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Chapter 344 – Thunder Breaking Demon Arts
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“You… who are you?”
Huang Zixuan looked at Lin Ming, alarmed. Before they had chased him all the way here, in that short instant when they fought, he hadn’t been able to clearly see Lin Ming’s cultivation. But now that Lin Ming was in front of him, he saw that he was at the late Pulse Condensation period.
For someone who had just entered the Pulse Condensation period to actually be able to swallow the Shattered Demon Heart Crystal with that cultivation and not die, yet also have the strength to suppress him afterwards… was there really such a person in this world?
Lin Ming didn’t waste time responding to Huang Zixuan’s nonsense. After he swallowed the Shattered Demon Heart Crystal and tempered his marrow, his body had to produce new blood. Although he had smoothly entered into the late Pulse Condensation period, the process of creating new blood after tempering his marrow had exhausted nearly all of his true essence. Now the energy he used was almost purely from the compressed true essence that was hidden within the Heretical God Seed. But, this sort of true essence would be consumed quickly. It was equal to opening the Heretical God Force – it was impossible for it to last long.
Lin Ming’s right hand shook, the Purple Comet Spear flew forwards!
Azure true essence howled in the air, the space around the spearpoint began to tremble.
Huang Zixuan’s complexion sank. He coldly said, “It seems you want to die quickly. You think you won against me with just a single move? Don’t force me to use the Moon Seizing Sect’s forbidden technique! We’ll both die together!”
Hearing the words ‘forbidden technique’, Lin Ming didn’t respond, but Zhou Xinyu’s paled. Obviously, this forbidden technique that Huang Zixuan mentioned was not fake.
“Sir Lin, the Moon Seizing Sect’s forbidden technique was obtained on the same year they invaded the Silent Demon Emperor City. It’s half of a demonic secret skill jade slip that they obtained, ‘Blood Shadow Great Technique’. You can kill 1000 at the loss of 800. To use it requires one to sacrifice their life force and cultivation as the price. The power of this skill is astoundingly strong!” Zhou Xinyu quickly said to Lin Ming through a true essence sound transmission. This battle would naturally be determined by Lin Ming, she only wanted to inform him.
Huang Zixuan was able to guess from Zhou Xinyu’s facial expressions that she was using at true essence sound transmission to speak to Lin Ming, and then a smug smiled appeared on his face. He threateningly said, “Boy, let me give you a tip. Once I use this technique, you will die without a doubt. But, I do not want to injury my life and cultivation. In comparison to my life, the treasures that the Moon Seizing Sect left behind are naturally insignificant! If you are willing to agree to a truce, then I will let you off. You can even take away some of the treasures. Otherwise… you will die!”
Lin Ming didn’t respond to Huang Zixuan with words. They only thing that responded to him was Lin Ming’s spear, billowing with the power of rolling thunder and fire!
Hong long long!
Air shook, true essence howled.
Huang Zixuan’s face flashed with a hideous expression, “You have forced my hand! Blood Shadow Great Art!”
Pah!
Countless lines of blood suddenly appeared in Huang Zixuan’s arms. His true essence fused with the blood, becoming a bloody mist. Suddenly, the black fog that surrounded his body turned into a vibrant crimson color.
Huang Zixuan’s eyes turned blood red, the muscles of his hands bulging, his nails extending out like demonic claws. His gaze was full of bloodlust. This Blood Shadow Great Art not only damaged one’s life and cultivation, but it would also affect their will. Once they used it, they would not be able to control the desire for slaughter and thirst for blood that rampaged in their hearts.
“Die!”
Huang Zixuan rushed out with a punch. A massive crimson demon claw flew towards Lin Ming, accompanied by the wails and cries of ghosts, and a surge of bloody wind and air.
This blood wind was not an illusion, but was truly blood – Huang Zixuan’s blood.
As Lin Ming faced this massive crimson demon claw, his vision narrowed.
“Hou—!”
A deafening dragon roar impacted the heavens. In that moment, the dragon cry broke the clouds and split stones, the eminent might of a dragon filling the endless space, shocking the minds and bodies of anyone who heard it.
That short moment was like an illusion, like a dream. The Purple Flood Dragon Divine Thunder that lurked within the Heretical God Seed roared forth, transforming into the shadow of a Purple Flood Dragon as it clashed with the demonic claw.
Bang!
The crimson demon claw broke apart, a shock wave surging in all directions. Broken stone flew everywhere, and all the land within dozens of feet was overturned or razed. But amidst the bloody mist, the Purple Flood Drag