radiothebook Chapter 573 Even a single stab from the God-Slaying Spear would damage a Saint's Dao Fruit.
Chapter 573 Even a single stab from the God-Slaying Spear would damage a Saint's Dao Fruit.
The Eastern Emperor Bell is a supreme innate treasure. Even if only half of it is present, its power to suppress space and time is incomparable to that of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.
The Old Ancestor of Burning Lamp's face was extremely grim.
He finally understood that as long as this kid was holding onto that broken bell, he couldn't hurt him at all.
How can we fight like this?
Ran Deng felt incredibly frustrated.
Yuanshi Tianzun sat above watching. If he couldn't even break through Chen Changsheng's defenses, he would definitely be in trouble when he returned.
He gritted his teeth, flipped his left hand, and an ancient lamp emitting a faint glow appeared in his hand.
Coffin lamp.
One of the three lamps of Heaven, Earth, and Man, it is a companion spiritual treasure that can release ghostly fire from the netherworld, specifically designed to burn the primordial spirit.
The Old Ancestor of Burning Lamp gently blew on the coffin lamp.
A ball of ghastly green flames shot out instantly, transforming into a gigantic Netherworld Fire Dragon that roared and pounced on Chen Changsheng.
The flame had no heat, yet it exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
The temperature inside the hall plummeted, and many immortals and gods shivered.
Zhen Yuanzi frowned.
This ghostly fire is extremely insidious; once one is touched by it, their primordial spirit will be burned to ashes.
Chen Changsheng is likely to suffer a loss this time.
Chen Changsheng sneered inwardly as he watched the fire dragon rushing towards him.
Playing with fire.
I am a person who has the incarnation of the ancestral witch Zhu Rong, don't try to play with fire with me.
Without flinching, he charged straight at the fire dragon.
"The Great Dao Incarnation Technique, Zhu Rong."
Chen Changsheng mentally uttered a low shout.
A violent and intense aura of fire energy instantly erupted from his body.
His red hair moved without wind, and his eyes turned crimson.
He opened his mouth and took a deep breath.
He actually swallowed that menacing Netherfire Dragon whole.
The entire room fell silent.
The old master of the lamp almost popped his eyes out.
His prized Netherworld Flame was actually eaten by this kid.
Is this guy even human?
Chen Changsheng let out a burp, spitting out a wisp of pale green sparks.
He rubbed his stomach, looking disgusted.
"This fire tastes awful, it's got a sinister aura. What kind of weird stuff do you usually eat, Vice Leader?"
Upon hearing this, the people on the Intercepting Sect's side burst out laughing.
Zhao Gongming laughed until tears streamed down his face, slamming his fist on the table and shouting.
"My nephew is right. That old man's heart is black. How can fire taste good?"
Bixiao laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.
The disciples of the Chan Sect were all red-faced and trembling with anger, yet they had nothing to say.
The Old Ancestor of Burning Lamp stood in the center of the field, his face alternating between pale and flushed.
He had lived for countless years and had never suffered such humiliation.
One of his strongest killing moves was actually eaten by his opponent like a snack, and he even complained that it tasted bad.
This is practically rubbing his face in the ground.
Yuanshi Tianzun watched from above, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.
He stared intently at Chen Changsheng, his killing intent toward the boy reaching its peak.
This kid not only has a strong physical body and is protected by the Eastern Emperor Bell, but he is also not afraid of the Netherworld Ghost Fire.
What kind of freak is this?
The Old Ancestor of Burning Lamp took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.
He knew he had really messed up today.
This kid can't be judged by common sense at all.
But now he's in a bind.
Yuanshi Tianzun was watching. If he were to admit defeat so easily, he would definitely not be able to stay in the Chan Sect in the future.
Ancestor Burning Lamp bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood essence onto the Qiankun Ruler.
The Qiankun Ruler instantly burst forth with a blinding gray light, its size increasing to tens of thousands of feet.
An overwhelming pressure emanated from Chi's body.
The Old Ancestor of Burning Lamp gripped the ruler handle with both hands, veins bulging on his forehead.
He poured all his magical power into the Qiankun Ruler without reservation.
"Chen Changsheng, don't be so arrogant."
"Take this blow."
With a roar, the Ancestor Burning Lamp unleashed the power to cleave through the chaos, and slammed the Ten Thousand Foot Universe Ruler down upon Chen Changsheng.
