With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 842 - 616: Once Weak Bones Could Not Hold the Sword,

Hoo—

ng Chuan temporarily eased his mind, but he knew clearly that the negative impact brought by devouring others’ souls couldn’t always rely on refining within the consciousness sea.

Even the Innate Full Divine Power of a master like his couldn’t do anything against the huge resentnt at the Spirit Platform!

Pursuing strength must be done with propriety.

ng Chuan once again awakened internally, determined to use this move sparingly...

Beyond his body, his sensing range expanded threefold, simultaneously becoming more sensitive to new findings.

This "world" had lost its master and was gradually closing and shrinking.

The Steel Burner was dead, with no force left to obstruct him.

He easily used a fla to burn open the "dinsion" that separated this world from the human realm.

The "sizzling" sound echoed, and a gigantic rift appeared before ng Chuan.

Before leaving, he tried touching the void with his newly awakened Spiritual Power.

His fingertips inexplicably condensed half a golden ripple, which rippled away.

ng Chuan deeply felt the sealed remnants of Steel Burner’s final mont of fear within...

This was the embryonic form of materializing Spiritual Power, also...

A ticket to ascend to a higher dinsion.

With a single move, he retrieved the Bone Sword that was knocked away and held it in his palm.

The Explosive Fla originally attached to him dissipated along with its master’s demise, revealing the true form of the Bone Sword.

Jagged bone spurs covered its entirety, with hundreds of sharp hooks glinting coldly, exceptionally eerie.

Others wouldn’t dare to even touch it, feeling chills just glancing at it.

This item was part of Steel Burner’s tailbone and should accurately be considered a remnant carcass...

But in his hands, it could be regarded as... True Martial forging material?

The quality of the Bone Sword is unquestionably extraordinary.

It can withstand hundreds of clashes with Naihe Bridge Head Moon without damage, and even Demon Seed True Qi cannot corrode it; how could it be a common object?

The Yang Family’s old Grandmaster intended to help him reforge an upgraded weapon, forging a fourth-grade halberd; let’s see if this item will be useful then...

...

The outside world.

The acting Corps Commander, two old monks, and Grandmaster Lian watched as the color of the fire shield dimd, promptly ready for action.

Grandmaster Lian clasped his fingers together, the brilliant blue True Gang like a tiger hunting in the wind, eyes firmly locking onto the demon.

The overturned light shield completely faded, and a crimson light transford into a crimson small flag, firmly grasped by the demon.

Fang Jianxing’s face lit up with joy, ng Chuan is dead!

Escape!

His gaze imdiately targeted the weakest person among the four, the skinny monk.

Chen Xin’s hair stood on end and he imdiately shouted:

"The formation is broken, Grandmaster Lian, quickly take action!"

Grandmaster Lian remained in a folded-arm posture, indifferent to Chen Xin’s shouts.

His spiritual perception was exceptional; after Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, he could already sense dinsional fluctuations.

No matter whether it was the big shot approaching, or ng Chuan erging, both were much more important than Fang Jianxing.

A thought flashed by, and suddenly a ripple of transparency and colorlessness appeared above the demon holding a sword and an umbrella.

The next mont, a powerful hand erged from the void, lightning-fast, grabbing Fang Jianxing’s flag-wielding arm, and tearing forcefully!

Ahhhhh!

Fang Jianxing’s facial features twisted together, his heart-wrenching cries pierced the clouds.

He attempted to lift his right arm but felt nothing.

Looking in disbelief, his right arm and the Crimson Flag had vanished without a trace.

What was that?

Steel Burner wants to kill ?!

Run, run, run!

Turning around, making his move, black mist exploded in place.

In the mist, ng Chuan’s original slightly tall stature appeared particularly imposing.

His right hand disposed of Fang Jianxing’s arm, storing the small flag in his waist badge.

With his left hand, he held Fang Jianxing’s neck tightly.

This ti, if Fang Jianxing escaped again, his na would be written backwards!

ng Chuan’s gaze was as sharp as a bone-scraping steel knife, his murderous intent evident.

Even calling Yin Tianshou wouldn’t help; whoever cos—Fang Jianxing must die!

Fang Jianxing realized he was stuck in place, his legs turned weak, continuously swallowing, but his throat was too tightly clamped to swallow down.

The familiar air chanism behind was apparently not Steel Burner...

That was...

He couldn’t believe it!

Crunch, crunch...

ng Chuan forced him to turn around and et his gaze, Fang Jianxing felt like he had been doused in boiling water and thrown into the snow, completely cold!

Just one look at the figure full of charcoal blackness beca his nightmare.

Even Purgatory’s chosen couldn’t match him!

How could this be?!

This young man, no matter how mysterious his thunder technique was, was ultimately limited to a single Divine Power; how could it battle against three Divine Powers?

Not to ntion on talent.

One was a lowly ordinary human, the other hailed from the great world of the cosmos, the Demon Dragon Man of Purgatory Heaven!

How could ng Chuan possibly achieve that?

At this mont, Fang Jianxing’s doubts were greater than the sky, even overshadowing the fear of death.

He knew he was going to die.

Whether it was the multiple cris committed at Tong Family Lane, or driving ng Chuan’s friend Liu Ru to death.

All these, begging for rcy in front of the opponent was useless, and he wouldn’t do it.

He’s completely inescapable now...

Fang Jianxing only wanted to be a ghost who understood what happened.

He had his ways.

anwhile, Chen Xin and Guyue, the two monks, saw the nearly roasted black figure appear.

Exhaled a breath, relaxed but also feeling a bit regretful.

The two monks feared the Demon Path followers would go all out, but feared ng Chuan even more...

The fewer people who knew about the Shaolin Temple’s matters in the Dharma Realm, the better...

Seeing him appear, regardless of the thoughts in their heart, they couldn’t help but look up and greet with folded hands.

"Amitabha—Master ng’s strength is extraordinary, skilled at capturing demons, having such talent is indeed a great fortune for the country!"

Chen Xin also started talking, hoping to say so beautiful words and see if ng Chuan would return the Jade Pendant...

ng Chuan couldn’t be bothered with the two old folks...

Only the acting Corps Commander showed a respectful deanor; ng Chuan’s surroundings’ air chanism was so robust that he felt inferior.

Just now, the one flying the clouds and chasing the demon with thunder was indeed a powerful Martial Arts Master.