Chapter 839 - 834 Terrifying Strength (3rd Update)
"Dammit!!!" The next moment, Jun Shouteng’s eyes bulged, a stick appearing in his hand—a metal stick, thick and ash-gold in color, a top-level Dao Artifact. Jun Shouteng suddenly jerked his head up, his complexion flushed red, his breath roaring crazily like a furious giant dragon. The entire hall seemed as if it was grasped by a colossal Azure Heaven hand, with the air crackling and whistling as if shattered.
No hesitation.
Jun Shouteng took a step forward.
"Die for me." Jun Shouteng held nothing back, wielding the stick with one hand, he swung it down fiercely, targeting Zhan Qing directly. His Mysterious Qi condensed to essence, vast as the sky. With one sweep, the whole world seemed to shatter into the Void, as if a stick miraculously emerged from eternal chaos, indescribably powerful and immense, filling the heavens and earth with the flow of ash-gold, spreading and overflowing until the hall appeared completely consumed by the force of the stick.
In that moment, surprisingly, Zhan Luo remained unmoved, still smiling as his grandson Zhan Qing faced the terrifying blow of the metal stick.
He did not seem the least bit concerned for Zhan Qing’s safety.
In less than a fraction of a breath later,
Just as the ash-gold metal stick was about to strike his head, suddenly, Zhan Qing’s lips curled into a fierce grin. His demeanor instantly shifted from cold arrogance to a sharpness akin to that of the Ultimate Sword, a sharpness signifying a myriad of murderous intents taking form and spirit.
Zhan Qing’s right hand moved too quickly; no time interval or spatial ripple existed. His hand simply raised, and at that instant, it was clearly shrouded with pure black Mysterious Qi. Layers upon layers of that viscous black Mysterious Qi engulfed Zhan Qing’s right hand entirely, as if it was a black boxing glove.
Then,