Chapter 1101: 437: Old Chen’s Divine Transformation!
Lord of Mosha Country Shocked and Angry (5K)_2 Chapter 1101: 437: Old Chen’s Divine Transformation!
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Lord of Mosha Country Shocked and Angry (5K)_2 It was none other than the infamous Deity Transformation Dao Lord, Lord of Mosha Country, and he was not merely a novice step into the Divine Transformation realm.
The Spiritual Might emanating from him alone was already suffocating the atmosphere around.
Everyone felt as if the surrounding Spiritual Energy was not obeying their commands, trying to converge towards him as if their bodies were also flying over.
At that moment, the misty entrance of the Palace of the Immortal King dispersed, and several figures gradually appeared through the dissipating dust fog.
One could see that these individuals, whether with long flowing hair, dressed as mendicants, or covered in ice crystals, all had eyes bright as electricity and expressions cold.
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They were respectively the Mosha Prince, the Demon Child of Sky Demon Sect, the Sect Master of Frost Snow Body Sect, and the Master of Sky Earth Sword Hall.
Even though five True Monarchs of Nascent Soul had already died, several more might have died inside the Palace of the Immortal King as well.
But now, with these three Complete Nascent Soul cultivators and one late-phase Nascent Soul from Frost Snow Body Sect, along with the Deity Transformation Dao Lord of Mosha Country, this was an extremely fearsome lineup.
“That was close…
I didn’t expect you, Lord of Mosha Country, to still be so strong even after being suppressed.”
At that moment, Xuanchenniao crawled out from the sunken sand pit.
He removed the God Alter Stone that had transformed into a helmet from his head, his face covered with fresh blood, his orifices bleeding from the shock, and a deep bone-exposed gash on his forehead.
On the helmet formed by the God Alter Stone, there was also a sharp protrusion that was indented but had not completely penetrated.
His gaze shifted to the Lord of Mosha Country, seeing the Lord’s body composed of Demonic Qi forming many small vortexes, like numerous devouring mouths crazily absorbing the surrounding Spiritual Energy, forming waves of strange Spiritual Fog, causing his heart to sink.
Demons Immortal Dao Orthodoxy, devouring all beings and paths to nourish oneself.
The Lord of Mosha Country, possessing the Demons Immortal Dao Orthodoxy and his body harboring pure Demon Blood, perhaps wasn’t completely suppressed, still retaining about two to three tenths of the power in the Broken Heavenly Immortal Realm.
But even just that fraction was a deadly threat to everyone present.
He then cast a look, full of murderous intent, at the Mosha Prince and others, his expression extremely grave, and tossed the God Alter Stone towards Chen Dengming.
“Thank you!”
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Su Yanyan, Qiao Zhaoxian, and other three individuals also quickly gathered from other directions, each bearing a particularly heavy heart.
At this time, the battle inside the Palace of the Immortal King was roaring intensely, and the colliding auras had significantly lessened.
Clearly, the cultivators who had escaped while the Longevity Taoist Lord Lu Xiucheng was not present had already fled.
Now, with Lu Xiucheng returning to join forces with Qu Shenzong, no more cultivators could escape.
Similarly, before Lu Xiucheng and Qu Shenzong dealt with the five Deity Transformation Dao Lords inside the Palace of the Immortal King, these few outside needed to be personally annihilated by them.
Among them, especially the Deity Transformation Lord of Mosha, even with his powers suppressed, the near-fatal blow he delivered earlier left everyone present uneasy about his terrifying power.
A starving camel is still bigger than a horse; how much power does this Deity Transformation, possess now?
All these pieces of information merely flashed through everyone’s minds, and both parties had already instantaneously assessed each other’s line up and the situation at hand.
“Fighting Longevity Monarch, Longevity Sect Leader…”
The Lord of Mosha Country didn’t even glance at Xuanchenniao but with a peculiar glint in his eyes, stared at Chen Dengming, who was holding the God Alter Stone as if he wasn’t in peril and spoke calmly with his hands behind his back, “You once killed my son, killed several Protectors of my country, yet I never proactively sought you out for revenge.
It seems now that I should have killed you long before this.”
At the last word “kill”, the Lord of Mosha Country’s eyes burst forth with a terrifyingly cruel light.
Suddenly a suffocating pressure, enveloping God-transforming Spiritual Presence, descended like falling into an ice pit, enough to induce fear in those of lower strength and weaken their spirits.
True Monarch of Escape Jade and Qiao Zhaoxian, who weren’t too far from Chen Dengming, went pale with their bodies breaking out in cold sweat.
Yet Chen Dengming stood with his robes fluttering, unmoved, with the Daoist Artifact Hall of Human Heart hanging high in his mind’s sanctuary, keeping his Heart Lake calm.
His intelligence was profound; he instantly analyzed that the opponent considered him a greater threat than Xuanchenniao.
He was actually trying to find a breakthrough in his strongest aspect, his spirit, to strike.
It seemed nonchalant but was indeed the most dangerous battlefield of gun smoke.
“You want to defeat my spirit, then kill me?
I’m actually curious to see if he can sway the Hall of Human Heart.”
Chen Dengming also had a mind to probe, calmly responding, “I never thought the grand Lord of Mosha Country would still remember such a minor character like me.
But I’ve long forgotten how many from your Mosha Country I killed.
I’ve been killing fish at a gathering place for Loose Cultivators for many years, then later on the battlefield, I killed so many Nascent Soul True Monarchs that I got myself a nickname.
In my view, killing evil people is no different from killing fish.
It’s just a matter of big fish versus small fish.
Your son and the Protectors were probably just some insignificant little fish.”
Upon hearing that, Qiao Zhaoxian, as if facing a formidable enemy, was astounded, shocked speechless by Chen Dengming’s speech of comparing killing True Monarchs of Nascent Soul to killing fish, feeling a mix of awe and admiration at this moment.
The Lord of Mosha Country’s cold eyes suddenly narrowed.
Even knowing this was the opponent’s psychological tactic to probe him, he still couldn’t help feeling a surge of anger, which made him burst into a mocking laugh.
“Smooth talker, I really must see how much you weigh!”
With his words, the emotional burst of anger widened his mental vulnerabilities.