Chapter 146: Majestic Heavenly Might, Righteous Path of Thunder
Just at this moment!
The vast voice from the heavenly curtain resonated once more!
[Evil Emperor! Do you wish to open the 'Endless Arena' and challenge the eighth-ranked Sikong Zhen?]
The Evil Emperor's Spiritual roar, filled with Battle Intent and killing intent, already echoed throughout heaven and earth:
"Challenge!"
Without the slightest hesitation!
Sikong Zhen looked up, his sharp gaze seemingly piercing through the light pillar, seeing his distant opponent.
A wild smile played on his lips, and a roar of thunder erupted around him:
"Good timing! I was just wondering if my Nine Heavens Divine Thunder could cleave through your Spiritual storm!"
Humans and Soul Beasts!
Thunder and Spiritual Power!
The duel between two Peak powerhouses was about to begin!
The eyes of the entire continent were focused here.
Human Soul Masters hoped that Sikong Zhen could defend humanity's dignity.
Meanwhile, the Soul Beast side anticipated that the Evil Emperor would prove the Soul Beasts' absolute dominance.
Above the Endless Arena.
The situation flared up again!
"Boom boom boom!"
The blood-red light of the heavenly curtain suddenly receded.
In its place were two brilliant golden lights, piercing through heaven and earth!
Golden light like pillars!
One precisely enveloped the enormous Evil Eye Tyrant Sovereign deep within the Evil Demon Forest.
The other descended upon Big Dipper Academy, wrapping around Sikong Zhen, whose surrounding electrical arcs had not yet completely subsided.
The next moment, under the gaze of countless eyes!
The two figures vanished from their original spots.
They were forcibly pulled into the mysterious and unpredictable "Endless Arena"!
The Evil Emperor's massive true form did not appear.
Instead, it was a middle-aged man in a dark purple robe, with a sinister countenance.
The most bizarre thing was that in the center of his forehead, it wasn't an ordinary eye.
Instead, it was a deep vertical pupil that slowly rotated, as if it could devour all light and Soul!
Just standing there, a vast, chaotic, and distorted Spiritual Power, like an ocean, uncontrollably rippled outwards from him.
This caused the space around him to show abnormal undulations and distorted light.
This unintentional Spiritual pressure alone was enough to make ordinary Titled Douluo lose their minds and suffer Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering!
On the other side, Sikong Zhen stood firm!
Around him,
the silver-purple Nine Heavens Divine Thunder spontaneously erupted, forming a constantly flickering thunder barrier that firmly resisted the pervasive Spiritual erosion.
The lightning and the invisible Spiritual ripples collided.
Emitting a grating "sizzling" sound, splashing invisible energy ripples.
Sikong Zhen frowned slightly, his heart solemn.
"What strange Spiritual Power!"
"It's not just powerful; it also carries characteristics of chaos, erosion, and distortion, capable of continuously assaulting my divine soul defense line!"
He instantly understood!
The key to this battle was not just a clash of thunder power, but also a dangerous game at the divine soul level!
Once his mind was lost and invaded by the opponent's Spiritual Power.
Then, even with his world-destroying Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, he would only become a madman who couldn't distinguish friend from foe, or a Puppet to be slaughtered!
"Human,"
The middle-aged man transformed from the Evil Emperor spoke, his voice echoing, directly affecting the Soul level, full of coldness and condescension.
"Your thunder, before this Emperor's Spiritual Domain, is merely a fleeting spark."
"Kneel, offer your Soul, and this Emperor may spare your life."
Upon hearing this, Sikong Zhen laughed instead of getting angry!
His laughter boomed like thunder, rolling away.
It even temporarily dispersed the oppressive Spiritual atmosphere lingering around him.
"A mere eye that has Cultivated for a bit longer dares to call itself Emperor?"
"Today, I shall let you, a frog in a well, witness the majestic Heavenly Might and the Righteous Path of Thunder!"
"Seventh Soul skills, Thunder True Body!"
Sikong Zhen no longer hesitated and launched his attack first!
He knew that against such a Spiritual-type opponent, he absolutely could not fall into their rhythm.
Boom!
The seventh blood-red Soul Ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up, dazzling brightly!
Endless Nine Heavens Divine Thunder erupted from his body, instantly engulfing him.
Within the lightning, his figure rapidly expanded and transformed.
In a blink of an eye, he became a giant tens of meters tall, entirely condensed from the purest silver-purple thunder!
The Thunder True Body's face was indistinct.
However, a destructive aura swept through the entire arena space.
Even the Spiritual ripples emanating from the Evil Emperor were forcibly pushed back several zhang by this overbearing thunder power!
"Hmph! Merely a shell!"
The Evil Emperor snorted coldly!
The vertical pupil on his forehead suddenly lit up with an eerie purple-black light.
"Spiritual Impact, Chaotic Ripples!"
For an existence like the Evil Emperor, innate abilities had long merged with instinct.
