One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 473: Chapter 394: First Battle with Destruction Power

On the huge corpse hand, stood a figure.

The aura emanating from his body was terrifyingly boundless, merely standing there, he seemed like the center of the entire world, even the light of the sun dimmed in his presence.

Solban stood a step forward while the Great Elder and the Second Elder appeared on his left and right.

At this moment, both of their gazes trembled violently, terror-stricken in their hearts. Fear, like an enormous, dark invisible hand, grasped them firmly, and the fighting spirit and fury originally surging in their hearts were like water doused with cold water, extinguished in the blink of an eye.

The Mountain Protection Array that covered the sect like a layer of light screen,

However, with the emergence of the giant hand, the array, which could withstand a Heavenly Awakening powerhouse, only held for a moment before bursting like a soap bubble with a “pop”.

The icy, pitch-black aura of death spread out like ripples, the Elders of the sect were first frozen mid-air, and then their faces contorted, bodies swollen, bursting continually like clusters of bloody fireworks.

Only Sect Master Du Junyan could barely resist.

Du Junyan was driven mad with rage, his long hair disheveled, all the energy and spiritual power in his body running wild.

"Dharma Phase·Sea Suppression!”

Boom!

As the lake water exploded, columns of thick water surged into the sky.

A figure with disheveled long hair, wearing a crown, and a body of azure blue like a merman appeared behind Du Junyan.

The Dharma Phase held up the Trident high and then, turning into a tornado with the flow of water, leaped forward enveloping a streak of cold light, suddenly falling towards the Corpse King’s forehead.

"An ant trying to shake a tree, overestimating itself,” sneered the Corpse King, seemingly furious, “Be grateful, for if this were in the eternal heavens, you wouldn’t even have the qualification to kneel before me.”

Swish!

He spread his fingers and reached forward.

Behind him, a vast mist surged, transforming into a gigantic hand dark as the night sky.

The giant hand pressed down, holding Du Junyan and the massive merman Dharma Phase in its palm.

Then, with a slight exertion, a muffled “puff” sound was heard as both exploded instantly, turning to ashes.

What undying nature of an Earth Immortal, what Dharma Phase that wards off all evils. In the hands of such powerful beings at this level, none could play any role. For their power had surpassed the common laws and reached a realm more profound and vast.

"Heh, there are still three little ones.”

The Corpse King’s gaze swept around, quickly locating Solban and the other two.

It’s not that they didn’t want to run; everything had just happened too fast, and an invisible force locked them from all directions, making them as immobile as insects trapped in amber.

"The move you used previously was very interesting. It’s rare for ants to bite back when caught by me,” the Corpse King tilted his head slightly, an ugly smirk appeared on his face as he pointed at Solban, “You’re an interesting bug.”

"Kneel down, submit to me, and I grant you immortality,” the smile on the Corpse King’s face tightened into an expression of supreme authority.

Immortality, which ordinary cultivators long for but cannot attain.

In his words, so carelessly, seemed no more than a few silvers.

Of course…

Given the corrupt aura emanating from him.

Such immortality is not righteous; instead, it is a state of neither living nor dying.

Much like those living corpses he creates, manipulated by others, no different from puppets on strings.

Solban quietly took out a shining long sword from his ring, whereas the Great Elder and the Second Elder’s faces showed signs of being moved.

The monster’s power was indeed despairing.

In the hands of the Corpse King, the Great Elder and the Second Elder saw no possibility of victory in battle or escape.

Since death was inevitable either way, kneeling and submitting seemed not too hard to accept, especially when it came with the reward of immortality.

Sadly, the Corpse King’s sights were high.

Even if these two wanted to kneel, there was no way for them.

The Corpse King’s gaze had been fixed on Solban from the beginning, now seeing him silently raising his sword, he immediately understood the latter’s intention.

He nodded slightly, not forcing anything, but smiling said, “If that’s the case, I’ll fulfill your wish.”

Swish!

As soon as the words fell, he pushed forward with his palm.

The pitch-black hand that had just annihilated the Sect Master of the sect reappeared on the battlefield.

This time, however, both its size and the power it contained had undoubtedly increased significantly.

Solban and the elders only felt a momentary darkness before their eyes as a torrent of corpse stench rushed towards them. The palm had not yet fallen, yet their vitality seemed to be cut off, unable to muster any thoughts of resistance.

The Great Elder and the Second Elder were horrified, their limbs numb.

Solban bit his tongue, the sharp pain slightly dispelling the chill.

He hurled the long sword in his hand forward, followed by an explosion, but the flowing flame-like golden light lasted only an instant, and in the next moment, it was devoured.

