Chapter 1195: Chapter 1194: The Weakened Saraf
Not only was Saraf extremely angry with his own performance, but even the spectators watching the battle had doubts about the strength of this legendary warrior. Among them, the youngest, the Golden Phoenix Feather, who had just finished being playful with her grandfather, tugged at Jin He Xuan’s sleeve disdainfully and said, "Grandfather! Is this Saraf not as powerful as the legends recorded in the clan? He’s been toyed with by Pei Yan so much that I feel a bit embarrassed. With just this ability, how did he battle my teacher for seven days and nights?"
"Childish words!" Jin He Xuan chuckled incredulously and rubbed his precious granddaughter’s forehead, saying, "Not to mention Saraf hasn’t yet unleashed his full strength, even if he fully exerted his combat power now, he would only reach sixty percent of his peak strength."
"Ah! Is the seal from my teacher affecting him that much?" Golden Phoenix Feather was astonished by what her grandfather said.
Jin He Xuan shook his head and explained patiently, "His strength surely has declined due to the long seal, but that’s only part of the reason. Your senior sister Long Jin already mentioned the bigger reason earlier: his own Divine Artifact was taken away! Look at Pei Yan, apart from his own abilities, the fusion of foreign bloodlines, origin qi, including the enhancement from a divine artifact, only then did he achieve such formidable strength. Saraf in those days was the same! No one knew his weaknesses better than he did, which is why he chose the most suitable Divine Artifact for himself back then."
Jin He Xuan glanced at the clan leaders of the Magic Realm clan, then leaned down to whisper into his granddaughter’s ear, "Have you seen the two Divine Artifacts used by Dragon King Zhuo Geng before?"
"Yes, yes!" Golden Phoenix Feather nodded repeatedly.
"Those two Divine Artifacts were custom-made by the Dragon Race of the Magic Realm for Saraf. Imagine if Saraf had those two artifacts today, would Pei Yan’s battle be so easy?"
"Ah!" Golden Phoenix Feather suddenly realized, speed was Saraf’s weakness, and the Divine Artifact capable of controlling the flow of time around him was indeed perfect for him. With it, whether it was an encirclement attack launched by Pei Yan’s ultra-high-speed movements, or a sneak attack induced by origin qi, their effectiveness would be greatly reduced under time control, unable to show the miraculous effects seen in battle now. Additionally, the shield that converts enemy attacks into healing power to treat the body, combined with Saraf’s formidable defense power and self-healing ability, meant that these two Divine Artifacts alone would elevate his combat strength by more than just one level!
"You understand now, right? And let me tell you, Saraf didn’t just have these two Divine Artifacts at the time! Including these two, he actually carried a total of eight Divine Artifacts inherited from the Dragon Race of the Magic Realm. Roaming the Dragon Realm with such power, no one in our Daoist Race could feel fearless in his presence, until the Ancestral God subdued him. That battle saw two weapons from Saraf’s artifacts completely shattered, and a significantly damaged one is still being nourished with dragon blood in the Dragon Race. Looking back, the reason your teacher, the Ancestral God, fought him for so long wasn’t just because Saraf’s strength was truly at its peak, but more importantly, to preserve his body for future use, which is why the battle lasted seven days and nights before eventually wearing him down to exhaustion and sealing him." Jin He Xuan, seeing his granddaughter had understood the rationale, stood up, gazed at the battlefield, and remarked emotionally.
"Indeed! If possible, I would really like to see who would win in a battle between his peak form and Pei Yan. Unfortunately! It’s not possible to see that!" Phoenix echoed from the side, "This time, Saraf’s act of destroying the Dragon Realm along with the invading enemies has completely infuriated the Ancestral God. Don’t be fooled by Pei Yan’s youth; he’s very shrewd. Before the fight, he already figured out the limits from the Ancestral God. He wouldn’t have such concerns as the Ancestral God did back then during their confrontation. If Saraf is defeated, it’s fine, but if he resists, the outcome will only be death."
Phoenix’s worry seems to be very likely to become reality. Saraf, engrossed in past power and glory, evidently did not realize that without the assistance of the Divine Artifacts, he was no longer the previous mighty warrior who could disdain the world. Under successive blows, physically and mentally devastated, he roared and unleashed the latent potential accumulated within. In an instant, heaven and earth changed color as thunderclouds rolled over the battlefield of the three, while from the bottomless pit under his feet, a gigantic amount of magma spouted out in response to the surging power summoned from within Saraf, quickly filling the entire pit.
As the world underwent this transformation, Saraf’s attacks also changed. The scales that were originally covered in dark dragon scales on his body had now turned dark red, his entire body emitting intense heat. With every swing of his fist, the heatwave churned, and the thunder in the sky responded — a bolt of lightning struck down precisely, hitting the target of his attack.
Pei Yan attempted to block a few of Saraf’s attacks directly, only then realizing that the opponent’s power wasn’t just high-temperature and lightning attacks. The fists swinging like lava impact on his body, not only left a sunken, red mark on his mechanical body forged from many bloodlines and resources, but the force and flames from the fist carried a destructive power that intruded his body, recklessly damaging his muscles, nerves, and internal organs. Even though Pei Yan possessed Six Paths Origin Qi with two kinds of Power of Origin to suppress it, he could only confine the damage around the injured area, preventing it from spreading, needing time to clear it completely.
"Such domineering power!" Not daring to be arrogant anymore, Pei Yan dodged Saraf’s attacks and sincerely praised, "No wonder you claim to have the power to destroy the world. It’s truly unexpected that in this predominantly living world, such a destructive being like you would emerge. Interesting! To show respect for your strength, let me show you my new abilities post-contract fusion."
"Hu Jiu!"
After saying this, Pei Yan yelled, understanding each other’s tacit approval; the two encircled Saraf from front and back. At this moment, Saraf, filled with fighting spirit, faced the pincer from the two without fear. He ignored how Hu Jiu attacked him from the back, fixating on one target and launched a fierce assault on Pei Yan in front.
This time, Pei Yan did not retreat and charged right back. As their bodies intertwined, Pei Yan sidestepped to avoid Saraf’s fist. Ignoring the wind from the burning fist slicing through his faceplate like a red-hot knife, Pei Yan swung a punch aimed at Saraf’s head.
"Ha ha ha! Dizzy from my punch, are you? You’re even losing your aim now!" Saraf sneered and took advantage of the opportunity; with a twisted move, he grabbed Pei Yan’s elbow and laughed grimly.
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