Slowing Technique?
More than half of it is still underwater.
Hiss--
Su Zhan gasped in shock.
It was as if a huge gulp of air had been sucked away by that Demon Whale's breath.
The ruins beneath Su Zhan's feet began to slide under the swirling air currents.
He steadied himself and stared at the eight dark red vertical pupils.
The aura of a Martial Emperor at the third level pressed down, completely on a different level than the pressure released by the Sect Master earlier. Su Zhan's knees bent again—this time, the new form of the Immovable Wisdom King Wall, "Wisdom King Armor Skin," pushed back the pressure, but the muscles in his legs began to ache under the intense confrontation.
"Not your battle pet?" Su Zhan shouted to the Sect Master in the distance.
The Sect Master neither mounted it nor stood on the Demon Whale. He remained in his original position, his hands forming a mudra.
"Not a pet." The Sect Master's voice drifted on the wind. "It's Weapons."
Su Zhan's three thousand silk threads swept across the surface of the Demon Whale's body in an instant.
The feedback left Shadow Thousand Silk Lock in silence for several breaths.
[Shadow Thousand Silk Lock]: Boss... this thing has no soul.
What does """ mean?
[Shadow Thousand Silk Lock]: It works on the same principle as the three golems. At its core, it is an energy-driven Puppet. It has no independent consciousness, and all its actions are controlled by the Sect Master's will.
[Shadow Thousand Silk Lock]: But its energy core is at least a hundred times stronger than that of the three golems. Deep within its abdominal cavity is a dark red core with a diameter of ten zhang. The energy stored in that core is close to the peak of the third level of Martial Emperor.
Su Zhan's mind raced.
Puppet- type Weapons. It has no soul. All its actions are controlled by the Sect Master.
Just like the three demonic statues in the Mustard Seed Grotto-Heaven.
How were those three golems dealt with again?
Block the pipes. Deliver poison grenades. Prevent suicide bombing.
The same logic applies—magnify it a hundredfold.
"Can the poison bullets still be used?" Su Zhan asked in his Sea of Consciousness.
[The Myriad Poisons Divine Farmer's Canon]: It can be used. But if you want to send it in, you have to make a hole in that thing first. Its carapace is much harder than the Obsidian of those golems, and Ordinary Grade attacks can't penetrate it.
[Nine Heavens Divine Lightning]: Even if it pierces the outer shell, there's still an inner energy shield. At my current output, it would take at least thirty breaths of continuous output to penetrate the shield. Thirty breaths—enough for it to smash us into mincemeat seven or eight times.
Su Zhan looked at the Demon Whale, then at the Sect Master controlling it in the distance.
The Sect Master finished forming the hand seals.
All eight vertical pupils of the Demon Whale glowed red.
It moved.
A gigantic, tentacle-like limb emerged from beneath the sea, blotting out the sky as it slammed down upon Su Zhan.
The tentacle was over thirty feet in diameter. The wind pressure from its strike had already blown away all the ruins beneath their feet.
Su Zhan's figure transformed into lightning and bounced away.
Boom!
The tentacles slammed onto the ground of the Main Altar.
The entire area—a radius of 500 zhang (approximately Dark River meters)—was completely smashed to pieces.
The destructive power of a single strike already exceeded the total amount of damage Su Zhan had taken in half a quarter of an hour.
Su Zhan hovered in the air a hundred feet away, looking at the area that had been turned into a huge crater.
"That's way too violent."
A second tentacle followed.
Su Zhan flashed again.
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Dozens of tentacles of the Demon Whale began to dance simultaneously, obscuring half the sky. The enormous black shadow swirled and crisscrossed above the sea, each fall accompanied by a deafening roar.
Su Zhan weaved through the gaps in the tentacles, pushing the limits of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Third Dragon Rank's ultimate flash technique to its extreme.
But he discovered a problem during the dodge.
The tentacles' attacks are not entirely physical.
The tip of each tentacle was enveloped in a layer of dark red light of Principle. When that light touched the space around Su Zhan, it created a "dragging" effect—pulling down his movement speed.
"Slowdown spell?"
[Nine Heavens Divine Lightning]: This is interference with the Spatial Principle. Its tentacles are locally modifying spatial parameters, increasing our resistance to movement. With the current intensity of the interference, my Limit Flash efficiency will gradually decrease.
Su Zhan gritted his teeth.
He had to find a way to break through the shell and energy shield in a short time and get the poison bomb inside.