Chapter 737: Chapter 384: Destroying Dead Wood
This discovery made Qin Ming’s Light of the Soul blaze intensely. Did the Silk Scripture actually have such an inherent demonic nature?
His thoughts surged, and in just a split second, he thought of many things.
He really wanted to know if Sun Chengjun could, in turn, devour and rge his Primordial Elent Heavenly Light?
Under the long night, Qin Ming’s eyes were deep, and the Tao Rhythm flowing over him grew richer and more dangerous. He wanted to verify so things.
This ant that his opponent would endure even greater pressure!
In Sun Chengjun’s view, the person before him seed like a young Demon God who had escaped the abyss, wielding a jet-black hamr, with an unstoppable bravery, never showing fatigue.
At this mont, Qin Ming’s arm moved like a great windmill, bringing with it fierce gusts of wind. The terrifying shadow of the hamr fell like a torrential downpour, densely packed.
Sun Chengjun was forced to counterattack, the blue radiant Treasure Pestle in his hand shot Heavenly Light, illuminating the dark night sky as he fought back with all his might.
However, his entire arm was in severe pain, with turbulent blood within. Mixed with Heavenly Light, he felt as if he was about to explode, seemingly reaching his limits.
What is most feared by Hunyuan Force? Naturally, it’s an explosive outburst without considering the consequences, which might violently tear oneself apart.
Between the fingers of Sun Chengjun’s right hand, the soft flesh had already shattered, blood was pouring, staining the handle of the pestle. This was an extrely dangerous signal!
But he did not want to yield here, taking a deep breath, striking with full force while softly chanting a spell: “Golden Body Eternal State!”
He was a Golden Body Nirvana at the brink, now using a Miao Technique to augnt himself, able to briefly lock his body in peak condition, maintaining “Immortality”!
Immortality here actually ant the body remained unhard.
This was a secret technique researched by the Past Tathagata, intended for special life-and-death battles to avoid being burdened by the body and worrying about breaking apart.
Of course, there was a very heavy price to pay afterward. Unless aided by a senior, he would need to imdiately enter closed cultivation.
After Sun Chengjun achieved Golden Body Eternal State, his flesh shone like yellow jade, then exuded divine radiance, as if clad in an indestructible golden light, with the emitted Heavenly Light becoming even more glaring.
He let out a low roar, like a young deity descending from above the Nine Heavens, bathed in sacred brilliance, holding the Demon-Subduing Pestle, marching towards his opponent.
Everyone watched with hearts swaying; indeed, this was a clash of titans, both sides kindling the True Fire, neither willing to retreat even half a step.
The Ink Jade Hamr and the blue radiant Treasure Pestle collided, resembling a fierce battle between the Duke of Thunder and the Mother of Lightning. The dazzling light exceeded that of lightning, extending densely in all directions.
Boom! Rumble!
The deafening sound of collision, accompanied by chilling Heavenly Light waves, made many faces turn pale. Those with weak Taoist skills quickly retreated, fearing their eardrums might be torn.
Qin Ming erupted with full power, suppressing his opponent, at tis wasting the Heavenly Light Essence, which rose and spread over this area from his body.
However, faced with this easily capturable Primordial Elent Heavenly Light, Sun Chengjun’s body emitted Golden Radiance, dispelling it all without capturing any.
Qin Ming gradually realized that this opponent seed afraid to devour or rge.
The cultivation techniques practiced by the two, though sharing the sa origin, had diverged onto different paths after rging the scriptures.
It could be said that those practicing such Divine Skill, unless uniquely transmitted between master and disciple, would not have the sa thod if relying solely on their own exploration.
Obviously, the scriptures Qin Ming rged were incredibly astonishing, not only in quantity but also being rare Secret Books ranging from Miracle Technique to Secret Scriptures, even to True Scripture, all-encompassing.
Even if these classics were given to others to copy and mimic, it would be a nearly impossible task to complete in fusion.
“Sun Chengjun couldn’t do it, what about the Past Tathagata? Could he devour and rge others’ Chaos Force?” Qin Ming thought of that giant man, whose face, neck, and other exposed areas were densely covered with centipede scars, stitched together with dragon tendon.
He dared not underestimate the Supre Emperor of the Tathagata Sect; this person who had perfected Chaos Power was hardly balanced by a few in the Sixth Realm Ancestor Master Domain.
As for Pu Gong, that living Saint, he was even more unfathomable.
Sun Chengjun, with Golden Body Eternal State, now had eyes turned golden. Every inch of his flesh seed cast from Divine Gold, dazzling in the extre, clashing furiously with his opponent while wielding the Demon-Subduing Pestle.
In that fleeting mont, the heavy Treasure Pestle in his hand, carrying brilliant Heavenly Light, clashed with Qin Ming’s Ink Jade Hamr hundreds to thousands of tis.
Sun Chengjun was shaken; even in his state of Golden Body Eternal State, without worry of exploding, he still couldn’t subdue the opponent?
The young man seed like a relentless killing machine, with Heavenly Light always at its zenith. After countless collisions, the pitch-black night sky seed on the verge of shattering.
Sun Chengjun found it hard to believe; he had already crossed the red line yet still couldn’t resolve his opponent.
Moreover, just at this mont, he felt his blood like boiling molten iron, tearing through his flesh and body, his body flagging a warning.
Even in the Golden Body Eternal State, maintaining such high-intensity clash, he was reaching a critical point.
This horrified him. A slight mishap and his Heavenly Light and blood would fiercely combust, turning him into ashes.
A “Bright Lamp” leaped from Sun Chengjun’s Heavenly Spirit Cover, suspended in mid-air, releasing Divine Radiance, shining towards the opposite youth, attempting to fix him in the air.
“Heart Lamp!” soone exclaid from afar.
Sun Chengjun’s face was expressionless, he valued face greatly, having refrained from using Fourth Realm techniques until now, feeling he no longer had a choice.
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