parentshiftbook Chapter 184: The Former Lord of Zhao, the Armor of Life
Chapter 184: The Former Lord of Zhao, the Armor of Life
"Even with the combined strength of the three of us, we can only manage to injure the opponent...?"
Chu Hanwei's eyes were somewhat confused as she recalled the great battle a month ago.
They ultimately failed to achieve victory, and the situation reached a stalemate once again. But this stalemate, for the human race, was tantamount to bleeding them dry and waiting for death.
The eerie black hole in the southern borderlands continuously replenishes the demons' power, and strange beasts and humans from all over the land surrender to them in an endless stream. And this time, their arrival in battle already brought together the entire strength of the Great Wei.
If the battle becomes a stalemate and drags on without a clear victor, morale will inevitably plummet.
At that time, wanting to defeat the demons would be nothing short of a pipe dream.
With one side gaining at the expense of the other, danger looms.
Chu Hanwei felt a pang of sadness. She silently lowered her head, the breeze scattering strands of hair across her scars. They itched slightly, but she could bear it.
The Frost Sword in her hand shone with a restrained light, its surface speckled with her own blood.
He murmured softly, "Frost Sword, please help me again... I beg you..."
After a long while, the sky in the distance changed color, and dark clouds rolled in.
Chu Hanwei ultimately received no response from the Frost Sword. She looked up at the approaching dark clouds and forcibly dispelled the weariness in her eyes.
"Follow me to slay the demon!"
......
A deafening roar echoed across Zhantai Mountain!
The entire mountain was trembling. Five fingers, reaching towards the sky, were being pelted with falling rocks.
The wild animals hiding among them were unlucky; countless of them were crushed to death by the rolling stones.
On the mountainside, a woman, supporting an old man, leaned against the wall in fear, watching in the distance as rocks rolled down.
Fortunately, apart from some shaking, no boulders fell from their location.
The old man's eyes were solemn: "It's a prophecy. The prophecy said that when Zhantai Mountain trembles, it means the seal is loosening."
"Hopefully, nothing bad will happen..."
Inside the cave,
A powerful phantom rose behind Zhang Ping, firmly protecting him in the center.
Meanwhile, Wen Gaoyang laughed wildly!
"Hahaha! I never thought we could actually break the seal!"
"Magic Crystal! Magic Crystal!"
He ignored Zhang Ping and rushed toward the altar!
Seeing this, Zhang Ping remained vigilant and kept a safe distance behind him.
Magic crystals? It seems that's what Wen Gaoyang is looking for.
The seal was broken, and a massive surge of demonic energy rushed in! The flowers and plants inside the cave withered and decayed the moment they came into contact with the demonic energy!
Unaffected, the two arrived at the altar.
A terrifying head covered in black hair hung suspended above, obscuring the entire cave ceiling. Standing on it, all one could see when looking up was black hair.
"It's incredible that it still possesses such power after being dead for so many years!" Zhang Ping exclaimed in amazement as he approached and sensed its immense power.
However, he soon turned his attention to Wen Gaoyang.
Judging from Wen Gaoyang's performance just now, he is very familiar with this seal and even knows what is inside.
Following behind the other person might just lead you to some good things.
the other side,
Wen Gaoyang did not linger after entering the altar, and flew towards the area below the ancient demon's head!
Seeing this, Zhang Ping followed behind.
There was a gap between the head and the altar, filled with the stench of decay.
Zhang Ping looked down and discovered that the altar was actually paved with a single, intact stone slab with some simple lines on it.
In the center of the plane, there is a raised cylindrical platform with three items piled up on it.
Wen Gaoyang's target was one of the black, rhomboid stones.
"Magic Crystal!"
Upon discovering the magic crystal, Wen Gaoyang's speed suddenly increased!
Zhang Ping's eyes flickered slightly as he activated the power of the beast pattern, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot!
"Magic crystal! It's mine!" Wen Gaoyang's eyes burned with fervor as he was about to grab the black stone.
Zhang Ping grabbed the stone first!
"Don't rush!" Zhang Ping said softly, and the magic crystal disappeared from his hand.
"You're asking for it!"
Startled by the sudden change, Wen Gaoyang was taken aback, then flew into a rage and attacked!
Countless black branches burst forth from behind him, transforming into deadly weapons as they hurtled towards Zhang Ping!
