NOVPUBSu Changkong said indifferently, "Because… you’re just too weak!"
The burly man’s face turned ashen, and his eyes gradually became lifeless. A huge crack emerged from his head to his abdomen, where the Blade Soul had torn apart his Sea of Consciousness. The burly man’s body became transparent and dissipated like a shadow, leaving only crystals cores scattering down.
This burly man was indeed not a real life form but a martial artist previously projected by the Mirror Heaven and Earth Great Divine Seed.
"Demon Monster Crystal Cores? So many?"
Su Changkong reached out and grabbed the crystal cores, his surprise evident.
These crystal cores were all Demon Monster Crystal Cores, and all of high rank at that, more than a dozen in total. He wondered where Qin Miesheng had acquired them from; probably only with so many demon monster crystal cores was it possible to sustain the projection and forcibly elevate it to the Entering Saint Level!
"Wu Shenyong… dead?"
The skeletal-faced monster warriors all stared dumbfounded at the scene before them.
Wu Shenyong had died too quickly, slain in a single encounter without even giving them a chance to help!
"One... one chop killed that Saint-Level Monster Warrior?"
Xia Yanlong and the others were also stunned by the scene, barely able to believe that Su Changkong had slain an Entering Saint-Level Monster Warrior with a single chop!
"How could Brother Blade be so strong? He should have only recently achieved Saint level just like me!"
Duanmu Tao swallowed hard, struggling to fathom the terrifying extent of Su Changkong’s prowess.
By his understanding, since they had all just entered Saint Level, there should be a gap in strength, but surely not to such an extent!
Clearly, however, Su Changkong was far too superior; Duanmu Tao had struggled against the burly man, proving the latter truly possessed Saint-Level strength. Yet, before Su Changkong, the man perished in a single strike, with a vast chasm separating them.
"So weak… nearly as weak as Wei Shengxin who fused with the Divine Seed. Even if I hadn’t reached Saint level, I could have slain him!"
Su Changkong shook his head inwardly. Before becoming a Martial Saint, he had already battled against Martial Saints, and now after achieving Saint Level, he was certain that warriors of this level had no right to face him in direct combat!
"Attack together, kill him!"
The skeletal-faced man snapped back to reality and roared at the other seven monster warriors. Su Changkong before them was unfathomably deep, and any slightest underestimation would lead them to Wu Shenyong’s fate.
"Shooting Sun Skywolf Arrow!"
"Thunder Hammer!"
Without a moment’s hesitation, every one of the Saint-Level Monster Warriors flickered with dark light in their eyes, unleashing their lethal moves. Their target was Su Changkong, aiming to join forces in a single strike that would turn him to ash!
"Roar!"
The man in the beast-hide garment drew his bow, and an arrow transformed into a bellowing skywolf engulfing the sun, savagely lunging at Su Changkong. It was an archery technique of Divine Skill-level.
"Boom!"
Another burly man with thick hair wielded a giant hammer, smashing it down from mid-air. It covered a range of one to two li, furiously pounding down, making the entire void collapse.
The rest of the Saint-Level Monster Warriors each executed their techniques, completely sealing off the area where Su Changkong was, intending to severely injure or kill him!
"Be careful!"
Xia Yanlong’s face changed slightly; an attack by eight Saint-Level powerhouses was extraordinary. Even he wouldn’t dare to face their sharpness, and he immediately directed a Sword Qi that formed into a Golden Dragon to rush out, assisting Su Changkong in resisting these attacks.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
But the Golden Dragon could only fend off part of the force, with much of it still shaking the void and furiously bombarding towards Su Changkong.
"Mysterious Turtle Golden Armor!"
Su Changkong showed no fear. A major feature of his Turtle Breath Technique was its concealment and defense!
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Hum!
Su Changkong’s Mysterious Turtle Golden Core within his Dantian released a mighty surge of Golden Core True Essence, which burst forth, forming a layer of sea-blue armor covering his entire body without a single gap.
"Boom boom boom!!"
In the next instant, a great multitude of attacks furiously bombarded the Mysterious Turtle Golden Armor covering Su Changkong, setting off a series of explosive sounds; the space where Su Changkong stood was obliterated, and the area within several miles became a pitch-black chaos. From afar, it looked as if a black hole had appeared in the sky, terrifying to the extreme.
