Chapter 383 – Frenzy

“Boom!”

The next second, the mostly collapsed gray-white pyramid exploded violently.

From amidst the billowing dust, a towering, massive figure stepped out slowly.

An invisible aura pushed away the clouds of dust and dirt. Standing fifteen meters tall, with three heads and six arms, its pure white hair was casually draped, and on the chest bloomed a huge, menacing blood flower…

It looked like an ancient, majestic demon mountain painted with fresh blood.

A terrifying presence quickly filled the area, causing anyone who saw this form to feel a strong sense of suffocation involuntarily.

Under the platinum mask, the eyes of the Eleventh Throne showed a trace of emotion, and he silently stepped back a few more paces.

The Holy Envoy of the All Deities, hovering mid-air, also felt a bit surprised, but quickly returned to normal, smiling as he spoke, “Is this what you rely on?”

Lu Yuan, with an indifferent gaze, stomped the ground, shattering a large area beneath his feet, and like a Mecha, he suddenly soared into the air, lunging towards the Holy Envoy.

Normally, when using the secret technique The Rotation of Two Flowers, his mental power was amplified to the peak of the eighth stage, but his physical and other qualities were still somewhat lacking.

This was the reason he had always relied on using divine weapons for mental power attacks.

His combat power was not weak, but it was still slightly lacking against a ninth-stage energy of the Holy Envoy.

Now, having activated the Ming King’s Body, his other weaknesses besides mental power were also compensated.

Although his overall strength had not yet reached the ninth stage, the Holy Envoy was not a proper ninth-stage entity either.

His power was superficial, entirely built on some special means to stack up to the ninth stage, quite different from the ninth-stage adversaries Lu Yuan had encountered before.

He looked intimidating but was merely a facade.

If Lu Yuan lifted the limits on his power enhancement, as long as any of his abilities reached the ninth stage, he could easily shatter the Holy Envoy in one strike.

This was why he still felt confident, even though he kept his strength within the eighth stage.

“The ultimate Ming King’s Body, combined with peak eighth-stage mental power… enough to shatter a clay ninth-stage!”

Lu Yuan, with his six arms outstretched in mid-air, expanded his already mountainous figure, which then resembled a dense cloud, instantly enveloping the Holy Envoy of All Deities.

Standing over three meters tall, the Holy Envoy now appeared as a mere child before the fully grown, robust man that was Lu Yuan.

With a sudden burst, Lu Yuan threw his punches, all six fists vibrating at high speeds under the force of grandmaster exertion.

The void above the fists quickly collapsed, revealing numerous black ripples that layered upon each other, eventually forming several small black suns.

The six black suns merged into one!

“Six-elephant dragon devourer!”

“Boom!”

As the final pitch-black great sun formed, an indescribable terror spread, and the entire space seemed to tremble violently.

Seeing this, the Holy Envoy’s smile vanished instantly, squinting his eyes as he pushed both hands forward.

From his scythe-like fingers, another set of evil power energy beams shot out, twisting and swaying in mid-air like tentacles, wrapping around the advancing black sun and Lu Yuan’s body.

“Crackle and pop-“

The collision between the black sun and the evil power tentacles created a constant friction, emitting a series of crisp explosive sounds.

However, these sounds were short-lived, soon drowned out by a massive roar.

“Boom!”

The black sun struck the Holy Envoy with a force that could uproot the dead, quickly sending him plummeting.

The countless pitch-black ripples contained within burst in an instant, the terrifying shockwave tearing the void into dark, twisted folds.

Like a meteorite falling, two figures plummeted from the sky.

With a loud crash, they smashed into the ground.

The earth shook violently, and the remaining half of the gray-white pyramid completely collapsed, scattering countless stones.

As dust billowed, everyone’s eyes widened, looking towards the center of the battle group.

As the dust settled, there stood Lu Yuan, expressionless, with three heads and six arms, quietly standing on the ground.

Before Lu Yuan, there was a huge crater, within which the Holy Envoy of All Deities stood, now looking slightly disheveled.

