’s manipulation of numerous Sword Qi, he couldn’t even retreat if he wanted; he could only allow them to attack.
In this desperate situation, it was fortunate he had refined enough Armor Seals in his routine.
When twenty Small Witch Armor Seals were fully deployed, his body’s defensive power suddenly rose to another dimension.
He forcibly withstood the torrent of Sword Qi from the opponent, barely escaping disaster.
In the past, he had speculated that his thoroughly tempered physique, coupled with these Armor Seals, his defensive power might be impenetrable even to Innate Perfection Realm experts.
Now, this proved to be true.
Soon, the bleeding stopped, no longer flowing out, and the small wounds on his surface began to stop hurting, visibly speeding up healing.
This was not due to the Witch Seal but his only Orange Level trait, the Immortal Dragon Body at work.
His super strong body’s healing ability, combined with the body’s defensive power, made him like an indestructible monster, able to face the Innate Perfection Realm human race powerhouse before him.
"Humph! Who allowed you to look directly at me!" Zhao Liang snorted coldly, merging myriad Sword Lights into one, slicing again with the Ancient Sword in his hand.
This sword’s intensity was obviously stronger than the numerous Sword Qi’s power just now.
Clearly, this old Zhao Family monster was already angered.
To him, the fact that Song Changming could still be lively and vigorous at this point was the ultimate insult.
Originally a contest of big against small, failing to swiftly conclude it would only make him feel ashamed.
On the other side, Song Changming unhesitatingly activated the Blood Burst Secret Technique he hadn’t used for a long time.
Currently, there weren’t many enemies that could force him to this extent.
"It’s a pity, if the enemy before me was a Demon Race, my battle power could further ascend..."
Song Changming’s thoughts raced, and the blood in his body began to boil instantly.
His Qi Blood also started to consume continuously.
This Blood Burst Secret Technique’s amplification effect weakened as his physical body grew stronger, far from being as useful as it once was.
Though, in this present dangerous situation, when he had to muster all his strength, there was no room to be picky; every bit of power had to be utilized to the fullest.
Endless and boundless power began erupting wildly within him.
At this moment, Song Changming reached an unprecedented level of strength!
Facing that terrifying unified Sword Qi, Song Changming resolutely slashed with a knife.
This slash, heavily compounded, was already endowed with power approaching twelve dragons’ strength!
The knife and sword clashed again; accurately speaking, it was a confrontation of knife against Sword Qi.
Accompanied by an explosive roar as if to shatter the heavens, violent powerful Qi transformed into waves of storms, ravaging the earth and sky.
The vegetation, along with the ground and huge rocks, were swept into the air, torn apart into fragments and dust under the Qi storm.
The next moment, Song Changming’s figure shot out from the storm, falling rapidly from the sky to the ground, smashing a small mound into a big pit.
"Cough, cough! After all, it’s Sword Qi of the Innate Perfection Level. Is this the power of unblocking nine Martial Veins..."
Song Changming coughed up two mouthfuls of blood and looked at the huge wound extending from his shoulder down to his chest and abdomen.
The Sword Qi almost seemed like it was about to cleave him in two.
But upon closer inspection, one could see that beneath this massive wound, Song Changming’s bones were basically intact, with no signs of fractures.
Moreover, a series of organs, meridians, and other parts were protected, with limited damage.
Simply put, though this wound appeared severe, it wasn’t actually that serious.
Instead, these few exchanges made Song Changming have a clearer understanding of Innate Perfection Realm martial artists’ strength.
He always knew Innate Perfection Realm martial artists were strong, but never had a concept of how strong.
This understanding could only be attained through personal battle experience.
The wound quickly stopped bleeding and began to heal, the ripped muscle and skin tissue continuously regenerated, stitching itself together.
Bang!
The dust scattered, Zhao Liang’s figure approached, with streaks of powerful Sword Qi madly descending, further shattering the ground.
This kind of frenzied assault was unimaginable coming from the hands of an elderly man.
Before the Sword Qi fell, Song Changming had already flipped up, leaping to another area.
Although his physical body’s resistance was high, he couldn’t just take hits for nothing.
No matter if the opponent was of the Innate Perfection Realm, as long as they were an enemy, he aimed to slay them!
Pushing his speed to the limit, Song Changming trailed a long trail of purplish-gold flames, making a big arc in the air, evading all Sword Qi, closing in again on that powerful Zhao Family member.
To counter-kill, he had to get close to have a chance.
"Old man! Have another slash from me!"
Song Changming lifted the long knife in his hand, boldly slashing down head-on!
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