Free Web NovelChapter 1130: Chapter 607: Invincible Stance!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Zhan Yun’s spear shadow, fully unleashed, transformed into a fierce azure dragon seemingly able to tear space apart, striking precisely at the opening below the neck of the ancient image that Jiang Shu had revealed.
The tip of the spear violently rubbed against the dark armor covered with strange patterns, exploding in a shower of glaring sparks, as if metal clashed with iron.
"Uh... roar!"
The image of the bronze-armored ancient demon holding a broken spear, exuding an aura of annihilation, suddenly froze and let out a roar unlike a human voice, akin to metal scraping against the soul; its crimson eyes, like solidified blood jade, flickered violently.
Zhan Yun’s spear was like a heated iron spike thrust into a complex gear system, not causing any substantial wound but enough to collapse the entire mechanism, harming the very core.
Instantly, the once perfectly flowing and seamless dao rhyme within the image experienced a momentary chaos and stagnation.
And what Jiang Shu had been waiting for was precisely this brief moment!
"Now’s the time!"
Silver light blazed in Jiang Shu’s pupils, flickering like stars.
The three figures in front of the ancient image, including the original self and two extremely condensed space mirrors, moved suddenly as if struck by thunder.
The function of the two mirrors was not merely to confuse; they also gathered the power of space law that Jiang Shu could mobilize at that moment, stepping into the void with mysterious trajectories like two silver shuttles, flanking on left and right, viciously piercing the image’s huge crimson demon eyes.
The offensive was fierce, the murderous aura chilling, compelling the image to instinctively raise its broken spear to block while slightly tilting its head.
Such was the instinct developed after long periods of battle formation fighting.
However, the deadly threat came from the original self concealed by qi mechanism and fused into the space ripple.
Just as the image was distracted by the two mirrors and its internal dao rhyme was disturbed by Zhan Yun’s spear, Jiang Shu’s original self had stealthily flashed above its broad, mountain-like back.
There was no earth-shattering burst of energy, only an extremely condensed power.
The Law of Power that Jiang Shu comprehended possessed the most primitive and violent force, now compressed at the cold tip of the Desolate Star Halberd.
"Break!"
A low shout squeezed through clenched teeth, transforming the Desolate Star Halberd into a dark red stream of light that tore through the air, carrying Jiang Shu’s boiling blood and pouring mana, assaulting the connection between the image’s neck and shoulder with a nearly smashing stance.
At that spot, lying within the depths of the armor’s crack, was the naturally fragile junction of the ancient demon’s decayed remains.
Jiang Shu gambled that the animated image of laws, its core power, and defensive logic still retained the physical characteristics of the corpse itself!
Clang!
Crash!
This time, the sound of impact was entirely different.
It was no longer the sharp resonance of metal clashing but like a blunt instrument heavy hitting already decayed wood.
A spine-chilling, cracking snap accompanied the eruption of dark brown, brittle as dry wood substances, splattering from the point where the halberd tip penetrated,
A plume of gray-black energy, full of decay and death, surged out from the wound as if puncturing an abscess.
"Woo!!"
The image let out a thunderous scream, its massive body shaken for the first time, staggeringly stepping forward, leaving a deep pit on the ground.
The Middle Stage Venerable pressure, which had been enveloping its entire body and affecting space itself, experienced chaos and weakness for the first time.
"Great!!"
Zhan Feng’s eyes turned crimson, shouting wildly despite severe internal organ pain, forcibly pushing his remaining mana, with veins bulging aggressively under his bronze skin, like countless fierce beasts roaring in his bloodline.
The newly acquired Bronze Battle Axe in his hand exploded with dazzling bloodthirsty brilliance, faintly visible were madly activated dark gold patterns flowing within the axe blade.
"With battle blood as the guide, open the heavens!"
Zhan Feng’s form transformed into a blood rainbow, uniting with his axe, targeting the vulnerable flank exposed by the image’s stagger, hidden within the seam of the heavy armor.
This strike, exhausted the full battle power he could muster while heavily injured; the axe light lingered, leaving a lasting scar as space groaned under the strain.
Slash!
Zhan Feng’s desperate axe strike landed solidly on the image’s flank.
The incredibly hard bronze armor split apart in response like tofu, creating a huge opening.
This time, what gushed wasn’t dry wood fragments but a thick, dark red viscous "blood," emitting decay and rancor ten times denser than before, as if concentrating all the resentment of the countless fallen on the battlefield.
Receiving such a severe blow, the image’s roar completely changed, from metallic scraping howl to one filled with anger and pain, resembling a wounded fierce beast’s roar.
Its crimson demon eyes, no longer like solid blood jade, began revolving violently like a living thing, locking onto Zhan Feng again as he staggered back, eyes filled with deep-seated hatred.
Even Zhan Feng himself didn’t know what grudge or enmity existed between him and this creature, making it so fixated on him.
At that moment, another sudden change erupted!
"Watch your feet!"
Yu Sha’s sharp warning pierced through the battlefield’s roar.
Bang!
The dark red Crystal Stone ground they stood on suddenly cracked open, like a lurking prehistoric beast revealing its monstrous maw.
Two relatively small but one-zhang high figures, varied in form, also composed of dark brown flesh and stone, wielding twisted blades, stormed out from the crevice without warning.