As the waves of destruction spread, it caused newcomers to the realm of Saint Level like Gu Feiyang and Duanmu Tao to change color in horror. If they had to endure such a combined assault from several Monster Martial Artists who had recently ascended to Saint Level, it would surely be a narrow escape from death!
"Careful!"
The skeletal-faced man in the distance, however, changed his expression; he felt that Su Changkong’s aura had not weakened in the slightest but was, in fact, climbing relentlessly. Their combined strike had failed to kill Su Changkong.
Within the obliterated void, Su Changkong stood tall, his body’s Mysterious Turtle Golden Armor akin to a massive turtle shell, dissolving and deflecting all attacks.
The defensive technique driven by the Mysterious Turtle Golden Core, Mysterious Turtle Golden Armor, could simply withstand any attack as long as it was not strong enough to exceed its limit. The sheer volume of attacks from these Monster Martial Artists was vast, but they were not united as a whole. Even with a combined assault, each attack was singular and nowhere near reaching the limit of what the Mysterious Turtle Golden Armor could endure.
"Wind Thunder Archery. Arrow Gives Birth to Sun and Moon!"
In Su Changkong’s hands, there was now a large bow. He drew the bow and nocked an arrow. The Mysterious Turtle Golden Core within his Dantian spun rapidly, with the ten Divine Patterns of the Divine Seed flickering. Golden Core True Essence crazily flowed through Su Changkong’s meridians into the arrow, and with one shot, it was released.
"Whiz!"
Within a radius of ten to twenty miles, a massive amount of nature’s spiritual energy was violently drawn in and infused into this single arrow, which split and transformed mid-flight, becoming two arrows that represented the sun and moon!
The scorching Sun Arrow and the chilly Moon Arrow caused a sun and moon to rise within the night sky, tearing through the heavens, and shooting horizontally towards the location of several Monster Martial Artists!
"Shooting Sun Skywolf Arrow. Nine Wolves Swallow the Sky!"
The expressions of the group of Monster Martial Artists changed simultaneously. Some rapidly retreated to the surrounding area, while a man dressed in beast skin clothes, who excelled in archery, found himself at the center and unable to escape. Confident in his own divine-level archery, he roared as he drew his bow, releasing nine arrows at once.
"Howl!"
In the sky, the nine arrows transformed into sky-devouring Heavenly Wolves, confronting the Sun and Moon Arrows in succession.
"Pfft pfft pfft pfft!"
But just as futile as trying to stop a cart with a mantis arm, the two arrows effortlessly penetrated one Heavenly Wolf after another, encountering no resistance!
Even before Su Changkong had become a Martial Saint, he had been able to combine his Wind Thunder Archery, tuned purely for killing power, with the Mysterious Turtle True Essence, unleashing a destructive force comparable to Divine Skills. Now, propelled by Golden Core True Essence, the potency was far greater than before, increased by several, even tenfold!
"No!"
The beast skin-clothed man’s eyes bulged, and he let out a roar filled with unwillingness and fear, somewhat unable to accept being mercilessly overwhelmed in his area of expertise by this younger generation.
"Rumble!"
The Sun and Moon Arrows exploded, just like the collision of the actual sun and moon, rupturing with an explosion. The fierce radiance of the sun and the glow of the moon swept across several miles, like heavenly wrath, tearing the man in beast skin clothes to pieces in an instant.
"No... No!"
The destructive force that spread for several miles engulfed another Monster Martial Artist who had failed to escape the range. The Monster Martial Artist let out a mad roar, desperately summoning demonic power to resist, but his body disintegrated inch by inch under the tearing force of the sun’s and moon’s essence-loaded power, vanishing into the void.
"Monster... monster! This Dao Wufeng is a monster! How could he be this powerful?"
The remaining surviving Monster Martial Artists, one after another, were dripping with cold sweat, utterly unable to fathom how Su Changkong, who had just recently ascended to Saint Level, could possibly be this strong.
Was it just a single exchange, and already three of their own lay dead by his hand?
"So weak... Most of these Monster Martial Artists are comparable to Martial Saints who have just refined and entered Saint Level with the Divine Seed!"
Su Changkong thought to himself, aware that these Monster Martial Artists were mere projections. Many were not at the Saint Level, and in reality, were forcibly elevated by Qin Miesheng, with their strengths merely at the bottom among those who had entered Saint Level.
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