Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“This kind of power ...” Many people looked at the battlefield where Yu Sheng was after seeing his moves.
After all, he was an existence new to the Regional King Ranking, and with the cave master of the Regional Palace accompanying him, it was natural that he attracted all the attention. People wanted to see just how strong his combat power was.
This strike gave everyone a clear sense of the wild, explosive power contained in his stalwart body. His opponent was of the Saint Plane from the Nine Major Tribes, whose strike seed to have done nothing when blasted upon Yu Sheng. But as he took a hit from Yu Sheng, the fist will directly punched through his body, and he fell from the sky.
Without allowing them much ti to think about it, Yu Sheng continued to walk and shook the void. His palms stretched out, and they instantly transford into the palms of a demon god, grabbing toward soone of the Saint Plane.
That cultivator of the Saint Plane waved with both hands. Endless Divine Fire surrounded his body. It erupted directly, blasting toward Yu Sheng.
Boom! A shocking demonic might descended, and everyone saw a sheltering demonic shadow appear behind the giant palm print of the demonic way. This palm print seed to explode out of the hands of this demon and getting larger and larger. The Great Path of heaven and earth echoed each other and suppressed this space, the cultivator of the Saint Plane felt that it was difficult to move.
The dazzling Divine Fire collapsed and was pulverized underneath the palm print, and he quickly retreated.
But before his very eyes, the demonic shadow continued expanding. The more he fled, the more he found the insubstantiality of his body, still under the palm of the demonic way.
It felt as if there was no way up and no way down.
Boom! A loud bang, and an imnse palm print drowned him, slamming down on him from the sky to the ground. With a violent outburst of sound, an extrely clear giant handprint appeared on the ground, surrounded by rippling cracks.
The hearts of many trembled. Such an aggressive, offensive force was rely hopeless.
The Regional King Ranking, as established by the Regional Palace, was not specific in the kind of ranking it pertained to. Without exception, anyone who was on the list was almost invincible in his realm and surpassed their peers. Unless there was conflict with others who were also on the list, it was hard for the others to reach.
Before Yu Sheng got on the list, there were still others who doubted his strength. Now, many had witnessed just how strong those on the Regional King Ranking were.
Xing Qiu stared at the battlefield that Yu Sheng was in. Now that he had entered the Regional Palace, he was much stronger than when he had first entered the Divine Path.
The intent of battle surrounded his body, and he seed to want to battle again.
Saint King of Gai next to him seed to have perceived the intent to battle from Xing Qiu, saying, “Do you want to go?”
Xing Qiu did not respond, but he did want to fight again.
However, this ti was not the sa as the battle of Crimson River. In the last battle of Crimson River, he thought he would win.
But now, he had not a bit of confidence.
“You don’t have any confidence?” Saint King of Gai continued, “Knowing that one shouldn’t but still does so, it is the sa tempering of the mind. As long as you release attachnt to the outco—treating it as a test—victory or defeat is irrelevant.”
He could see that the last battle had cast a shadow on Xing Qiu, who had just entered Saint Plane.
This was unlike Xing Qiu from the past, full of self-confidence, and had the conviction of looking forward as if he was on top of everyone who was excellent and worthy.
Before that, he and Xing Kai were very much alike.
The two brothers were exceptionally talented. The younger generation admired him a lot. And his achievents would not be lower than this brother’s in the future.
Therefore, Saint King of Gai wanted to help Xing Qiu overco this ntal block.
Xing Qiu nodded, then really started walking straight toward the battlefield.
On his body, a horrific glow blood, and the aura of the Great Path shone between the heaven and the earth. His body seed to resonate with the birth of this firmant, and an imnse body of the god of war appeared behind him. Xing Qiu, at this mont, turned into a war god.
He raised his hand and launched an attack on a cultivator of the Saint Plane from Qianye City. It was Situ Yan.
Situ Yan felt a terrible coercion of might. Her face changed as her strength blood in defense. But Xing Qiu’s attack was aggressive and boundless. The strike of his palm was one with the Great Path, capable of destroying everything.
With a loud sound, her body was thrown back, and blood spurted out of her mouth. Her body trembled violently, and the blood boiled within her body.
“Xing Qiu has made his move.”
In an instant, countless eyes fell on Xing Qiu, and many still rembered the end of the battle of the Crimson River last ti.
Ye Futian frowned and looked up at the battlefield.
Was Xing Qiu using this battlefield as his place of trial?
Once again, Yu Sheng crushed another person and blasted him away. He then headed straight to where Xing Qiu was.
Likewise, Xing Qiu also approached him. After the battle of the Crimson River, the two t once again.
The power of demonic mighty kept rolling, and Xing Qiu concentrated on condensing the seal, resonating with the Great Path. A supre coercion exploded out of his body, and above it, there was a faint trace of the glory or Renhuang.
Seeing that Yu Sheng was approaching, Xing Qiu’s body and his life spirit blended together, and a rumbling sound was heard. He transford himself into the Great Path and beca a true God of War.
Streams of light lit and surrounded his body, resonating with heaven and earth. With his body as the center, there was an overwhelming coercion of might.
“So strong,” many in the Saint Plane secretly exclaid as they felt the coercion of Xing Qiu. After Yu Sheng was nad on the Regional King Ranking, everyone understood that Xing Qiu’s defeat was not due to his weakness but was because his opponent was even more terrible.
