Top-tier Unruly Master Chapter 1556 - 1593: Divine Clone Techniques

The elder was sowhat shocked at this scene. At this mont, the opposing figure was abnormally tall and muscular, standing over two ters tall, with a ferocious appearance resembling a gigantic monster. The elder knew that the strength in the opponent's two arms was likely beyond estimation by ordinary people. Furthermore, not only had the opponent's physique beco enormous, but his speed had not slowed due to his large body; rather, he had beco even faster!

In an instant, the muscular man's two arms, like those of a giant, were already hamring towards the elder, bringing with them a fierce wind!

Bang, bang, bang...

Although the elder was also a Spirit Severing Cultivator, facing such terrifying attacks from the opponent, he dared not confront them head-on. Instead, he swiftly dodged the attacks. The muscular man's punches eventually landed on the nearby sturdy trees.

For a mont, a series of booms echoed, and the trees exploded imdiately, with splinters flying everywhere.

At this mont, Ding Fan, who was hiding nearby and concealing his cultivation, saw this scene and couldn't help feeling a bit nervous. The muscular man had sohow suddenly transford into this state, and Ding Fan knew he must have cultivated so special technique that allowed him to briefly possess such an enormous body and intimidating strength.

Although Ding Fan didn't know exactly what technique it was, all cultivation techniques under heaven are interconnected. Such an astonishing technique must also consu a lot, and the muscular man couldn't maintain this state indefinitely. After all, this state was too fearful; even Ding Fan himself might not be able to face the opponent's attacks head-on.

Presumably, only Spirit Severing Late Stage cultivators and above could face him.

It was obvious that the muscular man was in an invincible state below the Spirit Severing Late Stage, and Ding Fan felt sowhat fortunate that he hadn't directly confronted them earlier. Otherwise, if these two joined forces, Ding Fan might have been overwheld. However, Ding Fan did not feel too afraid either.

Even though the muscular man now seed nearly invincible below the Spirit Severing Late Stage, Ding Fan's Frost Toad might be able to handle even Early Tribulation Stage cultivators, so there was naturally nothing to worry about. Besides, the muscular man's current form was only temporary.

Though the muscular man was of Spirit Severing cultivation, presumably he wouldn't sustain that state for too long.

Ding Fan's concealnt thods were incredibly powerful, and his position was very hidden, so the three of them hadn't noticed his presence. Ding Fan had nothing to worry about. He only needed to wait for the two Spirit Severing cultivators to mutually exhaust each other, and then he could strike.

At this mont, the muscular man was relentlessly attacking the Spirit Severing Elder, with not only incredible power but also remarkable speed, leaving people in shock. But the elder was no ordinary cultivator; although he dared not et the opponent's attacks head-on, he evaded them quite skillfully.

In a short ti, only a small portion of the muscular man's attacks struck the elder, with most of the vicious attacks cleverly dodged by the elder. After all, the elder was a Spirit Severing Cultivator. Although he admired the muscular man's technique, he also understood that if he persisted in dodging for a while, the opponent would be unable to sustain this state any longer.

After all, as powerful as this technique might be, in the Cultivation World, the more powerful the technique, the greater the consumption. The elder knew that when the opponent couldn't maintain his strength, that would be his weakest mont. At that ti, if the elder struck with full power, he would surely defeat the opponent in one move, perhaps even killing him!

The elder dodged again and again, the muscular man's expression was tense, with anger boiling in his heart. If the opponent continued to evade like this, it would be a problem. The muscular man's aura suddenly intensified, and he launched a fierce strike at the opponent.

"Let's see how you dodge this!"

At this mont, the muscular man's speed was astonishingly fast, noticeably several tis faster than before. In an instant, a giant figure in the forest frantically chased after an elder, with the muscular man's punches fiercely and swiftly pounding towards him, one after another, like a torrential downpour, making it impossible to dodge.

The elder's face changed slightly; the opponent's attacks were too fierce to avoid. The elder's brow furrowed deeply, and the faint yellow light on his body brightened as he t the opponent's fists with his palms.

Bang, bang, bang!

A series of dull thuds resonated through the forest. The elder's arms grew sore; he had already channeled all his True Qi to defend against the punches, but it was still extrely difficult. The opponent's power was simply too imnse, forcing the elder to retreat continuously.

Bang!

Pushed back step by step, the elder collided with a tree behind him, which imdiately fell to the ground. The elder continued to retreat, knocking over tree after tree. His face looked grim, and blood was already seeping from the corner of his mouth. The elder knew that if this situation continued, he might not be able to resist the opponent any longer...

The elder already sensed so internal injury but it wasn't too severe. However, if things continued like this, the injuries would gradually worsen, making it even harder to defeat the opponent. He had long been calculating the ti in his mind.

The opponent had maintained this state for so ti now; even if he was a Spirit Severing cultivator, he couldn't keep it up much longer. It might soon be ti for him to counterattack.

Boom boom boom...