“You…”

The Holy Envoy of All Deities looked coldly at Lu Yuan, about to say something.

But Lu Yuan gave him no chance to speak.

A blood-red streak of light emerged in the palm of one of his arms, transforming into a massive grey-white giant axe.

Lu Yuan gripped the handle with all six of his arms, wasting no words, his huge body suddenly moved…

The next second, he was already flashing mid-air, holding the giant axe, and with a forceful downward chop, he fiercely struck down towards the Holy Envoy of All Deities.

The grey-white giant axe shimmered with scarlet blood light, casting a glow like blood-red crystals.

Locked in the blood light of the axe blade, the Holy Envoy felt an unprecedented intense sense of death enveloping him.

He had no time to think, as the three pairs of wings of various forms on his back flapped frantically, a rich deep cerulean energy emerged, and his figure, wrapped in a whirlwind, blurred, about to disappear.

But the falling scarlet axe light was faster than his speed.

Lu Yuan changed his vertical chop to a diagonal one, precisely catching that nearly vanished deep cerulean blur, then fiercely lifted it upwards.

The terrifying scarlet axe light split the cerulean blur like a hot knife through butter, and then as if it had struck something, it shot out violently, dragging a long, mottled trail of blood.

“Ahh-“

A short, pain-filled scream echoed across the field.

The Holy Envoy of All Deities reappeared in mid-air, his previously calm and composed face now gone.

His eyes were fixed on Lu Yuan below, his expression dark and cold, with two of his wings chopped off, looking bloodied.

“Using bare hands and having a weapon really isn’t the same, huh…”

Lu Yuan, holding the grey-white giant axe, looked at the Holy Envoy of All Deities, whose “hypocritical mask” had been completely torn apart, thinking calmly to himself.

With this “pseudo-legendary level” giant axe, the battle had suddenly become much simpler.

Just as well, axe technique was a key skill Lu Yuan had developed on his [master of arms] professional panel, already evolving into advanced axe techniques.

Lu Yuan continued to press his advantage with the giant axe in hand.

Boosted by the peak of the eighth stage mental power, the mighty force within that drop of mysterious blood on the grey-white giant axe was unleashed to new heights.

The scarlet axe light, with the power to cut through everything, swept out with each strike, as if carrying mountains of corpses and seas of blood in its terrifying majesty.

Under the onslaught of Lu Yuan’s axe light, the Power of the Evil Deity unleashed by the Holy Envoy from the Pantheon seemed as fragile as twine, easily severed. Hidden beneath his ninth stage abilities, the “floating” nature of his essence was revealed.

After several exchanges, the Holy Envoy, despite seemingly having the upper hand in momentum, was pushed into a corner by Lu Yuan, dodging desperately.

Even the horns on his head were accidentally clipped off by Lu Yuan.

“!!”

The Holy Envoy let out a sudden, wild howl and rapidly retreated.

The black crystal ball, representing the Pantheon, emerged once again. He clasped the crystal ball with both hands, gesturing while rapidly uttering unintelligible, ancient syllables.

With his series of actions, the black crystal ball acted like the ultimate seal being undone.

It was like a dam that had built up for a century was opening its gates, releasing an indescribable surge of energy.

This was a deep cyan energy, bringing infinite hurricanes, directly manifesting the vision of the Feathered Serpent Deity in the void.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan’s eyes immediately sparkled with an unprecedented burst of killing intent.

His six arms tightly gripped the handle of the grey-white giant axe, and his massive body swiftly closed the distance!

“Don’t you know who this power should belong to right now?”

“You, a soon-to-be-dead man, not cooperating and lying down quickly, and you still dare to squander my spoils of war before dying…”

“Mad?!”

“Die!”

The Power of the Feathered Serpent Deity was Lu Yuan’s target, one he was determined to obtain.

Although the Holy Envoy had obtained it first, as long as he could kill the Holy Envoy, he could take back this power.

And now, the Holy Envoy was actually trying to use this power against him?!

It was downright shameless.

Lu Yuan went berserk.