NABC Chapter 289 Bring Su Heng, the Human-Shaped Mud Dump Truck!
Chapter 289 Bring Su Heng, the Human-Shaped Mud Dump Truck!
Roar!
The warhorse beneath the knight let out a whinny, its muscles bulging and its aura spreading out, revealing itself as a formidable dead-level demonic beast.
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Its wagon-sized hooves burst the air apart as it leapt from the ground, gaining rapid speed and leaving afterimages behind, carrying the Great Knight on its back as it charged towards the monk.
A shadow spread, and a glint of blood radiated from the dark, icy halberd.
The two figures were completely disproportionate; the Great Knight struck with fury, and his blow seemed poised to split the old monk and the temple behind him in two, shattering them into pieces. In the army, every face bore a bloodthirsty frenzy, as if they had already envisioned the bloody scene of the monk being struck down and torn apart.
However, the turn of events did not unfold as most had imagined.
The old monk reached under his long robe and stepped forward, extending his arm to deliver a balanced and steady punch.
What seemed to be an ordinary human body, unleashed a surprisingly formidable force.
Boom!
It was like thunder exploding.
At the point of their collision, semi-transparent ripples spread outward.
The black-armored Great Knight, mounted on a demonic steed, was frozen mid-air by the old monk's punch.
And as the ripples swept over, his supremely strong body trembled and spasmed unnaturally.
Crack!
A crisp sound rang out, and the armor burst open.
Cracks spread, and chunks of armor flew in all directions, with the lining beneath tearing apart, exposing the gnarled, stout muscles that resembled old tree roots.
Blood streamed from the Great Knight's eyes and nostrils like little snakes. His face turned red and distorted, and anyone could tell at a glance that the man's strength had been pushed to its limits, even damaging himself.
Yet, it was like an ant shaking a tree, or a mantis blocking a chariot.
The gap between them was simply too great for him to inflict any harm on the old monk.
Instead, with a slight exertion of force, the old monk pushed forward.
The Great Knight from the Yuan Family of Hanzhou couldn't withstand it and was sent flying, tossed more than a hundred meters away. Several fellow warriors tried to catch him, but to no avail; they were toppled over, and the recently reformed military formation was thrown into disarray.
Still, it was the Great Knight who rolled over a dozen times on the ground, his halberd planted heavily into the soil, and retreated over ten meters more before he could finally dissipate the impact force.
Staggering to his feet with the help of an adjutant by his side, he barely managed to stand.
The murderous intent in his eyes had dissipated, leaving only shock. The army fell silent too, reflecting on the old monk's move; shock was evident on everyone's faces. It was unbelievable that such a fearsome cultivator was hidden in the Skull Plain.
Their strength was as profound and unfathomable as the ocean depths.
"Senior, who might you be?" Yuan Tianshu pushed away the adjutant who was supporting him, stepped forward, and approached the old monk.@@@@
But this time, he didn't cross the black line before him.
"A nameless monk facing death soon, not worth mentioning," the old monk said, with his hands joined in prayer and a slight bow.
He glanced at the vast array of ironclad elites before him, finally resting his gaze on the towering figure of Yuan Tianshu and said, "You're not enough to claim this humble monk's head."
His tone was calm, without any arrogance.
Discussing his own life and death as if it were an insignificant trifle.
Previously, with the Skeleton Dragon Armor, Su Heng's limit for Gravity Manipulation was three thousand tons.
And now...
Su Heng's limit for Gravity Manipulation had reached three hundred thousand tons.
And the range had increased from the previous few hundred meters to now over three kilometers.
In his previous life, the displacement of a large aircraft carrier was just over sixty thousand tons. With a single thought, Su Heng could now lift five of such carriers into the air. Although an Earth Immortal's physical attributes were formidable, in combat, a sudden impact of three hundred thousand tons of force would definitely have a huge effect.
And for ordinary beings of Heavenly Deceit, they were not even qualified to stand before Su Heng and challenge him.
This was the formidable aspect of Divine Skills.
Just one Divine Skill had already caused a minor qualitative change in Su Heng's strength.
Moreover, during this seclusion, aside from the Gravity Manipulation, Su Heng had repaired the other three Divine Skills obtained from the divine statues with attribute points and condensed them into Divine Power Marks within his spirit will.
These three Divine Skills were the Glass Emerald Light first obtained from the hands of the Medicine Buddha, Divine Movement from the statue of the Dragon Maiden, and the Petrification Beam from the Hundred-Eyed Giant. These three Divine Skills corresponded to defense, movement, and attack respectively, providing an all-around enhancement.
As for the Divine Skills obtained from other statues, although they could be used,
The speed of release and power were discounted. Unless they were unexpectedly released in battle, the effects against a peer opponent might not be very satisfactory.
As for why he didn't condense all these Divine Skills into marks as well,
On one hand, condensing Divine Power Marks required a considerable amount of spiritual power and was not without limitations. Most Earth Immortals were quite good if they possessed one or two Divine Skills. Su Heng had condensed four in one go due to his profound heritage, bringing convenience.
On the other hand, the attribute points consumed to complete these Divine Skills were massive.
Even with the unlimited supply of resources provided by the family of the immortal sect, Su Heng still felt a bit pained.
Besides, Divine Skills favored quality over quantity.
After pacifying Skull Plain, there would be opportunities to acquire other fragments of Divine Skills, and then he could pick a few to strengthen. For example, the Three-Headed and Six-Armed Divine Power that Su Heng had long coveted; during the upcoming war with the Esoteric Sect of Skull Plain, he would inevitably take it back into his own hands.
Thinking of this, Su Heng reaffirmed his spirit will and thought, "Unwittingly, nearly a month has passed since this seclusion began; I wonder if the progress on Skull Plain is still going smoothly?"
Crack!
In the dim and stifling secret chamber,
Su Heng's body trembled slightly, and the many anomalies on his body retracted into his flesh.
His bodily form returned to around three meters six, and then with a wave of his hand, the scabbard in the corner flew over, landing in Su Heng's large hand, splayed open. As he injected a surge of force to activate the restrictions within, a row of faint gray characters appeared on the surface of the scabbard.
Su Heng's gaze swiftly swept over these illusory characters, a look of keen interest appearing on his face.
Shh!
The effect of the Buddha's short-haired demon remains activated.
Large quantities of black threads materialized out of nowhere, quickly weaving into a broad robe, which Su Heng casually draped over himself. He picked up a belt and hung the scabbard on it. With a flick of his wrist, a wall was scorched by fierce flames, turning into a smooth mirror surface. He made minor adjustments to his clothing and disheveled hair.
Su Heng was ready to go.
"A single person able to stand against a hundred thousand soldiers... I had not expected that such Cultivators existed on Skull Plain; interesting," Su Heng felt his three hearts pounding in his chest as a smile, rife with fine-pointed teeth and excitement, spread across his lips.
Boom!
With a punch, he shattered the great door.
Su Heng stepped forward, released Divine Movement, his figure flickering, almost too eager as he rushed towards Skull Plain.