The Elder was continuously forced to retreat by the punches of the Muscular Man, with giant trees falling one by one behind him. However, a barely noticeable smile appeared on the Elder's face. The smile was sowhat cold, full of murderous intent. The Elder was waiting for the mont, and at this ti, he had a faint yellow aura of protection, so even though he was being forced to retreat, he could still endure for a period of ti.

But his opponent probably won't be able to hold on for much longer!

Witnessing this scene, the Fat Man nearby was so scared that his legs went weak, and he sat on the ground unable to get up, his face full of shock and tension. He never imagined that Elder Zhao would fall into a disadvantage and even have no chance to fight back against the Muscular Man, only able to be forced back constantly, crashing into one giant tree after another.

Every ti a giant tree fell with a loud crash, the Fat Man's heart would jump as if soone was violently attacking his heart, making him extrely nervous and frightened. At this ti, as the sound of the giant trees falling echoed, the Fat Man seed to find it difficult to breathe.

He knew that if Elder Zhao couldn't defeat his opponent, he wouldn't escape death himself!

"Let's see how long you can hold out?" The Muscular Man continued to force the Elder back with an insidious and pleased expression. The Muscular Man believed that not to ntion his opponent being a Spirit Severing Cultivator, but even if he had an Indestructible Body, he would definitely die under his endless barrage of punches.

"I wanted to ask you the sa question!" The Elder replied while defending against his opponent's punches. His arms were aching from the impact, but as ti passed, he grew increasingly proud, while secretly gathering strength in his heart, ready to deliver a decisive strike that would ensure his opponent's death.

Hmm?

Hearing the Elder's words, the Muscular Man's heart was shaken, and he suddenly realized that his True Qi was almost depleted. His smile imdiately vanished, and he looked angrily at his opponent. It turned out that the Elder had been dodging to continuously drag out ti, waiting for the mont when his True Qi was exhausted.

The Muscular Man paused, and this ti he threw both fists towards the Elder while standing still, sending the Elder flying dozens of ters back.

Rumble...

The Elder saw the fierce double punches coming and simultaneously unleashed his palms towards his opponent. At the mont of impact, the Elder felt an imnse force transmitting to his arms, like a great cauldron weighing tens of thousands of pounds falling from thousands of ters in the air. The force was simply terrifying.

With a bow stance, the Elder retreated more than ten ters, maintaining a considerable distance from the Muscular Man.

At this mont, the Muscular Man quickly took a dicine pill from his chest and put it directly into his mouth. There was a hint of pain on the Muscular Man's face after consuming the dicine pill. This was a Seventh Grade Zhengyuan Pill, capable of quickly restoring a cultivator's True Qi, bringing it back to peak condition in just a mont.

Whether for a Nascent Soul Cultivator, an Ergence Stage Cultivator, or a Transcendence Tribulation Stage Cultivator, this Seventh Grade Zhengyuan Pill could restore a cultivator's True Qi to peak condition. The Muscular Man always treated it as a treasure but now had no choice but to use it, as the Elder also had Spirit Severing cultivation. Without the dicine pill, he wouldn't be able to defeat his opponent.

The Elder's face changed dramatically upon witnessing this scene, becoming very grim. He did not expect to give his opponent the chance to consu the dicine pill, and the Elder couldn't help but clasp his hands together, disappearing instantly and reappearing in front of the Muscular Man, delivering fierce palm strikes towards him.

At this ti, the Elder's palm technique seed entirely different than before, reaching a much higher level. Evidently, the Elder had unveiled his ultimate skill, and although his opponent had consud the dicine pill, the opponent still needed ti to digest and absorb it. This was exactly the chance the Elder sought to kill his opponent!

The Elder unleashed his full strength, the faint yellow circle around him suddenly expanding countless tis, instantly enveloping the entire forest and even the sky. In no ti, the sky turned a dim golden hue, making it seem like dusk despite being midday, with golden clouds appearing in the sky...

Boom boom boom...

The Elder's palm techniques were extrely sharp, one strike after another, accompanied by extrely hot and fierce sword-like flas sweeping through. With just one palm strike towards the Muscular Man, countless giant trees nearby were caught in the crossfire, chopped in half, their severed tops still burning with flas...

The Elder was not just using a single palm strike. His palm techniques were relentless, one after another, causing the Muscular Man's expression to change drastically. His opponent's moves were incredibly bizarre; previously maintaining a distance of over ten ters, his opponent instantly appeared before him, and his palm techniques had taken on a completely different form. The Muscular Man was shocked, and his massive arms swung towards the opponent.

After a short while, nurous wounds had appeared on the Muscular Man's body, and he felt extrely weak internally. At this mont, his True Qi was most exhausted, just as the Zhengyuan Pill's effects were beginning to manifest. For a mont, the Muscular Man's face looked very unsightly.

He no longer had ti to think about anything else and could barely support his massive body, continuously defending against the Elder's palm attacks.