Chapter 1259: Chapter 645: Peak Dead Bone! (4K)_2
It is a technique Law Realm cannot match!
“Whirl~!”
Golden Burning Sky Flas crossed the space in the blink of an eye, descending towards Dead Bone.
In that instant,
the surrounding space distorted, solidifying under the heat of the Burning Sky Flas like solidified candle wax, making the entire space extrely robust and confining everything within it.
That naturally included Dead Bone.
Even before the golden flas fell, the solidified space alone sufficed to trap many Law Realm beings, who might lose their lives right away in the twisted and hardened space.
This is the terror of a real Saint Realm being!
The Saint Realm technique unleashed by the Disaster Fear Dominator was mostly directly endured by Sword Lord Liushi at the ti, making this fearful Saint Realm existence seem less formidable.
However, now facing it directly, Dead Bone truly understood what Saint Realm was.
The flesh giant Duo Lai was battling also possessed Saint Realm combat power, but the malford flesh creature only had a degraded conceptual strength of almost reaching the Third Realm, a lesser Conceptual Saint Body, and did not master the true Legendary Power.
Compared with a true Saint Realm existence, the difference was more than slight.
At that mont,
Dead Bone did not struggle. Around him, the projection of Wraith Sacred Mountain… no, the Earthly Netherworld, instantly appeared.
Standing within the three-dinsional space opened by the projection, he raised his arm high.
The next mont, inside the illusion-like Earthly Netherworld, towering Bone Towers shot out thousands, tens of thousands of bone arrows rapidly.
These bone arrows, white as jade all over, would cause a soul-deep tremor to anyone who faced or stared at them directly, even causing them to fall into desolation after a re glance or two.
Arrows of the Wither King Bone!
Unbreakable, and deadly upon touch.
Yet these formidable King’s Bone arrows could only leave a tiny, insignificant black spot on the descending golden flas, quickly extinguished without leaving any residue of conceptual power.
When thousands, tens of thousands of King’s Bone arrows were expended, half of the golden flas still remained, falling one by one.
At that mont,
“Slash—!”
Dead Bone unexpectedly drew his sword.
His old friend, the Sword of Death Lant, which had accompanied him for countless years.
On the pitch-black great sword, a brilliant golden light circulated, displaying the King’s Might.
Epic Skill: King’s Might – Manifestation – Entangle!
At the sa ti,
On Dead Bone’s forehead, a mysterious, extraordinary mark, legitimizing the highest truth of heaven and earth, the Root Imprint of Death, also appeared.
“Slash—!”
Countless sword lights intertwined.
Gold and black lights, two types of Legendary Power collided.
The golden flas, which could burn the world, seed like they were blown through by a hurricane, rapidly weakening and ultimately extinguished completely.
Death Lant – Absolute Decline Power!
This Absolute Decline was originally only effective against directly hit enemies, causing their basic three-dinsional attributes to decline at an absolute rate, and such decline could accumulate continuously.
However, Dead Bone’s understanding of death concepts had long since entered the Third Realm.
In this realm, concepts can interfere with concepts, including tangible things such as flas!
But the essence is still…
The strength of concepts!
If in the First and Second Realm, collisions of conceptual power might face situations like type suppression and thod suppression, the collision in the Third Realm is essentially big fish eating small fish.
Strong is strong, weak is weak!
And the Decline slashed by Dead Bone, the Sword of Death, was stronger than the Burning Sky golden flas!
“Is this truly Law Realm?!!”
Burning Sky flas were the only Legendary Power wielded by Burning Sky Monarch.
Naturally, this concept was also his primary and strongest pursuit.
When he ascended to the Saint Realm, this concept naturally elevated to the Third Realm according to the Heaven and Earth Rules.
Yet, even so, did the golden flas lose in a direct clash?
“This Black Armor Law Realm being is indeed the rightful heir of the old Undead Empire, his being a Legendary Life is not surprising.”
“Legendary Life wields Legendary Power enough to match ours, a Saint Realm concept power refined, deduced, and ascended from ours.”
