Chapter 443: Chapter 430: "Sandfall Purgatory
"Sir?"
Fu Chen paused for a moment. ’Could this kid be one of the Thunder Guard?’
’But isn’t Ying Huo the Commander of the Thunder Guard? What kind of person could make him call them ’Sir’?’
Fu Chen immediately cast the thought aside.
’My Sandfall Purgatory has slain countless Xuanwu Realm Powerhouses. I’ve even killed eight at the Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven!’
’I don’t care if you’re a big shot or a nobody. As long as you don’t have a King Martial Realm Cultivation, once you’re trapped in my Sandfall Purgatory, you’ll be torn to pieces!’
Fu Chen roared with laughter. The Spells his hands formed shifted constantly, and his sleeves billowed without any wind.
With grand, sweeping motions of his hands, he began to shrink the sandstorm’s range.
Not only did the sandstorm’s range begin to shrink, but its rotation also accelerated, emitting a piercing, sky-shattering shriek that was enough to make anyone’s blood run cold!
"Sir, what do we do? That old fiend’s Sandfall Purgatory is terrifying! Without a powerful Magical Treasure, even an expert at the Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven would flee at the mere mention of it!"
Tie Feng asked anxiously, standing beside Ying Huo.
Fu Chen’s "Sandfall Purgatory" was infamous and struck fear into the hearts of men.
Most people who fought him could rarely force him to use this signature move.
Who would have thought that after just a few punches and kicks, this shameless old geezer would pull it out?
Ying Huo held out a hand to silence the others before speaking calmly, "Even you and I possess powerful Magical Treasures, to say nothing of Sir. Besides, Sir saw the sandstorm rise yet remained completely unafraid. He clearly has a plan. As powerful as the Sandfall Purgatory is, it’s no match for him. Don’t worry."
Beside them, Qian Luo watched, his heart pounding with terror.
Although he had some faith in Shen Lang, faith alone wasn’t enough to face something like this.
Because his Soul Blood was in Shen Lang’s possession, if Shen Lang died, he would surely die as well!
And the one who had trapped Shen Lang in the sand was none other than the number one expert below the King Martial Realm in the Holy Light Sect!
The Holy Light Sect only had three King Martial Realm powerhouses in total, which meant Fu Chen was the fourth-ranked old monster in the sect.
And this "Sandfall Purgatory" wasn’t even a Holy Light Sect Cultivation Technique. Rumor had it that the old fiend had obtained it through a fortunate encounter while training in the Barbaric lands. Its power was astonishing, capable of grinding everything to dust. This was no joke...
"Hahaha, you wet-behind-the-ears little brat! To think you’d come here to die before our Grand Elder! It’s too late for regrets now!"
A middle-aged man from the Holy Light Sect standing outside the battle circle laughed loudly.
"Grand Elder, no need to be polite with ants like these! Kill him, then slaughter the rest! This Star Pattern Steel Ore Vein is as good as ours! Once we have it, the Holy Light Sect’s strength will skyrocket!"
Another man stared sinisterly at Ying Huo’s group, already seeing them as dead men walking.
But Ying Huo’s group was strange. Despite clearly hearing them, they didn’t even spare them a glance, which infuriated the two men to the point of howling in anger.
At that moment, Shen Lang stood in the center of the sandstorm, his body as straight as a javelin.
A golden barrier of light enveloped him, shielding his entire body and keeping all the sand at bay.
Buddhist Cultivation Methods and Magical Treasures were always famous for their powerful defenses.
The protective power of the Star Moon Bodhi Prayer Beads was already immense, and the one Shen Lang wore was the most unique of them all—the Boneless Relic Prayer Beads!
It had been passed down to Master Kong Jing from his own master for him to wear at all times!
How could an attack of this level possibly break through it?
Countless grains of sand ground against the golden barrier, creating a piercing screech as sparks flew in every direction. It was a shocking sight.
And yet, it couldn’t shake the barrier in the slightest!
’In such a short time, he’s fused all his Power into the sand, then set it in motion with a unique Cultivation Technique. There are thousands of grains of sand, each weighing a hundred pounds. But the outer layer of sand is bound by a strange force, transferring all its weight to the inner sand, making it as heavy as a mountain...’
’He’s not cultivating an Earth Element Technique, yet he’s mastered this move to such a degree. This ’Sandfall Purgatory’ is certainly unique. It must have come from the Stone Race in the Barbaric lands.’
’That old monster has probably killed quite a few powerhouses with this move, hasn’t he?’
A cold glint flashed in Shen Lang’s eyes as he instantly mobilized the power of his Chaos Divine Body.
His entire body was immediately covered by a thick layer of black scales, which even concealed his face.
The next moment, the barrier of light from the Star Moon Bodhi Prayer Beads abruptly retracted!
The overwhelming sand crashed down on him like a mountain, looking as if it would bury him in an instant!
"Break for me!"
He poured all his Spiritual Power into his fist, concentrating the entirety of his Power of Chaos within it. Bold in his supreme skill, Shen Lang threw a single punch at the sand!
He wanted to test the current strength of his Chaos Divine Body, so he didn’t use any Cultivation Technique for this move.
He certainly didn’t use an earth-shattering, mountain-destroying Cultivation Technique like the Five Emperors Dragon Fist.
It was just a simple punch!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
A single punch, yet it produced a continuous, deafening, thunderous explosion!
Its ferocious momentum was like a Celestial God ending the world, erasing all of eternity!
It sent the countless grains of sand surging outward like a tidal wave, crashing violently in all directions!
