CHAPTER 412: CHAPTER 412: I HOPE YOU CAN MAKE ME MORE EXCITED

In the center of the battlefield, Zhu Haomiao looked at the sinister, bone-deep wound on his hand and felt the heart-piercing, penetrating pain, a sick and twisted smile slowly rising on his face.

"This is the feeling!"

"The last one to let me taste such pain was your eldest son..."

"But even as he gave his all, he only left a bloody mark in my palm..."

The low voice, as deep as that of a giant predator, seemed to emanate from the depths of the earth’s crust. Zhu Haomiao turned his head to look at the elegant creature as if cast in gold, a malevolent, insane light rolling in his eyes.

"I hope you can entertain me a bit more..."

Upon hearing this, even Yi Lianzhen, in his Extraordinary to Saint form, was inflamed with fury and roared fiercely.

"Demon! I will cut off your head and place it before my son’s grave as a sacrifice!"

However, upon hearing this, Zhu Haomiao sneered, curling his lips upward.

"But I blasted your son to bits, leaving no bones. Where will you find a grave?"

The cruel words were like venomous arrows stabbing the spirit, and Yi Lianzhen could no longer suppress his rage. He raised his twin blades, his four hooves in the void igniting like fountains of sparks, transforming into a golden streak as he shot toward his foe.

"Die!"

The two golden sabers cut beautiful arcs, and wherever their blades passed, even time and space were sliced into fine, hairline cracks, revealing fleeting glimpses of the chaotic void beneath.

In the face of this destructive attack, Zhu Haomiao still neither flinched nor dodged. He simply clenched his fists, with his entire body stewing in a tsunami-like, blood-colored flame.

[Stacked Waves Strength·Fierce Wave]!

[Heavenly Gang Strength·Imprisonment Formation]!

Boom!

A second later, a pair of iron fists struck out like siege hammers, with brutal and domineering Gangjin shaking heaven and earth, crashing into the golden blade without any frills.

Thud!

The clash between fist and blade erupted in midair with a spherical shockwave, visibly sweeping the over-pressured air across the heavens and earth like an invisible wall crashing forward, causing the onlookers dozens of kilometers away to have their internal organs quiver and ache.

"The aftermath of their clash, shaking organs even from dozens of kilometers away, is this the power of the [Chinese Martial God]?"

Gently massaging her aching chest, Bai Linglong gazed into the distance, mumbling to herself.

Upon hearing this, Huai Xu, standing beside her with an expressionless face, glanced at her.

"Don’t get it wrong, an ordinary [Chinese Martial God] is not this exaggerated."

"How do you know?"

"Because, strictly speaking, I am also a [Chinese Martial God]."

"..."

Having said that, Huai Xu looked far into the distance, sighing with mixed emotions.

"There is a gap even among [Chinese Martial Gods]; before him, I feel unworthy of such a title."

"Only those who have cultivated all Eight Basic Forces to their limits, the [Eight Extremes Martial God], have such might..."

"Moreover, he likely naturally possesses some powerful force, and the combination of the two resulted in such a terrifying effect."

Just as they spoke, in the center of the distant battlefield, a robust and sturdy body was blasted into the ground.

Like a giant stone plunging into a lake, the solid earth surged with colossal waves like a liquid, with dust and rampant energy ripples spreading outward, promptly flattening all the small hills within a few kilometers, forming a miniature plain spanning dozens of square kilometers.

Gazing down at the trembling, deforming earth beneath, the black-clad youth standing in the void raised his hand back, gazing at the sinister white bones protruding from his fists, taking a satisfying deep breath.

"You’re more resilient than your son!"

"Unlike your son, who shattered at a mere touch..."

With a sinister grin curving upward, Zhu Haomiao transformed into a spectral light traversing heaven and earth, instantly reaching Yi Lianzhen.

At this moment, under the endless infusion of Heaven’s Power, the elegant and majestic centaur’s body was infinitely swelling, having transformed into a giant object akin to a small mountain.

Standing under two meters tall, the black-clad youth seemed like an ant in comparison, yet despite such an exaggerated difference in size, the result of their collision was the "small mountain" flying backward.

Boom!

With two more bone-deep slashes added to his body, Zhu Haomiao seemed unfazed, his face overflowing with a manic, bloodthirsty, twisted smile, hysterically laughing as he chased after.

"Come on! Hit harder!!"

With not a hint of defense, Zhu Haomiao let the golden sabers slice into him, while his brutal iron fists pummeled Yi Lianzhen, breaking his muscles and bones, as a chilling symphony of bone-cracking resonated throughout his body.

[Penetration Energy·Thunderbolt]!

[Sealing Demon Power·Soul Devouring]!

[Armor Breaking Force·Triumph]!

Destructive Power of Laws surged into Yi Lianzhen’s body, tearing into his spirit and body like living creatures. Even with the blessing of world will, these bone-gnawing divine energies could not be swiftly eradicated.

"I told you, you know nothing of power!"

With a single punch, Zhu Haomiao caved in Yi Lianzhen’s chest, then leaped up with a knee strike, turning his entire jaw into a mass of pulped flesh. The savage power passed through the skull, erupting like a fountain atop his head.

In an instant, the mountain-like giant reeling uncontrollably backward, toppling heavily like a gold mountain collapsing, driven into the earth.

Thud~

Yet, in the short pause as Zhu Haomiao recovered his Qi, endless energy from heaven and earth surged into Yi Lianzhen’s body, healing his wounds with visible speed.

The collapsed chest inflated like a balloon, with the exposed white bone shards realigning and merging, quickly regrowing together, becoming more solid.

The pale golden blood streaming from his seven orifices, mixed with brains, reversed and flowed back up as if rewinding, re-entering his skull, swiftly recovering his previously hollow and widened pupils to focus.

Crunch, crunch~

Watching Yi Lianzhen slowly rise, his terrifying body infinitely swelling under the power of Heaven and Earth, transforming into a majestic over-hundred-meter-tall "mountain" as if forged from gold, Zhu Haomiao instinctively licked his lips, a ravenous greed surging within.

Looks... quite delicious...

It’s worth noting that this was no illusory Dharma Form; every inch of Yi Lianzhen’s flesh was substantial, genuine matter, containing the essence of the entire world.

He is the embodiment of Qi Fortune, the personification of Heavenly Dao, the manifestation of world will, the most precious [fruit] in the river of fate.

A subtle, profound understanding rose in his heart, an uncontrollable desire rolling and erupting.

The anomaly in his spirit reflected into reality, with Zhu Haomiao’s dark black attire radiating spectral light, as if animated scales, with sinister dragon and snake patterns slowly emerging, twisting out from its surface, fixing their hungry, greedy vertical pupils on Yi Lianzhen.

Buzz~

Behind him, the towering three-head, six-arm Dharma Form contracted inward, replaced by the shadow enveloping Zhu Haomiao expanding nonstop, ultimately transforming into a terrifying, over two hundred meters tall, eight-headed demon snake.

The eight dragon-like, snake-like heads swayed and writhed like clouds hanging from the sky, overlooking the exquisitely magnificent, giant centaur, as if appraising a plump and delectable prey.