Chapter 585
Ba Ji’s lips curled into a grin, his heart brimming with joy as he pondered.
Mr. Dong Jun had been desperately searching for a bloodline to enslave. He even resorted to the humiliating plan to create a Dragon King bloodline, which was a laborious process, underscoring the rarity of Dragon King-level bloodlines.
He never expected the plan to go awry. A supposed alchemical puppet had turned out to be a real person, which was bad news. However, this real person possessed the legendary Dragon God bloodline! It was a turn of good fortune after hardship.
Xia Feng, after using his bloodline to intimidate the bone dragon, still couldn’t withstand the immense pressure and was forced to retreat.
Finally, rocks rained down, and he was caught between two colossal mountains. The mountains pressed in inch by inch, threatening to crush him.
Looking up, at the end of the narrow crevice, a thousand meters away, the burly man stood beneath a radiant star river, like a deity.
“Swish—”
Gui Dao and Maid Fei appeared behind Xia Feng, soaring upwards.
Beneath the star river, entry into any alternate space or plane was impossible, but the space-displacement ability could still be used.
He first blinked behind Gui Dao, then behind Maid Fei. Simultaneously, he unleashed his Vermillion Bird Fire Wings, rising like a phoenix from the abyss and soaring into the heavens.
“Bang!!!”
The two mountains slammed shut. Xia Feng narrowly escaped, his eyes filled with cold killing intent as he lunged towards the burly man in the sky!
Ba Ji had already realized that the combined strength and durability of these two reached the peak of Venerable Second Realm, and with the Dragon God bloodline’s enhancement, it was likely around the Venerable Third Realm.
He dared not be careless, nor could he afford to be approached. After all, he had participated in the Martial God Project experiments himself and possessed a highly incomplete and unawakened Dragon King bloodline. His flawed bloodline was easily suppressed by the Dragon God bloodline, making close combat disadvantageous for him.
With a stomp, Ba Ji retreated like a cannonball, spreading his arms wide before clapping them together. In the sky, rock walls extended from all four directions, rapidly forming layer upon layer of stone barriers in front of him.
He had initially intended to kill them both and then use soul-searching techniques to extract their memories. Now, it seemed he had to capture them alive. However, the strength of these two was surprisingly outrageous. Despite being mere True Martial cultivators, their combined durability posed a threat to him. Their only weakness now was the insufficient power of their A-class Spirit Robes. The Musashi Tengu hadn’t been defeated, and their defense couldn’t withstand the Zhen Shan He’s attack. Of course, although they lacked the means to threaten a Venerable Third Realm expert like him, capturing them alive would still be difficult. He had to end this quickly!
Without hesitation, Ba Ji’s stone defenses opened, revealing a fleet of warships arrayed across the sky. A thought flashed through his mind: “Jin Yanghong, activate King Descending Star!”
In the main warship, Jin Yanghong was startled, confused. “Weren’t you two just performing in there? Why activate a trump card like the King Descending Star, going all out like this?”
The King Descending Star was an Epic God Relic, appearing as four spheres. Three were used for defense in the sky fortress, while one sphere was mounted on the main warship, requiring a significant amount of spirit materials and spirit particles to activate. Each activation was a considerable expenditure.
Despite his confusion, Jin Yanghong dared not hesitate. As his thoughts raced, his face turned pale. He exhausted his own spirit particles and issued commands to nearly a thousand spirit masters across twenty warships.
Instantly, a sphere composed of red light flow rose above the main warship. Countless sword qi clashed and surged within it. The sphere’s surface expanded and contracted like unstable magma, rapidly growing into a sun-like sword qi that obscured the sky. It resembled a great sun descending, unleashing thousands of radiant swords that plunged into the rock planet, causing the rock walls to close instantly, sealing the space.
This was called the King Descending Sword Formation. Besides attacking, it had the power to heavily injure a Venerable Third Realm expert and could also be used for sealing. As long as the target was completely within the King Descending Sword Formation, their spirit pressure, spirit artifacts, and five senses would be sealed within 5 seconds, and their consciousness would rapidly descend into chaos. This sword formation was usually employed to capture cunning imperial criminals with excellent escape abilities, making it highly practical.
At the same time, Maid Fei and Gui Dao’s figures penetrated layer after layer of rock walls. Xia Feng, using the Four Symbols Array, followed closely behind, his figure blinking continuously. Soon, he passed through all obstacles and saw the burly man beneath the star river again.
However, this time was different. A thousand radiant swords had unexpectedly shot from behind the burly man, their flames scorching, resembling a doomsday scene of a meteor shower from outer space. The burly man waved his large hand, and the speed of these star-like divine swords increased again. In a flash, they arrived before Xia Feng.
“Kid, your abilities are indeed strange, but it’s time for this to end.” The burly man in the distance looked down like a deity.
Sword cries “swish” resounded, and fierce winds whipped up tornadoes. The thousand flame swords formed a Bagua-style sealing formation around the black-robed Red Spade Person. Xia Feng looked at the formation around him in confusion, feeling no physical discomfort, nor were his spirit artifacts or consciousness sealed.
What Ba Ji didn’t know was that after Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong fused, their immense mental power would prevent the sealing formation from affecting them too greatly. At most, their spirit pressure would be gradually sealed.
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Xia Feng paid it no mind, as he sensed an even more terrifying crisis approaching.
“Rumble!!!” As thunder boomed, both Xia Feng and Ba Ji involuntarily looked up.
They saw that within the radiant star river, a dense black mist had inexplicably appeared, forming a terrifying tribulation cloud. Dozens of blood-gold lightning bolts writhed within the clouds like dragons, resembling a star-spanning giant beast emerging from the primordial era, opening its god-like eyes!
All things fell silent!
Ba Ji’s indifferent eyes, looking up at the sky, widened and then contracted sharply, his expression stunned.
This was a heavenly tribulation? A heavenly tribulation, also known as Heavenly Dao Divine Thunder, was a judgment from the Heavenly Dao triggered only by owners of S-grade spirit artifacts. So, did one of these two possess an S-grade spirit artifact? But normally, such a tribulation should only consist of a single divine thunder. The current situation, however, showed twelve blood-gold divine thunders rolling within the clouds, exploding across the sky. The terrifying scene was imprinted in his eyes, which had shrunk to the size of starlight pellets, a look of utter dread covering his face.
Ten… twelve bolts?! What the hell were these two?! Ba Ji’s face contorted.
“Boom—!!” The dim world was illuminated like daylight, the world turning white. Gui Dao and Maid Fei, like streaks of red and pink ink on white paper, shot diagonally upwards towards the burly man. Approaching rapidly!
Ba Ji naturally saw that Xia Feng could teleport using this person and blade. Clearly, this scoundrel intended to drag him down to mutual destruction! How ridiculous.
Ba Ji quickly came to his senses, not overly panicked. From such a distance, even with his teleportation ability, it was impossible for Xia Feng to reach him. He would let these two fools perish under the Heavenly Dao Divine Thunder! He wouldn’t join them! Ba Ji sneered in his heart, his rock defenses enclosing him from all sides above his head, and he rapidly retreated.
