Free Web NovelChapter 922: Chapter 170: His Fist
The enormous white elephant sea beast exploded, but it did not result in the anticipated scene of flesh and blood flying about.
Instead, it burst into countless white fragments, upon closer inspection, as uniform as armor scales.
These white elephant sea beasts, uniquely cultivated under the effect of secret techniques, had already undergone a fundamental transformation in their flesh bodies.
Though alive in appearance, they were no longer sea beasts but another form of "military armament."
As they suddenly exploded, pieces of white bone armor flew like swallows returning to the forest, scattering everywhere, eventually embedding themselves on the shadow of the army soul.
The shadow of the army soul, condensed by five Sea Clan formations, seemed as though it was clad in armor. free𝑤ebnovel.com
In the hostile environment of Cang Sea, their armaments naturally could not compare with those of the Human Race. The weapons of the Sea Clan were mostly made from local materials, not to mention anything else.
But this did not mean that the Sea Clan armies were at an absolute disadvantage when facing the Human Race armies.
Like the Human Race, the Sea Clan was never short of warriors, and they too had their fair share of wise individuals.
They utilized whatever Cang Sea provided them.
In the harsh environment, they tempered their stronger physical bodies; in the dire circumstances, they honed the fighting spirit of the mighty.
The native sea beasts of Cang Sea were utilized to their greatest extent, serving various purposes.
For this war, even the white elephant king found himself in a difficult position. His armies surrounded the island, and in the face of Ding Jingshan’s unyielding stance, he could not simply retreat ignominiously.
Though he was reluctant to deplete too much of his strength and did not wish to completely wipe out the island. Marshaling a large army was to substantiate Shuiying Shuang’s claim of peerless Eminent being and leave the Blood King beyond reproach.
He hoped for Ding Jingshan to concede, thereby breaking the spine of the Human Race in the Ding region.
However, the stricter Ding Jingshan became, the tougher he would be.
Ding Jingshan pulled out his best military armament, and without a second word, he sacrificed fifteen white elephant sea beasts. The cost was truly substantial.
"Brothers!" Ding Jingshan glared at the white elephant king and shouted angrily, "Today, we share our fate with the floating island!"
The cultivators of the Floating Island bellowed in unison, "Share our fate!"
The entire Ding region Floating Island had nearly three hundred Outer Tower Cultivators. There were thousands of Inner Mansion and Teng Long Cultivators. Of course, the cultivators under the Outer Tower were all involved in the Lost World in a military formation and were essentially of a garrison nature, barely acting independently.
These cultivators came from various islands in the Near Sea, from all over Qi Country, from various countries in the Eastern Region. Even from more distant nations.
There were always some cultivators who fought for the Human Race not for any personal gain but merely for the sake of their race. Border Wilderness, Lost World... various dangerous places were their battlefields.
What does it look like when nearly three hundred Outer Building Environment cultivators simultaneously respond to the distant Star Vault’s Starlight Holy Tower?
But to see the sky above the floating island, scattered with stars, it was as if... the Lost World had stars appear!
Traditionally, the Lost World had no distinction of heaven and earth, but now there was a sky.
According to legend, only after heaven and earth were separated did the Human Race walk between them.
But in the Lost World, wherever the Human Race stood was considered earth, and wherever was above the heads of the Human Race was considered heaven!
Ding Jingshan was prepared to face death, and the white elephant king equally issued a pointing challenge: "Since you are so deluded, I will let you perish along with the floating island!" frёeωebɳovel.com
In the five Sea Clan military formations, intense fluctuations kept emerging — a power that even the army soul’s shadow could hardly conceal.
It was the Destructor form of the Sea Lord!
Commander-level and higher Sea Clan members could fully control their Destructor form without falling into madness. Soldier and Battle General-level Sea Clan members, however, had yet to fully adapt to the power of the Destructor form and often used it as a desperate measure.
This was also where the Destructor form was still not perfect — perhaps the day it became easy for Soldier-level Sea Clan members to manifest the Destructor form without confusing their senses would mark its moment of perfection.
