Chapter 378: Chapter 158: Massive Skill Level, Killing Wang Tianxing
Shen Bai narrowed his eyes, then let go. The Cold Moon in his hand shot straight toward the Resentment Pillar.
A terrifying, blood-red sword glow bloomed from Shen Bai’s Cold Moon. It was like a flower of death, carrying a horrifying might that struck fear into the very soul.
The Blood Red Sword Qi clashed with the Resentment Pillar, unleashing a deafening roar.
After the roar, both the Resentment and the Blood Red Sword Qi dissipated into nothing.
’Appraise, appraise,’ Shen Bai chanted in his mind, placing a hand on the ground.
The Evil Qi in his body began to dissipate. At that moment, Shen Bai identified three Deceitful Objects.
[Appraisal successful. Divine Power of a similar type detected. Can be converted into Anti-Demon Blood Sword Dance Skill Level. Convert?]
Shen Bai silently willed the conversion.
The smoke before him vanished, replaced by a new line of text.
[Anti-Demon Blood Sword Dance +3000]
Following the two previous boosts, this time, the Anti-Demon Blood Sword Dance gained an additional 3,000 Skill Level points.
Before Shen Bai could even rejoice, another line of text appeared.
[Appraisal successful. Divine Power of a similar type detected. Convert to Anti-Demon Blood Sword Dance Skill Level?]
Shen Bai hadn’t expected another bonus for his Anti-Demon Blood Sword Dance.
He chose to convert it again.
Once again, the smoke before him vanished, and new text materialized.
[Anti-Demon Blood Sword Dance +4000]
3,000 points plus 4,000 points. That was a grand total of 7,000 Skill Level points.
The Anti-Demon Blood Sword Dance had a maximum Skill Level of 15,000 points. This boost brought him nearly halfway there.
Shen Bai was ecstatic. ’Choosing to convert those was definitely the right call,’ he thought.
The thought had barely formed when the familiar text appeared before his eyes once more.
[Appraisal successful. Divine Power of a similar type detected. Convert to Vajra Dharma Form Fist Skill Level?]
’Convert!’
Without hesitation, Shen Bai mentally commanded the conversion.
The smoke before him formed into text yet again.
[Vajra Dharma Form Fist +3000]
This time, his Vajra Dharma Form Fist gained another 3,000 Skill Level points.
Shen Bai finished appraising the three Deceitful Objects, gaining a massive boost to his Skill Levels.
And now, there were seven Deceitful Objects remaining.
At that moment, a look of dreadful madness crossed Wang Tianxing’s face as he hovered in mid-air.
He was growing restless. Just a moment ago, he’d felt something being inexplicably drained from him.
That thing should have been his, but now it had mysteriously vanished.
His connection to the Netherworld had weakened considerably.
’Something’s wrong. It’s not that my connection to the Netherworld has been severed... Shen Bai is destroying the Netherworld.’
’How is that possible?’ Wang Tianxing thought, horrified. ’Even if this is just a fragment of the Netherworld, how could Shen Bai possibly destroy it?’
He couldn’t understand how, but he knew one thing: if he let Shen Bai continue, the only path awaiting him was death. There was no other way.
"DIE, DIE, DIE!"
In that instant, Wang Tianxing lost the calm demeanor of a master schemer. The madness within him was intensifying.
He might be mad, he might treat everything else with disdain, but he cherished his own life.
No one is truly fearless in the face of death.
At this moment, Wang Tianxing unleashed his full power.
He rapidly absorbed the terrifying Resentment Ball.
And this time, a hundred-foot-tall Resentment Giant materialized behind Wang Tianxing.
The Resentment Giant was a perfect, colossal replica of Wang Tianxing. It raised a terrifyingly massive fist and brought it crashing down on Shen Bai.
Shen Bai heard the fierce whistling of the wind and looked up, preparing to counterattack.
Just then, he heard a voice.
"Everyone, form the array! Lend Lord Shen your strength!"
Feng Zheng roared.
He had been observing from the sidelines; he was no fool. He could see that Wang Tianxing was growing desperate and that Shen Bai was currently disrupting his plans.
Feng Zheng knew that Shen Bai could not be disturbed by Wang Tianxing at this crucial moment, so he immediately ordered the Observatory members to form an array.
Arrays were a standard part of every Observatory member’s training. With simple, coordinated positioning, they could receive a boost to their combat power.
After Feng Zheng’s shout, the well-trained Observatory members and examinees moved without hesitation, falling into standard positions to form an attack array.
Feng Zheng raised his hands. A brilliant light enveloped them as he thrust a palm strike directly at the Resentment Giant’s fist.
At the same time, Feng Zheng shouted.
"Lord Shen, focus on what you’re doing! We’ll hold them off for now!"
This palm strike concentrated the power of all the Observatory members.
The terrifying, millstone-sized palm slammed into the Resentment Giant’s fist.
A tremendous BOOM rang out. Feng Zheng’s face went pale, and he stumbled back several steps.
A trickle of blood escaped the corner of his mouth.
It wasn’t just him; the other Observatory members suffered the same fate.
A single punch had left them all with minor injuries.
The elderly man from the Daoist Sect and the Buddhist Sect Monk exchanged a look and attacked in unison. One formed a Buddha Seal, while the other summoned a bolt of lightning.
The Buddha Seal and the lightning intertwined, slamming viciously into the Resentment Giant.
But the Resentment Giant simply swatted its fist sideways, sending them both flying. They landed in a heap, heavily wounded.
The Third Prince’s expression was icy as he waved a hand to his men.
A dozen or so experts launched their attacks. A torrent of blows rained down on the Resentment Giant.
But they barely made a splash.
The Resentment Giant let out a furious roar. The dozen-plus experts grunted in pain, their postures slumping as their energy drained away.
They all knew Shen Bai was in the process of turning the tide, which was why they were desperately trying to hold the giant back.