Now those who were witnessing the will of battle on Xing Qiu would agree that it was indeed terrifying.
Moreover, now that Xing Qiu had entered the Saint Plane, he must be able to fully exert the unique thod inherited from Emperor Zhan—Taixuan Will.
This technique could use the body itself to resonate with heaven and earth. The practitioner was required to practice martial arts also from an early age. The body must also be able to be sanctified until the spiritual will and the body could resonate with one another to communicate with the heaven and the earth so that one’s own body could release battle power far beyond one’s combat power.
This technique held extrely high requirents for the spiritual will as well as for the physical body of the practitioner. Once upon a ti, Emperor Zhan relied on this thod to crush the peers of his generation. He fought everywhere with strength so great that he was nad “Emperor Zhan” when he entered Renhuang Realm.
Centered on the body of Xing Qiu, a terrible storm seed to be ford and rolled toward Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng stepped in the void, and the demonic might above the void was imnse. Behind him, there appeared the illusion of a mighty demonic god whose pupils were cold, and his domineering eyes seed to want to make Xing Qiu submit at his feet.
The thod practiced by Yu Sheng was perhaps not less powerful than Taixuan Will.
The might of authority was terrifying.
Before the two of them even made a move, two forces roared and clashed.
Boom! Accompanied by a loud bang, the handprints of the demon god in the Great Path above the void blasted down from the sky.
Xing Qiu let out a scream, and his body soared into the sky. The aura of the Great Path above his body resonated with heaven and earth, and illusions of the god of war appeared. He raised his hand to launch the thod and rocketed into the sky.
It seed that it was a repeat of the battle of the Crimson River in the past.
Boom! The palms that could crush all crushed the space. Many fists aura of the war god broke into pieces. The arm that was the incarnation of Xing Qiu reached out, and thousands of fist will shattered the space as he attempted to raise the sky with his hands.
Dong. Yu Sheng stepped out and crossed the void, stepping down directly. As he looked down from the sky, his arms raised, and the figure of the demon king smashed toward Xing Qiu, who was below.
Another loud boom and Xing Qiu’s body fell from the sky. He moaned and spat out a mouthful of blood again.
“Help him,” Zhu Kong said. Suddenly, cultivators of the Saint Plane flickered forward and launched an attack at Yu Sheng.
They wanted to gang up on Yu Sheng.
Xing Qiu’s mouth was still bloody as he looked up into the sky. His will to battle remained strong as he rose into the sky once more.
Saint King of Gai looked at this battlefield and glanced at Yu Sheng.
It seed that this ti, Xing Kai and Xing Qiu had found their match.
It was pressure, but it could also beco motivation.
Zhu Kong stepped forward, and an incomparably dazzling divine power descended. It was as if the sword of the sun fell straight down in the direction of Ye Futian.
Wu Yong was still standing in front of Ye Futian. His palms blasted into the void as the sword fell, disappearing bit by bit under the fla in his palm.
The top figures of all seven major tribes stepped forward. Zhu Kong said, “Those who have nothing to do with this, leave, lest the innocent are hurt.”
What a terrible scene when the powerful cultivators of Nirvana Plane get involved.
Many cultivators below the Saint Plane all retreated into the distance, fearing that they, too, would be destroyed by the ripples of the aftermath.
Cultivators of various major tribes ca forward. Zhu Kong stepped out of the sun buggy, overlooking Ye Futian Road in the city’s main governnt. “If we shoot, it might affect the entire city’s main governnt. You really want us to do it ourselves ?”
Until this mont, he did not know where Ye Futian got his confidence.
He even threatened him with these wild words.
The seven major tribes, how many tyrannical figures, this coercion ca down, and the entire city’s main house seed to be shrouded in a coercion of coercion.
“You’d better not hurt anyone else; otherwise, your tribes will be responsible.” Ye Futian looked up at the figure in the void and said, “Elder Wu Yong, please take the way of Emperor Kua.”
Wu Yong lifted his eyebrow and was puzzled, but he still nodded and said, “Alright.”
Zhu Kong and cultivators from the other tribes were equally puzzled. What was the aning behind Ye Futian’s words?
In Ye Futian’s Life Palace, the branches and leaves of the ancient tree of the world wrapped around the dazzling Fire Spirit Orb as traces of horrifying flaming will diffused. This Spirit Orb drifted toward the life spirit of the sun in the life palace. Suddenly, that life spirit of the sun beca brighter and brighter.
In an instant, terrible flas lit up on Ye Futian’s body. Above the firmant, the clouds changed color, and it seed to turn into a world of the flas.
The sun’s rays fell on Ye Futian’s body, and an infinite fire ca toward him. The flas between heaven and earth also poured wildly toward Ye Futian’s body.
Boom. Ye Futian seed to transform into a sun, bathed in the fire of the sun, which drowned his whole person within it.
“Don’t resist,” Ye Futian said. For an instant, the brilliance of unparalleled flas poured into Wu Yong’s body. What was more terrible was that there were not only flas but also will that flowed wildly into Wu Yong’s own will.
At this mont, Wu Yong seed to perceive a figure of Renhuang, who was like a peerless god of war.
“The inheritance of Emperor Kua,” Wu Yong murmured. His heart trembled. Did the sun that was devoured by Ye Futian contain the will left by Emperor Kua?
“Forge Chonglou Battle Form,” Ye Futian said. Wu Yong nodded, and with a bang, his body grew taller. He intended to beco a god of war!
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