Solo Against Two Quasi-Saints

Song Zhong had encountered quite a few cultivators who practiced the arts of the Five Elements before, but their powers had all been separate. They had even given him the feeling that they were merely releasing five different spells at once.

But the Ancient Spirit Quasi-Saint before him had truly fused five different powers together.

This five-colored rainbow light possessed the berserk fury of fire, the sharp edge of metal, and the heavy solidity of earth...

A single spell had fused together every advantage of the Five Elements.

A clear look of surprise flashed across Song Zhong's face. Among the five Ancestors of the Five Great Other Clans, the Ancient Spirit Quasi-Saint had always been one of the least noticeable cultivators.

He had even always thought Ancient Spirit Saint was the weakest among them. Yet now, the power of the Ancient Spirit Quasi-Saint's spell had greatly exceeded his expectations.

Watching the incoming spell, Song Zhong's true body and clones swung their magical implements at the same time. Bolts of lightning instantly shot into the sky, turning the entire world into a Lightning World.

Within the lightning were Spatial Turbulences formed from Spatial Power.

The next moment, the bolts of lightning collided with the rainbow spell that contained the power of the Five Elements. At once, earth-shaking explosions rang out one after another.

As his lightning and Spatial Turbulences collided with the Five Elements Rainbow, both sides rapidly dissipated. Terrifying shockwaves surged in every direction, nearly overturning the earth itself. Above the Tombs, the formations protecting them released rays of light that were far from dazzling.

The remaining power of these grand formations was simply too weak, and they had previously been worn down by the spells of those Blood Corpses. Under the bombardment of the shockwaves, the formations around the Tombs shattered one after another. The Tombs were blasted open, exposing the corpses within, along with their burial treasures.

And without exception, the owners of these newly exposed Tombs—the ring of Tombs closest to the central Tomb—were all Saints.

Within some of those Saints' Tombs, there were even magical implements and Divine Sense!

"Saints' magical implements, and inheritances! There really are inheritances here!"

Ancient Spirit Saint stared at the cracked Tombs, his face twisting slightly with excitement. He refused to believe that none of these inheritances would suit him.

He cultivated the arts of the Five Elements. Even if he could not find an inheritance of the Five Elements arts, as long as he found an inheritance from any one of the Five Elements—an inheritance of fire or the Great Dao of Wood, for example—he would have a chance to become a Saint through that inheritance.

Besides, some cultivators might have cultivated the Great Dao of Wood, while others might have cultivated the Great Dao of Water. He could completely seek out the inheritances of several cultivators and cultivate the inheritances of multiple Saints. As long as they were Great Daos related to the Five Elements Dao, he could cultivate them all.

That would give him an even greater chance of becoming a Saint.

As long as he shattered Song Zhong's Substitute Death Talisman, he could obtain the inheritances and become a Saint!

He, the Ancient Spirit Quasi-Saint, was destined to become Ancient Spirit Saint!

For a time, the Immortal Qi within Ancient Spirit Saint surged even more violently as he madly unleashed one Five Elements Rainbow after another.

Meanwhile, after flying toward Song Zhong for some time while the two sides clashed, the Ten Tentacle Quasi-Saint lashed all ten of his differently shaped tentacles toward Song Zhong at once.

Most cultivators of the Tentacle Clan had many tentacles, but no matter how many they possessed, each Tentacle Clan cultivator's tentacles were almost identical.

Yet every one of the Ten Tentacle Quasi-Saint's ten tentacles differed in shape and color, and even the auras they emitted were different.

Around his thickest tentacle coiled rings of bronze iron chains. As it lashed out, the air was instantly torn apart. The force it generated plowed open the earth below, exposing a bottomless ravine. This tentacle seemed to contain endless power; when it struck, it even gave the illusion that it could shatter stars.

As bolts of lightning fell, they were even blown apart by the impact of the force generated by this tentacle.

The second tentacle was embedded with bone beads. When it swung, endless bleak, dark, terrifying, and sinister auras instantly spread through this part of the world. The entire tentacle gave one the illusion that it had flown out of hell itself.

The third tentacle was covered in thick, dark-blue fluid. When the liquid splashed down and touched the ground, it instantly corroded the earth into deep depressions, with streams of black smoke rising from them.

The fourth tentacle was covered in crystalline ice spikes. Wherever it passed, the temperature plummeted below freezing, while countless sharp ice cones shot out from it.

Some of the other tentacles were wrapped in frost, some resembled flames, and some were even covered in runes...

As all ten tentacles attacked at once, the entire space plunged into unprecedented chaos.

Most of Song Zhong's attention was focused on resisting the Ancient Spirit Quasi-Saint's spell. As the ten tentacles came flying in, the lightning and Spatial Turbulences he had unleashed were instantly shattered.

The thickest tentacle was the first to smash down toward his head.

Immortal Qi surged within Song Zhong's body, and the aura of the improved witchcraft erupted instantly. Feeling the power coursing through him, he suddenly swung the long blade in his hand and slashed it against the bronze iron chains on the tentacle.

Boom!

An earth-shaking explosion rang out at once.

As the long blade collided with the chains, a string of blinding sparks burst forth.

Song Zhong felt an unmatched force crashing into him, and his body even staggered back a step beyond his control.

No matter how powerful his physical body was, he was facing a Quasi-Saint. Moreover, among the Ten Tentacle Quasi-Saint's many tentacles, only this one bore a chain magical implement. Clearly, this tentacle was more powerful than the others, which was why it had been equipped with a magical implement.

And it was obvious that although he had only exchanged blows with one of the Ten Tentacle Quasi-Saint's tentacles, he could clearly sense that the Ten Tentacle Quasi-Saint was much stronger than the Quasi-Saint Ancestor of the Beast Race he had encountered before.

Across from Song Zhong, surprise also appeared on the Ten Tentacle Quasi-Saint's terrifying face, which was covered in bumps of varying sizes. Song Zhong's strength was formidable.

This tentacle was his strongest one, yet Song Zhong had actually managed to barely block it.

He was a Quasi-Saint, while Song Zhong was only in the Supreme Path Realm—indeed, only at the early stage of the Supreme Path Realm!

With such strength, no wonder Song Zhong was absolutely invincible among those of the same cultivation realm and could even cross cultivation realms to easily slay cultivators of higher realms.

But he was not merely one cultivation realm above Song Zhong.

At the instant Song Zhong staggered back, another tentacle of the Ten Tentacle Quasi-Saint—the one embedded with bone beads—also smashed down upon him from the side.

This was the second tentacle equipped with a magical implement.

But before it could strike Song Zhong, one of Song Zhong's clones appeared. The long blade in its hand heavily slashed down upon the bone beads, while Lightning Power and Spatial Power erupted at the same time.

The Ten Tentacle Quasi-Saint's second tentacle was blocked as well.

"Blocked again? You have clones, do you? But you only have two clones, while this Quasi-Saint has ten tentacles. Let's see how you block the remaining tentacles."

With a savage expression, the Ten Tentacle Quasi-Saint swung his remaining tentacles, sending them smashing down one after another.

Song Zhong's second clone had already rushed over at high speed, swinging its long blade as it slashed down.