Chapter 1073 - 672: Golden Behemoth and Immortal Profound Phoenix (Part 3)

Chapter 1073: Chapter 672: Golden Behemoth and Immortal Profound Phoenix (Part 3)

In just the time of two breaths, six brand new arms had grown back. They were even sturdier and more robust than before, with the golden fur glinting with a metallic sheen.

The regenerative ability of the Golden Behemoth was vividly displayed at this moment.

For them, limb regeneration was simply not a problem.

"Interesting."

Qin Tian looked at the six regrown arms, with an undisturbed gaze. He slowly placed the Black Frost Saber across in front of him, the purple-gold lightning flickering slightly on the blade.

"Continue."

Angke was furious.

As a member of the Golden Behemoth Royal Family, when had he ever been so humiliated? In the Beastman Empire, his name was enough to strike fear into the hearts of low tier Beastmen, and even among the royal family of his rank, he was a leading presence. But the human before him not only easily severed his arms, but also said "continue" in such a calm tone?

"Roar—!"

Angke let out an earth-shattering roar, his body swelling once again. His size surged from over four meters to nearly six meters, with each strand of golden fur standing erect like steel needles. Dark gold patterns emerged on his six arms, a sign of the Behemoth bloodline being fully unleashed, pushing power to its peak.

He charged again at Qin Tian.

At the same time, Agatha made her move.

She no longer simply maintained the Fire Prison; instead, she launched a more fierce offensive. The crimson-gold Phoenix Fire wildly gathered around her, transforming into a Flaming Phoenix. Its wings spread wide, emitting a sharp phoenix cry. The Flaming Phoenix swooped down from above, carrying a searing heat capable of incinerating everything, aiming for Qin Tian.

Angke’s six arms attacked from the front, while Agatha’s Flaming Phoenix flanked from the rear.

Their pincer attack was seamless.

Qin Tian still didn’t move.

Standing his ground, he casually waved his left hand behind him—

An invisible telekinetic force slammed into the Flaming Phoenix like a giant hammer. With a loud "boom," the Flaming Phoenix exploded in mid-air, scattering into a thousand fiery sparks, falling to the ground like fireworks, burning fist-sized scorches.

At the same time, he gently raised the Black Frost Saber with his right hand, drawing a semicircle in front of him.

The purple-gold lightning exploded on the blade, forming a Thunder Shield, blocking all six of Angke’s arms. Each punch landing on the lightning emitted a dull boom, with the electricity crawling up Angke’s arms, scorching his golden fur and skin.

Angke let out a cry of agony, fiercely retracting his arms, but after retreating less than half a step, he roared and charged once more.

Agatha was not to be outdone. Her figure flitted like a specter around the Fire Prison, with her Phoenix Fire constantly changing forms—sometimes transforming into binding chains, sometimes into thrusting spears, and sometimes as a covering rain of fire. Her attacks were strange and varied, the angles tricky, leaving no chance to defend against.

Yet Qin Tian seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll.

The Black Frost Saber in his hand swung casually, deflecting all of Angke’s attacks; his telekinesis acted as an invisible barrier, keeping Agatha’s Phoenix Fire from nearing his body at all.

After several exchanges, Angke’s breathing began to falter. His six arms were covered in scorch marks from the lightning, and his golden fur was burnt and patchy, with gold blood seeping from his mouth. His breathing grew heavy, his movements no longer as sharp as they initially were.

Agatha wasn’t much better. Her Phoenix Fire consumed a great amount of energy, and the continuous high-intensity attacks caused her spiritual energy to deplete rapidly, with the flames around her no longer as vigorous as before.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of fear in each other’s eyes.

This human was far stronger than they had imagined.

From beginning to end, Qin Tian hadn’t moved even half a step. He stood there, using just a saber and telekinesis to effortlessly deflect all their offensives.

It felt like an adult humorously playing make-believe with two children.

"Is it over?"

Qin Tian suddenly spoke, his voice calm.

He spoke in Beastman language, with precise pronunciation and no accent.

Angke and Agatha were both momentarily stunned, their eyes flashing with a trace of bewilderment—this human could speak Beastman language?

"It’s over..." Qin Tian flipped his wrist, and the lightning on the Black Frost Saber suddenly surged.

"Then it’s my turn."