In the Ding region, Commander-level Sea Clan outnumbered the Human Race’s Outer Tower Cultivators by no less than thrice.
So many Commander-level Sea Clan manifesting the Destructor form created, beneath the floating island, a phantom of the Furious Sea merging into one.
Whirling hurricanes and roaring waves ran wild in the pitch darkness.
Before entering the Lost World, Jiang Wang heard a phrase — "The Star Vault is night, the sea surface lacks light, the northwest unseen, the southeast undistinguished."
At this moment, it became reality.
It turned out it described the scene during the grand battle between the Human Race and the Sea Clan.
Just like now, though the directions were still in disarray, there were both the sky and the sea visible.
The Human Race has the sky above their heads, while the Sea Clan has the sea beneath their feet.
As Tianhai confronts each other, so do the two races, either the Star Tower shall crumble or the shadow of the sea dries up.
As his mind quivered, Jiang Wang heard Fu Yanqing’s voice: "Now is the moment."
He caught Jiang Wang with one hand, and Chu Mi with the other, plunging them together into the shadows!
Entering one’s own shadow was an extraordinarily peculiar sensation.
Jiang Wang had experienced the power of light and understood it well, knowing how to draw near and touch it. But shadows, which appeared more defined and tameable, were in fact much more elusive.
Shadows are merely the absence of light. People often say "as a shadow follows its form," but, in reality, as you walk forward, it is not the shadow following you; you are merely blocking out another patch of light.
The shadow is cast by yourself.
Shadows are seen every day, yet they remain very unfamiliar.
Only now had he entered the world of shadows.
This was a world devoid of light.
The vision of a Transcendent Cultivator does not diminish too much even at night. With eyes open there is light, and even the faintest luminescence can be captured by transcendent sight.
But in this world, there was not a single speck of light, including from one’s own eyes. That is to say, one could see nothing at all.
"Do not make any superfluous movements, or else you will disrupt the shadow walk," Fu Yanqing’s voice said.
Jiang Wang felt himself being pulled along, moving forward in blind oblivion within the world of shadows.
He wondered how Fu Yanqing determined their direction.
Amid continuous assaults, the protective light shield of Ding Wei Floating Island had gradually become unstable, almost visibly rippling.
Anyone with clear sight could see that under this rate of progression, it could last, at most, for another half an hour.
The final battle was just half an hour away.
This was a judgment easily made by both sides in the war.
But at this moment, Ding Jingshan suddenly sprang into action.
"White Elephant, meet your end!"
The struggling protective light shield of the island suddenly vanished, having been actively removed by the Human Race side!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Thick, scorching light arrows, as thick as a human arm, roared out from beyond the island.
Facing the Sea Clan army, the Star-Crushing Crossbow fired in rapid succession.
The sky filled with flowing lights, dazzlingly brilliant.
More powerful cultivators, steering the scorching daylight flying craft, followed closely behind the barrage of arrows from the Star-Crushing Crossbow, crashing towards the Sea Clan army.
As the light shield vanished, Ding Jingshan punched at the White Elephant King.
In this critical moment of the army encircling the island, Ding Wei Floating Island unexpectedly counterattacked from the outside!
"Bold move!"
The White Elephant King, though surprised, was not in disarray, and countered with a punch of his own.
He didn’t need to panic—surrounded by five armies, he maintained an absolute advantage, never underestimating the enemy. He always had a buffer and did not fear such surprise attacks.
Instead, it was the Human Race cultivators’ departure from their advantageous position on the Floating Island to attack that he considered utterly foolish!
His exceptionally broad palms clenched into a rigid fist.
A punch in retaliation exploded the air repeatedly, bringing with it a searing heat.
This was the epitome of power, the ultimate oppression.
Yet, as Ding Jingshan punched, his own did not carry the same gravitas. However, countless cultivators charged in phantom images that emerged and vanished, relentlessly advancing.
This was his punch; this was his Dao.
