Chapter 963: King Zhuanlun’s Dao
An old man with a monstrous and ancient aura was actually hiding in Eighth’s dantian. He was the legendary King Zhuanlun, one of the ten kings of the Yin World who supposedly died ten thousand years ago.
His title instilled fear into others once for he was death incarnate. His second appearance frightened even the old masters present.
He was still slumber but for some unknown reason, Eighth was able to use his power to become comparable to Feiyun.
“Bam!” An all-out brawl ensued.
Eighth had drunk the blood of a pseudo saint before so he had a sliver of this powerful vitality. His physical body exceeded his peers. Injuries were healed at a rapid rate.
As for Feiyun, he had the Immortal Phoenix Physique on top of Buddhist energies. Thus, he was actually stronger and faster.
“Whoosh!” The four phoenixes flew out again and clawed Eighth, leaving deep marks on his chest and incinerating the flesh.
Meanwhile, Eighth slashed Feiyun’s arm with his famous sword after breaking through the Buddhist domain.
“Phoenix Tailfeather!” Feiyun ignored the wound and nearly split Eighth into two halves. His internal organs became visible.
Feiyun pressed forward and leaped up in the air for an attack encompassing all three domains, sending Eighth flying. He had a pair of phoenix wings which granted him great mobility. He appeared above Eighth and stomped his back repeatedly in the air.
Each stomp caused Eighth to vomit blood; his spine was breaking down.