Chapter 1677: Chapter 1675: Ergence!
Now, there are only a few hours left until dawn. Given the current situation, the Demon is bound to erge before dawn.
This ans Wang Dadong has less than 12 hours in total.
This is half as much ti as the 24 hours Combat God ntioned to him.
Nevertheless, it doesn’t matter anymore. Combat God is already in a coma, and he doesn’t have the complete Twelve Divine Swords Technique to learn. Learning two moves would be quite good.
After all, even without the Fighting Sword, without the Twelve Divine Swords Technique, he cannot escape the battle against the Demon.
Escape is impossible.
This is the fate he must accept after opening Pandora’s Box.
Since he can’t escape, he might as well fight well; losing would leave no regrets.
The Sword God Technique is much more difficult than the Sword Regret Technique. Apart from the Sword Demon Technique, it’s the hardest to learn among the Twelve Divine Swords Technique.
Mu Jin tried to cultivate the Sword God Technique after obtaining it, but soon gave up.
It is not at the sa rank as the Sword Regret Technique.
She must learn slowly, and with her talent, it would take at least several months to reach Entry Level.
Now Wang Dadong has less than two hours, making it almost impossible to learn the Sword God Technique.
Perhaps with guidance from Combat God, it could be faster.
Unfortunately, Combat God is still in a coma.
During the last fight with the Demon, her spiritual power was already injured. This ti she severed the twenty-year connection with her Fighting Sword, further injuring her spiritual power, causing her to fall into a coma.
The recovery of spiritual power is unlike Fighting Spirit and Inner Strength; it doesn’t just require so spiritual dicine for auxiliary recovery. It requires slow recuperation to restore.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The frequency of vibrations is getting higher, and their impact is becoming more significant.
“A demon is about to erge!”
The Battle God Temple started to panic.
“Mu Jin, what’s happening?” Mu You Ying arrived at Jinyu Hall.
The matter of the Demon is unknown to other elders.
“Little Youyou, our Battle God Temple won’t be wiped out, will it?” Mu Jin’s voice trembled.
If it were before, she wouldn’t have had such thoughts, but now Combat God is in a coma, leaving all hope on Wang Dadong alone.
“What’s really happening?” Mu You Ying also noticed sothing unusual.
She saw Wang Dadong was using the Fighting Sword.
The Fighting Sword is an exclusive Combat Technique of the Battle God Temple. Many low-level mbers do not qualify to cultivate it.
As of now, throughout the Battle God Temple, only one person besides Combat God has cultivated the Fighting Sword.
It’s Mu Ming outside the Snow Mountain.
Unexpectedly, Wang Dadong has learned the Fighting Sword.
“Little Youyou, we have a Demon sealed in our Snow Mountain, and it’s about to co out…”
“What Demon? Is the noise caused by it?” Mu You Ying frowned, her gaze involuntarily directed toward the source of the noise.
To cause such an impact, it must be a substantial threat.
“We must go notify Combat God imdiately!” Mu You Ying said gravely.
A threat like this can only be defeated by Combat God.
Mu Jin, however, sorrowfully pulled Mu You Ying, “There’s no need to notify Combat God.”
“Why?” Mu You Ying was puzzled. For sothing of this magnitude, Combat God should be brought out even if she’s in Closed-door cultivation.
“Because Combat God is right here in Jinyu Hall.” Mu Jin turned around, her gaze falling on the sofa.
On the sofa lay a veiled woman. If not Combat God, then who?
“Combat God!” Mu You Ying’s eyes revealed shock, “What happened to her?”
“She passed her Fighting Sword to Wang Dadong. Perhaps her spiritual power was injured.” Mu Jin shook her head, not entirely certain.
After all, rely severing the connection with the Fighting Sword shouldn’t lead to a coma.
Only then did Mu You Ying understand why Wang Dadong could use the Fighting Sword—it was Combat God who gave him her Fighting Sword.
“Why did Combat God pass the Fighting Sword to him?” Mu You Ying was very puzzled.
The importance of the Fighting Sword is beyond words. Not only is it extrely difficult to cultivate, but its power continuously enhances with ti. How could Combat God pass her Fighting Sword, cultivated over more than twenty years, to Wang Dadong?
If Combat God’s Fighting Sword vanished into thin air, she could recreate one. But now, severing the Spiritual Imprint with the Fighting Sword requires her to re-cultivate it.
Moreover, the newly cultivated Fighting Sword would be far less powerful than before.
Combat God doing this truly makes no sense.
“Because Combat God said only he can defeat the Demon.”
Mu You Ying’s gaze fell on the figure in the snow, her mind replaying scenes of Wang Dadong and Combat God fighting until Snow Mountain collapsed.
“If it’s him, maybe he can…”
Boom!!!
An earth-shattering noise spread across Snow Mountain.
Settled snow flew everywhere, and even so places collapsed.
At the sa ti, a malicious aura spread across Snow Mountain.
That aura made everyone feel cold, colder than the snow on Snow Mountain.
The Demon has erged!
A massive phantom appeared on Snow Mountain, resembling a Demon King.
There had been suspicions of a fierce creature erging, and now the evil aura of the Demon and its massive Demon God Phantom confird those speculations.
The Battle God Temple descended into chaos.
But Wang Dadong remained seated in the snow, seemingly deaf to the noise.
“Ignorant humans, how dare you seal the great Samael! You shall face my unending wrath!” a roar sounded.
Soon, a fireball descended from the sky, striking a snow peak. The snow peak shattered instantly.
The flas persisted, burning on the cold snow.
This single strike led to the tragic deaths of countless Battle God Temple disciples.
Just a touch of the flas would imdiately incinerate soone to nothingness.
“Ah, help!”
“The demon has erged, we’re all going to die!”
“…”
Screams echoed continuously.
“Swear to defend the Battle God Temple to the death!” So more devoted disciples gathered, attempting to fend off the Demon.
Whoosh!
A fireball struck the crowd, instantly reducing the disciples who had just vowed to die defending the Battle God Temple to ash.
“Die, ants, hahaha!”
A rampant laugh echoed on the snow peak.
Fireballs rose and fell continually, explosions and screams intertwined.
This is the Demon, a true Demon with unparalleled destructive power.
Yet, Wang Dadong continued sitting in the snow, seemingly unaware of the events, as if he had entered a state of ditation, unmoving!
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