Chapter 533  : Three Heads, Six Arms and 12 Arms (2)

However, the moment it came into contact with White Emperor City, it was blocked by a translucent golden barrier.

The two energies collided, creating circles of ripples.

The aftermath of the intense impact spread in all directions. The clouds in the air were instantly shattered and dissipated into nothingness. More than ten thick cracks appeared on the ground.

Boom!

A dull tremor reverberated through the air.

“I knew you had ill intentions!”

On the platform, Luo Tianba’s gaze was cold as he stared straight at Sumen Modu.

“Third Brother, Fourth Brother, how long can the defensive array formation of White Emperor City last?” Xiahou Chuanwu quickly scanned his surroundings, searching for possible loopholes.

“D*mn it!”

Zeng Butan cursed and Zeng Busi exhaled.

“The Battle race has never been on good terms with the human race,” said Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit calmly. “It was already beyond my expectations that he could spout so much nonsense with us.”

“…Martial Sage Kong seems very familiar with the Battle Race?” Zeng Busan turned to look at Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit

“The array formation can hold on for half a month,” Zeng Busi answered Xiahou Chuanwu. “The question is whether that was already the strongest wave of the other party’s attack.”

“More or less.” Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit stared at Sumen Modu and said calmly, “This fellow’s strength is probably not in the third-realm.”

“Third-realm?” Xiahou Chuanwu and Luo Tianba were puzzled.

“It’s our Cloud Ascension realm,” explained Zeng Buqi. “The Cloud Ascension realm of the human race is the third-realm of the other races.”

“I see.” Xiahou Chuanwu nodded. “Then how long can the defensive array formation of White Emperor City withstand the strongest attack of the Cloud Ascension realm?”

“…Half an hour at most.” Zeng Busan’s expression was grim.

“White Emperor City has always been damaged. The array formation has been passed down from ancient times to today, and it no longer has much power. Compared to ancient times, not even a fifth.” Zeng Busi sighed.

Boom! Boom!

A loud bang suddenly sounded again.

Outside the barrier, Sumen Modu’s entire body was covered in a red glow. His eyes shone with a blinding light like lasers.

“Human friends, you’re not obedient.

“Isn’t it good to die instantly? Why do you have to force yourself to hold on?

“Listen to me. If you kill yourself now, you won’t have to suffer later.

“I’ve already heard the screams of fear from the others in your city. They don’t have to suffer that. Fear and screaming will only boost my strength.

“So, why force yourself to hold on to the end? Isn’t it better to die?”

With that, the red glow around Sumen Modu’s body surged to the extreme.

Boom!

Accompanied by a violent explosion, the aircraft under Sumen’s feet quickly retreated.

As for Sumen Modu himself, he kept expanding in the red light. As he expanded, he grew heads and arms.

Three heads, six faces, six arms, and 12 hands.

When he stopped expanding, his height of about two meters had already become about 18 meters. His entire body was covered in muscles, and his muscles and bones were like living dragons, domineering and obvious.

Chi! Chi!

Boom!

Surging white smoke erupted from the surface of Sumen Modu’s body. Like a cloud, it clung tightly to his huge body and lingered around him.

The true form of the Battle Race!

No longer hiding anything, Sumen Modu exposed his true identity.

An incomparably terrifying pressure swept out in an instant, covering the entire White Emperor City.

Ooh…

Plop! Plop! Plop!

Muffled sounds sounded one after another. Zeng Busan, Zeng Busi, Xiahou Chuanwu, Luo Tianba, and the others in White Emperor City couldn’t take it anymore. They either dropped on one knee or were sprawled on the ground.

The terrifying pressure from the soul made their bodies tremble.

A fear that came from the bottom of their hearts erupted instantly.

Except for Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit!

Sumen Modu’s third-realm suppression was indeed powerful.

However, that was only for others. It was useless against Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit.

