Chapter 780: Zhan Xing’s Morale Crumbles, Saint Cang, You’re Too Aggressive
“What kind of person is he?” Zhan Xing looked at Chu Kuangren with a solemn expression that he had never had in his eyes before.
His opponent clearly had no cultivation base at all. Yet, that frail body was able to explode with murderous qi capable of shocking millions of people.
People called him a Saint, but he had such murderous qi.
“I guess I should have a go at you myself.”
Zhan Xing said nonchalantly while holding the giant golden sword next to him. He slowly stood up, and majestic Emperor qi waves erupted from him within an instant.
The Tormented Tiger and others looked at him with hope in their eyes.
“The commander is about to take action.”
“That’s great news. I don’t think anyone other than the commander can deal with this person.”
They had full confidence in Zhan Xing.
Seeing that Zhan Xing was preparing to make a move, the expressions of the Flame Bulwark Tribe members turned grim. “The DemiG.o.d is finally about to make a move.”
Zhan Xing was a name that men called legend among the Human Tribe.
No one dared to underestimate him, even those among the G.o.ds.
He was the only child born from the union of man and G.o.d over the past countless years, possessing both divine power and qi refinement. He was uniquely endowed by nature.
Chu Kuangren also looked at his opponent with interest.
“Let this battle decide who between you and I is qualified to become the leader of the Human Tribe!” Zhan Xing yelled and attacked with his sword.
As he made his move, surges of majestic golden sword qi unleashed vigorously into the air.
At the same time, Daoist patterns also spread out his body and combined with Emperor qi to form a miniverse that enveloped Chu Kuangren within.
An invisible suppression force erupted.
“Not many below the level of a Daoist Celestial would be able to take this blow,” Chu Kuangren said as his invisible mind power flowed.
Surprisingly, when the majestic energy arrived before him, it dissipated automatically.
It did not even lift the corners of his sleeves.
The Tormented Tiger and others were so shocked that their pupils shrank.
“This kind of mind power… How is it possible?”
Zhan Xing, too, could not help himself from feeling shocked.
Chu Kuangren was a member of the Divine Mind Tribe, so it was not a surprise that he could utilize mind power. However, Zhan Xing had met the Divine Mind Tribe Leader before, but the latter’s mind power was not comparable to his at all.
Therefore, he did not pay much attention to Chu Kuangren at first.
Yet now, the mind power that his opponent had displayed was many times stronger than the Divine Mind Tribe Leader. In fact, they were not on the same level at all.
“Your qi refining cultivation base is considered pretty good in this era. Unfortunately, it is still too weak.” Chu Kuangren shook his head and said.
Then, he continued by saying, “Why don’t you show me your divine power too? Let me witness the true potential of a DemiG.o.d.”
Zhan Xing could feel an invisible pressure enveloping him.
This compelling sense of oppression…
“Divine t.i.tan Might!”
With a sharp cry, a golden ray of light shot out from Zhan Xing’s body, and endless divine might spread out from his body.
Divine power and Emperor qi.
The two types of energy combined on Zhan Xing’s body and turned into an incredible form of power. The sheer power of his poise shook millions of kilometers radius in area.
The whole land was quaking like crazy.
Even the void began to burst open.
“The commander is starting to unleash his full strength.”
“This power is almost as strong as a Venerable G.o.d!”
The Tormented Tiger and others stared at Zhan Xing from behind with their eyes bright. In all these years, they had rarely seen Zhan Xing utilize his divine power.
Based on qi refining alone, he was already close to being invincible.
Besides, the power unleashed through the combination of divine power and refining qi could even match the prowess of Venerable G.o.ds, which n.o.body in the entire human race could compare to.
“Cang, for so many years, you’re the first who has managed to force me into using my full strength. As a gesture of respect toward you, I will be giving you my strongest, ultimate move! Are you ready?!” Zhan Xing growled in a low tone.
“Bring it on,” Chu Kuangren said calmly.
