novelraw Chapter 868: Strike While You’re Weak — A Wrong Move, and Delay Is a Crime!
Chapter 868: Strike While You’re Weak — A Wrong Move, and Delay Is a Crime!
The origin of the term "Spirit Refinement" stems from Qi Refiners, during tribulations, stealing and refining divine power, replacing the old with the new.
In other words.
The positions of gods are fixed.
It's just like on the God Ascension List; the elemental five phases, the myriad stars in the sky, the great sun and celestial bodies, each corresponds to a divine position.
Apart from the supreme and unparalleled, nothing is eternal.
The new generation replacing the old, the waves of the Yangtze River pushing forward the ones ahead, is one of the reasons that ensures all things in the world continuously advance and improve.
The times are developing.
History is progressing.
The value of antiques depends on the sedimentation of culture; it's not that their inherent function is valuable. New things being more useful than old ones is the true way.
Why should the techniques and skills refined and perfected by generations of successors be inferior to some ancient methods from time immemorial?Apart from spiritual herbs that require time to grow, whether it's techniques or the replacement of divine positions, without destruction there is no construction—the new will always be better!
And at this moment.
What Dong Xun and Su Changhe are demonstrating is the power of the 【Dragon God】 and the 【Dominion God】, which they each stole and refined, originating from the Great Han and continuously refined and advanced.
This is also one of the reasons why Dong Xun would take the dragons with him even when fleeing.
The power of the 【Dragon God】 without dragons is simply a joke. Lu Ding asking him to hand over the dragons was practically asking for his life!
Watching the Azure Dragon and White Dragon intertwine around his body, wantonly condensing the Yi Wood and Geng Metal forces they respectively represent, their violent and sharp offensive power indiscriminately attacks friend and foe, while their gentle, neutral restorative power stabilizes himself.
Raising a hand to split the heavens, golden threads lead the charge, stubbornly resisting the suppression of the 【Golden Ao Island】.
Making it seem as if the entire 【Black Prison of Death's Body】 was about to be sliced open, cracking with a massive fissure, revealing the dark foundation beneath.
Beside him, Su Changhe demonstrates the power of the 【Dominion God】, with dozens of artifacts flying in a ring around him. This guy is filthy rich, practically a damned Treasure Daoist.
Gourds, jade axes, flying rings, treasure vases, square seals, nail-headed arrows, Four Seas cups... too many to count, each emitting its own treasure light, each displaying its own might, protecting Su Changhe while resisting the suppression force, and simultaneously counter-attacking the 【Golden Ao Island】.
The two are now already going all out, but they can't spare any attention for Lu Ding either; they have to withstand the 【Golden Ao Island】 first. If they let this thing descend smoothly, the consequences would be unthinkable.
But such actions also gave Lu Ding an opening.
Combat isn't turn-based, with you taking a swing, then me taking a swing.
Striking while the enemy is weak and taking their life is the true way.
Draw the blade!!!!
Before Blood Frost was even fully unsheathed, Lu Ding had just grasped the hilt when the scabbard instantly shattered into pieces. Dark red sword energy, like blood, burst through the scabbard's restraints, transforming into flowing, viscous blood droplets that stained the blade red.
Lu Ding gripped the sword with both hands and swung it fiercely.
"Die!"
Screw it, unleash the ultimate move first!!
If your move is wrong, being slow is the crime!!!
Sword energy like a sea, a gushing crimson spreading from the blade, the charged 【Way of the Jinche】 erupted forth, displaying extreme numerical values, with an excessively elegant exterior.
Crimson is the fading of life.
And the 【Way of the Jinche】 is the blade that severs life.
Its characteristic of cutting through anything advanced forward, splitting heaven and earth, tearing at the 【Black Prison of Death's Body】 that the hell goddess had painstakingly decorated, adding even more to the original bloody atmosphere of the environment, a sense of battle damage from lives lost in combat.
Giant waves crashing against the shore, a sea of blood rolling to the sky.
Everything, everything, will ultimately turn to nothingness under the rampage of the 【Way of the Jinche】, heading towards destruction. This is the way of slaughter!!!!
Boom!!!!
