Supreme Emptiness
Chapter 1829 - 1870: Two-Sun Giant Emperor
Ordinary Divine Weapons are useless against the Asura Saint, but what about the Angel Blade specifically crafted to counter the Asura Clan?
He grasped the Angel Blade and thrust it forcefully.
Splurt!
The invincible head of the Asura Saint was pierced an inch deep by the Angel Blade.
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"You actually have the Angel Blade!"
He quickly looked over and discovered some black blood flowing out along the wound.
The black blood exuded a terrifying dark aura.
Just one glance, and the Asura Saint Heir felt his soul in excruciating pain, as if a flesh-corroding poison had been splashed on him.
"Ah~" He groaned miserably, turning his form to Void as he fled, exclaiming:
"His body has already been polluted by the Dao Slave! Run quickly!"
Jiang Fan also felt his soul being fiercely corroded, enduring unbearable pain.
Fortunately, at this critical moment, the rustling sound of the Void Ancient Tree came from his mind, and a cool sensation dispelled the corrosive intent completely.
He showed a look of surprise and doubt.
Itās no wonder the Buddha Domain doesnāt covet the Asura Holy Blood, it turns out it has already been polluted.
This is the dirty blood that can poison a Sage to death!
He pulled out the Angel Blade and fled in a flash.
However, before leaving, seeing the strand of dirty blood seeping out, relying on the support of the Void Ancient Tree, he took out a Jade Bottle to catch it.
One drop, two drops, three drops, four drops, five drops, six drops...
The rustling sound in his mind from the Void Ancient Tree became more urgent, indicating an approaching danger.
When he had collected ten drops, he decisively closed the bottle lid, then attached a Sealing, and escaped in a flash.
As he barely left the meditation chamber, the immense pain in his soul gradually subsided; he couldnāt help but exhale deeply.
As the wind blew, he realized his back was drenched in cold sweat.
In a mere ten breaths, he had already narrowly escaped death several times!
"Is your soul undamaged?" The Asura Saint Heir asked, holding his aching head with eyes full of concern.
If Jiang Fan had forgotten the memory of the "Prison Suppressing Soul Scripture," that would be amusing.
Jiang Fan, face pale, shook his head: "Itās fine."
The Asura Saint Heir examined Jiang Fan with suspicion, saying: "It seems you have a powerful soul defense treasure; coming out without a scratch after so long."
Looking at the black mist gradually pouring out of the meditation chamber, the Asura Saint Heir felt lingering fear.
If he had stayed a few more breaths, he might have died in there.
The lingering power of a Dao Slaveās strike corrupts the Saintās Blood to such a terrifying degree; he dares not imagine the true form of a Dao Slaveās strike.
Just the thought sends chills down the spine.
Shaking his head, the Asura Saint Heir said: "The dirty blood is spreading, we canāt stay here long, quickly find the āPrison Suppressing Soul Scriptureā and leave."
Jiang Fan nodded, though slightly cautious inside.
Does it take time to activate the Peace Monument? Why hasnāt it activated yet?
If the Asura Saint Heir finds the "Prison Suppressing Soul Scripture," he would definitely turn on him, and also kill Yue Mingzhu and Pingtian Bodhisattva.
The mighty ones from Central Earth in his pocket would also be brutally killed by him.
Bangāā
At this moment.
The Buddha Formation on West Spirit Mountain erupted with a thunderous roar.
The two looked up and their faces changed.
It was actually an Asura Clan draped in a Kasaya who crashed onto the Buddha Formation.
Behind him surrounded by temples, countless Buddha statues inside resonating with Sanskrit sounds.
Unexpectedly, it was a Buddha Venerate!
What shocked the two even more was a blood-colored spear piercing him front and back, pinning him to the Buddha Formation.
It was a powerful Giant Emperor who killed him!
But where is that Giant Emperor? Why is he nowhere in sight? His body should be dozens of feet tall, easily visible.
