yasinovel Chapter 73 Overwhelming the Primordial Great Ferocity
Chapter 73 Overwhelming the Primordial Great Ferocity
The white-clad swordsman who once defeated countless geniuses ultimately could not stop the now-transformed King Dao.
As a head shot into the sky, the branding mark vanished as a shower of light.
As it turns out, unless one is a prodigy who has already grasped the essence of swordsmanship and is deeply immersed in the path of swordsmanship, no one can stop the king's sharp edge at this moment.
After defeating the white-clad swordsman, Wang Dao did not stop, but instead swept through the game like a whirlwind, embarking on a brutal journey to clear the level.
On the 270th floor, a burly man wielding a giant hammer blocked the way.
Wang Dao sheathed his sword and threw a punch, unleashing the ultimate "Giant Spirit Carrying Mountain Fist." A giant phantom carrying a divine mountain appeared behind him. With a single punch, thunderous roars echoed, smashing the burly man and his hammer into dust.
On the 280th floor, an assassin with uncanny movements attempted to get close.
Without even glancing at him, Wang Dao unleashed sword energy from every pore of his body. The ultimate "Flowing Light Illusionary Dust Sword" transformed into countless sword threads, instantly annihilating him into nothingness.
They swept through everything in their path, crushing all in their path!
Whether it's the barbarians with unparalleled physical strength or the alchemists with divine magical abilities, they all appear incredibly fragile before Wang Dao, a monster forged by the Source Point and possessing unparalleled talents.
Finally, Wang Dao's steps faltered.
He stood on the white jade platform on the three hundredth floor.
The air here was as thick as mercury, and a heavy sense of oppression pressed in from all directions. Even Wang Dao's body, which had been tempered and refined over countless trials, was now making a slight grinding sound from his bones.
Directly in front of him, a colossal figure was perched at the end of the steps.
It was an ancient ferocious ape that was a hundred feet tall. It had a white head, fiery red feet, and muscles that bulged like dragons. Every hair on its body stood up like a steel needle, exuding a suffocatingly violent aura.
"The great evil from ancient times——Zhu Yan!"
Wang Dao stared solemnly at the ferocious beast before him. This was a ferocious beast that was born to represent war and slaughter, and it was said that once it appeared in the world, there would be great chaos and war.
At this moment, the Zhu Yan slowly opened its eyes. They were blood-red eyes, devoid of any reason, containing only the most primal and pure desire for slaughter.
It stared intently at Wang Dao, then roared to the sky, the terrifying sound waves visibly transforming into a storm that shook the entire 300th floor violently.
Just as Wang Dao stepped into the three hundredth level, in the ancient and mysterious altar in the sky, a blurry figure shrouded in chaotic energy cast a curious glance down.
This Zhu Yan was his creation.
A genuine Thunder Furnace Realm invincible being was branded here by him using supreme means, serving as the gatekeeper of this level.
He also wanted to see just how far this junior, whose foundation was almost too solid, could go.
"To defeat an invincible being in the Thunder Furnace Realm while being in the Dragon Spine Realm... even if one breaks through two extreme realms in succession, achieving this is as difficult as ascending to heaven."
The figure muttered to itself, its eyes, filled with chaotic energy, revealing no trace of joy or anger.
He had already seen through the unparalleled foundation of the King's Way, that body like a furnace, that indestructible jade bone, even he, an existence like him, couldn't help but feel a little shocked.
He had not seen a younger generation with such a solid foundation for many years.
At this moment, on the white jade arena, Wang Dao slowly sheathed the Dragon Abyss Sword.
Facing this legendary ancient ferocious beast, the battle blood within him was boiling and roaring.
He was prepared to use his purest physical strength to test the strength of this ferocious beast!
Battle is imminent!
"roar!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Dao clenched his fist and charged forward like a cannonball.
Behind him, crimson blood surged into the sky, like a celestial river bursting its banks, transforming into a vast ocean of blood, which ultimately converged on his fist and slammed fiercely into Zhu Yan's massive body.
A glimmer of humanity flashed in Zhu Yan's brutal, blood-red eyes, as if to say that it wasn't enough.
It neither dodged nor avoided, and threw out the same punch.
It was a giant fist wrapped in golden runes, simple, direct, and brutal, yet containing terrifying power capable of shattering mountains and breaking peaks.
"boom--!"
Two fists, one large and one small, collided violently, and a terrifying shockwave exploded instantly, shaking the entire white jade arena violently. Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the seemingly indestructible void.
The two unparalleled geniuses thus began their fierce battle.
Wang Dao pushed the "Giant Spirit Carrying the Mountain Fist" to its limit. With each punch, the giant spirit phantom behind him carrying the divine mountain solidified a little more, and the lifelike essence of the giant spirit seemed to come alive, following Wang Dao's every move, as if it wanted to suppress all enemies in front of it.
Wherever the fist strikes, thunder roars – that's the thunderous special effect of level 2 Fist Dao!
However, the ancient ferocious Zhu Yan was no pushover; its supernatural powers were earth-shattering, and every move it made was awe-inspiring.
