Chapter 636: Chapter 391 Star God Mighty_2
Zhao Sheng felt a chill surge through his heart as his Phase Shifting had unexpectedly failed, seemingly disrupted by so sort of space-ti fluctuation.
Although he did not consider his talent in Phase Shifting to be flawless, the fact that its weakness had been discovered so quickly was a surprise to him.
The Heavenly Dao Sect indeed lived up to its reputation as an age-old sect teeming with formidable mbers.
Zhao Sheng shuddered and imdiately popped a pre-prepared Three-Transformation Life Elixir into his mouth.
At that mont, his entire body was enveloped in an erald halo; the wound on his abdon quickly stopped bleeding and shrank, nurous buds of flesh intertwining rapidly as if alive, emitting a faint “hissing” sound, while his damaged liver, kidneys, and intestines visibly regenerated and healed at an incredible rate.
Shush, shush!
Two figures instantly landed on either side of Zhao Sheng, shielding him—it was none other than Elder Ma and Simu Zhen.
Not far away, Mu Gongyang’s figure blurred, and in an instant, he appeared ten yards away from Zhao Sheng, firing a dark light from under his sleeve, which disappeared in a flash.
Simu Zhen and Elder Ma were a mix of shock and anger, and by the ti they thought to use so thod to block the attack, it was too late.
In that instant, Zhao Sheng felt an intense pain at the point between his eyebrows, signaling the most dangerous mont of his life had arrived.
The dark light turned out to be another Slaughter Execution Arrow!
In this life-and-death crisis, a five-colored vortex suddenly appeared between Zhao Sheng’s eyebrows, within which five eerie and ghostly figures appeared.
In an instant, the vortex exerted an indescribable suppressive force; space solidified for a mont, and the unimaginably fast dark light actually slowed montarily.
Even so, the Slaughter Execution Arrow’s tip was already near Zhao Sheng’s forehead, yet the hit was not fully successful.
At the critical mont, Zhao Sheng barely turned into nothingness, allowing the Slaughter Execution Arrow to pass right through him.
The next instant, Zhao Sheng reappeared at the original spot, now bearing a bloody mark on his forehead.
Simu Zhen’s expression subtly changed, and looked incredulously at Zhao Sheng, as did Elder Ma standing beside him.
The three were so close, the Nascent Soul Ancestors could not have missed the scene that had just unfolded.
Only then did they realize why the Tian Dao Church had mobilized such forces, and why Zhao Changdu had also valued this man so highly—it was all because this person possessed the legendary Instant Teleportation Technique.
“Impudence!”
Before the thought could settle, Simu Zhen suddenly burst out angrily, and in a thought, a water mine about three yards in diater condensed out of thin air and shot instantly towards Mu Gongyang.
At the sa ti, a brilliant sword light slashed directly at his Six Yang Heads.
Mu Gongyang’s eyes flashed with hatred, and he quickly retreated.
Humm, humm!
At this ti, the light shield of the Floating Fortress’s defensive array finally erupted in full force, rapidly revealing three layers of Array Light Shields enveloping the entire fortress, each layer at least ten yards thick, appearing robust and highly defensive.
At that mont above the fortress, clusters of yellow light exploded like giant rocks, continuing to burst densely, causing a ceaseless thunderous rumble resembling moving mountains, creating grayish hurricanes in the void. Countless huge Wind Blades and yellow lights collided fiercely, causing shockwaves to ripple outward in all directions, distorting the void wherever they passed.
Two hundred yards away from the Floating Fortress, Mu Gongyang stood expressionless and did not make any further moves; he just coldly observed Zhao Sheng on the deck.
A dark light drilled through the void and landed before Mu Gongyang, transforming into a crude black wooden arrow, which he then tucked away with a sweep of his sleeve.
It was only then that Li Daoheng flew close to stand shoulder to shoulder with Mu Gongyang, his face filled with resentnt and frustration.
“With the cultivation of the Golden Core Realm, to receive the full-blown strike from the Nascent Soul Realm one after another, you are indeed the first person I’ve seen do this. But fate has its eyes, you will not escape,” said Mu Gongyang, his face revealing a mix of complex emotions yet speaking with a note of gravity.
Zhao Sheng heard this, a bitter smile crossed his face, and just as he was about to say sothing more, suddenly the skin at the center of his forehead burst open, and his sturdy skull cracked open with dense fissures.
His body swayed involuntarily, and his energy greatly declined.
Having narrowly escaped death ti and again, such escapes were not without a price—the price was that Zhao Sheng had suffered consecutive heavy injuries, his spirit nearly exhausted, and his Primordial Qi severely damaged.
Zhao Sheng steadied himself, smiled slightly at Mu Gongyang and his companion, and silently mouthed three words: “I… won!”
