Free Web NovelChapter 589: 552 Qi Dynamics 4
Swish!
Fireworks soared into the sky and exploded with a bang.
At the same time, the silhouette in Qianxiang’s vision suddenly disappeared as if it never existed.
Boom!!!
From the front, a barrage of cannon fire rang out simultaneously.
The red glow of the fireworks flashed, painting the faces of everyone present in a crimson hue.
Qianxiang carefully looked back, confirming that the person from before was no longer there, finally allowing his heart to settle.
He turned his head towards the front, where rows of trees fell like toppled wheat, and thunderous metallic clashes echoed back — the aftermath of the duel between Lord Auduna and the Celestial Roc.
The two had finally engaged in battle.
"Without the Celestial Roc’s assassination strikes, the rest of the Inversion Society members are not to be feared." He said in a deep voice.
"So, Lord Auduna has indeed gone?" A male voice sounded from behind him.
Qianxiang was shocked, propelling himself forward to create distance, then turned mid-motion to look back.
Behind him, unbeknownst to him, stood a person.
This person wore a blood-colored Daoist robe, a red crown on their head, pale complexion, and eyes like swirling blood-red vortices, deep and slightly dark.
At this moment, Zhou Fengyu, being a Fierce General, also sensed something was amiss. Although slightly slower than Qianxiang, he possessed the strength of a Grandmaster. His involvement in this relatively significant skirmish was due to his cautious nature and experience in besieging top-tier experts.
Detecting the anomaly, he quickly distanced himself, vigilant.
With rustling sounds, the experts around them were taken aback, scattering quickly.
The muzzles and weapons were all aimed precisely at Zhang Rongfang in the center.
"Who are you!? How did you get in here!?"
Zhou Fengyu shouted angrily. This was the core of the Fengling Army’s territory, and for the other party to infiltrate so easily, they were clearly not ordinary.
He and the twelve deputy generals with silver scales behind him had a slight change in expression, unconsciously spreading out and forming a floral-like formation, surrounding Zhang Rongfang in the center.
A faint oppressive force, almost imperceptible, united from them and expanded toward Zhang Rongfang.
"I just saw no one was paying attention to me, so I came in." Zhang Rongfang glanced around, the densely packed gun barrels and blades seemingly not intimidating him at all.
"Just like... this."
In an instant, Zhang Rongfang’s form gradually faded and dissipated. freewebnovёl.ƈom
A red phantom, like lightning, penetrated through the bodies of all twelve silver-scaled deputies in a flash.
Puff, puff, puff, puff....
The continuous sound of piercing flesh echoed amidst the gunfire that exploded around.
"Too fast!!!"
Zhou Fengyu and Qianxiang were simultaneously shocked, both executing their body techniques to catch up. But the speed difference with the opponent was too vast.
Zhou Fengyu was weaker, unable even to catch up with the afterimage, only to watch helplessly as the twelve silver-scaled deputies tumbled down like skewered meat, their chests continuously pierced, one after another falling to the ground.
There was an uproar all around.
A Fengling Army elite officer shouted, changing the formation command, everyone pulling out small white bottles from their pockets and hurling them into the sky.
Bang, bang, bang!
All the small bottles exploded mid-air, transforming into vast gray-white powder, scattering down.
"Restrain!"
Someone threw a fire starter.
Like a drop of water in a hot oil pan, the powder in the air suddenly ignited with flame.
Boom!!!
A halo exploded wildly from the fire starter, spreading outwards.
In that instant, all the Fengling Army seemed prepared, shielding their faces with arm shields and crouching down.
The explosive halo swept over Zhang Rongfang’s body at the speed of light. Then he was surprised to find his speed seemingly slowed, by at least twenty percent.
"What kind of method is this? It seems somewhat like divine might?"
He landed lightly, dodging one person’s assault nearby.
Among those present, the only one capable of keeping up with his speed was one — Qianxiang.
As a Spirit General, Qianxiang was the only top expert brave enough to charge forward unafraid of death.
"Is it you!!?" He gritted his teeth, recognizing Zhang Rongfang’s identity. "Last time... the Inversion Society humiliated me, and this time, you walk into the trap, thinking you can escape!?"
He fully unleashed his Western Sect martial arts, with Spirit General-boosted strength and physicality, attacking without defense, each move targeting Zhang Rongfang’s vitals.
The two moved almost with afterimages, invisible to anyone below the Super Grade.
But what nearly drove Qianxiang to vomit blood was that no matter how he attacked, whether using the Extreme State or Limit-Breaking Skill, it seemed as though the opponent had anticipated it, rendering him unable to touch Zhang Rongfang.
This sensation was akin to facing a peak Extreme Realm Grandmaster!
"Head of the Human Immortal Temple! Have the guts to confront me directly! Running around is the act of a coward!!"
By now, Qianxiang’s body was covered in red patterns, his skin turning slightly black, signifying entry into the Western Sect’s Asura and Yaksha states’ Extreme State.
These two states could drastically increase speed and explosive power.
But even so....
With a swish, once again, Qianxiang’s strike missed, his hand passing through the opponent’s afterimage.
And the cost of missing was another group of people clutching their throats, falling in a pool of blood.
Zhang Rongfang, with one hand hanging down, moved like an illusion, constantly weaving through the core area of the Fengling Army.
Everywhere he went, squads of men would fall dead at his touch, injured by the briefest contact.
