Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast Chapter 501 - 244: Fighting the Level 9 Demon Ape

Chapter 501: Chapter 244: Fighting the Level 9 Demon Ape

On May 4th, Clyde entered the small country of Elbia and challenged the Second-tier Martial High of the capital.

In this battle, he successively defeated five Sixth Heavenly Layer experts and the fully beast-transford head instructor at the early stage of the Seventh Layer. Not a single person could withstand one move under the might of the Destruction Fist Intent.

On May 6th, Clyde traveled through Elbia to enter Gunardo and challenged the First Martial Hall of the border city, which was also Gunardo’s largest martial arts hall headquarters.

This battle was broadcasted live by the local television station.

In one fight, none of the late period Sixth Layer and peak masters could withstand a single punch, and the mid-stage Seventh Layer hall master was defeated in three moves, increasing Clyde’s montum considerably.

May 8th.

In a temporary recording studio on the tenth floor of the hotel, Mathilda Ward had recovered quite a bit and was recording a new song. Outside, the bald middle-aged recording engineer and the assistant were busy.

Next to them, Jack Clark, as always, wore a black suit and a white shirt, his face hidden behind sunglasses, sitting on a single sofa, quietly reading a ‘book’.

Inside the void of the secret space, a thirty-ter-tall figure stood tall. At this mont, the Combat Divine Body was almost in its complete form, wearing black-red Dragon Scales battle armor, holding a halberd in both hands, with four arms positioned behind its back, fingers knotted in seals. Additionally, with four slowly revolving halos behind its head, it looked like a Combat Light King, arms knotted in seals as if holding up an entire world, majestic and sacred.

The battle body now felt different from the earlier illusory sensation, filled with a sense of ‘reality,’ as if it were an actual ‘person’ in existence.

At present, the battle body only had so minor conflicts among the runes inside the body. Jack felt that after probably another hundred or so more deductions, he could resolve it in about two or three days.

As for the seals ford by those four extra arms, they were deliberately posed by Jack for aesthetic purposes; he felt it made the True Martial phantom look better when making an appearance.

With this step, his creation of the True Martial Secret Canon was almost complete.

Although he had only deduced up to the Seventh Layer, the foundation and outline were robust, so once he made a breakthrough into the Seventh Layer, deducing the Eighth Layer would be swift.

At that ti, making a breakthrough through one layer per month should be no problem.

Possibly by August of this year, he could break through to the Ninth Heavens, and in total, his cultivation ti would be less than a year, slightly faster than Jonathan Walker’s one year to the Ninth Heavens.

Thinking of this, the corners of Jack’s mouth couldn’t help but curve upwards slightly.

This scene suddenly made the little assistant stare in awe.

It couldn’t be helped, he was just too handso.

Plus, with the title of God Slayer, all the won in these entertainnt groups looked at Jack as if he had an aura about him, shining brightly in their eyes.

That’s why Jack seldom went downstairs during this ti. Every ti he did, the gazes of the female backup dancers and secretaries from the concert teams were as if they wanted to devour him.

This kind of situation always made Damon Lopes very envious.

Even he, an Innate Awakened One, didn’t receive such treatnt. Those won only wanted to sleep with him, to taste the flavor of an Innate Awakened One, not because they ‘liked him’.

At this mont, the bald recording engineer said sourly, “Miss Jodie, stop looking. Even if you keep staring, he won’t fancy you. He’s a man who has slain a ‘god’.”

lhe beautiful assistant chuckled, “I know, so I’m taking advantage of this opportunity to look more while I can, otherwise, I won’t have the chance later.” After saying this, the pretty assistant continued to gaze at Jack with a twinkling, unabashed desire in her eyes.

At the sa ti, as Mathilda Ward’s body recovered, Crystal Boyce announced to the outer world that the final concert in Mason will be on May 20th.

In the Water and Fire World, at the mouth of the volcano, scorching magma roiled.

Boom!

The magma suddenly exploded, and a gigantic, ferocious black-red dragon head erged, the dark red magma burning with flas, trickling down through the gaps in the scale armor.

On either side of the dragon head, three pairs of red feather horns studded with sharp spikes burned with flas, forming a golden crown, making the Thunderfla Emperor Beast appear both majestic and domineering.

Taking heavy steps, the Thunderfla Emperor Beast stood up with a thunderous noise, large amounts of magma pouring off its body, forming cascades of fiery waterfalls.

After a week of ‘Closed-door Cultivation,’ where it focused on condensing force field runes, the Thunderfla Emperor Beast also absorbed a massive amount of the volcano’s intense energy, making its aura even more oppressively heavy. At this ti, its right claw was engraved with a hundred force field constraint runes. With over a hundred Basic Runes layered together, the power to bind the force field had almost doubled compared to before.

As for how much it could compress and how much intensity of the Golden Fla and Thunder energy it could condense, only battle would tell.

Boom! The stones around the volcano mouth shattered as a nearly hundred-ter-long black-red Colossal Beast leaped hundreds of ters into the air and ferociously smashed into the Lava Lake below.

Imdiately, millions of tons of Scorching Magma were tossed in all directions, forming a teoric fire rain that covered a thousand-ter range, causing the Lava Lake to keep churning tumultuously.

The Thunderfla Emperor Beast stood up on its hind legs, half-subrged in magma, and ca in front of the Purple Dragon Egg.

As soon as the black-red Beast gently clasped the Purple Dragon Egg within its claw, the egg trembled slightly, emitting a faint sense of joy and anticipation. “Roar! This ti I can give you a little.” With a low growl, Life Energy from the Thunderfla Emperor Beast’s depths gathered in its claw, enveloping the Purple Dragon Egg.

Suddenly, a powerful suction emanated from within the egg, like a parched desert voraciously absorbing life force of a comparable level.

However, after the Purple Dragon Egg absorbed roughly the equivalent of half a portion of Essence Blood, the Thunderfla Emperor Beast dispersed its Life Energy.

But the Purple Dragon Egg clearly wasn’t satisfied yet, sending out a strong and persistent desire to want more.

“Roar! No, you can’t eat too much at once. That’s enough for today,” the Thunderfla Emperor Beast refused resolutely..