The moment Sumen Modu appeared, Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit had already taken out the Red Dragon’s reverse scale from its soul space and shrunk it to hide in its palm.

Therefore, even if Sumen Modu’s suppression was ten times stronger, Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit would not be affected.

Of course, Luo Tianba, Xiahou Chuanwu, and the others were flushed red and trembling. They had no choice but to kneel on one knee, but Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit stood still, immediately catching Sumen Modu’s attention.

This third-realm existence who had revealed his true form had three faces and six eyes on the front. He stared straight at Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit and the mouth on his left head commented, “Interesting!”

“You’re actually unaffected by my suppression,” the middle head continued.

“A human who isn’t even in the second-realm has such capabilities. Impressive.” The right head was full of smiles.

It wasn’t just Sumen Modu.

Luo Tianba, Xiahou Chuanwu, Zeng Busan, and Zeng Busi were also shocked.

They knew best how terrifying the pressure from Sumen Modu was.

However, Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit was not affected at all. That was unbelievable.

Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit was definitely in the same realm as Luo Tianba and Xiahou Chuanwu.

They were all in the Primordial Spirit realm.

This meant that the reason why Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit was not affected was not because of its realm.

Instead, it was a treasure that it carried. This treasure neutralized the suppression.

It was shocking that Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit had such a treasure.

The sudden appearance of Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit as the Yu Nation’s Martial Sage was already surprising and bewildering.

Now, there was another powerful treasure.

They couldn’t help but suspect the origin of Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit, or that it had obtained a legacy from ancient times!

…

“So much nonsense.”

Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit didn’t care what Luo Tianba, Zeng Busan, and the others were thinking.

No one on Earth Star was its match now. It was not afraid of others coveting the treasure even if it was exposed.

If there was, it could just kill them.

In comparison, Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit was more interested in the arrival of Sumen Modu.

As soon as Sumen Modu finished speaking, Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit sneered and said, “Is everyone from the Battle race so fond of talking nonsense?”

“You are courting death!”

On the three front faces of Sumen Modu, the six golden-red eyes immediately shone brightly.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The next second, six beams of light suddenly shot out and struck the protective barrier of White Emperor City.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

White Emperor City shook, and larger vortex ripples appeared on the barrier.

Crack! Crack!

Tiny cracks appeared immediately after.

“Human brat, you’re courting death!”

The three huge mouths roared angrily together, and the frightening pressure intensified. Six arms struck the protective barrier with a destructive aura.

“Third Brother, open the barrier.”

Su Jingxing’s Primordial Spirit spoke at the right time. “Listen to me, hurry!”

“Alright!”

While Zeng Busan was stunned, he quickly pressed down on a jade token in his hand and crushed it.

Bang!

The jade token shattered into pieces and scattered on the ground.

Plkch!

A hole suddenly appeared in the barrier above everyone’s heads, and a terrifying astral wind immediately swept in.

Sumen Modu’s attack descended and covered everyone.

“You…”

Boom!

There was an earth-shattering bang.

Luo Tianba, who wanted to shout, only felt his eardrums buzz. His vision was filled with white light. His face was met with endless astral winds and lifted his hair.

The intense shockwave shook White Emperor City for a period of time.

The white light was very bright and blinding.

Luo Tianba was affected. For a time, it was as if he had encountered a storm at sea and was suffering in the cabin as well. It was unbearable.

After a while, the storm stopped, the sounds disappeared, and vision was restored.

The suppression on him disappeared, and so did the blinding light.

The terrifying member of the Battle Race that was like an ancient giant with three heads, six arms, and 12 hands a moment ago was also gone.

This…

Hey, wait a minute!

The Battle race is gone?

Luo Tianba’s consciousness returned. His eyes widened as he stood up and looked around.

He realized that the 18-meter-tall and extremely ferocious member of the Battle race had really disappeared!

“What… what’s going on?”

Luo Tianba gaped blankly and asked subconsciously, “What happened just now?”