Chapter 1197: Chapter 1197: Beat You Until You Submit
Pei Yan’s sound wave attack pulverized the boulder Saraf threw at him into dust, then shook Saraf’s brain, shattering his dragon scales and injuring his internal organs—these were all manifestations of Pei Yan’s new fusion ability.
Although Saraf still could not determine what technique Pei Yan used to harm him, he was not foolish. The dizziness caused by Pei Yan’s punch brushing past his cheek twice in quick succession made him realize this was the crux of the issue. So, once he regained some clarity of mind, the first thing he did was release a massive amount of source energy to envelop his own head layer by layer, attempting to isolate his senses from the outside world.
This move indeed achieved significant results. When Pei Yan and Hu Jiu once again coordinated to launch an attack, the buzzing in Saraf’s brain that made his head feel like it was splitting instantly decreased by several levels, and the protective energy around his brain issued a sound like an explosion. It was only then that Saraf understood the nature of the attack he had suffered and Pei Yan’s methods.
"You’re not the only one who can launch an attack with sound!" Taking advantage of the interval when Pei Yan’s current attack failed, Saraf roared angrily, channeling energy into his dantian, and unleashed a high-pitched, deafening dragon roar.
As Pei Yan was at the forefront of Saraf’s attack, he bore the brunt of the sound wave’s impact. The dragon roar, issued with the unique might of the Dragon Race, could intimidate the soul simply through sound, causing lower-ranked Beast Race members to submit instantly. The soul damage inflicted by Saraf’s roar in his fury was not to be underestimated. Even Pei Yan’s soul was shaken, causing him to lose control of his body and stagger backward.
"Die!" This could be Saraf’s last chance to turn the tables. Seizing the moment, he concentrated all his power and destructive energy into his right fist. Instantly, the thunderclouds in the sky and the magma on the ground reacted to this punch. A destructive lightning bolt descended from the sky, and a surge of scorching magma leapt up, all enveloping the exterior of Saraf’s swinging punch, all together striking toward Pei Yan’s chest!
"Ah!" Many in the crowd watching in the sky exclaimed at the sight; if this punch landed, Pei Yan wouldn’t die, but he’d surely lose half his life, gravely injured beyond recovery. At this moment, with his soul clearly injured, could Pei Yan dodge this fatal move?
The subsequent result, however, left everyone dumbfounded. Pei Yan did not dodge! For just before Saraf’s fist was about to hit Pei Yan, both his charging body and fist were suddenly pinned in place. The ever-destructive fist stopped just an inch away from Pei Yan’s body, where the electric currents wrapped around the fist sparked with blue arcs as they came in contact with Pei Yan, while the magma had already scorched his chest red.
Yet, not hitting means not hitting; even if the distance is just an inch, the resulting injury is a world apart.
"Why? Why!" A grim-faced Saraf roared out the question on everyone’s mind.
Pei Yan did not answer immediately but, after regaining full consciousness, slowly moved his body away from Saraf’s fist. Holding the burn on his chest, he indicated with his gaze for Saraf to look beneath himself.
Saraf, following the hint, painfully shifted his restricted neck downward only to see his shadow pinned to the spot! It was Hu Jiu who intervened! That’s right; Pei Yan and Hu Jiu had a symbiotic contract, supposedly living and dying as one, but that was just the end result. Before death, they remained relatively independent entities. The damage from Saraf’s dragon roar was substantial against Pei Yan, who was directly in its path, but Hu Jiu, possessing Ancestral God bloodline and being out of the attack range, was much less affected by the roar! This oversight turned what could have been a game-changing counterattack to a wasted effort.
"Is it a Divine Artifact?" Feeling the power controlling him, Saraf squeezed out three words from between clenched teeth.
"Correct! The Divine Artifact of the Shadow Race from the Hell Plane." Pei Yan candidly confessed. In the Hell Plane, Pei Yan directly absorbed seven Divine Artifacts, and as his cultivation advanced, he now mastered four of them. In addition to the Spatial Divine Artifact Duanyu and the hat for concealing his presence, the Shadow Race’s Moon Shadow Bottle was one of the other two he controlled.
This Moon Shadow Bottle was a Divine Artifact crafted by the Shadow Race based on their intrinsic attributes. Outwardly, it looked like an ordinary porcelain bottle with no inherent function; the true power lay in the liquid inside! By simply pouring typical clear water into the bottle, and preferably placing it under the moonlight to absorb lunar essence for a period, this liquid would transform into a layer of black mist. When you activate the Divine Artifact, this mist would silently attach to your or your opponent’s shadow. Not only could it control the opponent’s actions through their shadow, but it could also launch attacks against them using the darkness.
As early as during the Sword Discussion Conference, while battling against Nero and the other two, Pei Yan had showcased the ability to merge with this Divine Artifact. Back then, having just grasped its power, the unleashed might was still limited. Now, having integrated fully with the Artifact, he himself was like the bottle, refining the absorbed lunar essence through his own body. Under the mutually shared abilities of their contract, Hu Jiu could naturally wield such power effortlessly.
"Divine Artifact, Divine Artifact, Divine Artifact!" Saraf kept repeating these words. This young man exhibited spatial abilities, a power to conceal his presence, and now this shadow control ability, all laced with the aura of Divine Artifacts. Possessing three Divine Artifacts himself—what extravagance! Yet once, Saraf was also a formidable force wielding eight Divine Artifacts. If those eight were in his grasp today, despite his power being compromised due to his long-term seal, he wouldn’t be so suppressed by these two young upstarts!
"I’m not conceding! I’m not conceding! I’m not conceding!" With an unyielding spirit, Saraf exhausted himself trying to break free from restraint, and amid his roars, the ground began to tremble. His body inch by inch was moving; clearly, mere Divine Artifact control was struggling to keep him contained.
"Not conceding? Then I’ll fight you till you do!" Pei Yan, seeing this, lifted his arm. Thousands of strands containing source energy wrapped in synthesized nanofiber threads, cooperated with Hu Jiu’s activated shadow control Divine Artifact to firmly bind Saraf’s limbs to the ground.
"Even the Ancestral God didn’t make me yield! And you think you can! Ah—Ah—!"
With eyes bloodshot, Saraf, despite the heavy restraint, managed to move forward step by step, slowly continuing to defy Pei Yan. The dragon scales restrained by the source energy threads were sliced, embedding deep into his flesh, but Saraf disregarded it, persisting in his struggle against Pei Yan.
"Are you really a monster!" As events unfolded to this point, even Pei Yan was astounded by Saraf’s willpower and strength, impulsively speaking out his admiration.
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