Jiang Fan felt uneasy, his figure flashed, and he instantaneously moved to Yue Mingzhuās side.
At this moment, Yue Mingzhu was still chasing after a small golden turtle. Suddenly, Jiang Fan embraced her shoulders, slightly surprised: "Whatās the matter... mm..."
Her small mouth was quickly covered by Jiang Fan, and immediately their eyes met.
In her mind, Jiang Fanās telepathic message appeared: "Donāt speak, a Giant Emperor has arrived!"
What?
Yue Mingzhuās pupils quivered, quickly employing the Emperorās Gaze Technique to scan around, and suddenly, her pupils shrank fiercely.
Because she noticed a large dark shadow of fortune turning ink-black beside the Asura Saint Heir.
Indicating a great danger beside the Asura Saint Heir!
Although the Asura Saint Heir couldnāt see the Giant Emperor, with the powerful perception of a Asura Emperor, he still sensed the dangerās arrival.
In an instant, his human disguise shattered, revealing his true two-person-high blood-red Asura Clan form.
A long pitch-black spear, as dark as ink, was grasped tightly in his hand, swung in a circle around him.
The sky was forcibly sliced open, revealing a long Void fissure.
This strike directly shattered the worldās barriers!
However, just as he swung behind him,
With a crack, the spear seemed to hit something hard, unable to cut through the Void further.
At the same time, the space where the spear was shook violently.
A gigantic golden figure, hidden until now, over forty feet tall like a mountain, suddenly appeared.
On its forehead were two golden suns, radiating dazzling light.
Unexpectedly, it was a Two-star Giant Emperor capable of invisibility!
What?
The Asura Saint Heirās face changed dramatically, the spear in his hand was discarded, and his body flashed away as a Void.
But it was still a step late, the Giant Emperor swung a palm, and the ethereal figure of the Asura Saint Heir was whisked out from the Buddha Formationās breach.
He had been so decisive in abandoning Jiang Fan and the others to flee for his life.
Bang!
The Asura Saint Heir was heavily smashed onto the Boundary Masterās corpse, the robust Asura Emperor body cracked, internal organs spilling from the fractures.
Just a single blow, and the Asura Saint Heir was severely injured!
This is the might of a Two-star Giant Emperor!
"Heh heh~ Iāve been watching you all along."
The Two-star Giant Emperorās massive vertical eye looked down on them mercilessly, filled with cruelty and ridicule:
"You dare seize the Buddhaās domain we, the Eighth Army, have set our sights on?"
"Hand over the items and Iāll give you a quick death."
"Otherwise, our giantsā methods, you wonāt want to experience."
His voice carried immense pressure, the Asura Saint Heir was somewhat alright, but Jiang Fan and Yue Mingzhu, along with Pingtian Bodhisattva, were all trembling.
An involuntary fear sprouted in their hearts.
Even for Jiang Fan, it was the first time facing a Two-star Giant Emperor directly.
The feeling of being small like a boat on the Vast Sea surged through his heart.
Such a being could annihilate them as if squashing ants effortlessly.
"What, do you want to see my methods?"
The Two-star Giant Emperor squinted his eyes, raising a palm to grab, the blood-colored spear suddenly flew into his hand.
The aura of Barbaric Wilderness swept in all directions.
Yue Mingzhuās internal organs shuddered, threads of blood flowed out, seeing which tightened Jiang Fanās heart.
If the Two-star Giant Emperorās aura continues to unfold, without lifting a finger, Yue Mingzhu would perish from being unable to withstand it.
How to deal with him?
Suddenly, his peripheral vision swept toward the meditation chamber on his forehead.
Recalling the sight of the Asura Saint Heir being captivated by the mirror, entering a dazed state.
And the Asura Saint Heir seemed to think of the mirror too, squinting, pondering the feasibility.
At this moment, he noticed Jiang Fan looking at him, their gazes meeting.
After a brief collision, it was as if they understood each otherās thoughts, each raising an eyebrow.