Slaying Luo Sword (Part Two)
"Help? Didn't you say you could manage on your own?" Wu Xuemei said with a charming smile when she heard Zhuge Xiang ask for her Seeking Aid.
Even so, she moved swiftly. With a flick of her wrist, a vibrant pink Peach Blossom Branch appeared in her hand. Petals fluttered down from the branch, dancing in the air and transforming into a Sea of Flowers, making one feel as if they were wandering in an ocean of Peach Blossom.
"The Secret Technique of demonic cultivation, the Peach Blossom Tomb," Wu Xuemei murmured softly, her eyes filled with allure.
Her eyes, as clear as autumn water, are so alluring that one longs to be captivated by them, never wanting to escape. The so-called "gentle embrace" is indeed the tomb of heroes, and this Peach Blossom Tomb is truly the best place to bury countless heroes.
The Four Arms King, with four arms, each wielding a Lingbao, was driven by an unimaginable killing intent due to the threat to his life. However, even the Four Arms King, beneath the Peach Blossom Tomb, momentarily lost in thought, his gaze faltered...
With a muffled groan, Wu Xuemei's face paled slightly. Her Mental Illusion could only restrain the Four Arms King for a moment before he broke free, and she herself also suffered some backlash.
Although the Asura Path does not cultivate Divine Sense and spirit, at the level of the Asura King, the killing intent penetrates deep into the soul, and the entire soul is filled with endless killing intent. Wu Xuemei cast Mental Illusion on him, as if immersing her own spirit in the vast ocean formed by the Asura King's killing intent.
Ordinary Asura King, like the Great Strength King, could be withstood by Wu Xuemei's killing intent. However, this Four Arms King was stronger than the Great Strength King, and it was likely due to the evil Slaying Luo Sword in his hand that the killing intent in the Four Arms King's mind was several times greater than that of other Asura King...
"Seriously injured".
Although the Four Arms King's momentary lapse in concentration was only fleeting, given Zhuge Xiang's combat experience, he wouldn't let such an opportunity slip by. He instantly appeared behind the Asura King, and the Blade of Destruction pierced his back...
Although the quality of this Blade of Destruction was too low for the Asura King, Zhuge Xiang valued its ability to inflict severe injuries.
"Ding. The target is critically injured, and all attributes have decreased by 50%."
"Since we're going to kill, then let's kill without restraint!" Taking a deep breath, Zhuge Xiang's Demonic True Body grew stronger against the wind.
Although he had been suppressing his power, when Zhuge Xiang fully revealed his Demonic True Body, he instantly transformed into a Giant Demon twenty or thirty feet tall, like an Ancient Demon God, unleashing a torrent of killing intent like a raging storm.
The Asura Path is the path of slaughter, possessing the strongest killing intent among the Three Realms and Six Paths. Although the Asura King has fought countless battles, Zhuge Xiang, who began cultivating at a young age, has also gained his cultivation through slaughter. It can be said that every Qi Energy in Zhuge Xiang's body is dripping with blood. In terms of cultivation, Zhuge Xiang is far inferior to the Asura King, but in terms of killing intent, Zhuge Xiang is in no way inferior.
The Slaying Luo Sword, its eyes blood-red, suddenly shifted and landed on Zhuge Xiang...
However, neither Zhuge Xiang, the Four Arms King, nor anyone else noticed these things.
Standing twenty or thirty feet tall, Zhuge Xiang's body had already shattered the ceiling of the Flame God Palace. Looking down upon the Asura and Female Rakshasa of the Flame God Palace, he wielded the enormous Dragon's Judgment Sword, a Sky Pillar, and with a single, devastating sweep, Sweep Through Thousands of Soldiers...
Boom boom boom...
Like the Heaven Collapsing Earth Shattering, imagine the area covered by a single strike from someone twenty or thirty feet tall, capable of Sweep Through Thousands of Soldiers.
Screams filled the air, corpses flew everywhere, and even the Flame God Palace collapsed completely. Zhuge Xiang's move destroyed the Flame God Palace and killed countless Asura and Female Rakshasa. This was the result of an all-out war with the Flame Plains. But now that he had made his move, Zhuge Xiang would not have so many reservations.
"Ding, you have obtained 100 Soul Fragments", "Ding, you have obtained 70 Soul Fragments", "Ding, you have obtained 102 Soul Fragments"...
With just this one move, countless notifications flooded in. "Demon Transformation Bottle, killing a target will grant you Soul Fragments; the stronger the target, the more Soul Fragments you will receive."
The Asura of the Flame God Palace were all at least comparable to Cultivator in the Deity Transformation stage. With their sheer number, Zhuge Xiang instantly obtained more than two thousand Soul Fragments.
"Enough..." Looking at the more than two thousand Soul Fragments he had, Zhuge Xiang's eyes narrowed slightly. He reached into the Void, and a purple and black metal bottle appeared in Zhuge Xiang palm. Because of his Demonic True Body form, the cloud patterns on the bottle seemed to have turned into dark clouds that covered the sky.
A dense, black Demonic Qi emanated from the bottle, instantly transforming into a figure. The figure was pitch black, with a face and skin that were entirely black, but its appearance and equipment were identical to Zhuge Xiang's.
Looking at the Demon Clone summoned by the Demon Transformation Bottle, whose appearance was identical to his own, Zhuge Xiang felt as if he were looking in a mirror. With their Divine Sense connected, Zhuge Xiang's soul seemed to have split into two, with two bodies, both of which were himself.
