Chapter 2562: The Impeccable South Saint
r they will be slain without mercy."Zhaogongming's cultivation had reached the realm of a half-saint. His voice, when he spoke, was immensely powerful and echoed throughout most of Taiyin Ancient City..."Eternal ink, sun's rays."
"Nansheng let out a soft cry, his powerful spiritual energy surged outward, condensing into a dark disc of ink-yang.
Mo Yang and his skull have merged into one.
The moonlit blade of Chen Yuan's ancient sword clashed with Mo Yang's, creating a brilliant white and inky black arc. Immediately, an overwhelming surge of energy erupted from the point of contact.
"Whoosh."
Nansheng's feet sank deep into the ruins, which crumbled and shattered beneath him.
Before the sword qi even neared Zhang Ruochin and Nan Sheng, it was shattered by the powerful force emanating from the two of them.
Not long after, the time-stamped light points faded and dimmed.
When Nan Sheng saw this opportunity, he mobilized three trillion Dao Saints' rules within the Dao domain, transforming them into destructive power that surged towards Zhang Ruochen from all directions.
Zhang Ruchen's cultivation of Saint Dao rules was only over a hundred billion, how could he possibly withstand the attack of three trillion Saint Dao rules
"Wow!"
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Although Zhang Ruichen was surprised, he paused for a moment.
"This sword could cleave through the black giant bell, but it couldn't even pierce Nansheng's body "
Zhang Ruochen saw that on Nan Sheng's skin, besides appearing the thirty-six beast patterns, there were also streaks of crimson runes floating out.
He inscribed the runes onto his body.
Nansheng, with only half of his body left exposed, slowly raised his head, revealing a ferocious grin. "You actually forced me to use the Blood Incarnation Talisman. That grand world within you is mine!"
"Wow!"
The blood-colored runes on Nansheng's body flared brightly, condensing into a bloody fist that struck Zhang Ruochin.
This blood-red talisman, three meters long, burst forth with immense divine power.
Zhang Ruchen hurriedly sheathed his sword and blocked it, then with a palm strike, shattered the blood-red talisman hand, turning it into wisps of blood.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Nansheng shot straight up from the ground, retreating to a distance. He opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing all the shattered blood energy of the talisman master.
"To continue fighting like this, it truly tarnishes the reputation of Tiannan."
"Looks like you're going to use your true power!" Zhang Ruochin said fearlessly, with a light and breezy tone.
"You should know that for the Death Clan, the most powerful and mysterious means is the power of death. And Tiannan taught me not the Holy Way, but the cultivation method of spiritual power, the cultivation method of death power. The Holy Way and physical body are merely auxiliary paths of cultivation to me."
Zhang Ruochen said, “The power of Tiannan has always been spoken of in awe-inspiring and bizarre terms. I've long wanted to see it for myself.”
As you wish.
Nansheng's double pupils turned a sinister crimson, streaks of eerie death clouds gathering in the water, shrouding the ruins of the temple within their grasp. They surged madly towards Zhang Ruochin.
This is a death aura, condensed by the power of deathly psionics!he massive dragon corpse on the ground. “This wyvern is quite strange. Its physical strength and physical defense far surpass that of an ordinary wyvern.”Zhang Ruochin dug out the holy origin from the...