Chapter 411 - 182: Fifth Master Is a Kindhearted Man
Dodge?
Is it useful?
Lu Wenwu sneered and swung his fist, shining like a meteor.
"Damn!"
Wen Jiulong was alarmed, sensing the breath of death in that fierce fist gang.
That kind of dominance, as if wanting to suppress the world and crush all enemies into powder, made him feel fear and threat.
The opponent truly had the potential to kill him here!
It was time to take a gamble!
Just a second before the iron fist smashed in, a halo flashed around Wen Jiulong, and a dense wave of spatial power burst forth, causing his body to instantly vanish into thin air.
Lu Wenwu’s invincible fist missed half its target, pounding fiercely into the void.
This punch, he missed, but also didn’t completely miss.
The solid ground began to fracture inch by inch under the onslaught of this violent power, with startling cracks extending outward, causing the earth to emit groans.
The shockwave sweeping in all directions crushed everything in its path into the finest dust.
"Boom!"
Another small hill collapsed.
It was even more terrifying than a natural mudslide.
An entire mountain was blown apart above mid-mountain by a single punch, scattering into flying dust and sand!
The powerful combat aftermath made the group hiding under the protection of the Space Stabilizer tremble uncontrollably.
At this moment, the captain began to suspect whether the information given by higher-ups hadn’t been updated in time.
Judging by this person’s destructive power and attack power, what necessity was there for this small squad to come along... Hiss!
Witnessing the mountain collapse, the captain suddenly realized something.
Perhaps... they weren’t actually sent to rescue or support Brother Wu.
They were sent to... clean up the mess, tie up loose ends, and cover things up!?
In the center of the battlefield, Wen Jiulong was spat out from the space interlayer.
The upper half of his armor shattered significantly, and the shoulder armor on his left arm had disappeared completely.
The stony lower body was a bloody mess, with tiny stones constantly dislodging from his trembling body and decomposing into the most primitive Heaven and Earth Primordial Power and Earth Element in the air.
Although Lu Wenwu’s punch didn’t elicit a resonance with the Power of Space, the extreme Spatial Affinity in his body played a role under powerful force.
Just a simple, naturally-evolving spatial vibration forced Wen Jiulong, who had activated the Space Concealment Artifact, out from within.
Fortunately, an old cunning fox previously demonstrated the danger of temporary spatial channels.
Otherwise, if he had used precious artifacts for constructing a spatial channel to dodge, he might not even have ash left by now.
"Three Mountains·Suppress!"
A rough shout burst from Wen Jiulong’s throat.
The warhammer hammered ferociously onto the ground, erupting with thick earth light.
Together with it spewed a mouthful of fresh blood, dyeing the vaguely forming Three Mountains shadow with a tinge of red.
The previous spatial shock had injured his internal organs, and even with the Mountain Giant Bloodline and Power of Earth aiding his recovery ability, it was still somewhat lacking.
Forcing himself to unleash a powerful skill at this moment made it inevitable to suffer from backlash due to the rebound force.
Fighting Spirit is all about a fierce, domineering path that squeezes the body’s potential to the limit.
When it’s strong, it’s truly strong, hard for even Hexagon Warriors like cultivators to match in explosive power.
But once severely injured or missing a limb, one’s combat power declines, and unleashing a big move could backfire, more sorrowful than a puppet master without a puppet.
The Three Mountains shadow rapidly formed around Lu Wenwu in a bizarre manner, completely sealing him off.
Suddenly, the Three Mountains converged toward the center, instantly merging into one.
"Boom!"
The deafening sound exploded again, with the earth groaning even more heavily under the strain.
On the ground, Lu Wenwu’s figure was nowhere to be seen.
Only a towering mountain stood upright.
He seemed to have been suppressed!
Wen Jiulong nearly collapsed on all fours on the ground, panting heavily.
The earth-colored Power of Earth poured into his body like a whale sucking water, slowly restoring and nourishing his injured half body.
Under the equipment effects from the Crimson Abyss, this recovery process was somewhat slow.
Blood oozed from his nose and mouth, yet a hint of a cold smile still appeared at the corners of his lips.
"In the end, a brat is a brat, too young and hot-headed... There are countless dungeon worlds, and myriad wondrous artifacts. Even if you’re well-versed in the Power of Space, so what? Can you stop all the space items?"
"Relying on your monstrous strength to act recklessly, thinking you’re the Sun Monkey who once caused havoc in the Celestial Palace? He could leap out of the Three Realms and beyond the five elements because of his background and invincible strength. What do you rely on?"
"Heh, once you’re completely suppressed by my Three Mountains Suppressing Artifact, I will personally come forward to take your soul... Wow!"
As Wen Jiulong was monologuing, he suddenly felt an abrupt discomfort in his body, spurting a mouthful of fresh blood.
The so-called Three Mountains Suppressing Artifact emitted a strange sound.
"Crack... Bang!"
The seemingly indestructible stone of the mountain cracked, and a spearhead that seemed potent enough to pierce through all things in the world shot out from the middle.
The extreme sharpness made Wen Jiulong involuntarily use Body Protection through Fighting Spirit, as the sharpness pricked his eyes painfully.
After a few seconds, he realized that it wasn’t a spearhead at all.
It was... an arm!
An arm with bulging muscles and popping veins!