Chapter 549 - 351: Rapid Development of the Tri-Race Alliance II

Chapter 549: Chapter 351: Rapid Development of the Tri-Race Alliance II

Spiritual Power, so tangible it warped reality, drew in stray Spiritual Energy from the void. It formed the terrifying pressure of a Treasure Body, comparable to a Domain, and bore down on Han Ning and his two companions.

In the eyes of Irena and Lin Ke, they found themselves suspended above a fiercely burning sea of blood.

Thick chains pierced the flesh of one emaciated Soul Beast after another, skewering them to be roasted in the sea of blood.

A colossal, blood-red shark burst from the surface, unleashing a deafening roar.

Agonized screams echoed endlessly in their ears.

Like demonic whispers pouring into their minds, the sound threatened to split their skulls apart.

Just then, a cold snort echoed.

Above the sea of blood, a cold, full moon suddenly appeared.

The full moon blazed with light as an Armored Divine Being emerged. It opened its massive, mountain-like hands, seized the Blood Shark’s Body, and brutally tore it apart!

RRRIP!

A rain of blood fell from the sky as endless starlight blazed forth.

When the two of them came to their senses, Han Ning was floating before them, having already manifested his Spiritual Treasure Body.

Behind him, the phantom of the Divine Being flickered, and corporeal white flames raged fiercely around all three of them.

Not far away, Shark Lian, so imperious just moments before, was now prostrated on the ground, clutching her head tightly. Her savage features were a mask of shock and pain.

Blech!

Overwhelmed by a surge of agony from deep within her mind, Shark Lian instinctively spat out a mouthful of dark blood.

"It really is you!"

Enduring the pain, she stared madly at Han Ning, who was wreathed in starlight like a Divine Being, and shrieked,

"To have reached the Profound Moon Level in Spiritual Quality at such a young age... You must be plotting something!"

The crowd of spectating Beast Masters fell into an eerie silence.

Unconcealable astonishment was written all over their faces.

"I... I’m not seeing things, am I? A Trialist, one who isn’t even thirty, just seriously injured the ’Blood Shark Rose’ of the Celestial Sea, Shark Lian, using nothing but Spiritual Power?" Shi Zhou’s expression was priceless, but surrounded as he was by the Deep Sea Race, he could only send a covert spiritual message to Ruiyue, who was also from one of the continental races.

Ruiyue, who had actually fought Han Ning before, looked even more stunned.

She clearly remembered soundly suppressing his Spiritual Power when they fought. How could such a monumental change have occurred in just a few years?

’Am I... Am I also just a pawn in his hands? Is it just as Shark Lian said? Is he really plotting something?’

Ruiyue pressed her lips together, remaining silent in the face of Shi Zhou’s spiritual message.

The members of the Deep Sea Race, particularly the mid- to high-ranking Beast Masters of the Blood Shark Family, wore grim expressions. They had surrounded Han Ning, their dozens of Emperor Level Soul Beasts poised to strike. A single command from Shark Lian was all it would take to blast this unknown alien from the surface to smithereens.

"Kree..."

Sensing the terrifying Spiritual Energy pressure from all sides, Egg Pancake, normally cheerful and optimistic, prepared to fight to the death.

Dark red Dragon Power swirled within the Power core in its chest. Even facing an army, it endured the pressure and stood protectively before its master.

Yin Yi, for her part, transformed into a sea of starlight, merging with the stellar vista conjured by Han Ning’s Spiritual Power to bolster his imposing aura.

"GUMI!" "YIYI!"

The All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm and Fei Lin—one inside Han Ning’s Body, the other standing close behind him—were both poised for battle.

Gazing at the hysterical Shark Lian and her venomous glare, Han Ning struggled to understand why she harbored such immense hatred for him.

They were practically strangers.

’Did I steal the Flood Dragon True Essence she was after in the Dragon Palace? Or...’

His thoughts raced until a flash of insight struck him, and a possibility emerged.

’Bobo Man... My spot was originally Bobo Man’s. Maybe they aren’t targeting me, but the Bobo Race behind me.’

In truth, he had been forced to reveal his Profound Moon-quality Spiritual Power.

Shark Lian had attacked first. If he hadn’t resisted, her own Profound Moon-quality Spiritual Power would have likely blasted him into a mindless simpleton on the spot.

What Han Ning hadn’t expected, however, was how fragile Shark Lian’s Spiritual Power was. It had been torn to shreds in a single clash with his Gouchen Treasure Body, which wasn’t even fully forged yet.

’It seems she isn’t a true Profound Moon Beastmaster, just a fraud with an empty title,’ Han Ning guessed to himself.

A true Tier Six Profound Moon Beastmaster could never have been suppressed by him in a single exchange. If they were peers, it might be possible.

Defeating an opponent of a higher level was usually only possible when a high-Talent Soul Beast fought a low-Talent one, or when a superior Meditation Technique was pitted against an inferior one. Generally speaking, the higher the Level, the rarer such an upset became.

Han Ning fell silent in the face of Shark Lian’s aggressive questioning.

He could hardly explain how he had suddenly broken through to Profound Moon-level Spiritual Power, yet he had been forced to reveal it to protect himself.

"Seize him! Throw them in the Water Prison! Lord Xuanhai can interrogate them later!"

Seeing Han Ning’s continued silence, Shark Lian staggered to her feet and waved a hand at her companions, her expression indescribably vicious.

"Who dares!"

Just then, a deafening roar thundered from the distant seabed.

"Seize them!"

Shark Lian’s face darkened, and she completely ignored the mentally-shaking roar.

BOOM!

A tall Soul Beast—pitch-black, with knotted muscles, humanoid in shape but clad in a turtle shell—shot forward like an intercontinental missile. It tore through the heavy seawater, parting the nearly ten-thousand-meter-deep ocean and leaving a brilliant white line in its wake.