Growing 10000 kilograms every day, I evolved into a mythical beast-Chapter 313 - 154: Since Ancient Times, Who Has Not Died? (Asking for Monthly Votes)
Chapter 313: Chapter 154: Since Ancient Times, Who Has Not Died? (Asking for Monthly Votes)
"Mr. Qian!"
Xia Liyue exclaimed, her face slightly changing.
The people in the valley also felt their hearts leap to their throats. Zhao Peng actually intended to strike against Qian Wanjiang!?
At this moment, half of Qian Wanjiang’s mana had surged into the array plate, making it difficult to defend against Zhao Peng’s thunderous attack.
But he was no pushover. With a cold snort, he struck out with his palm to the side.
Boom!
It was like two meteors colliding, with a thunderous explosion.
The shockwave from their clash spread wildly in all directions like a nuclear blast wave.
Everyone at the bottom of the valley turned pale. Even the aftermath of a battle between Seventh-Grade Strong People was enough to leave them dead without a place to be buried.
"Phew!"
Fortunately, Qian Wanjiang waved his large sleeve, and that apocalyptic wave dissipated into nothingness in an instant.
However, after the exchange with Zhao Peng, Qian Wanjiang’s expression also darkened somewhat.
Zhao Peng was originally at the peak of the Sixth Grade, barely stepping into the quasi-seventh-grade threshold using the Moon God Sect’s Secret Technique. Although his strength was not to be underestimated, to Qian Wanjiang, it was not much.
But he had to maintain the operation of the array plate; otherwise, if that blood sacrifice array activated, even he would find it extremely troublesome.
Additionally, he had to divert his attention to protect these students, leaving him somewhat powerless against Zhao Peng.
"A Seventh-Grade Strong, is nothing much, huh?"
Zhao Peng laughed heartily, his face full of mockery.
"Luckily, I planned ahead. Now this Phoenix Valley is sealed tightly, you can only enter but not exit. Even if you, Qian Wanjiang, want to leave, it’ll take you some effort, let alone taking these juniors out."
A crazed look flickered in Zhao Peng’s eyes, his voice like a devil’s whisper: "Qian Wanjiang, just stay here obediently, you were a part of our plan all along!"
Many knew that the Moon God Sect’s God Sealing Ceremony required the blood sacrifice of hundreds of talented youths.
But to tread the path to the peak of Ninth Grade through the God Sealing Ceremony, that was not enough!
It also required the blood, flesh, and soul of a high-grade strong individual, all fully dedicated, to complete the God Sealing Ceremony.
Moreover, the higher the grade of the sacrificed strong individual, the richer the empowerment bestowed by the God Sealing!
If a Ninth Grade expert were to be sacrificed, that would truly be the path to the Absolute Peak of the Ninth Grade!
Zhao Peng’s eyes were crazed. In his view, Qian Wanjiang was already a perfect offering.
"Quasi-seventh-grade is ultimately not a true Seventh-Grade."
Qian Wanjiang snorted coldly, slapping towards Zhao Peng.
"Today, I shall let you know, without reaching the high grade, you are but an ant!"
Boom!
A golden light emerged behind Qian Wanjiang, growing with the wind, transforming into a hundred-meter-tall golden giant, sitting cross-legged, full of sacredness and solemnity.
Its face bore a faint resemblance to Qian Wanjiang, only younger.
The Seventh-grade Realm, also known as the Dharma Image Realm!
At this stage, a martial artist has refined their divine skills to perfection, possessing the power to move mountains and overturn seas.
At this moment, Qian Wanjiang’s golden dharma image extended a big hand to grab Zhao Peng.
Zhao Peng laughed loudly, quickly advancing forward.
...
In Phoenix Valley.
Xu Zhou gazed at the intense roars in the sky, his heart filled with yearning.
"Seventh-grade strong people...."
When a martial artist reaches the Seventh-grade, their lifespan exceeds three hundred years. At this stage, their genes and bloodline undergo subtle changes, benefitting future generations.
Only those who reach this realm truly possess god-like abilities, their flesh crossing the void, their will traveling the four seas.
Every move has the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, not just figuratively referred to as a human-shaped nuclear bomb.
Hence, the seventh grade is known as high-grade martial artists!
"Mr. Qian is truly formidable." Xu Zhou watched the fierce battle between the two, unable to help but sigh in admiration.
Qian Wanjiang, while maintaining the array plate, could still engage Zhao Peng intensely, even showing signs of suppressing him!
As Qian Wanjiang said, a quasi-seventh-grade is ultimately not a true seventh-grade.
Even though Zhao Peng had set up many advantages beforehand, in front of Mr. Qian, a true seventh-grade, it was still inadequate!
The situation began to reverse.
Xu Zhou let out a breath of relief, turning to look at Xia Liyue: "Captain, are you alright?"
Xia Liyue replied faintly: "I’m fine!"
Seeing this, Xu Zhou said no more and casually threw a bottle of healing pills.
"Thanks." Xia Liyue accepted it straightforwardly, not being pretentious. Her injuries were indeed severe.
Xu Zhou smiled and said: "I should be thanking you."
Just now, when Zhao Peng attacked him, if Xia Liyue hadn’t helped to block, he would probably have been severely injured by now.
Xia Liyue glanced at him and snorted: "Don’t think too much, if it weren’t for Great-Grandfather instructing me, I wouldn’t have saved you."
Great-Grandfather?
Xu Zhou was taken aback, recalling her surname, he couldn’t help but ask: "Are you from the Xia family?"
"Yes."
Xu Zhou understood, faintly guessing in his heart, could it be that the Elder Xia he encountered before was her Great-Grandfather?
No wonder she had been looking out for him all the way, it probably was his orders.
He hadn’t encountered any other strong people with the surname Xia lately, so it could only be him.
Soon, Xu Zhou stopped overthinking, looking towards the sky: "Is it finally coming to an end?"
Hearing his words, Xia Liyue also raised her little face to look towards the sky.
In the sky, the battle was nearing its end.
...
"Ugh!"
The golden dharma image landed a punch on Zhao Peng’s chest, and instantly, Zhao Peng’s body exploded.
Zhao Peng was sent flying backward, spewing blood all the way, retreating several hundred meters before stopping.
"Damn it, Seventh-grade, this is Seventh-grade!"
Zhao Peng’s eyes were bloodshot.
Even though he had stepped into the quasi-seventh-grade threshold, the gap in this single line was unbridgeably vast!
Yet this only fueled his madness further.
He must become a high-grade strong individual!
The God Sealing Ceremony, this God Sealing Ceremony, must, must succeed!
