Chapter 149 - 92: A Gourmet Delight! Consul Edward Henry Hannibal

Chapter 149: Chapter 92: A Gourmet Delight! Consul Edward Henry Hannibal

A mountain! It was a peak—a Divine Mountain so majestic and endless it seemed capable of crushing the heavens and the earth.

These three monsters were like moths drawn to a flame, hurtling themselves recklessly toward that mountain!

Then, three plumes of churning white smoke erupted from their bodies simultaneously!

The moment their bodies touched the earth-yellow fist imprint, they began to violently disintegrate!

In less than three breaths, all that remained of the three monsters was a black, watery stain on the floor.

An eerie silence fell over the dining room. Consul Hannibal stared blankly at the scene, his mouth wide open, unable to utter a single word.

Count Thorne was stunned for a moment. Of course, he had no idea that the Lu Yun before him was no longer the same Lu Yun from that night in Nanfu City.

He only knew the person before him as the puny Huajin Grandmaster he had beaten so soundly that he’d been forced to flee.

Indeed, that was all there was to it. The next second, Count Thorne violently grabbed the heavy, long table with both hands and heaved!

The entire table flew through the air, hurtling violently toward Lu Yun at the doorway!

At the same time, he didn’t stop. He followed right behind the table, pressing his palms together as a deep, pitch-black water began to churn violently between them.

A faint, earth-yellow aura slowly materialized around Lu Yun. It spread across his body, then flowed up the Wisteria Spirit Staff in his right hand, enveloping it completely.

Then he raised his hand and thrust the Wisteria Spirit Staff toward the table crashing down on him.

The heavy table was instantly pierced, a large hole punched clean through. With undiminished momentum, the Wisteria Spirit Staff shot through the hole, aiming straight for the figure behind it!

Its target: the vortex of Black Water spinning between Count Thorne’s hands!

Seeing this, a trace of disdain flashed in Count Thorne’s eyes.

’Such a foolish human. My clan’s Black Water Divine Techniques not only contain the will of a Celestial Demon but also possess unparalleled corrosive power.’

’This cheap piece of wood will be corroded to dust the instant it touches my Black Water.’

’Then this Daxian, who doesn’t know the meaning of death, will once again taste the despair he felt that night.’

But in the next moment, Count Thorne’s expression froze. The instant the dark purple staff plunged into the vortex of Black Water, it showed no signs of corrosion whatsoever.

It passed through the deep, pitch-black vortex with ease, and then stabbed directly through the palm of Count Thorne’s left hand!

Count Thorne stared down at his pierced hand, his face a mask of utter horror.

"How is this possible? Is this... is this something left behind by those damned Qi Refiners? I thought they all went to the Overseas Immortal Islands!"

Initially, he wasn’t going to pay any mind to such a minor wound. For his kind, any injury—no matter how grievous—could heal perfectly, so long as it wasn’t inflicted by a Grandmaster of Divine Intent.

But in the next second, Count Thorne’s pupils constricted. An indescribably terrifying will was pouring into his body from the staff that impaled his palm!

A mountain! It was a mountain peak!

An image instantly flashed in Count Thorne’s mind—a majestic Divine Mountain with no end in sight, descending from the highest heavens to suppress him!

Driven by instinct, the pitch-black will of the Outer Celestial Demon deep within Count Thorne’s mind instantly transformed into a monstrous torrent of black water, crashing violently against the descending Divine Mountain!

BOOM!!! A silent collision exploded in the depths of his consciousness!

At the same time, at the wound where his palm was pierced, tendrils of earth-yellow energy were furiously corroding the Black Water within his body!

TSS TSS TSS! A hissing sound rang out as thick white smoke billowed from his palm!

The earth-yellow aura clung to him like a plague, battling fiercely against the Black Water inside Count Thorne’s body.

At this moment, he finally raised his head and stared fixedly at Lu Yun, the confidence in his eyes replaced for the first time by sheer, utter horror.

"You’re... a Grandmaster of Divine Intent?"