Chapter 635 - 199: Weapon Concepts and Peak Rankings
This is the first time he has seen analysis information without specifying the Hunting Level value, positioned at the Demigod level.
"Nonsense, this is a living War God, a walking slaughter machine, a legend that instills fear." Ghost Pupil couldn’t help but glare at Li Zheng.
"Earlier, when hearing the Stone Man’s explanation, it seems that the Reverse Tide Army’s Commander doesn’t often take action?" Li Zheng scratched his head in confusion.
"Yeah, during the confrontation with the Soul Returning Clan, the Commander usually doesn’t take action."
"Why not take action with such strong combat power?"
"To help the new generation warriors grow quickly, those of us with the War God Seal need the sharpening stone of war on the path to becoming strong. The Soul Returning Clan is a great sharpening stone, so the Commander won’t take action unless the opposition fields excessively high combat power."
Li Zheng nodded in realization, thinking of the Ancient God Arena and the mutual grinding among the players.
The Reverse Tide Army and the Soul Returning Clan are now in a similar relationship.
While opposing, they treat the opposing legion as growth nutrition.
It’s clear that this world’s top Strong Clans are all involved in mutual grinding, accumulating strength in preparation for entering a World-level battlefield.
"Hehe, I wonder when I can have Demigod-level combat power." Chi Tu laughed aloud at this time.
Upon hearing this, members from nearby clans raised their middle fingers.
They learned this gesture from the Liver Emperor Group and often used it to taunt the members of the Liver Emperor Group.
"You as a Demigod? I guarantee you’d die instantly on the battlefield." A member from the Ghost Bull Clan cast a disdainful glance.
"Have you been eating too much lately?"
"Have the guts to starve me." The Ghost Bull Clan member retorted defiantly.
"Stop bickering, it’s here."
At that moment, Ghost Pupil spoke out to interrupt the bantering between Chi Tu and the Ghost Bull Clan member.
Everyone focused their eyes on the scene.
They saw the figure seated on the throne of mountains slowly standing up.
Instantly, the mountains trembled, and the clouds were torn apart.
The Battle Armor on Floating Tomb made metallic clangs, resembling the roar of an awakening Ancient Giant Beast, and though the movement of standing seemed slow, it caused the entire space to distort, with spider-web-like black cracks appearing in the air.
Boom!
With a step, the earth shook and the mountains quaked.
His figure immediately vanished from its original position, leaving behind circles of expanding space ripples.
In the next second, the scene switched to above the Soul Returning Clan’s legion.
The sky suddenly darkened, and the Soul Returning Clan’s warriors looked up at the sky, where Floating Tomb’s towering figure hung, blocking out the sky and the sun.
He looked down, his gaze like lightning.
That glance caused all the Soul Returning Clan warriors who looked up to tremble in their hearts.
The gaze from the supreme being contained endless suppression, engraved like a nightmare in the depths of these Soul Returning Clan warriors’ Spiritual Sea.
It even made them conceive a thought that in front of this figure, all beings are like ants, and the world is like dust.
At this moment, Floating Tomb raised his hand, spreading his fingers.
Runes in the palm suddenly lit up, ancient and obscure light flowed, the surrounding air spun wildly forming a massive vortex, and the space at the center of the vortex shattered inch by inch, revealing pitch-black void.
He suddenly clenched his fist.
Bam!
A punch was thrown.
Without any flashy techniques, just the simplest of a straight punch.
But where this punch passed, space collapsed, time stalled, and the punch wind turned substantive, like a roaring giant dragon, carrying destructive power towards the Soul Returning Clan legion camp.
Rumble!
The world lost color, the sun and moon dimmed.
Where the punch wind touched, continuous mountains collapsed, everything along the way turned to powder under this punch, even dust was crushed into void.
The energy aftermath spread, dispersing all clouds within a kilometer radius, revealing the azure sky.
This punch seemed to drain all the energy between heaven and earth, even the sound of the wind disappeared along with it.
Only Floating Tomb’s figure remained suspended in the sky, towering like a mountain and awe-inspiring like a god.
At this moment, from within the Soul Returning Clan’s legion camp, a giant hand made of gathered energy flew out, colliding with the punch wind released by Floating Tomb.
A metallic breaking clang resounded between heaven and earth.
The energy giant hand and the punch-shadow gathered by the punch wind remained still in the air, grinding against each other.
From the center of the energy palm, nine bluish soul beasts vertical pupils suddenly opened, each pupil spouting pitch-black Netherworld Fire, with faces of infinite wailing resentful spirits appearing within the flames.
The punch wind from Floating Tomb also emitted an earth-shaking humming.
"Interesting."
Floating Tomb’s deep voice sounded like thunder.
His right foot shattered the void beneath, opening spider-web-shaped space cracks.
The muscles on his left arm suddenly swelled threefold, and all ancient runes on the Battle Armor lit up, dark golden lines detached from the armor, becoming twelve chains intertwined with Qi-Blood Thunder.
The chains barreled forth like wild dragons, immediately piercing through the energy giant hand.
The twelve chains each stabbed into the nine scarlet vertical pupils, while the remaining three chains directly stabbed into the giant hand’s palm.
Pierced by the chains, the vertical pupils trembled wildly, and the spewing Netherworld Fire suddenly turned ghostly white, seemingly wanting to burn Floating Tomb’s body along the chains.
Yet Floating Tomb’s face revealed a ferocious smile, as his left fist suddenly ignited with Qi-Blood Flames.
He suddenly swung a second punch, and along the trajectory of the punch, nine shattered mirror images appeared, each displaying Floating Tomb’s punching posture from different angles.
Boom!
The second punch overlapped with the aftermath of the first punch.
The energy giant hand exploded, turning into energy points before dispersing, and these points were directly absorbed by Floating Tomb’s mouth, boiled and absorbed by the roaring Qi-Blood Melting Furnace within his body.
At this moment, a bluish figure flew out from the Soul Returning Clan’s legion camp.
Countless starlight spilled from the sky, gathering into a bizarre-shaped scythe weapon, with its handle wrapped around the sun, moon, and stars.