In an instant, the hole in the traveler’s chest had disappeared, becoming perfectly intact without even a trace of damage.
This is the terrifying aspect of the chanical Race, their healing abilities are even more fearso than those of human Martial Artists.
Moreover, even if they lose any part of their body, it can be perfectly restored, sothing humans cannot match.
After all, the entire body of the chanical Race is made of tal.
Especially those who reach the Saint level, their bodies beco even more terrifying.
The traveler was injured by Ye Qiu, partly because he underestimated his opponent, and partly because Ye Qiu’s attack power was indeed overwhelmingly strong.
In a flash, the traveler’s deanor changed, his body also underwent a transformation, starting to emit steam, and his skin beca shiny as if a layer of oil had been applied.
This change reflects the chanical Race’s way of enhancing their bodies and shows the traveler using his true strength.
He started taking Ye Qiu seriously.
Since Ye Qiu was able to use the Primordial Qi to pierce through his body, the traveler had no reason not to take this opponent seriously.
Moreover, Ye Qiu was determined to eliminate him first, preferring to endure attacks from the Saint Heir and the Stone Demon Lord, indicating a firm resolve to kill him.
If he continued to be careless, he would be in danger.
The traveler was invited by the Saint Heir and was acting in exchange for the Primordial Qi. Initially, he intended to target Ye Qiu but expected the Saint Heir and the Stone Demon Lord to mainly take action. He intended to play a supporting role but now realized he had to take it seriously.
Ye Qiu indeed had the power to kill him.
Whoosh.
The traveler intended to return the previous strike, disappearing like lightning and in the next instant, colliding with Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu rubbed his shoulder, his collar was soaked with blood, but as he rubbed it, the wound healed.
That was close!
Just a mont ago, in an instant, he exchanged thousands of moves with the traveler. The traveler’s purpose was simple, to create a hole in his chest. However, Ye Qiu did not let him succeed, blocking his attacks several tis, but in the end, one move caught Ye Qiu off guard, as all of the traveler’s ten fingers fired sothing like bullets, which exploded in front of him.
Although he dodged swiftly, he was still a second too late, and his shoulder was grazed.
Such an injury was nothing to Ye Qiu, but he did not let down his guard, his eyes were still fixed on the traveler’s hands, which were now different from before. They had transford from ordinary palms into sothing more akin to launch devices, with the dark openings now at the fingertips.
The traveler finally began to employ the chanical Race’s thods.
"Just getting serious now?" the Saint Heir remarked dryly.
The Stone Demon Lord glanced at the traveler, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes.
The traveler’s strength was unique among all Supre Saints. Although he belonged to the chanical Race, underestimating him would lead to a miserable and painful death.
"Are you both planning to just watch? This guy is not easy to kill. Solve him early to prevent any accidents," the traveler addressed both the Saint Heir and the Stone Demon Lord simultaneously.
With the traveler now serious and exerting his true power, Ye Qiu’s strategy had to change. At this mont, both the Saint Heir and the Stone Demon Lord’s auras were rising, clearly not wanting to waste ti and were ready to use their trump cards.
It’s coming!
This ti he would face three Supre Saints at full strength. Even Ye Qiu didn’t dare to relax at this mont; a mont of carelessness might an he wouldn’t even have the chance to hide inside the Grand Emperor Bell before perishing.
If anyone else were in Ye Qiu’s situation, they might have already despaired, knowing that the opponents were three of the strongest individuals at the sa level. Even dealing with one would take an unknown length of ti to decide the outco, not to ntion facing three.
The difficulty would increase exponentially.
Ye Qiu clenched his fist; there was nothing to say. Pleading for rcy never existed in his world. With three powerful enemies, he would simply choose to fight.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Four loud explosions sounded on the ground, and the figures of the four disappeared from the spot. Soon after, continuous roaring ensued, as the four Supre Saints all unleashed their full power.
Crack!
Ye Qiu took a hit to the waist, and shortly after, received a punch on the leg. With every passing breath, Ye Qiu’s injuries beca more nurous, with no untouched place on his body.
It wasn’t that Ye Qiu wasn’t strong enough, but the combination of the three was too fearso.
Even handling one Saint Heir alone would be enough for Ye Qiu, adding the Stone Demon Lord would suffice to overwhelm Ye Qiu, and with the elusive traveler, it was reasonable for Ye Qiu to be injured.
His clothes were already soaked and dyed heavily with blood, making Ye Qiu appear sowhat miserable.
Yet his expression remained bright as stars, his fighting spirit undiminished, not losing any montum despite the injuries.
"Let’s see how long you can hold on," the Saint Heir sneered.
Ye Qiu was defending against the attacks of three simultaneously, which ant Ye Qiu was consuming three tis the energy, while each of them only consud one. Over ti, Ye Qiu would be the first to lose.
How much strength does he have to contend with them?
Ye Qiu knew this all too well, which is why he had shown his Sixfold Power earlier. But since the traveler got serious and all three exerted their full strength, even using the Sixfold Power couldn’t instantly eliminate any one of them.
Moreover, using the Six Paths Reincarnation Power was also a drain on the strength of the Alchemical Body, and couldn’t be used continuously.
Ye Qiu’s situation was becoming increasingly perilous.
And his disadvantage was growing.
From Ye Qiu’s reduced counterattacks and increasing defense, it was evident. The Saint Heir and the other two smiled, seeing that since Ye Qiu was weakening, they didn’t need to worry too much. Next, they could seize the opportunity to kill Ye Qiu at once.
Their attacks were like endless rivers, growing larger and larger.
Ye Qiu was like a solitary leaf boat, enduring the violent storms, teetering on the brink of capsizing, boat breaking, and man perishing.
Ye Qiu’s strength was diminishing, and the smiles on the three faces grew wider, their attacks unrelenting.
As Ye Qiu appeared to be at his limit, the trio’s onslaught began to slacken slightly.
At that very mont, as his strength dipped to an ice-cold point, it abruptly soared upwards.
Catching the trio off guard.
Especially the traveler, who was closest to Ye Qiu, was noticeably stunned, then heard Ye Qiu’s voice erging like a primordial force: "Eighth Calamity! Humanity’s Supre Saint, I command the universe!"
Imdiately, a burst of light enveloped the traveler, and in the next second, his body began to collapse, as if a hand had crushed him with imnse force.
Puff...
The traveler’s body instantly shattered into pieces, turning into countless fragnts.
The Saint Heir and the Stone Demon Lord were both shocked by Ye Qiu’s sudden move.
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