Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast Chapter 1334 - 1334 513 Jack Clarks Marriage Alliance Innate

Chapter 1334: Chapter 513: Jack Clark’s Marriage Alliance, Innate Divine Holy_3 Chapter 1334: Chapter 513: Jack Clark’s Marriage Alliance, Innate Divine Holy_3 “`

Boom!

Just as Jack Clark approached within a thousand kiloters of the fleet, the King presiding over the rear aboard Battleship No. 13 felt a powerful oppressive force bearing down on him head-on.

The sky filled with a seven-colored radiance, rapidly closing in on the fleet, and the imnse invisible pressure intensified, rolling up a white wave as a raging wind swept through Heaven and Earth.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!

Shadows flickered aboard Battleship No. 13, as all the High-Ranking Powerhouses were alerted, their expressions grave as they watched the overwhelming seven-colored glow engulfing the heavens.

One of the late-stage Ninth Heaven experts spoke in a deep voice, “Everyone, be careful!”

“What’s going on, is a strong enemy attacking?”

While the high-level cultivators and ordinary soldiers on the few vessels behind were growing restless due to the increasingly terrifying pressure, a majestic voice erged.

“There’s no need to panic, the newcor is not an enemy.”

With that, a figure flashed above the battleship, the Sky-splitting Golden Sword’s silhouette appeared who had been presiding over the 30th Army Group and had also joined this expedition, looking into the distance.

With King Cyril’s reassurance, the cultivators on the battleship relaxed. It was good news that it wasn’t an enemy.

“This Aura feels so familiar.” Standing firm amidst the gale, Damon Lopes’s Daoist robe fluttered with a calamitous sound, and his face showed an expression of sheer annoyance.

Because he knew who had returned.

At that mont, the entire sky’s radiance extended to Battleship No. 13, and within the seven-colored glow, a young man with black hair cascading over his shoulders appeared, a circle of golden halos revolving behind him, radiating an aura of divine nobility.

Looking at Jack Clark, who had returned stepping on a seven-colored cloud, King Cyril was taken aback, “Jack Clark, what’s with the aura around you?”

Jack Clark replied sowhat helplessly, “I apologize, Senior Cyril, I didn’t want to alarm everyone, but my True Body is still in the midst of a breakthrough and can’t contain the aura.”

“No worries, as long as there’s no issue with your cultivation, that’s fine. And you look pretty good now, hahaha…” King Cyril couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Jack Clark currently resembled a glowing bulb, shining wherever he went, completely contrasting with his usually steady and low-profile nature.

“I’m glad you understand, Senior.” Jack Clark then looked down, his gaze landing on Damon Lopes.

“Mr. Lopes, it’s good that you’re here. I have sothing for you.” As he spoke, Jack moved as though he was blending into the light, silently appearing before Damon Lopes.

Damon Lopes exclaid with so admiration, “You’re truly unique, Brother Callum, making such distinctive entrances every ti.”

“This is totally accidental.” Jack sighed.

Then Jack Clark took out a Golden Crystal Stone, “Mr. Lopes, this is an Ancient Technique I ca across by chance, called the Purple Thunder War Body.”

“Purple Thunder War Body! Could it be…?” Damon Lopes’s eyes widened, followed by a surge of excitent.

Jack Clark smiled and nodded, “Yes, the very one you’re thinking of, inherited from the Thunder Monarch, is the exact opposite of the Thunder Prison True Body you obtained.”

“If you can integrate it with your Thunder Prison True Body upon full mastery and combine it with the Innate Thunderbolt you command, breaking through to grasp the higher-order thunder rule should pose no problem when you ascend to Mythical status.”

Damon Lopes took the Golden Crystal Stone with evident excitent, “Brother Callum, I can’t thank you enough. From now on, I’ll be your loyal wingman, ready to back you up anyti you need to show off.”

“By the way, Brother Callum, I’ve t quite a few beauties on the battleship recently, so of whom are only slightly less impressive than Sister Ilisa. Would you like to introduce them to you?”

Too excited, Damon Lopes was almost speaking nonsense.

“Cough!… Keep the beauties to yourself for chatting, I’m not interested. As for showing off…better not to bother, I’m leaving now.”

Jack Clark shook his head, too lazy to bother with the guy.

It was indeed pleasant to be celebrated like a sage before others, but it seed he had never deliberately shown off before. The guy made it sound like he was showing off all the ti.

But there was Damon Lopes, who was already a Nine Layers cultivator, and his hobby hadn’t changed over ti, even making friends with beautiful female friends aboard the expedition battleship.

Jack Clark wondered if any of the beauties had sent him photos; he might take the opportunity to enjoy them together soti.

Deep in thought, Jack Clark was bathed in the seven-colored glow, with golden halos revolving behind him, looking like a deity returned from ancient tis as he flew over each battleship.

Instantly, exclamations erupted from below, as countless cultivators looked up in excitent.

“It’s the Divine Martial Throne.”

“Such a powerful aura; just flying overhead makes tremble all over. Truly befitting of our Monarch.”

“Our Monarch looks so handso.”

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