One Blade Wasn't Enough-Then Add Another

Hua Qiang was happily harvesting his loot when the scene before him twisted once more. The same glacier and snowfield was now swarming with countless, terrifying Flying Centipedes.

"Haha, you've come at the right time!"

Hua Qiang's body trembled, and he instantly transformed into a huge fire Giants, after which the area was covered by a sea of fire.

Some of the Flying Centipedes that pounced were too fast and rushed straight in.

The next moment, these centipedes were engulfed in flames, and no matter how desperately they struggled and howled, they could not escape the fate of being burned to death.

Quickly, the aroma of meat filled the air above the snow-covered ground.

Creak!

Creak!

The sharp, piercing friction sound seemed to tear the world apart and shatter the surrounding silence.

It was a group of Flying Centipedes moving urgently. They were like white lightning bolts, rushing towards their target, but at this moment they stopped abruptly, their countless compound eyes fixed on the rapidly spreading sea of fire in front of them.

The raging flames leaped and danced, like the tongues of demons licking the air, while thick smoke billowed into the sky, filling the air with a pungent odor.

These Flying Centipedes hesitated before the sea of fire. From the churning heat, their keen senses detected a deadly threat. A life-threatening aura made them retreat, emitting a rustling sound.

They then quickly gathered together, layer upon layer, intertwining with each other.

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound rang out, its sound waves spreading outwards like tangible blades, causing ripples to appear in the air.

Hua Qiang's eyes widened, his mouth gaped open uncontrollably, and his face was full of astonishment and shock.

The Flying Centipedes began to merge as they twisted and turned wildly, their limbs intertwining and splicing together, their shells crackling as they continuously reformed and expanded.

In the blink of an eye, a giant centipede several meters tall appeared out of nowhere, blotting out the sky and casting a large shadow.

Its silvery-white back and two rows of huge wings slowly unfolded. With each flap, it was as if a storm was stirred up. The space behind it could not bear the burden and collapsed and shattered one after another, turning into nothingness.

The raging Xun Wind, carrying meteorites falling from the sky, hurtled towards Hua Qiang like cannonballs with a whistling force.

Hua Qiang's body twitched, dodging the attack.

He planted his feet firmly on the ground, took a deep breath, and continuously gathered the power in his body into his arms. The Thunderclap Saber he held tightly in his hands hummed, and lightning flashed on its body, like angry electric snakes crawling around.

His gaze was piercing, fixed on the giant centipede, facing the overwhelming pressure that pressed down like a mountain, his expression growing even more solemn.

The giant centipede gave him no chance to breathe, and launched the first attack. One of its forelimbs, as thick as a giant tree, carrying a foul stench and immense force, slammed down on Hua Qiang.

Hua Qiang shouted and swung his Thunderclap Saber, fiercely slashing at the attacking limbs.

In an instant, the lightning collided with the centipede's limbs, producing a deafening roar, and a blinding light burst forth, like a blazing sun exploding in the air.

Before it could retreat after its first attack, the giant centipede's other limbs swept and pierced from tricky angles, moving with lightning speed and ghostly agility.

Hua Qiang moved with the agility of a swallow, his Thunder Thunderclap Saber and parrying with each strike, crackling with electricity that crisscrossed in the air to form a net of electricity, neutralizing the centipede's repeated ferocious attacks.

However, the centipede's attack became increasingly ferocious. It raised its head and spewed out a jet of inky black poisonous mist. The mist spread, and wherever it passed, the vegetation withered instantly. It enveloped Hua Qiang with a strong corrosive effect.

Hua Qiang's eyes sharpened, and he circulated his internal True Qi, causing a layer of pale golden light to emanate from his body. The massive Black Tortoise Shield kept the poisonous mist at bay.

Then the fire dragon roared and burned all the poisonous mist away.

Hua Qiang seized the opportunity, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and leaped into the air, rushing towards the centipede's head like a cannonball.

The Thunderclap Blade was raised high above his head, gathering all his strength, and slashed down with unstoppable momentum. A bolt of lightning as thick as a water bucket shot out from the blade, striking the centipede's forehead.

Sensing a deadly crisis, the centipede frantically shook its head and flapped its wings wildly in an attempt to stop it.

The lightning and the centipede's resistance collided, and for a moment, light, storm, and roars intertwined, plunging the world into Chaos.

This strike sent the enormous centipede flying thousands of meters away, leaving a gaping, terrifying wound.

The injured giant Flying Centipedes was furious and flapped its wings again.

This entire world collapsed, the scene was like the end of the world.

Hua Qiang also felt immense pressure. His body flashed and disappeared, only to reappear atop the giant centipede's head, where he swung his large knife once more.

If one strike doesn't kill, then strike again.

This strike was as powerful as splitting the heavens!

Hua Qiang exerted all his strength; his muscles were taut, and his veins bulged like coiling dragons and snakes.

Every inch of its texture contains explosive power.

The long sword fell like Pangu's giant axe cleaving through Chaos, and a blinding flash of lightning instantly illuminated the dark world as bright as day.

This lightning was no ordinary bolt of electricity; it was as thick as an ancient Divine Pillar, with surging purple light and leaping electric arcs inside. Wherever it passed, the air was scorched and crackled, instantly ionized.

The centipede's hard, iron-like shell became as fragile as paper the instant it was touched by lightning.

With a loud "crack," as if the sky were shattering, the centipede's enormous body was once again cleaved and sent flying thousands of meters away.

The enormous wound was gruesome and terrifying, with charred and rolled edges. From the bloody mess, a fountain of eerie green viscous fluid gushed out, spraying large amounts of blood into the air, like a bloody rain, and a pungent stench filled the air.

The centipede's once-powerful aura, capable of stirring up storms, instantly weakened considerably, and its painful roars shook the earth.

The giant Flying Centipedes was completely enraged, its huge wings flapping wildly, each flap bringing up a black storm.

In the storm, boulders and trees were uprooted, swept up, and instantly turned to dust.

This world seemed to be made of paper, collapsing directly, mountains and rivers shattered, the earth shook violently, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Hua Qiang showed no fear, his eyes flashing with lightning that echoed the long sword in his hand.

He stomped his foot on the air with a loud "bang," the air exploded, and his body vanished in a flash.

The next moment, Hua Qiang's figure appeared once again atop the giant centipede's head like a ghost.

The Gale Force howled, threatening to tear people to shreds, but Hua Qiang remained as steady as a rock, raising his broadsword high, the lightning on the blade intensifying, the purple light winding as if to pierce the sky.

"Die!" Hua Qiang roared, his voice booming like a bell, echoing throughout the heavens and earth.

The broadsword, crackling with endless lightning, crashed down with overwhelming force.

This strike seemed to gather the might of heaven and earth.

With a loud "crack," the sound was even more deafening than before.

The centipede's mountain-like body was cleaved in two, the cut smooth from head to tail. Lightning bolts streaked along the crack, instantly turning the centipede's remains into charred remains.

The two halves of the body crashed to the ground, creating two bottomless craters, and snow mist rose into the sky, lingering for a long time.

Hua Qiang stood proudly in mid-air, his long sword pointing to the sky, lightning swirling around him, as if a war god had descended upon the world.