Chapter 526: Chapter 527: 500 Tis
Gazing at Yun ng charging straight towards him, Lin Qian’s face showed not a hint of panic.
Directly in front of him, a point of Ice Cold glint made an early appearance.
Swish!
Zhao Long’s figure suddenly erged, blocking in front of Lin Qian.
At the sa ti, the fusion of three types of Soul Power within Lin Qian’s body turned into the Emperor Attribute Soul Power, which he channeled into the Mountain and River Jade Seal.
Within the vast mountain and river, once again, a surge of Emperor Attribute Soul Power gushed out, concentrating in Zhao Long’s hands, atop the spear he held.
At this mont, Zhao Long was spirited and vigorous, as if he had received imnse glory.
His steadfast will poured into the spear in his hands.
He was obsessed, foolishly loyal; his eyes saw only his Emperor, Lin Qian.
Because Zhao Long was crafted by Lin Qian’s own hands, much like his own child.
But this was he, one of the Imperial Army’s legion commanders, the one and only personal guard General, Zhao Long!
With his spear thrusting forward, a golden dragon roared out, its body wrapped in a fierce and sharp spear aura, shooting straight through along with the dragon.
Between heaven and earth, there was only the furious roar of the dragon.
Endowed with imperial power, Zhao Long brimd with pride from the strength bestowed by his Emperor.
“The spear strikes like a dragon!”
The onslaught of the Golden Dragon Soul Power attack caused Yun ng to change color abruptly.
Yun ng raised his Ice Cold spear rapidly shaking it, resulting in a flurry of spear blossoms, spreading a white blizzard, eclipsing the sky to build a defense in front of him.
Roar!
The howling dragon cries resonated instantly between heaven and earth, clashing fiercely with the blizzard.
The blizzard created a perfect defense to blind the enemy’s sight, its defense was extrely strong.
The snowstorm that filled the sky was all ford by twisting power, akin to a sky full of spear arrays, resisting the golden shadow of the spear dragon.
Boom!
The next mont, the golden dragon plunged headfirst into the storm, buried within this white tempest.
Imdiately, Yun ng gasped a breath of cold air; he could feel his Soul Power rapidly weakening, at a pace so fast it was alarming.
The blizzard was closely linked to his own being; if the enemy’s attack was too strong, then the consumption of Soul Power would dramatically increase.
Now, the terrifying pace of his Soul Power consumption highlighted just how fearso the power of that strike truly was.
Within the tempest of blizzard before him, a glint of gold beca increasingly distinct, and it continued to grow.
Yun ng’s pupils contracted, and he hastily raised his Ice Cold spear, aiming it forward.
But in that split second, the golden dragon burst through the chill emanating from the spear, fiercely colliding with it in his hands.
The power of the golden dragon spear curled open, following the shaft of the Ice Cold spear forward, utterly unaffected and unobstructed, directly colliding with Yun ng’s chest.
At that mont, Yun ng felt as if he had been struck by a massive hamr, pounding fiercely onto his chest, leaving him breathless.
The domineering spear aura passed through his body, and the unstoppable force sent him hurtling backward.
Crash!
Following that, the Black Dragon Silver Armor broke through the snowstorm, with Zhao Long rapidly approaching Yun ng, his hands radiating with thunder and Ice Cold brilliance.
The royal power was the ability to use the units’ skills of the Huaxia Empire, allowing Lin Qian to use their abilities.
The imperial power was a blessing from the Emperor, granting the units of the Huaxia Empire the abilities of their Emperor.
Zhao Long could now use an enhancent to the Martial Soul’s properties, freely augnting it within the range of a twentyfold increase.
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“Imperial authority…”
“Power enhancent!”
“Swiftness!”
“Agility!”
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Aboard the Renhuang Martial Emperor, Lin Qian suddenly raised his hand, and light after light burst forth from the Mountain and River Jade Seal, blessing Zhao Long with one strengthening effect after another.
Like a cot, Zhao Long charged forward, with rune circles materializing in front of him. The mont he passed through them, they turned into streams of light that adhered to his body, and his aura climbed incessantly.
“The power of His Majesty!” Zhao Long roared proudly, the thunder and Ice Cold on his hands rising wildly, as his physique and Soul Power soared to twenty tis their strength.
“Double the attack.”
“Blessing!”
In an instant, Zhao Long’s strength surged to a terrifying fifty tis, and the aura emanating from him sent Yun ng reeling in horror.
“The situation has changed, leave!” Yun ng’s face underwent a drastic change, and he bellowed to Emperor Yuheng.
How could this frenzied Zhao Long, who was no less than a monster, be considered rely a Master Level in strength yet able to pursue and fight against soone from the Overlord Level Awakening Realm?
“To insult His Majesty and to think of escaping punishnt, die! Die! Die!”
Zhao Long was resolute, and gradually, faint cracks broke out all over his body, from which blood seeped out – his body was experiencing an unbearable burden.
The reason for this was the crimson glow radiating from Zhao Long.
Another tenfold increase in strength from his unique Martial General Skill, Zhao Long’s signature move.
“Peerless!”
Five hundred tis!
Thud!
In a blink, Zhao Long disappeared from the spot, a sonic boom erupting behind him. The backdraft caused by the burst of speed outright collapsed a mountain.
In the blink of an eye, with blood-soaked Zhao Long was already before Yun ng. With a terrified look in his opponent’s eyes, Zhao Long swung the Tailong Spear down with full force.
No fancy Soul Light, no ornate moves – just a plain, full-powered spear smash.
The spearhead crashed down on Yun ng, shattering his Ice defensive spear on impact, rendering his protective Soul Power as if non-existent, and allowing the Tailong Spear to pass through unimpeded.
The next mont, Yun ng’s body twisted and burst open, disintegrating into a mist of blood, vanishing from this world.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Right after, the towering mountain peaks directly in front of Zhao Long were split in two, with earth and debris flying everywhere.
The ground before Zhao Long cracked open as well, revealing a gaping chasm.
This sight terrified Emperor Yuheng, who felt his soul scatter.
How could Yun ng, a Ninth Level powerhouse from a branch of the Yun family and forrly known as the number one genius, have been blown to oblivion by a Seventh Level Soul Martial Artist from the Awakening Realm, with not even dregs left behind?
Just who was this Black Dragon Silver Armor General, and how could he inspire such terror?
“To fight with and yet be so distracted?” At that mont, Zhang Juncheng’s voice sounded beside him. Emperor Yuheng cursed inwardly, realizing too late; the sword formation that had closed in on him suddenly tightened, trapping him completely, immobilizing him.
A single careless move would an a thousand swords piercing the heart!
The domineering and peerless force caused Zhao Long’s body to be covered in fissures, blood trickling out through the gaps in his silver armor.
Despite this, Zhao Long stood tall and proud upon his return to the Renhuang Martial Emperor, kneeling before Lin Qian, “The madman who insulted Your Majesty has been executed by this general, without a place to bury his body, in protection of Your Majesty’s honor.”
With urgency, Lin Qian went forward to help Zhao Long rise, his brow deeply furrowed: “Such recklessness. Your strength has surged because of , but if you cannot endure it and your body bursts, what then?”
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