manynovel Chapter 3317 Lesser Fullness (The Last Strength)
Chapter 3317 Lesser Fullness (The Last Strength)
Qingyu's army of Qingluan was entangled by countless Yin soldiers and was bogged down in a bitter battle.
Meanwhile, Jun Yichen, on the other side, is facing an unprecedented crisis.
Although he had just given the Ghost Lord a sound beating and looked imposing, that was under the premise of overdrawing his life force and burning his divine soul.
At this moment, the long-suppressed poison, along with the depletion of his divine power, finally erupted like a flood bursting its banks.
"cough--"
Jun Yichen suddenly clutched his chest, spitting out a mouthful of black blood that splattered onto the ruins at his feet, making a sizzling, corrosive sound.
His vision began to blur, and his once unyielding figure now appeared somewhat shaky.
The wound on his left shoulder, pierced by Xiaoman, had already turned black, and the poison gas surged wildly up his meridians, corroding his internal organs.
"Achen!"
Yang Susu witnessed this scene and was extremely anxious.
She tried to rush through, but the dense array of ghostly soldiers around her was like a black wall, blocking her way.
If it weren't for Ah Zhen and Xiao Taozi's formation, these ghost soldiers would have already rushed forward and torn them to pieces.
"Don't worry about me...protect your daughter!"
Jun Yichen gritted his teeth and roared, swinging his bone whip again to shatter the several Yin soldiers that rushed at him.
But that's it.
Deep within the ghost tide, several extremely terrifying auras locked onto this place.
Those were several ghost kings, each several meters tall, covered in black hair, and wielding giant bone hammers!
Their strength far surpasses that of ordinary Yin soldiers; each one is comparable to a human being at the Tribulation Transcending stage, or even stronger.
"Roar--"
The leading ghost king roared, and with a whistling sound, it slammed its bone hammer down hard on Jun Yichen's head.
If he were at his peak, Jun Yichen wouldn't even bat an eye at such an attack.
But now, under the influence of the deadly poison, his reactions are a beat slower.
Bang!
He barely managed to raise the bone whip to block, but the immense force sent him flying backward, crashing heavily into a boulder.
"puff!"
Another mouthful of blood spurted out.
Before he could even stand still, another ghost king had already silently appeared behind him.
It was a slender, fierce ghost king with nails as sharp as blades.
It grinned sinisterly, its withered, ghostly claw gleaming with a chilling light that seemed to tear through space, aiming straight for Jun Yichen's back.
"roll!"
Jun Yichen sensed the danger and forcibly twisted his body, trying to avoid vital points.
But the potent poison caused his body to stiffen for a moment.
puff!
The sound of sharp claws digging into flesh.
Although the ghostly claw failed to pierce his heart, it gripped his right arm tightly.
"Tear--"
The King of Ghosts grinned maliciously and yanked hard.
A large chunk of flesh, along with half a sleeve, was torn off, revealing stark white bones.
Blood gushed out.
Jun Yichen groaned, the intense pain turning the world before him instantly blood red.
"Ah Chen!!!"
Yang Susu let out a heart-wrenching scream.
She watched helplessly as her husband was surrounded and attacked, and as the ghost king opened its blood-red maw, trying to bite off Jun Yichen's neck.
"Little Mud, hurry and help!"
The little clay figure burst out of the formation with a "ee-ee-ya-ya" sound and ran towards Jun Yichen.
"Hehehe... The flesh and blood of the God must be delicious."
The King of Ghosts licked the divine blood from his claws, his eyes filled with greed.
It raised its claws again, this time aiming at Jun Yichen's head.
Jun Yichen leaned against the rubble, panting heavily.
His right hand had lost all feeling, while his left hand gripped the bone whip tightly, his knuckles turning white.
He snorted coldly as he watched the descending claws.
"Want to eat me?"
A blood-stained, cold smile curled at the corner of Jun Yichen's lips, and a black flame suddenly ignited deep within his gradually unfocusing pupils.
"Then I'll smash all your teeth!"
A desolate and tragic dragon roar erupted from Jun Yichen's battered body.
The black divine fire did not spread outwards, but instead completely inwards, covering his body and forming a thin, yet indestructible, dragon-scale fire armor.
The king of vengeful ghosts slashed down with its sharp claws.
when!
The sound of metal clashing echoed across the fields.
The ghostly claw, powerful enough to tear through space, gripped Jun Yichen's shoulder, leaving only a faint white mark. Instead, the force of the recoil broke off two of its nails.
"what?!"
The King of Ghosts let out a strange cry of surprise.
Before it could react, a large hand engulfed in black flames had already gripped its neck tightly.
Jun Yichen slowly straightened up.
His right arm was covered in blood, revealing the white bone, while his left hand gripped his throat like an iron clamp.
Even though he was poisoned and covered in wounds, his upright spine was still like a javelin, piercing the sky.
Nothing in this world can break a father's will to protect his family.
"I told you, you all must die!"
Click!
Jun Yichen exerted force with his wrist, and the King of Ghosts, who was at the Tribulation Transcending stage, didn't even have time to scream before its neck was snapped.
boom!
The black divine fire spread along his arm, instantly engulfing the ghost king's corpse and burning it to ashes.
"Who else?!"
Jun Yichen scattered the ashes in his hand, his eyes flashing like lightning as he scanned his surroundings.
The ghosts that had been attacking were so intimidated by this terrifying aura that they instinctively took a few steps back.
"It's just the last gasp of its power."
High in the sky, Zhou Wenlun coldly watched this scene, a cruel smile on his lips.
He could tell that Jun Yichen was overdrawing his life force.
This situation cannot last long.
"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish."
The cosmic disc in Zhou Wenlun's hand slowly rotated, influencing the laws of heaven and earth.
"Heavenly Dao, suppress!"
Rumble!
The sky of the Extreme Realm seemed to collapse, and an invisible gravitational field instantly descended upon the area where Jun Yichen was located.
This force did not attack directly, but rather greatly increased the burden on his body.
His movements, already slowed by the poisoning, now felt as if he were carrying an immense weight.
"Well……"
Jun Yichen's knees buckled, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
He used the bone whip to support himself on the ground, making sure his knees didn't touch the ground.
"Rise, Your Majesty!"
He gritted his teeth, black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his legs trembling, as he slowly straightened up again.
At this moment, Xiao Ni had already climbed onto Jun Yichen's shoulder, babbling incoherently.
A giant axe of a ghost king swung down at Jun Yichen once more.
"Bang!"
When the giant axe was about to fall on Jun Yichen's head, it was blocked by a layer of seven-colored mud!
The Ghost King was powerful, but the seven-colored mud was also extremely hard.
The Ghost King roared and raised his giant axe once more, bringing it down with a loud clang.
This time, the colorful clay has cracks!
Little Mud danced around, making "ee-ya ee-ya" sounds.
It seemed to be an insult to the Ghost King for being ungrateful.
Anyway, her mud is endless!
It can't defend against the power of Heaven's Dao, but this is the Ghost King, not Heaven's Dao. No matter how many times it strikes, she can defend against it!