Zhang Ping remained fearless, raising his hand and waving it in front of his chest! A gray phantom pounced behind him, destroying the approaching branches!
"snort!"
Wen Gaoyang gradually transformed into a ghost tree, and after a soft hum, a terrifying demonic sound emanated from the ghost tree.
The enchanting, mesmerizing sound was incredibly penetrating!
Zhang Ping instinctively tried to resist, but found that his qi and blood were not very effective against the demonic sound.
"Divine sense power?!" His expression changed.
The eerie, demonic sound entered his mind, and he felt a chill run down his spine.
"Hmph, this is the power of divine sense. Even if your blood and qi reach the level of supernatural powers, you will not be able to resist it!" Ghost Tree Wen Gaoyang's face was cold and gloomy. His bark-like face was so wrinkled that only his facial features could be clearly seen.
"Hand over the magic crystal obediently, and I'll spare your life!"
Cold sweat poured down Zhang Ping's forehead; the excruciating pain in his head was almost unbearable. But more than anything, he was filled with doubt: Why wasn't this guy taking advantage of the opportunity to strike?
The two were a thousand meters apart, which was only a moment for people of their stature.
If it were Zhang Ping, the best opportunity to strike and severely injure his opponent would be when the opponent is interfered with by divine sense!
But Wen Gaoyang showed no intention of making a move; instead, he started engaging in verbal sparring.
Upon realizing this, Zhang Ping's eyes flashed.
"Could it be..."
Thinking of something, Zhang Ping, enduring the throbbing pain in his head, prepared to forcefully make his move.
But at that moment, he suddenly felt a slight disturbance in the space inside his body!
Interior space,
Green hills and clear waters, a verdant courtyard.
The woman lying on the stone table finally opened her eyes. The moment her gaze returned to the world, a surge of powerful spiritual energy erupted from her!
From the inside out,
Almost instantly, the sense of belonging that had been placed on Zhang Ping was dispersed by this force!
"What's wrong with you...?" Wen Gaoyang's expression suddenly changed drastically!
He was able to use his divine sense to attack Zhang Ping even under the seal of heaven and earth, but there were limitations to it.
When he mobilized his divine sense, he could hardly use any other means, otherwise he would be observed by the seal.
Therefore, this is why he didn't take the opportunity to make a move earlier.
According to the original budget, even without using other means, just by relying on the power of divine sense, it would be possible to cause damage to Zhang Ping's mind and consciousness in a little while!
At that time, it will leave behind sequelae that are extremely difficult to repair.
This also demonstrates the absolute suppression that supernatural beings have over those who refine flesh!
"This power... there's something inside you?!" Wen Gaoyang almost screamed!
That soul power was able to break through his divine sense; it was definitely not from an ordinary person!
Zhang Ping had not anticipated such a situation. After a slight moment of surprise, he immediately seized the opportunity to make his move.
Wen Gaoyang took the oncoming blade head-on, leaving a withered black mark on the tree trunk.
"Fine, fine! Zhang Ping! I'll remember you. Just you wait!"
With his trump card failing, Wen Gaoyang seemed furious, and his figure turned into dust and disappeared from the spot.
After a long while, Zhang Ping failed to detect Wen Gaoyang's presence, and only then did he withdraw his power.
"To try and get something from a tiger is a waste; I am the tiger."
He shook his head and whispered.
With his gaze sweeping over the chaotic surroundings, Zhang Ping turned and walked back to the round platform.
Besides the magic crystal, there was also a cyan longsword and a black sphere.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Ping reached out and picked up the ball.
Suddenly, a thought popped into his head: "Could this be an inner core?"
He didn't know whether the demon corpse counted as a demon, but he could sense a faint trace of power within the sphere.
It's just that it's a bit blurry.
After thinking for a moment, Zhang Ping adjusted the control panel.
"brand."
[Beast-pattern brand] [Former ruler of Zhao]
【Life Armor: The old Zhao dynasty is gone, but the ancients are not; the past stretches back a thousand years. The Life Armor is the culmination of millions of years of accumulated power, the evolution of the main force of the old Zhao dynasty】
[Required Materials: Head of the Old Lord of Zhao, Magic Crystal, Guardian's Blood, Ancient Holy Sword]