Chapter 942 - 691: Heaven-Burning Divine Power (3)

Chapter 942: Chapter 691: Heaven-Burning Divine Power (3)

"Where did the Mountain Rock Division, ranked last, find such a formidable external ally?"

"This Giant Spirit known as Nether Pupils might rank among the top five among all the Giant Spirits of the Heaven-Supporting Eighteen Peaks."

"Could it be that the Heavy Rock Division is truly going to lose today?"

In the Skill Arena, Kui Sea, having been constantly beaten, was driven into a frenzy, and the Profound Iron Giant used its foot to fend off the attack of the black demon.

Then, with a strange gesture, a crimson rune totem flickered at his heart, followed by spitting out a mouthful of essence blood, seemingly completing a certain sacrificial communication instantly.

In the next moment.

The void several feet in front of him was suddenly torn open, revealing a Heaven-Splitting Giant Axe!

The instant the giant axe appeared, the surrounding air abruptly changed, emanating an extremely terrifyingly fierce aura.

The giant transformed Kui Sea gripped the Heaven-Splitting Giant Axe with full force, leaping up and fiercely hacking towards Nether Pupils.

The power of this swing stirred Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, possessing an aura as if splitting heaven and earth; even the void was cleaved with cracks, indicating the tremendous power of the Heaven-Splitting Giant Axe.

Boom!!

However, Nether Pupils remained utterly calm, forming a Seal Technique with his hand.

In an instant, a treasure armor composed of countless dark crystals adhered to his massive demon body.

Bam!

The momentous collision reverberated through the space, exploding with dazzling light clusters throughout the scene.

Exaggerated shock waves spread outward.

Yet the Profound Iron Giant’s Heaven-splitting strike, wielding the Heaven-Splitting Giant Axe, was actually blocked by Nether Pupils’ Dark Crystal Armor.

"Hmph!"

The demon transformed Nether Pupils sneered mockingly, punching directly with great force onto the opponent’s chest.

With a loud bang, the Heaven-Splitting Giant Axe in Kui Sea’s hand fell away, transforming into a mass of black light and disappearing instantly.

While he himself spewed blood and was flung back, crashing heavily onto the ground, creating a large pit, his life hanging in the balance.

Just one strike, and the victory was decided!

Wow!

Yet Nether Pupils did not continue the assault but withdrew his Giant Transformation Divine Technique, flashing back to the platform.

"Didn’t expect Brother Nether Pupils’ divine techniques to be so impressive, Brother Huangg appreciates it endlessly!" Huangg Yue approached enthusiastically to greet him.

Nether Pupils replied indifferently, "No problem, since I promised you, it’s my duty."

After several more matches.

The treasure contest has reached a fever pitch, Qin Ming even saw Su Yuqing take the stage.

His opponent was a cultivator from the Demon Race, fortunately, he barely won.

It’s evident Su Yuqing’s combat divine techniques have improved through experience.

Less than half a day later.

It was Mountain Rock Division’s turn again, this time only Qin Ming hadn’t taken the stage yet.

Qin Ming volunteered, "Brother Huangg, since Brother Pan Shi invited me, let me take this match."

"But the opponent is the previous Phecda Peak... Despite Kui Sea being seriously injured by Brother Nether Pupils and unable to compete, the strength of those Demon Race cultivators was evident."

"Perhaps we should have Brother Nether Pupils take this match again?"

Huangg Yue hesitated, unsure of Qin Ming’s strength, worried that another loss would mean elimination for Mountain Rock Division.

"No problem, Brother Pan Shi is confident." Qin Ming replied calmly.

Huangg Yue agreed, "Alright then, this match will be in the hands of Brother Pan Shi."

Qin Ming nodded, his figure blurred into nonexistence and reappeared in the Skill Arena below.

Unexpectedly to all.

Heavy Rock Division from Phecda Peak dispatched the Demon Race cultivator who performed an instant kill on the Giant Spirit Race in the second match.

Upon seeing this, everyone seemed to have foreseen Qin Ming’s fate, considering the terror of the late-stage Divinity Transformation blood-colored Yaksha wasn’t something ordinary cultivators could withstand.

Kui Sea, sitting on the stand healing his injuries, wore a gloomy face as he stared downward.

Clearly, this demonic cultivator with a Black Flag was their major threat.

"Cackle! This seat’s Black Spirit Soul-Devouring Banner will soon gain another late-stage Divinity Transformation Giant Spirit Divine Soul..."

He sinisterly uttered, then immediately summoned the Black Flag behind him, and the entire sky grew dark.

Amid the swirling demonic clouds, three massive blood-colored Yakshas flew out toward Qin Ming for the kill!

The spectacle was terrifying.

Upon seeing this, Qin Ming’s eyes turned cold, pretentiously forming a Hand Seal, then activated the flame rune totem on his arm.

In reality, he secretly activated the "Demon-Monster True Power Technique," then enveloped himself in the Tier Six Ancient Poison Flame.

Then using True Demon Illusion for disguise.

At a glance, he almost appeared identical to those transformed states of the Giant Spirit Race...

In the next instant.

To everyone’s astonishment, a thousand-foot blood-colored flame giant descended!

The flame giant kneeling leapt up, his massive right arm raised, fingers clenched, and a Fire Fist struck instantly!!

Boom!

"Heaven-Burning Divine Power!"

In one punch, it was like a meteor falling, dispelling endless darkness.

The Demon Race cultivator’s pupils shrunk, his face filled with terror.

Three late-stage Divinity Transformation blood-colored Yakshas were obliterated into blood mist, turning to dust under the punch’s might!

The Fire Fist’s momentum didn’t diminish, ignoring all defenses, directly landing on the demon cultivator, engulfing everything in blazing white light.

Creating a huge crater miles in radius in the plain...

Long after, when the all-encompassing dust cleared, the scene was silent among the cultivators.