In just these short ten seconds, over forty people had perished by his hand.
"What the hell is this guy!?!?" Zhou Fengyu, as the main commander, watched with a grave expression as Qianxiang continued to pursue from behind.
"Even using the Earth Mother Sacrificial Site to suppress speed, he’s still moving this fast!?"
He couldn’t catch up, and even Qianxiang couldn’t either, which was abnormal.
"We can’t let him continue killing like this!" By now, Qianxiang was already fuming with frustration.
The powerhouse of the Reverse Time Association might not be able to defeat him, but could he be toyed with by just a Human Immortal Temple leader!?
"Final Form!"
In an instant, Qianxiang took a deep breath, and his entire body lit up with a shimmering silver light. He stood still, no longer chasing, as complex special script-like patterns seeped from deep within his skin.
His body began to transform, with arms and legs growing thicker, and a triangular glossy purple bone plate appeared on his back. On the bone plate, there was a sharp and pointed pale spike, standing erect. It was more than a meter long.
"Almost ready." At this moment, Zhang Rongfang glanced into the distance of the battlefield, where the battle between the Celestial Roc and the God General had become intensely heated, neither able to easily disengage.
His gaze shifted back to the already transformed final form of Qianxiang.
He had just tested his newly acquired super-speed talent; his speed had increased by at least fifty percent compared to before.
"Then... next. Let’s try this."
He raised his hand.
’Final Form · Godspeed.’
’Single Blood Lotus.’
’Double Blood Lotus.’
’Three-Blood Lotus!’
His body began to expand rapidly, from a little over 1.8 meters, inflating like a balloon with every initiation.
Two meters.
Three meters.
Four meters.
Six meters!
Seven meters!!
The enormous figure cast a large shadow, stretching across the surrounding woodland.
The individuals encircling him, even the elite members of the Fengling Army, couldn’t help but be stunned by the terrifyingly tall figure.
Their lips parted slightly, seeing something three or four meters tall was still acceptable, as it was not unusual for martial arts masters to exhibit such monstrous forms in their final form.
But more than five meters was rare.
And more than six meters... let alone now reaching seven meters!?
Is this... still human!?!?
At this moment, Zhang Rongfang’s entire body was covered in dark red patterns, black hair flowing behind him, and a layer of writhing red fur draped over him like a robe.
This was the blood membrane, a robust, resistant protective skin excreted from his body.
Essentially, it was a layer of circulating blood woven together.
At this moment, Qianxiang had also activated his final form, already reaching four meters in height. But in front of Zhang Rongfang, he seemed like a child facing an adult.
He looked up at Zhang Rongfang, his mouth agape, eyes filled with disbelief.
"Fake!! It must be fake! An illusion!! This guy is just an illusion!! Everyone, don’t be afraid!! Fire!!"
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A phantom flickered before his eyes.
A gigantic arm swung down from above, smashing into his torso.
A massive explosion thundered out, the white cloud burst shockwave transforming into a ring, scattered by the strong wind.
Qianxiang’s mouth opened wide, about to call for a Great Descent of the Divine, but it was already too late.
Everything before his eyes flashed suddenly, like extinguished flames, instantly vanished, transformed into silence and darkness. His body was enveloped by a large swath of sticky liquid, rapidly dissolving, disintegrating, and fading away.
Swoosh.
The large hand moved aside, leaving behind an unknowably deep black pit. As for Qianxiang, his whereabouts were unknown, his life or death uncertain.
At this moment, one by one, the cannons around shifted, spewing flames towards Zhang Rongfang.
Boom boom boom boom!!!
The flying shells fell like meteors, pelting down upon Zhang Rongfang’s body.
His surface repeatedly erupted in flames, while the surrounding ground was blasted into craters by the scattered shellfire.
Smoke filled the air, transforming into a cloud of mist, enveloping the surroundings, obscuring vision.
Zhang Rongfang didn’t avoid, spreading three arms wide, face upturned to the sky, inhaling deeply.
Ssss....
A vast amount of air flooded into his lungs, then compressed, compressed, and compressed again!
Then he tilted his head forward sharply, baring a maw full of jagged fangs.
’Special Trait: Destructive Soundwave!’
Buzz!!!
Rings of ripple-like sound waves exploded forth from his mouth.
The sound waves, akin to shockwaves, forcefully tore through the ranks of the Fengling Army, creating a bloody path.
Centered on Zhang Rongfang, a desolate and ancient terrifying sound wave continuously expanded towards all directions.
This sound wave was inaudible to human ears, but any living creature could feel their body trembling, shivering.
The intangible sound waves were shattering the structure of everything, living or dead!
Trees, stones, soil, grass, and people.
Everything, under the spread of this invisible sound wave, rapidly cracked apart, shattered, reduced to fragments like building blocks.
The air twisted, the light distorted.
Centered on Zhang Rongfang, within a radius of over twenty meters, everything seemed like it had entered a blender.
In the distance, in mid-air, the Fierce General Auduna, who was leaping high and ready to slash down with her battle lance, suddenly paused, turning to look towards the battlefield.
And the Celestial Roc, who should have taken this opportunity to launch a sneak attack, also hesitated at this moment, turning to look towards Zhang Rongfang.
What happened? What kind of sorcery was that!? Wasn’t Zhang Rongfang supposed to lead the members of the Human Immortal Temple in a sneak attack?
What’s going on!?!