“But, what about conceptual realm?”
“A Law Realm Undead not only reaches the Third Realm in conceptual attainnt but is also slightly stronger than ?”
Is this reasonable?
Is this cheating?
“This Undead must not be spared!”
The Burning Sky Monarch was still confident.
With a re thought, strands of Burning Sky golden flas were once again sculpted into existence, and this ti, the Monarch utilized even more power from his Concept Saint Body.
An entire boundless sea of flas blazed furiously.
This was his confidence!
He possessed a Concept Saint Body, capable of continuously unleashing Saint Realm Great Force. In contrast, how many tis could this young king exert his Legendary Power?
Moreover, if his golden flas hit even once, the incendiary force contained within was enough to reduce this Undead to ashes in an instant – from body, to God Soul, to consciousness, all incinerated utterly.
Combined with the Grand Blocking of the Abyss, he was even confident that he could erase this young king completely at a conceptual level, cutting off any possibility of resurrection.
On the other hand, his margin for error was infinite.
Even if he allowed this young king to strike him without defending, how much of his Concept Saint Body could possibly be annihilated?
At this ti,
the golden flas raining down on Dead Bone were still only a few dozen clusters, but more and more golden flas were forming and steaming in the distance.
Dead Bone turned the Earthly Netherworld into a boat, slashing at the flas now and then, dodging at other tis.
As it dodged, more and more space around was occupied by the Burning Sky golden flas.
He was still at a disadvantage.
And,
“Swish—”
Dead Bone seized an opportunity, a deathly Sword Light thousands of ters long slashed down, leaving a black rift-like trace above the sea of flas in the Azure Sky.
The black rift was vast and narrow, yet compared to the imnse sea of flas, it was just an insignificant speck.
Dead Bone’s attack ceiling might not be low, but the quantity it contained was far too ager compared to the majestic Concept Saint Body.
Perhaps,
it would need to strike thousands, tens of thousands of Sword Lights to truly damage this Saint Realm terrifying existence.
But the Burning Sky Monarch wouldn’t give him such an opportunity.
…
At this ti,
the entire Undead Army was also in decline.
Sario had been killed three tis by an opposing Peak Duke. He kept resurrecting with the power of the Dragon of Death, but he was in a dismal state.
The surge of the Undead was completely blocked; if not for the drifting Death Aura that kept reviving the fallen undead, this surge would have long been damaged.
But in the long run, defeat was just a matter of ti.
“Boss, save !”
As soon as these words were spoken, the surge of the Undead began to buzz, as if it were resonating with a force from a very distant shore.
However, no Great Force descended.
Instead…
The fighting, charging undead all paused at once, and right afterwards, the entire surge of the Undead turned into real waters or black mist, moving at a speed that breached spaces towards that distant shore.
In an instant, it was about to disappear from view.
Sario: “???”
Sario: “Wait, I haven’t boarded yet!”
A wisp of black mist drifted down and enveloped him.
With a whoosh, Sario plunged into the sea of mist.
Before the Law Realm Dukes could react, or even if they did react but couldn’t catch up, the sea of black mist followed a certain Great Power connection and in an instant…
Returned!
Billions of undead, derived from the Wáng Líng Zāi Xī (Necrotic Plague Breath), were each an individual but also a part of the undead power.
Divisible, aggregable.
When gathered, they ford the Peak Dead Bone.
Around Dead Bone, the tide of black mist erged from nowhere.
In a blink, it expanded to hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands of miles.
Within the mist tide, billions upon billions of undead surged.
Like a tide, it washed over the clusters of golden flas previously spread across this heaven and earth.
Like a flood hitting tiny flas, with a re hiss, the Burning Sky’s golden flas were extinguished, unable to sustain even a flicker of light.
With its montum unabated, the black mist tide surged upward, rushing towards the sea of flas spread over the abyss, blocking the exit and the Azure Sky.
In this mont, the boundless sea of flas also dimd.
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