After killing Yuwen Huaji and letting the dust settle, Shen Lang had thrown himself into a masochistic training regimen.
Stimulated by the Golden Needle Acupoint Forging Body Technique and Thunder Power Body Forging, the Ten Divine Beast Particles in his cells had been growing every day.
Sometimes by five or six, other times by two or three.
It had been a little over twelve months since he first used the Golden Needle Acupoint Forging Body Technique for Body Forging.
Through steady Cultivation over the course of more than a year, the number of Ten Divine Beast Particles in his body had increased by over a thousand.
Recently, in particular, stimulated by the two Medicinal Liquids, Thousand-leaf Fruit and Ice Soul Water Jade, the Ten Divine Beast Particles had surged by several hundred!
Now, with the sheer toughness of Shen Lang’s Flesh Shell, if he were to fully unleash the power of his Chaos Divine Body...
He was confident he could kill even an expert at the Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven with a single punch!
That punch blasted out, filling the sky with sand for over two hundred meters in every direction. The sun and moon were blotted out, great trees snapped, and massive boulders were sent flying. It was like the end of the world.
Even Ying Huo and the others had to retreat another few dozen meters before they dared to stop!
Amidst the sand-filled sky, a black figure slowly emerged.
"Sandfall Purgatory? A pity its flaws are too great and its power too weak. Otherwise, it might have actually given me a little trouble."
Shen Lang said, looking indifferently at Fu Chen in the distance.
Fu Chen’s face was a mask of utter disbelief.
He could never have imagined such an outcome!
He knew the power of his "Sandfall Purgatory" all too well. He never would have dreamed that not only would it fail to harm the young man, but it wouldn’t even touch the corner of his sleeve!
When did the Profound Dao Sect produce such a monstrous talent?
"Who are you? How can you possess such immense power at your age?"
Fu Chen’s voice was sharp as his wrist flicked, and a crimson Long Spear appeared in his hand!
The Long Spear was crimson from end to end, as if blood was flowing through it. Its head was exceptionally sharp, with two blades that radiated a menacing glint.
A Fourth Grade Profound Artifact, the "Earth Demon Dragon Slaying Spear"!
"Your death is imminent; more words are useless. That was just an appetizer. Now, I’m going to put in a little real effort!"
The fine scales on Shen Lang’s body began to appear once more, even covering his face and giving him a terrifying appearance.
Fu Chen’s eye twitched. The arm holding the spear’s shaft trembled, and the weapon instantly flared with brilliant light.
The intensely crimson Long Spear erupted with an endless blood-red mist that enveloped his entire body.
"Arrogant junior, you’re courting death!"
As the blood mist surged, the Long Spear shot out like a swimming dragon, rocketing viciously toward Shen Lang.
Now familiar with his own strength, Shen Lang was filled with heroic spirit. He actually faced a Fourth Grade Profound Artifact with his bare hands, punching the Long Spear and knocking it aside!
BANG!
As his fist collided with the Long Spear, the resounding clang of metal on metal erupted.
Fierce ripples of Powerful Qi spread rapidly in all directions, sending countless bits of sand and stone shooting outwards.
Fu Chen felt a tremendous force travel up the Long Spear, instantly numbing his arm. The impact sent him stumbling backward.
In a single exchange, the difference in strength was clear!
A dignified Xuanwu Realm powerhouse, wielding a Fourth Grade Profound Artifact, was actually knocked back by a teenager’s punch...
Even if word of this got out, probably no one would believe it!
"Old fiend, let’s see you take a few more of my punches!"
Shen Lang shouted and closed the distance again, his fists raining down on Fu Chen like an avalanche.
Fu Chen could only retreat continuously to create distance, pouring his entire Cultivation into the Earth Demon Dragon Slaying Spear to form screens of spear light in an attempt to block Shen Lang.
But the spear light, which would make an ordinary expert at the Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven wary, was easily shattered by Shen Lang’s fists.
The spear screens, capable of blocking attacks from an expert at the Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven, were torn apart by Shen Lang’s fists again and again. The more Fu Chen fought, the more terrified he became, sweat pouring down like rain!
The other two middle-aged men from the Holy Light Sect watched this unbelievable scene, their faces ashen!
Shen Lang breaking through the "Sandfall Purgatory" unscathed was already terrifying enough.
Who would have thought he would now display such completely overwhelming power!
He was beating the Grand Elder so badly he couldn’t even fight back!
If even the Grand Elder couldn’t handle him, the three of them would probably meet their end here today.
Horrified, the two men’s eyes darted around as they already began to think of escaping.
Unfortunately, Fu Chen was too busy trying to save himself. Over on the side, Ying Huo pointed a finger at them, and the other ten members of the War Wolf squad immediately surrounded them like ghosts.
These War Wolf members had been handpicked by Ying Huo.
There were two people each from five different Sects, including the Profound Dao Sect and the Evil Wind Valley. There were men and women, each with different Cultivation Techniques and vastly different body movements and Step Techniques.
Seeing this, the two from the Holy Light Sect felt a bitter taste in their mouths...
"People from the Xiu Hua Sect? People from the Evil Wind Valley... Why are all these people together? Dammit, who the hell did we run into?"
Before the two could react, Qian Luo rushed over as well, saying triumphantly, "Tong Feng, Sai Tan, just surrender obediently. With your meager skills, you have no chance of escaping."
The moment his words fell, Tong Feng and Sai Tan, as if by prior agreement, shot into the sky and fled in two different directions!
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