Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times-Chapter 864 - 280: "Ba Dan Ninth Style, Nine Fists Power!

"Old rules, you eat the flesh, I eat the skin."

After these words, Ba Dan’s entire aura suddenly became extremely fierce. He took a deep breath and roared, "Die, all of you!"

The next moment—

Ba Dan’s Red Giant Hammer in his hand suddenly erupted with an extremely dazzling scarlet radiance. Numerous stars appeared in the sky, reflecting against the nine purple-blue light spots that lit up one by one with the Red Giant Hammer, bridging the gap between them.

"Ba Dan’s first style, the power of one fist!"

Immediately following,

the overwhelming aura gathered in the air, forming an immense Red Giant Hammer. Before anyone could react, it was fiercely smashed towards today’s Barbarian Tribe Immortal King!

"Boom!"

With no time to dodge, the Barbarian Tribe Immortal King could only do his best to block the strike, however... it was unblockable. With that single hit, the Barbarian Tribe Immortal King spurted blood mist and was blasted flying into the sky above the Demon Clan Forest.

Several breaths later, he barely stabilized his figure and returned to the side of the Barbarian Tribe Leader, his eyes filled with resentment and disbelief as he looked towards Ba Dan and said, word by word, "How is this possible, how is this possible? This is not your power, this is the power of the Barbarian Tribe’s ancestral treasure."

"I’ve been thoroughly excavating the Barbarian Tribe’s ancestral treasure these past days, but why have I never seen the ancestral treasure have this kind of method?"

"Ba Dan, didn’t you tell me back then that you had passed on all uses of the Barbarian Tribe’s ancestral treasure to the Clan Leader?!"

This strike also marked Ba Dan’s full-blown call to arms.

Even if it ended here, it was worth it. Tomorrow’s biggest news in the Fifth Grade Immortal Realm would definitely be that Ba Dan, the former Immortal King who was suffering from Immortal Cancer and was banished from the Barbarian Tribe, came back to the Immortal Realm wielding the Barbarian Tribe’s treasure and defeated the current Barbarian Tribe Immortal King with a single blow.

"Ba Dan!"

The Barbarian Tribe Leader looked towards Ba Dan with a dark expression, saying word by word, "How will you explain now? You have always boasted that you had no reservations towards the Barbarian Tribe, and that you had no desire for the position of the Barbarian Tribe Leader. So how do you explain now?"

"The Barbarian Tribe’s treasure has this method; why didn’t you explain this when passing the treasure to the tribe?"

"Heh."

Standing still, Ba Dan looked down at the Red Giant Hammer in his hand and grinned, saying, "You might not believe it if I tell you, but I only just uncovered this method too. There wasn’t even time to give the move a nice name."

"Maybe it’s because Xiao Hong has not seen me for so long that she has finally completely merged with me."

"Revealing the ultimate method."

"But whether you believe it or not doesn’t matter anymore. From today on, I’ve come to understand that leaving the Barbarian Tribe in the hands of you clowns will only make all our tribesmen feel inferior because of your existence when they go out and reveal their identities!"

"Since ancient times, the Barbarian Tribe has always been a race with simple minds, even somewhat dull by nature. I don’t know from when on, we had you so-called wise men of the Barbarian Tribe begin to learn the skullduggery of other tribes, which is truly disgusting."

"Today, I will kill the Demon Clan Leader first!"

"Then kill you, the Barbarian Tribe Leader. As for the position of the Barbarian Tribe Leader, heh, I must tell you, I indeed covet it."

"As for... peace talks?"

"Joke!"

Ba Dan bent his knees slightly, his eyes bloodshot and his expression ferocious as he suddenly leaped up, "The Barbarian Tribe and Devil Clan are mortal enemies, how could there be peace talks? If there were peace talks, where would all the Barbarian tribesmen go to stack up their ’Heaven-reaching Giant’ entries?"

"Ba Dan’s second style, the power of two fists!"

A name chosen in haste naturally wouldn’t seem very domineering.

But there was no time to care about that now.

For those like him who practiced Body Cultivation, they always liked to bellow during attacks. Otherwise, something seemed to be missing.

"What a splendid show."

The Demon Clan Leader, who had been standing with one hand behind his back in the high sky, flicked his right hand, and the countless Seven-colored glows formed a shield that blocked Ba Dan hurtling towards him, saying softly, "It’s just that, have you forgotten something? Even at your peak, you were not my opponent, not to mention having suffered from Immortal Cancer for so long. Even if you reignite your full strength at all costs for a brief moment..."

"Can you be my opponent in this state?"

"Heh."

Unfazed by the failed strike, Ba Dan just sneered and tested the weight of the massive Red Giant Hammer in his hand. "What’s the hurry, there are still seven styles to go, right?"

"Ba Dan’s third style, the power of three fists!"

Amidst the roar,

Ba Dan once again wielded the Giant Hammer and shot forth fiercely. Numerous snowflakes suddenly appeared in the air, and the Giant Hammer in Ba Dan’s hands was wrapped in countless frost-laden snowflakes. This blow contained the cold power of heaven and earth.

In battles of Cultivation like this,

the entire heaven and earth would become their stage, the whole world changing with their every move and showing, which was quite beautiful to watch, of course, assuming one was not engulfed by it.

The frost-covered Giant Hammer and the Giant emerging from the Snowflakes hurtling towards him looked truly visually striking, but if one was the target of this Giant, the amusement was lessened, replaced by a heart-racing terror.

Seeing this strike, the Demon Clan Leader’s expression changed slightly, and a great deal of Seven-colored glow emerged again from above the Demon Clan Forest, forming an even stronger-looking shield. As the Giant Hammer swung down, the entire Seven-colored Shield was covered with frost.

But...

The frost soon dissipated, after all, it was the treasured artifact of the Devil Clan, and they were fighting on their own turf; naturally, it wouldn’t fail to block the strike.

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