Zhan Xing then slowly raised the golden sword in his hand.
A gust of wind blew.
Mixed in the wind, the golden strength qi tore the ground beneath them apart.
The wind became increasingly violent.
Similarly, the golden strength qi also got increasingly denser.
Before long, a golden tornado had formed around Star Destruction Tribe, and the horrific power continued ripping the void apart.
“t.i.tanic Storm Slas.h.!.+”
Zhan Xing’s eyes gleamed with flashes of light.
With a slash of his sword, a golden storm swept out mightily.
Everyone looked at this storm with terror. The power of this blow was comparable to that of a Venerable G.o.d. Of the entire firmament, hardly many cultivators could survive this.
“Is that all?”
Chu Kuangren let out a chuckle.
He slowly raised his finger and tapped it at the void.
In the blink of an eye.
Countless Daoist patterns spread out along his fingertips.
Along with that, his mind power surged.
His mind power and Daoist patterns fused to form a miniverse, which shattered the one that Zhan Xing cast in an instant.
The moment the golden storm was enveloped in the miniverse, it turned from violent to peaceful before it finally became a slight breeze that blew past Chu Kuangren.
Zhan Xing was baffled.
Everyone else was perplexed as well.
Was that it?
That was his ultimate move?!
“Impossible. This is impossible!”
Zhan Xing was utterly flabbergasted. Ever since he was born, things had always been smooth-sailing with the power he possessed, and he had never encountered any setbacks at all.
Yet, how did his opponent manage to pull off what he just did?!
How was it even possible for his opponent to negate his ultimate move in just a single move?
“No, I don’t believe it!”
Zhan Xing’s morale crumbled. With the huge golden sword in hand, he dashed toward Chu Kuangren and then slashed at his opponent’s head with the sword.
However, just as his sword got closer to Chu Kuangren, it was blocked by an invisible barrier and halted in mid-air.
A circle of ripples spread out in the void.
“The combination of divine power and qi refining has indeed increased your strength by a great deal. However, this is as far as you can get.”
Chu Kuangren said peacefully.
He gently tapped out a finger, where powerful mind power fluctuations gathered on his fingertip, and lightly touched the huge golden sword.
Crick, crick…
A crisp sound sounded.
The great Wind Slayer Sword, which had been rumored to be the G.o.ds’ gift, started to show cracks on its surface. In the end, it turned into fragments with a snap and scattered all over the ground.
However, the mind power fluctuations were still spreading, and they eventually swarmed in on Zhan Xing’s body.
Unable to spare itself from the destruction, The golden armor on Zhan Xing’s body suddenly exploded and blasted Zhan Xing backward into the air as a result. He spat out a mouthful of blood as he was slammed into a distant mountain range with great force. A large amount of dust and dirt rose from the ground.
He laid inside the pit, the armor on his body completely broken, with only a few rags left s.h.i.+elding his body. His hair was messed up, and he looked distraught.
“This is impossible. Impossible…”
Zhan Xing kept mumbling to himself. He could not believe what just happened. Even the rest of his people had the same reaction.
Zhan Xing was a well-known legend.
One that no human could compete with.
Yet in front of Chu Kuangren, he was absolutely defenseless.
“Saint Cang, that was too aggressive!”
“Is mind power alone really capable of such incredible strength?!”
Yan Wu, Feng Gu, and a few other cultivator elites, who were secretly watching from the dark, were all dumbfounded. They were left staring at Chu Kuangren in amazement.
The Flame Bulwark Tribe’s army, on the other hand, was very high in spirits.
“Cang, Cang, Cang…” They hailed Chu Kuangren’s name in unison, their eyes expressing a fanatical faith toward their new savior.
Chu Kuangren patted his cloak, adjusted his hair, and then raised his head to look at the sky without saying much. With a flicker of his mind, a gust of wind that contained thousands of mystical Daoist patterns swept out toward the sky, smas.h.i.+ng into the clouds.
Suddenly, a divine light flickered among the clouds!