Boom!
The City God Statue's right foot heavily stomped on the ground.
The spot where it landed instantly caved in, the rock tiles spread across the surface all around were lifted up, shooting out in all directions like cannonballs.
The entire great hall trembled violently!
At this very mont, Wang Chen was darting backward towards the outside of the hall.
His palms involuntarily trembled, and fine cracks appeared on the surface of his skin; although no blood seeped out, his muscles and bones were already damaged.
This was the consequence of Wang Chen using his hands to forcefully catch the City God Statue's giant mace!
The power of this statue had actually surpassed the limit that his body of Vajra Invulnerability could bear, and if repeated, the base of his palms would certainly burst open, and breaking both hands was also possible.
Without a doubt, this big fellow was the strongest opponent that Wang Chen had ever encountered!
Under such circumstances, Wang Chen decisively gave up on the idea of close combat and prepared to create distance and deal with it using his Flying Sword.
However, in the next mont, his back hit an indestructible iron wall.
Thump!
Wang Chen's complexion imdiately changed.
The City God Temple's doors had closed silently at so point, and an invisible force had shrouded the entire great hall, forming a sealed prison!
The feeling that ca from his back was extrely solid and heavy, certainly not sothing that could be broken through in just a couple of attempts!
It was obvious that the City God Statue had just demonstrated so kind of divine ability, transforming the Divine Temple into an arena.
An arena for a fight to the death!
Leaning against the door, he slid to the ground.
There was no escape!
If it were under normal circumstances, Wang Chen was one hundred percent certain he could get out, as his Shrinking Ground into Inches had already been cultivated to a very high realm, allowing him to instantly travel hundreds of steps once activated.
But the special environnt of the Nine Dragons Land Palace restricted the manifestation of this spell.
Just a tiny bit off in timing and distance, and Wang Chen was trapped in this prison.
To fight to the death with this huge City God Statue in front of him.
This City God Statue was neither a monster nor an Evil Wraith, harboring no trace of evil aura or blood savagery.
This ant that the Heaven-Ensnaring Punisher Net was useless against it.
Wang Chen speculated that it was likely a Puppet chanism placed here by the Ancient Immortal Sect that built the Nine Dragons Land Palace, which he had sohow accidentally activated, forcing him to face a boss battle.
The mont his feet touched the ground, Wang Chen completely cald down.
He was neither anxious nor regretful, his eyes fixed on the City God Statue striding toward him as he suddenly unleashed the Red Nether Sword on his back.
Clang!
This premium Spirit Sword was unsheathed in an instant, carrying searing flas and rumbling thunder, it shot from below towards the head of the City God Statue.
Despite the huge size of the City God Statue, its reaction was not slow at all; it instantly raised the giant mace in its hand.
Positioning it in front of its own face.
Hisss~
As the Flying Sword struck the mace, thousands of sparks exploded, producing a grating friction sound.
It was unknown what material the City God Statue's weapon was made of, but even with the sharpness of a premium Spirit Sword and the concentration of ninety percent of Wang Chen's Mana, it only penetrated an inch into the mace, unable to go any deeper.
Crack!
The City God Statue swiped with its enormous palm, violently slapping away the Red Nether Sword.
The heavily struck Spirit Sword let out a mournful tremble, its Sword Light dimming by a third, clearly suffering so damage.
Seeing the bad turn of events, Wang Chen imdiately recalled the Flying Sword.
He had refined the Red Nether Sword for a long ti and had developed a link with his Divine Soul, making it as easy to control as his own limb, able to be manipulated effortlessly even from a great distance.
Hence, he was very familiar with the state of the Flying Sword.
The power of the City God Statue was too strong, so strong that even his Vajra Invulnerability couldn't withstand it.
Nor could the Red Nether Sword take it head-on.
To avoid any mishaps, Wang Chen directly put this Spirit Sword into the Suru Ring.
What to do?
Having lost his strongest weapon, how could he deal with such a formidable opponent?
Yet the City God Statue didn't give Wang Chen any ti to think of tactics, raising the Giant Mace and smashing it down toward him.
A dull yellow glow emanated from the mace!
Wang Chen suddenly felt as though the space around him had solidified, trapped within it he was pressed down by an invisible force, a slight sluggishness appearing in the circulation of his mana.
Although the City God Statue's Giant Mace descended slowly, it brought with it an unstoppable might, bearing down on him!
If this strike were to connect, even if Wang Chen had the Heavy Light Shield Armor enhancing him, he feared he wouldn't escape unscathed.
"Break!"
At the critical mont, Wang Chen spread his arms and suddenly shook them, all the joints in his body crackling in unison.
A faint golden light suddenly shone from his body, his stature instantly grew almost a foot, and his fra expanded significantly.
Behind Wang Chen, the visage of a Heavenly Dragon Dharma Aspect, baring fangs and brandishing claws, abruptly materialized!
This was the characteristic of the Heavenly Dragon Vajra thod being stimulated to its extre, and his Soul Strength also soared to its peak.
The next mont, Wang Chen broke free from the grip of gravity, and like a bolt of lightning, rushed toward the City God Statue.
He skimd through between its legs.
Boom!
The City God Giant Mace heavily struck the ground, creating a terrifyingly large pit.
However, Wang Chen, who had already rushed past the City God Statue, didn't widen the distance between them. Instead, he suddenly halted and slamd both palms down onto the ground.
Petrify to Mud!
Wang Chen's Mudstone Technique had already been cultivated to the level of Great Perfection; relying on this Qi Cultivation-level spell, he had previously dug out hundreds of miles of secret tunnels and several dozen secret chambers.
His experience in casting was extrely rich, and his understanding and control of the spell had reached a pinnacle level.
Wang Chen poured ten out of ten parts of his mana into this spell.
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The floor of the City God Temple was paved with rock slabs each ten feet square, very hard and firm.
And considerably thick as well.
However, under Wang Chen's Mudstone Technique, a large area of rocky ground turned into soft mud that could be molded at will in the blink of an eye.
It wasn't just the surface; Wang Chen's mana infiltrated dozens of feet underground, creating a gigantic pit of mud.
With the City God Statue exceeding seven zhang in height and being extrely massive, its weight naturally went without saying. It uncontrollably sank into the mud, buried up to above its waist in an instant.
Although it was a Puppet chanism, it apparently had a degree of combat intelligence. A yellow glow continuously flashed from its body, and the surrounding soft mud imdiately re-hardened and beca firm once again.
The City God Statue, with one arm propping against the ground, attempted to rise.
But Wang Chen, having just trapped it with great effort, how could he allow it to break free easily.
He suddenly leapt up and extended his palms, striking down on the City God Statue's head.
Petrify to Mud was once again active!
If it couldn't be smashed, then lt it away; the Mudstone Technique might be just a minor Qi Cultivation-level spell, but when used on a specific target, it could display miraculous effectiveness.
Wang Chen didn't know if such ans would resolve the City God Statue.
But he had to gamble!
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