Mu Gongyang’s expression turned fierce, but in the next instant, his face dramatically changed.
With a loud “crack,” two clusters of yellow light fell from the sky.
Mu Gongyang’s body burst into a blaze of Thunder Light, crackling as he turned into Electric Light and escaped a hundred yards in an instant.
Li Daoheng wasn’t as alert, only feeling a sudden stiffness throughout his body, a flash of yellow light on both sides, and an arm fell from his shoulder, leaving him chilled.
This naturally gave Li Daoheng a great shock, and with an angry roar, his body burst into nurous fierce sword lights. After piercing through the yellow light’s confinent, he instantly tunneled away in a flash of light.
The arm that was severed then burst open with a loud bang, turning into nothingness.
At the sa ti, Zhao Changdu descended from the sky with a murderous aura, flashed through the Floating Fortress, and landed on the deck, turning his gaze upwards.
Xiao Fengfeng appeared a step too late, and seeing her side at a disadvantage, she couldn’t help but frown fiercely, her eyes harshly staring at Zhao Changdu.
“To think you would sneak attack the younger generation! You, Zhao Changdu, have truly lost all sha. Are you trying to break the rules?”
“Ha, this old man was rely teaching him a lesson, giving him a taste of bullying by the mighty. Besides, I didn’t take his life; that doesn’t count as breaking the rules, right?” Zhao Changdu replied nonchalantly.
The so-called rules actually refer to a tacit agreent where Late-stage Nascent Souls and above Cultivators are not allowed to attack those below the Middle-stage Nascent Soul arbitrarily during war, and conflicts must only be engaged by those of the sa level.
As the two Late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators ceased clashing, the situation on the battlefield gradually beca clear.
The Tianzhu Realm’s defense formation was set, many Flying Magical Treasures gathered within tens of miles, nurous Spirit Stone Cannons unleashed their might, emitting astonishing columns of light that danced across the sky, causing the forces from the Netherworld to continuously dodge.
At first glance, it appeared as if a giant hedgehog covered in spines had been added to the sky, slowly moving toward the vortex of the Star Gate above.
At this ti, the Netherworld seed like a large net spreading out on all sides, trapping the enemy in the center, yet unable to prevent the opponent from retreating back to their realm.
Seeing the space-ti vortex gradually approaching, Zhao Sheng felt relieved.
Just as a small part of the Floating Fortress entered the vortex, it was Zhao Sheng’s fortress’s turn when a sudden change occurred!
Zhao Sheng’s spirit was severely shaken as he saw the boundless Heavenly Curtain behind the space-ti vortex suddenly transform into an endless Blood Sea, from which an unimaginable Heavenly Might descended.
At the sa ti, a face with narrow, emotionless eyes quickly erged from the Blood Sea.
This face was imnsely vast, covering the entire sky as if the heavens themselves had descended upon the world.
Everyone on the battlefield was extrely shocked, their spirits captivated.
People like Zhao Sheng, Zhao Changdu, and Xiao Fengfeng instantly realized that the Blood God, who had usurped the Heavenly Dao, had now descended.
At this mont, the vast majority of Cultivators in the Netherworld, upon seeing the Blood Face, imdiately knelt down and instinctively bowed repeatedly.
In contrast, those from the Tianzhu Realm showed horrified and desperate expressions.
Zhao Sheng couldn’t help but show a bitter smile on his face.
“Man’s plans are inferior to those of heaven”, he had rely wanted to steal a fragnt of the Heavenly Dao, yet it resulted in the Blood God personally appearing, seeming like he could not escape his fate now.
At that mont, the narrow eyes of the gigantic blood face slightly writhed, as if trying to open.
But then, another change occurred!
Boom! Boom!
The sky suddenly changed as thunderous roars blasted from the void.
The sea, spanning tens of thousands of miles, suddenly lifted in imasurable waves, and at the sa ti, an unimaginable force of spiritual power rose from the sea, as if the sea had “co to life” at that mont.
Or perhaps so great consciousness had “gotten angry”.
The next instant, the endless Blood Sea in the sky rapidly shrank, and the Heavenly Dao Blood Face, almost human-like, showed an expression akin to anger.
“Impostor, begone!”
At that mont, a cold and indifferent voice simultaneously transmitted into everyone’s minds.
With the word “begone”, Heaven and Earth trembled, an unimaginable power surged forth as if a “brush” wipe_cleaning the sky, effortlessly erasing the Blood Sea and even expelling the Heavenly Dao Blood God.
Star God mighty!
No sooner had this thought erged, Zhao Sheng felt an imnse suction force coming from above.
The next instant, his body lightened, and his vision darkened; he abruptly fell through space-ti along with the Floating Fortress.
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