Chapter 615 - 610: Celestial King Battle Power

Chapter 615: Chapter 610: Celestial King Battle Power

"Immortal!"

The word echoed through the void like rolling thunder, making everyone’s blood roil and even causing their thoughts to freeze for an instant.

The Eternal Stele!

This was Ning Jiang’s possession. To this day, not even Ning Jiang himself knew its true origins, but one thing was certain: it possessed world-shaking power.

An impossibly brilliant light burst forth from the stele. Countless runes surged out, ultimately coalescing into an arm of white jade.

The arm was wreathed in a vast radiance, as flawless and pure as jade. Mysterious, esoteric patterns covered its surface. It was like the Hand of the Heavens, exuding an immortal and indestructible aura.

Heaven and Earth may decay, but I am immortal! All things may perish, but I am eternal!

This was a hand of immortality. Even if all creation was destroyed and Heaven and Earth perished, it would remain, eternally indestructible.

As the hand moved, a miraculous vision of celestial flowers raining down appeared in the void. The entire space turned a hazy white as the hand, seemingly born of divinity, struck out toward Bai Wuxue and the Flood Dragon King.

"Break."

The two Eight-Stars Kings, Bai Wuxue and the Flood Dragon King, joined forces. They gathered a world-shaking attack that seemed to absorb the very essence of heaven and earth, transforming it into a vast tidal wave of Spiritual Qi that swept forward.

But with just a light touch from the white jade hand, their attack instantly disintegrated, proving utterly fragile.

"What?"

The two Kings were stunned, finding it hard to believe.

With their combined strength, a single joint attack should have been powerful enough to level an area hundreds of miles wide, crack the earth, and make the seas flow backward.

Yet the white jade hand floated lightly onward, continuing its descent.

"Kill."

Refusing to accept it, the two once again gathered their power. The tyrannical energy fluctuations were like a thousand volcanoes erupting at once, blanketing the region for hundreds of miles.

BOOM!

Their attacks were annihilated as if they were dead branches, and their bodies could not withstand the force. They were sent flying back for a hundred miles.

"Two Eight-Stars Kings... sent flying by a single palm strike? What kind of Magical Treasure is that?"

The crowd was aghast. The scene felt like something out of a dream.

’This is bad.’

The pupils of the Flood Dragon King and Bai Wuxue contracted. The white jade hand struck again. This blow seemed light and ethereal, devoid of any flash or fanfare, yet a terrifying vision appeared before the two Kings.

They saw countless supreme experts dying beneath this very hand, creating a Corpse Mountain Blood Sea and a field of white bones. The auras of some of those experts were so potent that even they felt a tremor of fear.

PFFT.

The two Kings were once again sent flying by the palm strike. Their bodies, like fine porcelain, began to show a web of cracks from which blood flowed, dripping toward the sea below.

"Get back!"

Seeing the dripping blood, not even the other Kings dared to touch it.

As the blood fell into the sea, it instantly vaporized the water in a hundred-mile radius, leaving countless Martial Artists dumbfounded.

For someone as strong as an Eight-Stars King, even a single drop of blood contained terrifying might. At their Realm, a single strand of hair could crush a mountain, split the earth, and slay anyone below the King Realm.

And yet, these incredibly powerful Eight-Stars Kings were now being beaten back by a single arm. Just two palm strikes had left them both severely injured.

"Celestial King Battle Power! This power is comparable to Celestial King Battle Power!"

The Flood Dragon King’s heart trembled.

Celestial King Battle Power was the domain of Nine-Stars Kings. Figures like the Undying Celestial King and Golden Cicada had both reached this Realm. Although there was only a One-Star difference between Nine-Stars Combat Power and Eight-Stars, the disparity in strength was more than tenfold.

Otherwise, Nine-Stars Combat Power would not have earned the title of Celestial King. How venerated was that word, "Celestial"?

The Undying Celestial King had dominated the entire East Sea by himself. Someone as arrogant as the Flood Dragon King could only hide in the Chaotic Sea Region, not daring to challenge him. This just went to show how terrifying Celestial King Battle Power truly was.

It was no exaggeration to say that if the Undying Celestial King were here, his Power alone could crush the combined might of all one hundred-plus Kings present.

"This thing belongs to that brat."

Bai Wuxue’s gaze turned icy as he stared at Ning Jiang.

The Other Shore had placed such a high bounty on Ning Jiang’s head precisely for this stele. One had to remember that four Kings from the Other Shore had once laid a Grand Array to ambush Bai Yuyun, only to be defeated by this very stele.

What Bai Wuxue hadn’t expected, however, was that the stele’s power would be this terrifying.

How could he have known? The last time Golden Cicada activated the stele, he was merely a remnant soul with limited power, so the force he unleashed was only equivalent to that of a Five or Six-Stars King.

But now, Golden Cicada was wearing Linglong Saint Monarch’s Armor. His strength was on a completely different level, so when he activated the stele again, its might was naturally extraordinary.

"Immortal!"

The voice rang out from the hand once more.

The voice was ancient and mysterious, as lofty and supreme as the Celestial Dao itself.

It locked onto the two Kings and struck again.

PFFT.

The two Kings coughed up blood and retreated violently again, even more cracks appearing on their bodies. Bai Wuxue was in a more miserable state. He had already been forced to use Blood Rebirth after one of Golden Cicada’s earlier attacks, which had severely damaged his vitality. With his strength already diminished, this latest palm strike obliterated half of his body into nothingness.

"AHH!"

Bai Wuxue let out a wretched scream. Ever since he became an Eight-Stars King, he had suffered one setback after another. First, he was defeated by a remnant soul of Golden Cicada, and now he was grievously wounded by this stele.

He channeled his Power, and in the blink of an eye, the missing half of his body grew back.

This act cost him a great deal of his Life Essence Qi. While it wasn’t as draining as a full Blood Rebirth, it still cost him at least three to four hundred years of his lifespan.

"Bai Wuxue, this thing is extraordinary! We’re no match for it. We have to retreat!"

The Flood Dragon King’s will to fight had vanished, and he spoke with urgency.

The power erupting from the stele was comparable to Celestial King Battle Power. Fighting against a Celestial King was no different from an egg striking a stone. If they continued, they even risked death.

"Golden Cicada, I’ll let you be smug for now!"

Bai Wuxue roared, nearly driven mad with rage. He had been no match for Golden Cicada in the past, and now, he still couldn’t do anything to him even when he was just a remnant soul. However, he was an Eight-Stars King, after all, and did not let his anger cloud his judgment.

"We’re leaving."

With Bai Wuxue’s command, the many Kings of the Other Shore began to retreat.

The Flood Dragon King did the same, hastily leading the members of the Chaos Alliance away.

The Other Shore Divine Sect and the Chaos Alliance, the two most powerful factions in the East Sea, had been routed and forced to flee for their lives. The sight left countless onlookers dumbfounded and in utter disbelief.

"A Celestial King is a Celestial King, after all. Even as a remnant soul, he is not to be offended."

Gazing at Golden Cicada’s figure, the crowd was filled with awe and reverence.

"Flood Dragon King, if you don’t hand over Celestial Treasure King, tomorrow I will execute three Kings from your Chaos Alliance—beheaded in public for all to see!"