With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 840 - 615: Expedition, Soul Mountain, Death Intention!
The bone sword in hand slashed wildly, face to face with a sinister laugh:
"Hmm? Aren’t you quite arrogant? Out of tricks?"
Boasting fiercely with words, but feeling uncertain inside.
Meng Chuan remained silent, only throwing punches relentlessly.
He couldn’t show fear, so he responded to Raging Steel with even more ferocious fists, causing Raging Steel to howl awkwardly again.
In moments of critical danger, as long as his martial arts will remained unwavering, his heart’s power would rise rapidly.
The influence of intention on the magnetic field is most direct.
At this moment, he borrowed the surrounding magnetic field’s fire, not confined to the usual three-feet span, merely hiding it.
No matter how powerful the flames he manipulated, they couldn’t match the explosive flame divine power of Raging Steel, being a mere laughingstock if revealed.
Yet, the exorcising force was already spread around, resonating in the surroundings.
Though it had limited intimidating effect on Raging Steel, it persisted like a passive effect.
Could transforming this force into "intention" suppress Raging Steel, thus creating a chance for Extermination Star to deliver a killing blow?
Meng Chuan had long wanted to explore the potential of force in the exorcism divine power.
Unfortunately, he had no time before breaking three and rushing to Jin Land.
Now he can only fight and learn, seeking a moment of victory.
Seeing Meng Chuan’s offensive slow, Raging Steel took advantage, waving the bone sword even faster, the explosive flame and blood fiend packed densely.
Meng Chuan fought while contemplating, gradually filling unseen corners with black lines flowing down the mountain’s undulations.
Black lines!
Interwoven in layers, faintly forming a crab trap, spread flat on the surface.
What?
Raging Steel sensed an inexplicable danger, feeling a chill inside.
Amidst the clash of fists and kicks, willing to endure a punch just to take a glance.
Strong wind rose, like snapping a chalk line, the black lines danced wildly with the fists!
Hiss...
It turned to escape the black net’s encirclement, but it was too late.
The blade’s edge flickered with strange purple light, pounding heavily towards the chest.
Extermination Star detonated all the "Yin-Yang Intention" yet to be fully mastered!
The exorcising force stems from the secret of the True Martial Yin-Yang doctrine.
Like a Go game, where the player holds the black stones.
Yin-Yang Power, Meng Chuan was equally perplexed.
But before him, the clear delineation, the manifestation of the void.
Triggered by the Demon Seed True Qi, it ultimately became a scene of exorcising evil.
The essence of intention is the change of the magnetic field in the surrounding environment.
Intention command over attack and defense is "fist intent."
If Demon Seed True Qi was a piece in the life-and-death game, it held a black stone.
Ultimately similar, Yin-Yang is akin to life and death.
Driven by strong martial will, the exorcising force condenses "intent," Extermination Star creates a "scene."
Understanding the key points, Meng Chuan’s execution of this move was not complicated.
It resembled the steps he took during his second great limit, understanding the "intention prototype."
Or, it was the nascent form of an extermination scene in the midst of Yin-Yang life and death, bolstered by Extermination Star, representing "death."
Having the experience from before, everything else followed easily.
The black net transformed, entwining the dragon man attempting to burrow away.
Compressed inch by inch, the black lines dragged out streaks of blood, the dragon man’s soul glow unable to keep healing, slowly getting hurt.
Meng Chuan struck fiercely with anger, the fist force drawing a vacuum around him.
The black-purple halo exploded rapidly from Raging Steel’s center, spreading in all directions, yet encased by an invisible "boundary."
Overwhelming Raging Steel once more!
As it was an intention prototype, not mastering fist intent, he couldn’t control much of its change.
Thus, it continually washed over, his Tao Heart transforming and channeling his inner breath out.
Facing plea, Meng Chuan was deaf; facing curses, he retorted fiercely.
As he became more skilled, the dark aura also solidified.
With each sweep, it gradually stripped away Raging Steel’s "vitality."
Like the power of time, but with form.
As one waned and the other flourished, the black flames grew, Raging Steel’s body dwindled.
From towering to a tiny figurine, on the verge of losing breath.
At this point, Meng Chuan finally relaxed a little, also nearing his physical limits...