It slapped out with both palms, and endless golden runes danced in the air, transforming into divine chains that attempted to lock Wang Dao's form. It opened its mouth and roared, and destructive sound waves condensed into substance, impacting Wang Dao's physical body.
The entire battlefield was bathed in golden light, a testament to the divine power of the Zhu Yan and the radiance of the indestructible King's Retribution.
At this moment, Wang Dao possessed a divine strength of five million jin, and each punch was enough to shatter a mountain, yet he still struggled greatly in the battle.
Zhu Yan's strength far surpassed his own; each clash sent shivers down his spine and made his arm bones go numb.
If it weren't for the fact that the Undying Skin could counteract 30% of Zhu Yan's power, greatly reducing the opponent's offensive, Wang Dao's situation would probably be even more difficult.
To cross a major realm and directly confront an ancient ferocious beast known for its formidable physical strength was ultimately a stretch.
In a pure physical fight, he ultimately lost.
Without hesitation, Wang Dao summoned the Dragon Abyss Sword into his hand in an instant.
The dark black blade exuded a chilling killing intent, like a dormant black dragon awakening.
Upon seeing this, a hint of solemnity flashed in the blood-red pupils of the Zhu Yan. It roared to the sky, and golden light gathered in the void, forming a colossal staff that seemed capable of supporting the heavens.
The strength of such an ancient ferocious beast is too terrifying. It possesses innate supernatural powers that operate as if by instinct, and its power is far beyond what humans can achieve through acquired cultivation methods.
If Wang Dao hadn't pushed several techniques to their limits and attained the divine essence of true understanding, he would probably have been completely crushed in the very first encounter.
"clang--!"
Zhu Yan swung his Sky-Supporting Cudgel, unleashing a fierce wind that tore through the sky, and swept directly toward Wang Da.
Wang Dao parried with his sword, and the Dragon Abyss Sword and the Sky-Supporting Staff collided with a deafening clang of metal. An immense force, impossible to resist, surged through the swords; Zhu Yan's divine power was astonishing, in no way inferior to his, and perhaps even surpassed it.
Wang Dao was sent flying dozens of steps by the blow, each step leaving deep footprints on the hard white jade ground, and his hands went numb.
"Again!"
Wang Dao's fighting spirit only intensified, and he once again charged at Zhu Yan with his sword. With his other hand, he formed the Giant Spirit Mountain-Bearing Fist Seal, unleashing both fist and sword strikes. One was as heavy as Mount Tai, and the other could cut through anything, slamming fiercely towards Zhu Yan's vital points.
Zhu Yan seemed to sense the deadly threat as well. It let out a roar that shook the void, and golden runes surged around its body as it unleashed a set of profound and unpredictable peerless staff techniques. The staff shadows piled up and smashed towards Wang Dao.
On the battlefield, sword energy swept across the sky, and streaks of dark sword light appeared everywhere like ghosts; the domineering and unparalleled shadow of the towering staff swept everything away, smashing all the approaching sword energy to pieces.
Both sides fought to the point of utter frenzy!
Wang Dao completely disregarded his injuries, his eyes fixed solely on the enormous, ferocious beast.
He was determined to defeat this ferocious beast and turn it into resources for his martial arts journey. This battle would be a rare and valuable contest.
"Pfft!"
The sharpness of the Dragon Abyss Sword ultimately prevailed, slashing several deep, bone-revealing wounds into Zhu Yan's indestructible body. The pitch-black sword energy, like a leech clinging to the bone, invaded its body, preventing the wounds from healing.
However, Wang Dao also paid a heavy price. He was struck in the chest with a stick, causing a section of his chest to cave in. Blood gushed from his mouth, and he looked extremely miserable.
"Now!"
The two sides clashed again. Wang Dao withstood a heavy blow and unleashed a fist imprint as a feint, but his figure blurred in an instant.
"The Flowing Light and Illusory Dust Sword!"
Hundreds of Wang Dao's illusory forms suddenly appeared on the field, each wielding the Longyuan Sword, attacking Zhu Yan from all directions.
The terrifying sword energy exploded at the same time.
Faced with this overwhelming offensive, Zhu Yan roared and wielded his Sky-Supporting Staff in a golden storm, unleashing his unparalleled divine power to instantly obliterate all the illusory bodies.
However, just as it finished using its ultimate move and its aura momentarily sluggish, the true killing move of the king suddenly appeared.
A jet-black sword light, like a death scythe emerging from the deepest hell, appeared silently behind Zhu Yan.
The ancient ferocious beast sensed a deadly crisis in that instant, but its movements seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, momentarily freezing in place.
It was in that fleeting opening that Wang Dao's Longyuan Sword grazed past Zhu Yan's body.
The next moment, endless sword energy surged into the sky from Zhu Yan's body, like billions of tiny flying swords, tearing him apart from the inside.
Zhu Yan's eyes were filled with shock. Its enormous branded body froze in mid-air for a moment before disintegrating into countless golden specks of light, which were then completely annihilated.