Chapter 1079 - 559: Seal Mutation (Part 2)

Chapter 1079: Chapter 559: Seal Mutation (Part 2)

A black claw suddenly emerged in front of Ming Shuang, reaching directly for Feng Wuheng’s Cyan Rainbow Dao Sword, swift as lightning.

Feng Wuheng’s pupils contracted, quickly retreating.

The next moment, a black vortex appeared out of nowhere, and the shadow behind the black claw shuttled out from the black vortex, one, two, ... in the blink of an eye, seven shadows flashed out from the black vortex.

These shadows were clad in black robes, their faces hidden under the shadow of their hoods, surrounded by dense dark energy, like envoys from the Netherworld Abyss. Their appearance caused the entire space to tremble, and a terrifying oppressive atmosphere spread wide.

"Domain Master!"

Ming Shuang looked at the leader excitedly, greeting with respect.

"Useless! To be forced into such a desperate situation so easily." The leading shadow, addressed as the Domain Master by Ming Shuang, glanced coldly at Ming Shuang, exuding a chilling evil aura.

He raised his hand slowly, a pair of black claws appearing extremely sinister in the dim light. As he lifted the black robe to reveal a terrifying face, it was a unique visage combining the features of the Netherworld Ghost Race and the Ghost Race, not purely eerie but a perfect blend of both extreme traits. One eye was a deep ghostly blue, like a cold star in the infinite night sky, flickering with cruelty; the other was fiery red, seemingly able to peer into the deepest fears and desires of the human heart, burning with endless fury and ambition.

In the center of his forehead, a slender black line extended upward from his brow, disappearing into the shadow of the hood—a bloodline mark unique to the Netherworld Ghost Race, symbolizing his absolute control over Netherworld Power. His face was covered in horrific scars, lips pressed into a straight line exuding a cold aura.

Most striking were the sharp fangs extending from both sides of his chin, glistening coldly, marking him with the emperor’s lineage of the Ghost Race, and also his terrifying weapon for tearing enemies and absorbing life force in battle. His skin was a scarlet red, with dark lines flowing faintly beneath the skin like the river of the Netherworld, adding a touch of mystery and eeriness.

The body under the black robe was fully revealed, muscle lines smooth and full of explosive power, containing a force of detonation. His figure was tall and upright, nearly ten feet high, like an insurmountable mountain, emanating a Dao Realm level of immense aura.

Following the appearance of the leader, the remaining six shadows also revealed themselves, each exuding an Integration Realm level aura, though not as overwhelming as the Domain Master.

"Who are you?" Feng Wuheng held the Cyan Rainbow Dao Sword, eyes intensely fixed on the opponent.

"Die knowing who, Domain Master of the Ninth Domain of the Abyss, Emperor of the Netherworld Ghost Race—Luo Yan." Luo Yan, the Domain Master, curled his lips into a cold smile, looking at Feng Wuheng with utter disdain, as if gazing upon a dead man.

No sooner had he spoken when a pair of black claws suddenly swept down, bringing a gust of eerie wind, directly attacking Feng Wuheng.

"Clang clang..." The intense clash sounded endlessly, the Cyan Rainbow Dao Sword sparked with fire, colliding with the black claws and creating ripple after ripple visible to the naked eye, the terrifying aftermath distorting the surrounding space.

The sword light of the Cyan Rainbow Sword in Feng Wuheng’s hand wove into layers of sword curtains, resolving Luo Yan’s fierce strikes one by one.

"Hmm, interesting." Luo Yan snorted coldly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. Unexpectedly, a sword cultivator who just promoted to the Dao Realm could make such precise counterattacks in such a short time, indeed exceeding his expectations.

However, Luo Yan, being the emperor of the Netherworld Ghost Race, possessed strength unparalleled by ordinary beings. His figure flickered like a specter to Feng Wuheng’s flank, another black claw silently reaching straight for Feng Wuheng’s vitals.

Feng Wuheng’s mind raced, retreating hurriedly, while the Cyan Rainbow Dao Sword drew a perfect arc in the air, the sword tip pointing directly at Luo Yan’s throat.

Luo Yan seemed to have anticipated this counterattack, his figure flashing again, easily evading the strike.

"Speed is decent, but your strength is lacking far behind."

Luo Yan sneered, his figure surged, and a pair of black claws akin to a Dao Artifact assaulted Feng Wuheng like a storm.

Feng Wuheng appeared solemn, fully aware that any slack against such an opponent could be fatal, his entire spiritual power surging. The Cyan Rainbow Dao Sword seemed alive in his hand, its light like a dragon, accompanied by a thunderous force.

"Profound Celestial Sword Array, control!" Feng Wuheng shouted lowly, his inner spiritual power boiling instantaneously, transforming into countless Sword Qi, instantly condensing into the Profound Celestial Sword Array.

Suddenly, a sword array centered around Feng Wuheng formed as if the air around was gradually drawn by an invisible force, condensing into sharp Sword Qi interwoven and rotating in the air, ultimately forming a complex and massive sword array. Within the array, sword lights flickered, and Ten Thousand Sword Qi enveloped the entire space.

"Crack crack crack..." The sharp Sword Qi fiercely collided with the two Netherworld Ghost Claws, erupting with a deafening shattering noise, the surrounding space and the Sealing Array trembling violently under the impact of such force.

Seeing this, Luo Yan laughed instead of getting angry, a more profound smile playing at the corner of his lips.

"Kid, keep going, give it a little more effort. With your help, this Yin Sha Seal Array can soon be broken."

Luo Yan looked at Feng Wuheng with a playful expression, signaling.

No sooner had he finished speaking when an unprecedentedly terrifying aura erupted from within him, embodying the extreme manifestation of Netherworld Power. The entire space was drawn and began to twist and deform.