Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Chapter 271: Chapter 271 Divinity Transformation Falls_1

If the Great Qian also had such a heavenly prodigy,

how could it not rise to greatness?

Chen Zhong slowly retreated into the dense forest.

No wonder Grandmaster Shen refused to leave.

It turned out he was eyeing that wild boar demon.

Not only could he slay the demon king of the Thousand Demon Cave, but he could also shift the blame cleanly.

Despite the great harvest, this wasn’t something an ordinary person could achieve.

Being able to boldly strike and slay an extreme boundary demon king in front of three Divinity Transformation Realm masters, such audacity was enough to make ordinary people feel ashamed.

“Finally, I can leave…”

Chen Zhong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart; to be honest, if he had to watch any longer, his heart might not be able to take it.

Just then, his eyes suddenly widened.

He saw Shen Yi casually retrieve the corpse of the wild boar demon, and then red clouds enveloped his feet.

In an instant, he dashed toward Zhang Mingyang in the sky!

“Gah!”

Chen Zhong suddenly clutched his chest.

A’Qing opened her mouth wide in shock, as the White Jade in her hand clattered to the ground.

Could it be that Grandmaster Shen wasn’t targeting the wild boar demon… but a true Deification Transcendent Realm master?!

The difference between the two realms was like heaven and earth.

If it were just facing a demon king of extreme boundary, A’Qing might still be able to think of a method, set up some kind of grand formation to provide a little help.@@novelbin@@

But against an actual Divinity Transformation Realm opponent, she couldn’t rack her brain enough to figure out what she could possibly do.

If it doesn’t make sense, then don’t think about it…

She stood honestly in the woods, looking up at the sky.

The scales on the body of the Golden Dragon were lifelike, its whiskers fluttering; if not for the fact that everything, including its eyes, was golden, it would hardly be distinguishable from a living creature.

Zhang Mingyang, who faced it, felt this even more deeply.

The adversary’s body was in no way inferior to that of a true Demon Emperor; at the moment, it wrapped around him tightly, and no matter how the vines tried to pull, they could not shake it in the slightest.

The Poisonous Wood Treasure Spear, condensed from nature’s spiritual energy, stabbed frantically at the body of the Golden Dragon.

However, the venom that even a Demon Emperor would dread had no effect on the Golden Dragon, and the sharp spear tip could hardly break through its body.

“Roar!”

Accompanied by a dragon’s roar, Zhang Mingyang’s shoulder, grabbed by the dragon’s mouth, was directly crushed.

His entire presence weakened to the extreme,

so much so that even his spirit began to drift.

I must survive… I must survive!

As a Deification Transcendent Realm Cultivator, his will to live was immensely strong; otherwise, he wouldn’t have reached the ranks of the foremost powerhouses.

He forced his energy to circulate once more.

A Thorn Bracelet flew from his waist, suddenly expanding several times its size, and in a flash, it looped around the neck of the Golden Dragon. The thorns sank into its Golden Body, forcefully tearing it away.

Seizing this momentary opportunity, Zhang Mingyang couldn’t care less that his arm was still in its mouth, and he tore away forcefully.

A tearing sound was heard.

His entire arm, along with the black and white vestment robe, was ripped off together.

He gasped for air with all his might, fleeing downward in a disheveled state!

A timely white cloud formed under his feet, carrying him quickly away into the distance!

“I’m alive!”

Joy finally surged in Zhang Mingyang’s eyes.

In an instant, a vicious kick came at him head-on, smashing hard onto his face.

The white cloud dissipated, and under that tremendous force, Zhang Mingyang’s entire body flew back in reverse.

A Transcendent Spirit True Man, dignified and powerful, now flailed his arms in a panic like an ordinary person, struggling to steady himself.

He focused his gaze, and a flicker of ghostly fire ignited from the bottom of his heart.

Before him, blocking his path of escape, stood a tall figure in a black cloak, floating on a cloud. That kick had come precisely from that young man.

Red light radiated intensely from the figure, clearly in the Primordial Realm.

Zhang Mingyang had no time to wonder why, under these circumstances, a Primordial Grandmaster dared to lurk nearby.