This attack drained most of the magical power of Ancestor Burning Lamp.
The void collapsed completely below this foot, revealing vast expanses of chaotic space.
A terrifying spatial storm raged within the hall.
Haotian's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly mobilized the Heavenly Court's fortune to firmly stabilize the Heavenly Dao barrier.
This old guy has gone mad; he's trying to demolish the Lingxiao Palace!
Chen Changsheng looked up at the massive ruler that was about to strike him down, a look of solemnity flashing in his eyes.
A desperate attack from a Quasi-Saint at the peak is indeed not to be underestimated.
But he still did not back down.
For Chen Changsheng, the word "retirement" doesn't exist in his dictionary.
"If you want to fight to the death, I'll go with you."
Chen Changsheng roared, and the magical power of a Primordial Golden Immortal surged wildly within his body.
The broken Eastern Emperor Bell above his head burst forth with an unprecedentedly brilliant light.
The sun, moon, and stars on the bell seemed to come alive, radiating dazzling divine light.
"town."
Chen Changsheng suddenly lifted his hands upwards.
The Eastern Emperor Bell swelled in the wind and transformed into an ancient divine mountain, directly meeting the falling Qiankun Ruler.
Rumble.
The two collided, unleashing an indescribable, terrifying roar.
The blinding light made everyone close their eyes.
A violent energy shockwave raged wildly within the Heavenly Dao Barrier, causing the entire Heavenly Court to shake violently.
The jade table inside the main hall was shattered, and celestial fruits and wines were scattered all over the floor.
It took more than ten breaths for the blinding light to gradually dissipate.
Everyone hurriedly opened their eyes and looked at the scene.
Chen Changsheng remained standing in the same spot, his legs slightly bent, his hands tightly supporting the Eastern Emperor Bell.
His face was pale, and a trickle of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
But he persevered.
It withstood the desperate attack of the Burning Lamp Ancestor.
The Old Ancestor of Burning Lamp was in an even more sorry state.
His hands were bruised and bleeding profusely from the bruising between his thumb and forefinger.
The Universe Ruler was struck back to its original form, fell to the ground, and its light dimmed.
The Old Ancestor of Burning Lamp gasped for breath, staring intently at Chen Changsheng, his heart filled with despair.
This kid is too tough.
Even his all-out attack couldn't break the broken bell.
How can we play like this?
Chen Changsheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and straightened his back.
He looked at the panting Ancestor Randeng, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
"You're done."
"Now, it's my turn."
As soon as Chen Changsheng finished speaking, his right hand suddenly reached into the void.
An overwhelming aura of killing intent instantly filled the entire Lingxiao Palace.
The moment that murderous aura appeared, the temperature in the entire Lingxiao Palace instantly dropped to freezing point.
All the immortals and gods felt a chill run from the soles of their feet straight up to the top of their heads.
Even their souls trembled under this murderous aura.
Chen Changsheng slowly withdrew his right hand from the void.
A tattered spear, entirely black and radiating endless demonic energy, appeared in his hand.
God-Slaying Spear.
The peerless demonic weapon of the Demon Ancestor Rahu.
Although it was damaged, the terrifying killing intent that could harm even a saint's Dao fruit still sent chills down one's spine.
That murderous aura was cold, pure, and without any impurities, as if it were born for destruction.
The moment it appeared, the magnificent and grand celestial atmosphere inside the Lingxiao Palace was instantly washed away, leaving only a deathly silence that chilled one to the bone.
All the eyes of the immortals and gods were fixed on the black spear in Chen Changsheng's hand.
The gun was broken and cracked, and its entire body was black, yet it seemed to be able to devour all light. The cold light on the tip of the gun was the embodiment of the most primal killing law in the world.
"The God-Slaying Spear!"
Taishang could no longer maintain his tranquil and inactive demeanor. He suddenly stood up from the futon, and the whisk in his hand snapped in two as he subconsciously gripped it.
He had lived for countless years and seen all sorts of things, but when this spear appeared, his Dao heart still trembled violently.
This is the innate treasure of the Demon Ancestor Rahu, the number one killing weapon in the primordial world, a ferocious object that even dared to confront the Creation Jade Disc of the Dao Ancestor.
Although it is now broken, the original killing intent that can harm a saint's Dao fruit cannot be faked.
How did this thing end up in this kid's hands?