novelraw Chapter 603 603: Crushing Decay with Ease! (3rd Update)
Chapter 603 603: Crushing Decay with Ease! (3rd Update)
"Who do you think you are, to speak to me in such a manner?"
Qin Heng sneered and extended a finger. Instantly, the sea of Heavenly Essence boiled and surged, the sky changed color, and the earth began to shake!
BOOM!
A massive crack tore through the heavens. A finger, shining with immense golden light, pressed down, making even Mount K2, over eight thousand meters high, tremble. The boundless snowy realm was about to submit to this single finger!
"Hahaha! Not bad, not bad! You're the most arrogant Innate I've ever seen, worthy of becoming my Servant, Wu He!"
Wu He burst into laughter, not dodging the finger that descended like an ancient Celestial Lord pressing down on the mortal realm. He spread his arms wide, his body swirling with purple-black mist, raging and surging up to the sky!
Like a Black Dragon, spiraling and dancing, it ascended with the might to overturn rivers and seas, colliding with the golden finger descending from the sky, almost shattering the heavens!
At the same time, behind Wu He, a tremendously vast and earth-shattering scroll unfurled!
It depicted a mountain standing between heaven and earth. It reached up to the Nine Heavens and down to the Nine Nether, stretching endlessly, as if boundless!
Below this mountain!
Tens of thousands of majestic palaces, large and small, were constructed. Among them, twelve palaces stood high above, some even floating in the air, suppressing the laws of heaven and earth and the Dao rhythm of the cosmos!
It seemed to contain all the Dao and principles of this world, symbolizing the most powerful and terrifying force in the mortal realm!
Mount Buzhou!
Witch God Temple!
This was the Saint's Dharma Phenomenon Wu He had unleashed—the Sacred Domain!
In an instant, within a radius of tens of miles, all non-witchcraft forces were suppressed, their strength reduced to a tenth. Meanwhile, the power of witchcraft would directly increase tenfold!
When combined, this was a difference of hundreds of times! Therefore, Wu He was extremely confident that no matter how strong Qin Heng was, under this hundredfold difference, he would be easily crushed!
Beneath Mount Buzhou and the Witch God Temple, he, Wu He, was invincible!
Even if he was only a resurrected being now!
Even if his current strength had not yet recovered and was far from its peak—not even one ten-thousandth of it!
Even if he didn't have a single suitable witchcraft tool at the moment, performing spells and rites with his bare hands!
He was still the strongest witch priest of Da Xia thousands of years ago!
The strongest beneath the Saint King!
In this End of Dharma Age, no one would be his opponent, no one!
"You're seeking your own death!"
Wu He shook his head, watching the Black Dragon soaring into the sky collide with Qin Heng's descending golden finger!
BOOM!
Heaven and earth shook. Mount K2 seemed as if it would collapse. Gold and black light collided, creating an incredibly terrifying shockwave, as if to destroy this world entirely!
Such a frightening scene, such mighty power! Moreover, this power was unleashed by just two individuals in battle. These border warriors had never seen anything like it in their entire lives!
They hadn't even imagined it!
Could humanity, or rather, could a person, truly possess such terrifying, such immense power?
Without relying on any external objects!
Without any tools or items!
To possess, purely through one's own strength, such awe-inspiring power that could make the heavens tremble and mountains crumble!
Incredible!
Truly inconceivable!
"The power of a Saint... is this the power of a Saint!?" Emperor Fudu watched the spectacle in the sky with utter horror, shaken to his very core.
Yet, he was still somewhat worried. Wu He's Saint's Dharma Phenomenon had already unfolded, but the expert fighting Wu He had yet to display theirs!
A battle between Saints!
It usually came down to a contest between Sacred Domains. It was almost unheard of for one party to have deployed their Sacred Domain while the other remained indifferent. Typically, there were only two possibilities for such a scenario.
Firstly, the disparity in strength between the two was too great. Once the stronger party unveiled their Sacred Domain, the other wouldn't even have the opportunity to deploy theirs and would be instantly, completely suppressed!
Secondly, it also resulted from a vast disparity. However, in this case, one party believed they could defeat the other—who had already manifested their Sacred Domain—without needing to reveal their own!
But regardless of the situation, Emperor Fudu was profoundly perplexed. After all, this was the End of Dharma Age. The number of Martial Artists or Transcendents on Earth was small, and those who had attained the Saint level were even fewer. The world's Saints could be counted on one's fingers! How could there be someone who far surpasses other Saints? That's almost impossible!
CRACK!
At that moment, another loud noise came from the sky. The Black Dragon that had risen from Wu He's body quickly shattered, pierced by rays of golden light, becoming riddled with holes!
In less than a second!
This terrifying Black Dragon completely disintegrated under the pressure of the golden finger. It turned into clumps of black mist, unable to hinder the golden finger in the slightest!
"How is this possible!?"
Wu He watched the sky in disbelief, utterly shocked. He couldn't believe that, even under the cover of his Sacred Domain, the opponent could crush his witchcraft with just a single finger!
This is the witchcraft of the Witch God Temple of Da Xia! This is the witchcraft cast by me, the strongest Witch Priest of Da Xia! How is this possible!?
"Ant-like strength, and you think you can contend with me?" Qin Heng sneered. The power of witchcraft held no secrets in his eyes!
Such methods relied on one's own bloodline power to draw upon the great power of heaven and earth. Although they could grow stronger through cultivation, they were essentially inferior to power cultivated by oneself!
Wu He's strength was comparable to that of pinnacle Saints; indeed, very strong. If he were a Martial Artist, Qin Heng, even wielding the Flowing Moon Sword, would have needed to exert some effort!
But he was merely a Witch Priest; however strong, it was only the power in his bloodline, riddled with too many flaws and loopholes!
In normal combat, the weaknesses of witchcraft could be overlooked, because those beneath the level of True Immortal simply couldn't detect the flaws and shortcomings of witchcraft!
But how profound was Qin Heng's cultivation!
All of Wu He's techniques were full of flaws in his eyes. To Qin Heng, even if Wu He possessed the power of a peak Saint, it was utterly useless—not even as formidable as Prince Zi Can of Shang!
A single finger!
Enough to suppress!
BOOM!
It laid waste effortlessly, an unstoppable force!
Before Wu He's incredulous eyes, the golden finger Qin Heng brought down annihilated the Black Dragon. It then rolled towards him, as if to crush an insect!
"How can there be a powerhouse like you in this era!?" Wu He's eyes flashed with intense shock, yet there was no fear of death. He stared intently at Qin Heng and said in a deep voice, "What is your name!?"
BOOM!
The finger fell like a meteor crashing to the ground. It crushed the great Witch Priest of Da Xia, annihilating him in body and soul, until he was utterly obliterated from existence!
"The one who killed you, Qin Xuantian!"