Chapter 640 - 293: Unrivaled, Beheading the Enemy Amidst Ten Thousand Troops

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The continuous roar and explosion seemed to make the entire earth sink due to this brutal style of battle.

Lu Wenwu tightly held onto the front half of the True Demon Mother Insect, swinging it like a sandbag and smashing it fiercely against the breach in the World Barrier.

Their power was so immense that even the crack on the World Barrier showed signs of halting its gradual repair, coming to a standstill.

"Die... for me...!"

The Angry Dragon Dharma Aspect was engulfed in flames, using all its strength, its arms tightening inwards as the dark Purgatory Dragon Flame erupted to its peak.

Every scale on those arms, like towering pillars, expanded outward, causing a sea of Spiritual Qi to surge to the extremes of violence.

The True Demon Mother Insect’s struggle and screeching grew more intense, with an endless transformation of the Power of Corruption into countless weapons, bombarding Lu Wenwu’s body.

But Lu Wenwu didn’t look, letting his Dharma Aspect be battered and crushed, dragon scales shattering, yet he did not pause for a moment. The Influence Body Refining Skill was at its peak.

The thick arms gradually tightened, the grating crunch and crisp crackling like firecrackers bursting.

The heavy carapace cracked, with dark viscous liquid being squeezed out.

The True Demon Mother Insect’s shrieks became increasingly harsh, its struggling even wilder, nearly obscuring Lu Wenwu’s form with its dark curtain.

Finally, when the last shackle was broken, the Angry Dragon Dharma Aspect let out a furious roar.

Immediately, a completely different sound appeared.

"Splurch!"

The screech of the True Demon Mother Insect abruptly ceased, and the darkness that shrouded Lu Wenwu suddenly dissipated.

He had actually used sheer brute force to break the True Demon Mother Insect in half at the waist!

Viscous liquid like a torrential downpour fell to the ground.

The foul, eerie aura turned the entire battlefield into a black, ocean-like marsh.

As the liquid exploded, a denser Power of Corruption emerged.

It was the True Demon Mother Insect’s Origin power, which Lu Wenwu had brutally torn out from within, scattering it across the ground.

Holding the severed head of the Mother Insect, Lu Wenwu roared to the sky, seemingly to vent all his suffocated fury.

The falling carcass of the Mother Insect crashed down like mountains collapsing.

The impact of this shock was so strong that all cultivators and demon beasts on the battlefield witnessed the event happen with their own eyes.

Duan Chaolong wiped the blood off his face, staring skyward with his notched Magic Sword, just in time to see the Angry Dragon Dharma Aspect roaring with the head in hand.

This is... the might of the Dragon Emperor...

Somehow, he suddenly felt his past actions seemed somewhat clownish.

If this Dragon Emperor truly had any dissatisfaction towards his insignificant Wood and Earth Temple, who could escape this being’s hunt?

Suppressing his thoughts, Duan Chaolong grabbed the eager Liu Erniu, who was rushing forward.

"Rebellious disciple! What’s the hurry! There are plenty of Golden Core Zhenren and Nascent Soul True Monarchs here, do you think it’s your turn to charge into battle with your small Qi Refining self? Stick behind your master obediently!"

Liu Erniu cluelessly scratched his blood-clotted hair, but still, with a naive grin, stayed by his side.

At the weak point edge of the World Barrier, Lu Wenwu’s battle continued.

Whether it was the ongoing contract, the Eye of True Sight showing the Blood Bar, or his own perception of life, all reminded him—the True Demon Mother Insect had not yet fallen.

Stepping down on the torn-off head of the True Demon Mother Insect, his mountain-like fists fell like raindrops, pounding the earth further down and deepening the viscous black lake.

The True Demon Mother Insect, having grown a new head, had slightly weakened its aura, but its piercing shriek grew fiercer, enough to shatter the eardrums of Nascent Soul Cultivators.

The layered sonic waves exploded in succession, forcing even the surviving few in the Divinity Transformation team to stop slaughtering Split Creatures and instead back-to-back releasing defenses, resisting this Celestial Demonic Sound.

"You... can’t kill me..."

"I... am immortal..."

"You... die!"

Amidst ear-piercing screeches were vague meanings.

The True Demon Mother Insect, meant to be an emotionless world destroyer, was enraged to the extreme.

From its birth until now, over tens of thousands of years, it had never felt such fury, wanting to tear that massive life form into pieces, devouring it as part of itself.

The colossal body swung, bringing up waves of darkness like a heavy rod sweeping through the air.

"Boom!"

Lu Wenwu raised his fist to endure the impact, trading injury for injury, blood for blood!

He had already digested the pure insight left behind by the dying Void Buddha Venerable, but he still felt something missing.

Just a thin paper barrier to break through the final layer, yet it was impossible to pierce through.

Too slow, too slow!

If others knew Lu Wenwu’s thoughts, they would probably be scared to death.

To digest gained insight within minutes, perfectly combining it with his own fighting style, and about to break through to the limit of the Realm of All Laws and Divine Understanding—

Such a monstrous talent and terrifying speed, and yet you still think it’s slow?