Solban had already exhausted all his methods.

At this point, he had no choice but to sigh softly and close his eyes to await death.

Yet, the sound of the wind howled, the energy struck his face, but within several heartbeats, death did not come, and there was little discomfort on his body.

"What is this?” Solban felt surprised and opened his eyes.

By his side.

"What happened?” The Great Elder and the Second Elder also had expressions of having survived a catastrophe, gasping for breath.

A semicircular transparent barrier blocked in front of them, entirely condensed from spiritual power. Though it seemed to be a thin layer, it was actually quite sturdy and impervious to all evils. The black mist split like water flowing outward, enveloping the area within three feet with a cleansed land.

"This power?” The Great Elder and the Second Elder, both experienced and knowledgeable, sensed an almost tangible Dragon Power from the barrier before them.

There seemed to be something that occurred to both, they shivered, and their faces, which had just regained some color, turned pale again.

As if to confirm what they had just thought,

Roar!

A roar.

Like thunder rolling from afar in the heavens, sweeping across.

"Look at the sky!” The Second Elder’s clothing rippled as he looked up at the sky, his face carrying a mix of shock and amazement.

At this moment, Solban also realized what was happening and followed the direction pointed by the Second Elder, his pupils suddenly narrowing.

In the sky.

The Corpse Qi Sky that once obscured the sun was torn apart by another equally vast and terrifying force.

These two astonishing presences collided, crushed, and battled each other in the sky and earth as battlegrounds, eventually ending in a stalemate, each dominating one half of the heavens.

To Solban and other bystanders, it appeared as if the sky was split into two from afar.

A narrow chasm appeared in the sky, dark clouds gathered, continuously streaming upwards, and the booming was endless. Thick lightning bolts fell from it, and on the plains below, giant tornadoes roamed everywhere.

Swaths of turf were torn and lifted, various animals were flying in mid-air, presenting a vast and magnificent Doomsday scene.

Solban and two others were Earth Immortals, generally standing at an unreachable peak for ordinary cultivators, but even they rarely saw such exaggerated scenes.

It was truly awe-inspiring and astonishingly shocking.

Moreover, what was even more terrifying was that this was just a clash of their presences; the actual confrontation had not even begun.

"Realm Lord Realm?” The Corpse King seemed taken aback, his lofty gaze becoming a bit more somber.

He was initially surprised, but quickly realized, “Not exactly, just cultivated his physique to an incredible extent, just his very existence naturally alters the environment, immune to all laws, and revered by gods and buddhas.”

"Interesting, it has been many years since I’ve seen such intriguing cultivators, leaving a strong impression.” The Corpse King wore a smile, still looking carefree, seemingly not taking Su Heng seriously.

This is because, in his view.

The gap between a Demon God and Destruction Power was a qualitative change.

Like the vast gap between firearms and cold weapons.

No matter how much Su Heng trained his physique, he was just a slightly stronger beast and posing not much of a threat.

The Corpse King’s expression returned to calm, “Whoever I want to kill, no one can stop me, including you.”

"Absolute Death Destiny!”

Toward the three including Solban, the Corpse King reached out and made a grabbing motion.

Crack!

Solban suddenly felt as though he had fallen into an ice cave, chilling to the bone.

And the life force in his body was rapidly draining away, strands of steel-like black hairs sprouting and pressing out from his skin.

"World Cleansing Tribulation Light!” Su Heng’s voice came again.

As a strand of white light fell.

The chilling sensation rapidly faded, and the black hairs on his body also disappeared like melted snow.

The Corpse King did not anticipate Su Heng had such a method, his face suddenly turning ugly. He had just made a tough statement, and now being contradicted publically made him quite embarrassed.

"Ignorant youth, seeking death!” The Corpse King’s face turned gloomy, his body emanating rolling killing intent. He beckoned with his hand, and with a “Whoosh” along with the howling wind, the black long spear previously thrust into the ground spun and flew into his hand.

With the long spear in hand, the Corpse King, who was slightly stooped before, suddenly straightened up.

The dark cloak on his back fluttered wildly. His whole demeanor transformed from previously eerie and gloomy to that of an invincible warlord who battled the world.

"Attack!”

He bellowed loudly, exploding like thunder.

He shook the long spear in his hand, carrying a black light as it dashed straight toward Su Heng approaching from a distance.

During the earlier clash of presences, he had already judged that Su Heng’s physique was extremely powerful. Yet, he still chose a head-on method.

This was because, as a Destruction Power Demon Lord Moluo felt extremely confident in his own strength. He believed he could defeat the enemy in their strongest aspect, completely destroying them both physically and psychologically!

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