Chapter 5184 - 5184 What Else Would We Do



5184 What Else Would We Do

In the pursuit of advantage, there had to be a significant gain. For instance, God-Emperor Mo Long bore wounds, a peak Grand Yan Immortal injured and yet still ranked over 500. His achievements were plentiful. It was the prospect of this ripe opportunity that had driven them to traverse such distances to rescue Luo Hao.

Now, with Luo Hao fallen, they were left only with the echoes of their previous connection, searching for the whereabouts of God- Emperor Mo Long.

If they couldn't find him, so be it. If they did, they planned to exact revenge under the pretext of justice, severing God-Emperor Mo Long and dividing his spoils of war.

Among the three top-tier Grand Yan Immortals, the strongest accelerated their pace once more.

Within the canyon, the grand formation teetered on the brink of collapse amidst the chaotic battle, ready to crumble at any moment.

The power of God-Emperor Mo Long surpassed the imaginations of the two. Within the grand formation, his strength approached the limits of a Grand Yan Immortal. Outside this mystical space, even their combined efforts would be futile against Mo Long. Fortunately, the Wuliang Grand Formation continuously weakened God-Emperor Mo Long, greatly enhancing the duo's strength, and enabling them to hold their own against him.

Perfected Nine Revolutions of the extreme rank were exceedingly rare on this primitive planet. Each one of them ranked among the top 100, except for a few Dao Lords, making them the strongest entities.

After years of tumultuous warfare, they had not heard of any extreme Grand Yan Immortal meeting their end.

Each of them could hunt freely on the main continent, showing no fear towards those united Perfected Grand Yan Immortals.bendernOve/lb(1n

It was no wonder that Mo Long had never been in a rush while dealing with Luo Hao; this was his trump card.

"Jian Wushuang, my list of achievements isn't extensive. Are you really going to force my hand?" Mo Long discerned their intention; the two of them meant to detain him this time.

"What else would we do?" Jian Wushuang's voice was icy. "To lure you out, I nearly perished. How could I let you go now?"

"Haha, good!" Mo Long laughed triumphantly. Even if he managed to kill Jian Wushuang and Hu Qing at the cost of his life, he wouldn't gain much merit. He might even end up severely injured again.

Jian Wushuang's strength was decent, not overly formidable even within the grand formation. However, Hu Qing was different. Empowered by the formation and possessing the peak strength of a Grand Yan Immortal, he could match Mo Long even within the formation.

Now lacking the advantage in strength, Mo Long could only rely on his treasures to turn the tide.

Hu Qing stood tall in the canyon, wielding a long staff with infinite power. His aura was overwhelming, impossible to ignore.

After a brief pause, the three of them clashed once again.

Boom!

Hu Qing's figure instantly moved, causing countless mountains and rocks around him to tremble and shatter. In an instant, he appeared next to Mo Long.

Hu Qing's staff techniques were perfect, leaving Mo Long with no opportunity to break free. Taking advantage of his distraction, Hu Qing instantly unleashed tens of thousands of strikes, firmly suppressing the God-Emperor Mo Long.

The long staff smashed into his flesh every time, causing damage to his divine body. Thousands of strikes in succession, he couldn't defend against most of them due to his distracted state. They all landed solidly on his flesh, carrying the potent power of the source, instantly eroding his divine form.

"Damn it!" God-Emperor Mo Long's mouth was now stained with golden blood.

These were minor wounds, just scratches. The real blow came from the sword strike behind him!

That sword strike shattered his state of mind, and at that moment, even the source began to tremble, making him incredibly anxious, frustrated, and restless.

"Haha, God-Emperor Mo Long, how does it feel?" Jian Wushuang distanced himself, looking at Mo Long from afar.

His strongest sword strike, enhanced by the grand array, barely managed to injure the God-Emperor Mo Long. However, Jian Wushuang was just a Six Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal!

As long as he advanced one step further, reaching the Nine Revolutions, mastering the Nine Revolutions Yan Power, his strength would undergo a qualitative change. At that time, even without the grand array, he wouldn't fear any peak Grand Yan Immortal.

"Jian Wushuang, you have angered me!" God-Emperor Mo Long roared. At this moment, he completely ignored Hu Qing's long staff. Buzz!

A dazzling light instantly illuminated the entire canyon.

"The Eye of the Beast God!" It was the golden eye in the center of God-Emperor Mo Long's forehead.

At this moment, the Eye of the Beast God completely opened.

Its function was not just to allow the divine body to burst with ten times its power. It had a terrifying domain of its own.

"Beast God Shadow!"

A howl!

A call from ancient times echoed out, and behind God-Emperor Mo Long, the shadow of an ancient beast god appeared.

It had a row of sharp, white fangs, a towering and majestic body, and a perfect flesh that matched every inch of its bones.

Every part of its structure was exceptionally compatible. Despite its huge body, its head was surprisingly small, perhaps because it lacked ears, making its skull look very round.



However, its blood-stained large mouth was extraordinarily fierce, especially when its pale eyes stared at Jian Wushuang and others. It could affect a cultivator's state of mind, instilling fear in their hearts.

If used against other powerful beings, the fear from the beast god's domain alone could terrify weaker Grand Yan Immortals to death.

But Jian Wushuang was a practitioner who mastered Heart power, an extremely rare ability in the entire universe. He had encountered very few Heart power practitioners, perhaps only Wuliang Buddha. Controlling Heart power, the slight fear within the beast dod's domain couldn't affect him at all.