Chapter 542 - 245: Which Peak Demon Venerable Won the Resurrection Match?

"Hmm... Although it doesn’t quite match my usual style, you do make a point. It’s worth a try," Lu Wenwu shrugged. "Since I’m already here, I should try to blend in with the local customs, otherwise, I’d seem very out of place."

The description of the spirit communication seems lengthy, but in reality, it took just a moment.

The reaction speed of the soul is far beyond what flesh can compare to, allowing for vast informational exchange in a brief moment.

Lu Wenwu adjusted his vocal cords, turned to look at the True Monarch of Destiny, and with a hoarse voice asked, "Me? I am Blood Pattern Ancestor Jia Wulei, the City Lord of Zhen Nan City. And who are you all?"

He was not accustomed to lying, so he felt a bit awkward at this moment.

However, with a hint of fierce killing intent released along with the "Life Armor" transformed from the Crimson Abyss, his words gained instant credibility.

It aligned perfectly with the stereotypes cultivated about the Armored Race by the Cultivators who ventured in.

The Armored Race does not attack the Human Race on sight, but they also don’t display any goodwill.

They are exceedingly wary and vigilant towards humans, appearing ready at any moment to brandish magical treasures for a life-or-death battle.

"I am one of the Supreme Elders of the Celestial Secret Tower, known as Destiny. I dare to ask, fellow Blood Pattern, have you seen a demon in your world? This demon calls itself Violent Dragon, has slaughtered countless in its life, amassed boundless karmic force, and is deserving of being purged by all. The three of us are here guarding against it, in hopes of ridding the world of its threat."

"Demon?"

Lu Wenwu subtly closed the distance with the Destiny True Monarch, his voice tinged with an inexplicable excitement.

"Are you speaking of a tall figure, proficient with flames, accompanied by a dog-like demon beast Cultivator in Divinity Transformation? Did it, after defeating opponents, resort to devouring Golden Cores and consuming Nascent Souls alive?"

Destiny True Monarch’s eyes lit up: "Precisely! Have you seen it, fellow?"

"Of course, I’ve seen it."

The response he received was the sudden eruption of a Military Killing Fist as Lu Wenwu shed his disguise.

Lu Wenwu grinned, reverting to his true form, as flames surged fiercely over his fist.

"It’s me, Grandpa Tyrannosaurus!"

"Damn!"

Destiny True Monarch’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets, internally screaming, as a round shield magical treasure appeared before him, radiating brilliantly.

The earthy heaviness instantly transformed into the phantom of a mountain, blocking the inevitable path of the Military Killing Fist.

His title is Destiny, skilled in divination and fate, possessing astonishing talent and perception in spiritual sense, unmatched even by Divinity Transformation Peak Cultivators on the verge of ascension.

When Lu Wenwu was merely beginning the Military Killing Fist, Destiny True Monarch’s spiritual sense was frantically warning him, making his heart race.

It was a crisis of monumental danger, as if doom was looming the next second, reminding him to employ all possible means of defense quickly, as fleeing or counter-attacking was no longer an option.

"Courting death!"

"Be careful!"

Flash Light Sword Venerable and Mo Lu True Venerable, who both had been wary of Lu Wenwu, reacted simultaneously.

Attacking jointly, sword gleams and three talismans darted out in an instant.

The three talismans quickly flashed in the air, with the Small Shifting Talisman used for minor space transfers turning into ashes as it sent the other two talismans forward.

The Tier Five Iron Talisman, the fastest, directly attached itself to the mountain phantom released by Destiny True Monarch.

In an instant, the phantom materialized.

The small mountain seemed cast in gold and iron, a metallic sheen hidden within the black.

The third talisman, the Divine Blade Talisman aimed for attack, and the sword light released by Flash Light Sword Venerable surged towards Lu Wenwu.

"Strong and powerful, indeed strong and powerful!"

Lu Wenwu, instead of being alarmed, seemed pleased, his grin widening.

Without any intention of dodging, he launched himself straight into the incoming attacks.

At this moment, the three Divinity Transformation Cultivators were momentarily stunned.

What!? He really isn’t dodging!

In their long lives, these Divinity Transformation Cultivators had encountered fierce combatants before.

But in most cases, such individuals seldom survived even to the Nascent Soul Stage, and those remaining rarely made it to Divinity Transformation.

With Demon Beasts of Divinity Transformation, it was hard to say.

But Divinity Transformation Cultivators were generally cautious and calculating, like old Yins.

Even Sword Cultivators wouldn’t engage in such reckless fighting.

The myriad capabilities of high-tier Cultivators deter most from directly confronting an opponent’s attack for an exchange of injury.

Who knows what insidious elements might be hidden in the opponent’s attack?

Moreover, why waste defensive means and spiritual power to withstand an attack if it can be dodged?

In the understanding of Divinity Transformation Cultivators, such an exchange between Blood Volume and spiritual power is not worth it.

If small-unit spiritual power maneuvers can counter large-unit spiritual power maneuvers of the opponent, it’s already a profitable exchange, with no need to sacrifice Blood to maintain the offensive rhythm.

Battles between high-tier Cultivators can last for three days and three nights, entirely normal.

Exchanging one’s injury for maintaining an uninterrupted attack rhythm is deemed unprofitable and could easily set the stage for defeat.

The Tier Five Divine Blade Talisman, being directly transmitted by the Small Shifting Talisman, was the fastest, thrusting straight for Lu Wenwu’s forehead.

"Bang!"

It was as if the silver drill-like Divine Blade Talisman struck a mountain, erupting with countless silvery sparks.

On Lu Wenwu’s forehead, the Blood Qi Dragon Scale shattered, the bloody and mangled center almost exposing his jade-like skull.

"Boom!"

The Military Killing Fist instantly blasted through the earth attribute defense magical treasure fortified by the Tier Five Iron Talisman, shattering the materialized mountain phantom along with the round shield behind it as Lu Wenwu smashed it with a single punch.