This world was never short of the reckless and the bold, everyone believing themselves to be the chosen ones of destiny.

What truly enraged him was that a Primordial Grandmaster dared to take action against him, a Divinity Transformation Realm master, putting that recklessly bold idea into practice!

Zhang Mingyang, with only his remaining left hand, activated the spell, first invoking the breath of heaven and earth to protect himself.

Then he turned back to look at the Golden Dragon.

Without sufficient breath to sustain it, even a true magical treasure could not trap the other party for too long.

Watching as the Golden Dragon was about to break free.

In his peripheral view, he saw the Golden Body Dharma Identity had already turned over and was pressing the White Feathered Demon Emperor beneath, smashing punch after punch into its head!

Such brutal combat!

Zhang Mingyang’s eyelids twitched slightly, aware that his earlier escape had clearly offended the Transcendent Spirit Golden Body.

Once it was free, today would be the day he was fated to fall here.

Boom——

The muffled sound of an explosion brought Zhang Mingyang back to his senses, and he shifted his gaze back to see that the youth who was initially very far away had, in the blink of an eye, arrived right before him.

Cold air flowed between his palms.

Clearly aiming for his head.

Luckily, he had taken precautions in advance. A thick piece of wood appeared out of nowhere, blocking the youth’s path, only to be shattered by his punch, as unstoppable as a bamboo splitting force!

“Hiss!”

Under normal circumstances, such strength wouldn’t even interest Zhang Mingyang enough to cause him to bat an eyelid.

But this moment was different.

Feeling the chill rushing towards him, Zhang Mingyang’s complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly dodged to the side.

He splayed his fingers, and a dense barrage of wooden spikes erupted forth.

The seemingly ordinary wooden spikes, the moment they touched Shen Yi’s skin, effortlessly penetrated his flesh, revealing the Crimson Dao Infant within.

“…”

Shen Yi’s eyebrows twitched slightly, but he did not dodge or avoid.

With Primordial battling Divinity.

He didn’t have many choices.

Taking the blow head on, he, too, arrived right in front of Zhang Mingyang and suddenly grasped his neck.

The Cold Jade Xuan Silk Hand was driven to its limit.

The most powerful magical treasure of the entire Great Qian Dynasty now exhibited its true power.

Frost exploded from Zhang Mingyang’s neck, and in no time, it enveloped him entirely, then contracted, as if dressing him in a suit of ice crystal armor.

Even in such a moment, Zhang Mingyang’s keen intuition still caught the strange changes in Shen Yi’s pupils.

Although he didn’t know the effect, he immediately steadied his Divine Soul and instinctively closed his eyes.

This was an instinct born from many years of cultivation experience.

As the palm invaded by chill trembled, he clutched at the spell, “Ignorant junior, die for your lord!”

The exploding poison spikes suddenly converged, transforming into a thick spear that pierced through Shen Yi’s back with a pfft.

Bright red blood instantly soaked his black robe.

Shen Yi slightly looked down, eying the spear tip protruding from his chest.

He was cautious, but he never feared confrontation and struggle.

It didn’t matter to him whether his opponent was a simple mortal or a Transcendent Spirit True Man, before or now.

Rich Peacock Red Glow enveloped his body.

A murderous aura surfaced on his handsome face.

Shen Yi grasped Zhang Mingyang’s neck, while his right fist surged with coldness, venom, and a sharp green glow.

In an instant, a mighty punch landed on the brow of the true man.

Bang!!

Half of Zhang Mingyang’s face was directly smashed.

Before he could even retaliate, he took a heavy kick to the stomach, sending his body flying backward.

On the remaining half of his face, the pupil strained to widen.

In his line of sight was the ferocious golden dragon head looking straight at him.

He saw the dragon roar and open its mouth wide, biting straight toward him!

At the same time.

The black robe swept across the sky, blood stained Shen Yi’s lips, but his hands firmly grasped the knife hilt.

He thrust the straight blade into Zhang Mingyang’s heart with a pfft!

He gasped for air, hands leaving the hilt.

Calmly watching as Zhang Mingyang was completely chewed and mangled by the furiously raging Golden Dragon.

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