Chapter 945: Chapter 406: Heavenly God Company, Annihilated! (5k)
The gray-white dust surged madly toward the distance, like overlapping waves. A flurry of broken bricks and stones, along with some ornamental trees that were casually shattered, soared into the sky, then scattered down like heavenly maidens spreading flowers.
Amidst the ruins bearing the silhouette of a fist.
A four meter tall Armor of Shura gave off black smoke, its aura of ominous savagery, as though coming from Hell, had dimmed significantly. On the mask that resembled pure white cold jade, two cracks marred the exquisite beauty. The four golden arm illusions once raised high on the shoulder blades were covered with tiny fractures, much like a shattered mirror.
Among the three weapons, the Vajra Pestle, Flame Blade Spear, and Soul Suppressing Chain, only the last one remained. The other two had shattered in the recent clash.
“Buzz…”
Asura Situ Cheng slowly turned around, his gaze pierced through the debris-filled path he had blasted into existence, locking firmly onto Bai Xiao. Two white jade bone horns on his forehead began to glow with blood patterns.
“Crack crack crack…”
The next second.
The strong, pale golden arm illusions behind him finally couldn’t withstand the pressure, collapsing on the spot, turning into flowing light fragments. However, at the same instant the arm illusions crumbled, four more arms emerged and gathered at the shoulder blades, expanding with the wind and quickly restored to their original strength. Ultimately, the newly formed Asura arms turned even more golden, larger, and bolder, reaching about one and a half times their original size.
“Swish!”
“Swish!”
Situ Cheng’s four palms slowly swept through the air, slightly closing into fists. Scorching peak energy rushed in like a blood-colored underworld river descending from the void, bringing with it a mysterious and unpredictable power.
In the blink of an eye.
The Vajra Pestle and Flame Blade Spear, previously destroyed by Bai Xiao, reconstituted, with bizarre scriptures appearing and swirling flames burning fiercely.
Everything seemed like time was being reversed.
But upon closer inspection, you could see that the two silver-white bone horns atop Asura Situ Cheng’s head originally bore six rings of crimson battle patterns. Now, at this moment, two of the circles had dimmed and vanished, as if they had exhausted all energy and foreign power. Only four rings remained, steadily flashing like breathing.
“To knock off two rings of Shura battle patterns right at the start…”
“This person’s power has surpassed my standard combat strength!”
Asura Situ Cheng moved forward slowly, incredibly heavy. Black smoke of high temperature wafted from his body, like choking dense smog, heading towards the distant battlefield. With this brief exchange, his mindset was completely realigned, treating Bai Xiao as an equal opponent, daring not to underestimate the adversary in the slightest. The Feng Guang Group’s raid on the Heavenly God Company and the Land of Evolution was far too well-prepared. They even recruited such a master from the Secret Martial World!
A warrior of this caliber.
In various Secret Martial Worlds, he might well be a dominant figure.
With his inclusion.
No wonder the situation at the Heavenly God Company headquarters had become critically dangerous.
“Tap tap tap…”
“Boom!”
The ground trembled violently.
Asura Situ Cheng transformed into a purple-gold cannonball, suddenly accelerating to forge a straight forward tunnel through the air.
His heterochromatic pupils seemed to ignite in eerie flames.
Glaring fixedly at Bai Xiao.
“Since strength and speed are useless…”
“Then let’s use the Soul Suppressing Chain to quell and erode your spiritual will!”
The Soul Suppressing Chain was Situ Cheng’s most unique tactic. It was like a spiritual chain refined from the rivers of the underworld, possessing the power to suppress invasion and corrosion. Once, during a spar with another titled warrior from the Luohou Company, Situ Cheng ultimately relied on the Soul Suppressing Chain, directly subduing the opponent, binding even their ability to move and think.
The body was immobilized.
Like fish on a butcher’s table, utterly at the mercy of its handler.
“Whoosh!”
The Flame Blade Spear, aflame, moved with incredible speed, like a meteor streaking across the night, piercing the air and aiming straight for Bai Xiao’s throat.
“Ding!”
A golden, glassy hand, almost prophetically, instantly blocked the spear mid-course. The palm and the spear tip collided, erupting in gold and red flames bit by bit.
“Boom!”
Almost simultaneously.
Situ Cheng’s two massive golden arms swung, sending the giant Vajra Pestle flying, with its surface’s mysterious runes flickering swiftly. The terrifying strength lightly distorted and warped the surrounding air.
“Boom!!!”
However, Bai Xiao, stood forward again with a punch.
A vast Kunpeng illusion, carrying mountain-crushing power, collided head-on with the Vajra Pestle. The destructive force surged chaotically into the Vajra Pestle, lighting up the runes across its surface. The moment of collision was brief, but it was as if the Vajra Pestle was about to be burst open again.
“Soul Suppressing Chain!”
“Kill!”
It was at this moment, Asura Situ Cheng finally acted.
His two real arms suddenly stretched out, wrapped around an eerie all-black chain that spiraled ominously, its surface entwined with golden patterns and vaguely emitting crimson smoke.
As though truly from Hell’s underworld river.
“Whoosh!”
“Ding ding ding…”
The Soul Suppressing Chain vanished at once, like a sinister snake lurking in the grass, slipping instantly into the void, soon disappearing from sight.
“Crack!”