An invisible and intangible Spiritual impact, yet one that caused all spectators' Souls to sting, surged towards the Thunder True Body like a tsunami.
This impact was not linear, but diffused in strange ripples.
It covered all angles of evasion and contained the power of chaos that could disturb perception and reverse direction!
"Petty tricks!"
"Thunder Purgatory, rise!"
The Thunder True Body let out a muffled roar, and thunder suddenly descended from the sky.
"Rumble!"
Centered on him, an area of several hundred meters instantly transformed into a purgatory of thunder!
Countless thunder pillars descended from the heavens!
Violent thunder power raged and exploded.
Forming an area of absolute destruction.
The invisible Spiritual impact tsunami crashed into the Thunder Purgatory, and was immediately struck, torn, and purified by countless exploding bolts of thunder!
Thunder, being the most yang and rigid!
Was inherently the bane of all evil and chaotic energy!
Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, moreover, was the Supreme among thunder.
Its restraining effect on Spiritual energy was particularly significant!
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!"
Piercing sounds of erosion were incessant.
The Evil Emperor's first wave of Spiritual attack was actually resolved by Sikong Zhen in such a violent manner!
"Hmm?"
The Evil Emperor frowned, a hint of surprise flashing in his vertical pupil.
The purifying effect of the opponent's thunder.
Was stronger than he had anticipated.
"Interesting, then try this!"
"Spiritual Illusion, Myriad Illusions!"
The light in the Evil Emperor's vertical pupil changed again, the purple-black light becoming deep and mesmerizing.
In an instant, the scenery around Sikong Zhen drastically changed!
The Thunder Purgatory disappeared.
In its place were countless distorted, grotesque, and dazzling sights!
His most feared past events reappeared, his most desired temptations descended, countless vengeful spirits wailed and lunged, and his closest kin died tragically before his eyes.
All sorts of illusions struck at the most vulnerable parts of his heart!
Madly assaulting his Spiritual defense line!
This was a more terrifying attack than a simple Spiritual impact, aimed at disintegrating the opponent's will from within!
The massive body of the Thunder True Body suddenly paused, and the surrounding lightning even showed momentary disorder and flickering.
Sikong Zhen's brows were tightly furrowed, veins bulging on his forehead!
He was clearly enduring immense Spiritual pressure.
"Hold fast to your heart, thunder is me, and I am thunder!"
Sikong Zhen roared in his heart!
The lightning orbs in the Thunder True Body's eyes burst forth with dazzling light, forcibly stabilizing his form.
"It seems your Spiritual Power is not impregnable!"
The Evil Emperor sneered coldly!
Seizing the moment Sikong Zhen was entangled by the illusion.
He launched a fiercer attack.
"Spiritual Materialization, Soul-Splitting Demonic Blades!"
Before the Evil Emperor, vast Spiritual Power was highly compressed and solidified.
Dozens of translucent purple-black energy blades actually materialized out of thin air!
These demonic blades were not physical entities!
Yet they exuded a terrifying aura that could tear apart Souls.
They disregarded spatial distance; as soon as they appeared, they Teleported to the vicinity of the Thunder True Body.
Striking down fiercely from various tricky angles!
This was a terrifying method of turning formless Spiritual Power into a tangible attack!
At this critical moment!
Lightning burst forth from Sikong Zhen's eyes, and he forcibly broke free from the Myriad Illusions with a sliver of clarity.
"Eighth Spirit Skill, Myriad Thunders Heavenly Prison!"
Boom crack!
The Thunder True Body roared to the sky, all the thunder patterns on its body lighting up simultaneously!
Countless bolts of Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, thick as water vats, descended madly from nothingness as if summoned.
They not only accurately struck those Soul-Splitting Demonic Blades but also transformed the entire arena into a pool of thunder!
"Bang bang bang!"
The Soul-Splitting Demonic Blades shattered one after another under the bombardment of the most rigid and yang Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.
Reverting into chaotic Spiritual Power and dissipating.
"How long can you last, I wonder!"
The Evil Emperor's voice was cold.
The vertical pupil on his forehead spun faster, and stronger Spiritual fluctuations began to brew.
He had already discerned that although the opponent's thunder was overbearing and restrained Spiritual Power.
Having just entered level ninety-nine, there was still a gap in Spiritual resilience and total Spiritual Power compared to his eight-hundred-thousand-year existence!
As long as he maintained pressure, he would surely exhaust him to death!
Sikong Zhen took a deep breath, and the Thunder True Body solidified once more.
He knew he couldn't continue to defend passively like this.
He had to attack proactively!
With his strongest attack, he would tear apart this suffocating Spiritual Domain!
"I can't be so passive anymore!"
A resolute glint flashed in Sikong Zhen's eyes.
The Evil Emperor's Spiritual Power was like a maggot in the bone, endless.
Moreover, it was bizarre and ever-changing; prolonged defense would inevitably lead to defeat!
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