A smile appeared on Zhuge Xiang's face. He stood with his sword in hand and began to chant the Heavenly Demon Zen Sound. The rolling Zen Sound was like the roar of a dragon in the heavens. It seemed that the sound of the Zen Sound could be heard throughout this Asura Path. The terrifying Heavenly Demon Zen Sound had a greater restraining effect on the Four Arms King's killing intent.
"Ah!!!" Clutching his head with one hand, the Four Arms King could feel the murderous intent in his mind melting away rapidly, like snow meeting the sunlight, and his unwavering Battle Will was also wavering.
The Four Arms King's eyes were fixed on Zhuge Xiang. It was this damned Zen Sound who had shaken his Battle Will, causing the Slaying Luo Sword its master. No, he must kill him!
If the Four Arms King was a fierce tiger, the king of beasts, then the Heavenly Demon Zen Sound was like a cage, imprisoning this tiger. Coupled with Wu Xuemei's Mental Illusion beside him, which was like shackles, the Four Arms King could not even exert one-tenth of his full power under the double suppression.
"I'm going to kill you..." Despite the suppression brought by the Heavenly Demon Zen Sound and Wu Xuemei's Mental Illusion, the Four Arms King mustered his strength and hurled the four Lingbao in his hands at Zhuge Xiang.
Despite being severely suppressed and only able to unleash one-tenth of his full power, he was still the Asura King, and his attack still possessed the power to shatter mountains and rivers.
However, Zhuge Xiang didn't even raise his eyes when the Four Arms King attacked him, as if he hadn't seen it at all, and focused entirely on unleashing his Heavenly Demon Zen Sound.
The rolling Zen Sound, like the roar of a celestial dragon, were something the three Asura Kings of the Flame God Palace wanted to see in a deadly battle between the Four Arms King and the Strange King, but they were unwilling to let the Heavenly Demon Zen Sound affect their Battle Will. Therefore, the three Asura King retreated.
On the Flame Plains, the Four Arms King's battle intent soared into the sky, causing the Heaven and Earth to change color. However, Zhuge Xiang's Heavenly Demon Zen Sound was even more magnificent and far -Distant Resonance. The battle between these two powerful figures attracted almost all the attention of this Asura Path world. Even thousands of miles away in the Blood Sea, Blood King Long Qingtian raised his dragon head from the Blood Sea and looked towards the direction of the Flame Plains.
"Your Majesty, could it be that the Strange King is fighting with the Four Arms King?" Looking towards the Flame Plains, where one could almost hear the roars of tigers and dragons, a powerful Aquatic Asura behind the Blood King asked.
The Blood King, a hint of doubt in his eyes, replied, "The Strange King and the Four Arms King shouldn't be locked in a life-or-death struggle; there's no reason for them to. But judging from the current situation, they have indeed started fighting."
"Should we go and take a look? Perhaps we can reap the benefits?" Hearing the Blood King's certainty, the Aquatic Asura looked eager to try. Even if two powerful Asura King fought desperately and a winner was decided in the end, the victor would surely be a Pyrrhic victory.
"I might go and watch whichever two Asura Kings are fighting, but I won't go to see the Strange King. His use of Zen Sound that day shook my Battle Will, and it's not stable even now. If he fights desperately now, it will be even more terrifying..." Shaking his head, the Blood King showed no intention of moving, and instead shrank back into the Blood Sea.
Watching the Blood King return, the powerful Aquatic Asura felt a tremor inexplicably as the power of Zhuge Xiang's Heavenly Demon Zen Sound flashed through his mind. He also hurriedly retreated back into the Blood Sea, hoping he would never hear that Strange King's Zen Sound again in his life.
"Want to kill me? Did you ask me first?" Regardless of what the outside world thought about the battle between Zhuge Xiang and the Four Arms King on the Flame Plains, at this moment, seeing the Four Arms King enduring the influence of the Heavenly Demon Zen Sound and the Mental Illusion to attack Zhuge Xiang, the pitch-black Demon Clone revealed a Zhang Kuang smile on its lips.
The Demon Clone looked exactly like Zhuge Xiang, and its combat power, equipment, and Skill were all identical. There seemed to be no difference between this Clone and the True Body.
However, the biggest difference lies in this Demon Clone. Perhaps because it is a demon, the thoughts in its mind are more Zhang Kuang, more bloody, and more ruthless...
With a wave of his hand, the pitch-black Demonic Qi transformed into a giant sword. The sword looked exactly like Zhuge Xiang's Dragon's Judgment Sword, except that it was entirely black, as if it were made of ink.
"Active effect!" The Dragon's Judgment Sword swung fiercely at the Four Arms King, directly activating its active effect and forcibly pulling the Four Arms King's HP to the same HP as its own.
This Dragon's Judgment Sword is practically a deadly weapon, as long as the opponent hasn't reached the Dao Seeking Realm and comprehended the Heavenly Laws.
Blood splattered, the blood of the Asura stained the Flame God Palace, which had long since turned into ruins. A huge sword mark appeared on the chest of the Four Arms King. This sword seemed capable of cleaving him in two. No matter how strong the Asura King's physical body was, and no matter how many HP he had, now, his HP were only 30,000.
"Such a powerful attack, but you're doomed..." How many powerful figures were horrified by Zhuge Xiang's sword strike? But the Four Arms King was not only not horrified, but also wore a cruel smile, as if victory was in his grasp.
"What's going on?" A sense of foreboding washed over him. His HP had been forcibly increased to 30,000, yet the Four Arms King showed no alarm, instead appearing completely confident of victory? (To be continued...)
P. S.: My update speed this week has been abysmal. I won't go into the reasons, lest you think I'm making excuses, haha. Starting tomorrow, I'll try to get back to two updates a day. Hope you all continue to support me!