Chapter 1445 - 1444: The Might of the Avatar

Chapter 1445: Chapter 1444: The Might of the Avatar

The black scythe, with an extremely fierce momentum, contained a terrifying oppressive force. Wherever it passed, even the space twisted open because of it. Among the strong figures of Yingzhou like Beichuan Ye and Liusheng Zongyan, all of them had their hearts in their throats. How could Ling Chen possibly withstand such a terrifying assault?

Under the focus of numerous gazes, Ling Chen suddenly raised his hand. His palm extended out, and above the sky, clouds abruptly surged, rushing towards the top of Ling Chen’s head. Lightning flashed and thunder roared, and as the thunderclouds split apart, a giant hand made of thunderclouds stretched out. Under those shocked gazes, it actually caught a thousand-zhang black scythe.

"Slash!"

Seeing this scene, murderous intent burst forth from Dao Yi True Immortal’s eyes. With a ferocious shout, the thousand-zhang black scythe shone to the extreme. Everyone could feel an extremely terrifying giant force pouring down onto that thundercloud giant hand in an instant!

However, as the thousand-zhang black scythe tore at that thundercloud giant hand, it did not split apart as expected. Such a terrifying black scythe strike was actually withstood!

"Trifling tricks."

A calm and composed voice came from Ling Chen’s mouth. Then, as his palm reached out, the thundercloud giant hand abruptly swelled, releasing a fearsome wave of power. The thousand-zhang black scythe suddenly halted, firmly gripped by the thundercloud giant hand.

"Bang!"

Ling Chen’s hand lightly clenched, and the next moment, that thousand-zhang black scythe, which even numerous strongmen of Yingzhou couldn’t withstand together, shattered violently like fragile glass!

"How is this possible?"

Incredulity appeared on the faces of Fengmo Thirteen, Tu Yumen, and others. Dao Yi True Immortal’s attack was terrifyingly powerful. In their view, it should have annihilated Ling Chen instantly. How could it have been easily crushed by him?

"After all these years, do you only have these limited skills?"

Ling Chen smiled faintly, his plain words laced with a sense of condescension towards the world, as if to him, even these mystical demon figures, even the immensely powerful Dao Yi True Immortal, couldn’t earn his admiration.

"Is this Ling Chen?"

At this moment, Beichuan Ye and others at the back also came to their senses. They looked at the somewhat familiar figure in front of them and exclaimed in shock. How did Ling Chen’s strength become so terrifying in just half a day?

"That Ling Chen kid has some capability, but he can’t reach such a level."

The figure turned his head, and the face originally belonging to Ling Chen now bore a smile, filled with a proud aura that transcended all beings!

"No, you are... Cloud Monarch!"

At this moment, a sharp and piercing scream erupted from the soul box in Dao Yi True Immortal’s hand, mixed with clear fear!

"What, Cloud Monarch?"

Beichuan Ye and others stood bewildered, suddenly realizing more, eyes wide in astonishment. The legendary supreme expert of the continent now appeared before them?

No wonder Ling Chen’s strength suddenly became so terrifying!

"Huangquan Ancestor, it seems, making you suffer under the altar for thousands of years still hasn’t made you reflect properly."

Cloud Monarch’s indifferent voice resounded once more in the sky.

"Bastard!"

A sharp, angry voice emanated from the soul box. Next moment, black mist drifted from it, rapidly coalescing into a sinister, aged face. Staring fixatedly at the figure below, his eyes were filled with intense hatred and a deeply hidden fear.

"Do you think your true self is still here, Cloud Monarch?"

The sinister old face suddenly swelled with a chilling aura, "Now you are nothing but a mere avatar, and you think you can still dominate everything and cover the sky with one hand?"

"Though just an avatar, it’s enough to deal with you."

Dao Yi True Immortal smiled faintly.

"Is it?"

Huangquan Ancestor sneered, his eyes growing swiftly icy, "Dao Yi! Destroy him for me!"

Though not Cloud Monarch’s true self, destroying Cloud Monarch’s avatar would still give him some revenge!

"Don’t worry, Ancestor. When have I, Dao Yi, ever let you down in what I do?"

Dao Yi True Immortal’s mouth curled into a cold grin. His palm lightly patted the soul box, the black mist was suddenly reabsorbed into the box, once again back into his hand.

"Cloud Monarch, you’ve already left Tianyuan Continent; stop crawling back to stir trouble. Disappear nicely for me!"

Dao Yi True Immortal’s eyes turned abruptly cold. In the next instant, Gui Yuan, Demon Mountain, and Blood Fiend, the three demon envoys, all shot out ferociously. The expressions, once full of disdain towards the people of Yingzhou, now turned grim and even tense.

The source of that tension came from the figure atop the stone statue, the one who once annihilated the entire Demonic Power Huangquan Pavilion!

"Devil Dragon Finger!"

The three aligned their two fingers, and the black, profound Devil Dao True Qi rapidly gathered at their fingertips. It made the tips become pitch black and deep. As the fingertips trembled, it seemed as if the roaring sound of a demon dragon echoed!

Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!

Three beams of black light, each as thick as an arm, suddenly shot out from the fingertips of the three. As the black light streaked outward, it transformed into three astonishing beams, like three howling Hell Demon Dragons, radiating an extremely terrifying destructive power.

"Three lackeys, not even high-rank Saints, dare to strike at me, truly ridiculous."

Cloud Monarch looked at the fierce attack from the three and chuckled lightly. He placed his hands in front, seemingly forming a very simple seal, yet his body seemingly underwent countless transformations, drawing infinite thundercloud power towards him!

Puff! Puff! Puff!

And just as the three terrifying destructive black beams appeared about ten meters before Cloud Monarch, a cloud vortex suddenly appeared in the void. Within it were faint thunder fluctuations, and yet those three destructive Devil Dragon Finger forces shot into the vortex with astounding speed, unable to stir even a single ripple, disappearing completely without a trace!

The cloud vortex flickered and vanished, easily defusing those three astonishing offensives. This left Beichuan Ye and others at the back gaping, mouth agape. Was this the power of Cloud Monarch?

Mid-air, the three demon envoys under Dao Yi True Immortal’s command also experienced a change in expression, eyes filled with deep astonishment.