Dong Xun and Su Changhe, while resisting the suppressing descent of the 【Golden Ao Island】, were forced to take Lu Ding's slash head-on.
The momentum was fierce, a sea of sword energy that seemed to want to destroy the world, heavily impacting the two of them.
Artifacts shattered one after another, layers of protective barriers broke. Sword energy, slashing attacks, flayed the flesh from their bodies as if by a thousand cuts.
The pain made them scream out.
"Ah!!!!! Lu Ding, you ambushed us again, you're so despicable!!!"
The characteristic of cutting through anything meant it couldn't be blocked!!
The 【Way of the Jinche】 passed right through their bodies. Two figures shattered, then reformed, sent flying back thousands, tens of thousands of meters, tumbling wildly, smashing through one blood-vessel-covered crimson mountain peak after another.
Witnessing this scene.
Lu Ding couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Truly worthy of being Spirit Refinement realm experts who fled the Great Han. Their gold content is just different from Spirit Refinement experts from places like Great Jing.
Even though his 【Way of the Jinche】 wasn't charged for very long, this wasn't something an ordinary Spirit Refinement expert could survive taking head-on.
Not to mention!!!
Lu Ding raised his hand towards the sky, as if gripping an ancient mountain range. Veins bulged on his hand. On his lean, nearly naked upper body with extremely low body fat, blood vessels protruded. His heart pumped rapidly, emitting a roaring sound like a rotary engine, powerfully pumping mercury-like blood throughout his body.
"Suppress!!!!!"
As the word fell, it was as if his mouth held heavenly decrees. His aura exploded, black smoke billowed, his eyes turned blood red, his hair flew and danced, his face revealed madness. In this state, Lu Ding appeared both god-like and demonic!
Popping champagne at halftime was never his style. Blabbing in the middle of a fight was just padding runtime. What Lu Ding would do was only to scatter your ashes along with the land, leaving nothing behind!!!!
Right now, he wished he had a few more hands, so they could divide the work and craft different skills.
The 【Golden Ao Island】, originally hindered by Dong Xun and Su Changhe, was already descending unusually fast after the two took the heavy blow. Now, under Lu Ding's control, it was like Mars colliding with Earth.
Art, is explosion!
Boom!!!!
Heavily smashing into the ground, the 【Black Prison of Death's Body】 teetered on the brink, almost completely destroyed. Endless suppression force overflowed, causing the 【Black Prison of Death's Body】 to continuously shatter and reform.
Fu Yun, incarnated as the hell goddess, needless to say, was heartbroken.
How long would she have to repair after this battle to restore it?
But this was necessary. If they didn't do it this way, they might not be able to take down those two enemies.
The surging, imposing might was still radiating.
Beneath the 【Golden Ao Island】, the severely wounded Dong Xun and Su Changhe were still struggling to hold on.
Their state was utterly wretched. Su Changhe's artifacts were completely shattered; the seven, eight, nine, ten life-preserving jade talismans and pendants on his body were all ruined.
He was also a crafty old fox.
Beside him, Dong Xun, having reached a point of absolute necessity, not only used an Azure Dragon to take his place in death, but his entire left arm was mangled up to the shoulder. In the end, with no other choice, he used a White Dragon to act as an arm.
Dong Xun cursed loudly: "F*** you, Lu Ding! Do you dare let us fight back!!!!!"
Frustrating, it was just too damn bullying.
Dragged inexplicably into this bizarre space by that weird spell, where even spiritual energy was affected and difficult to circulate, and then attacked immediately.
Who the hell just throws out their ultimate moves upon meeting?
Didn't they see they wanted to talk first?
Lu Ding refused to talk with them at all.
He came up, threw that damn island to suppress them—so damn big, couldn't even dodge it. This place was like a prison drawn on the ground, just this small area, could only resist. And as soon as they resisted, Lu Ding fiddled around beside them, hacking and blasting with that damn sword of his, move after move, beating them until they couldn't even lift a hand to retaliate.
This was the advantage of initiating a combo chain.
Lu Ding, already somewhat panting.
Upon hearing Dong Xun's curses, felt a slight surprise in his heart.
They're still not dead yet!!!?
Damn it!!!