Asura Sovereign 5

by Shian Jeen

  The disciples that were struck and affected by the shockwaves were sent flying, miserable screams rendered the air, however, all was quiet when they crashed into the soil several hundred meters away, no longer breathing.

  The abrupt turn of events was out of everyone’s expectations.

  Qin Yang and the others stared dumbly at the six giant ‘humans’ guarding in front of them. Even Jin Zhong and Qiao Liang were dumbfounded watching this, staring blankly in shock at the six giant ‘people’ that seemed to be coated with a layer of golden paint.

  “This, this is the ancient Golden, Golden Giant Tribe?!” Something flashed in Jin Zhong’s mind and he couldn’t help blurting out in extreme shock.

  Ancient times’ Golden Giant Tribe?

  Qiao Liang’s eyes were rounded in shock as well, he dared not believe the scene in front of him. He stammered, “Anㅡancient era’s Golden, Golden Giant Tribe?! Didn't the Golden Giant Tribe go extinct?”

  Of the many big tribes of the ancient era, now there were only the elf and dwarf race left, the others had gone extinct.

  What were they seeing in front of them?

  Their shocked eyes trailed towards Huwang Xiao.

  Huwang Xiao coolly admitted, “Correct, the ancient Golden Giant Tribe. More accurately, it’s Golden Giant Tribe puppets.”

  “Ancient Golden Giant Tribe puppets!” Jin Zhong and Qiao Liang shouted in unison. At this moment,they finally realized what Huwang Xiao’s trump card was.

  Those six ancient Golden Giant Tribe puppets were exactly the giant puppets found on the third layer of the Linglong Treasure Pagoda. In the recent months, as Huwang Xiao’s Ancient Puppetry Art and Soul Mandate continued to advance, he had increased the number of puppets under his control to six.

  Six supreme giant puppets, the weakest one was at the early Xiantian Sixth Order, while the strongest puppet’s strength was at mid-Xiantian Seventh Order. A mid-Xiantian Seventh Order puppet possessed battle power comparable to a peak early-Xiantian Eighth Order. Moreover, the giant puppets were immune to poison. That was why Huwang Xiao didn’t put these Poison Saint Sect disciples in his eyes.

  The strongest amongst these Poison Saint Sect disciples were Xiantian Sixth Order, more than half of them consisted of Xiantian Fourth Order and Fifth Order, not many disciples were above these levels.

  In a mere few breaths’ time, the six ancient Golden Giant Tribe puppets sent another batch of Poison Saint Sect disciples flying. A sharp gleam flickered in their eyes, with a body twirl, they deployed another attack into the midst of disciples.

  A wave of panic hit the remaining Poison Saint Sect disciples, they were all thumbs and toes as they tried to defend and counter at the same time, some used poison and some drew their swords.

  Sharp swords slashed onto these puppets and loud clashes reverberated in the air, but to the horror of these Poison Saint Sect disciples, they discovered that their full force sword attacks merely left harsh white lines on these puppets’ bodies. The poisonous insects’ bites felt no different than a gentle tickle to these puppets. Completely ineffective.

  This result scared the Poison Saint Sect disciples even more, each of them was at a loss of what to do.

  Although the size of these puppets was enormous, they were by no means slow. At lightning speed, another dozen of Poison Saint Sect disciples were sent flying off.

  The giant puppets’ bodies were extremely tough, their fists were harder than steel. Being struck by these fists, most of the Poison Saint Sect disciples’ internal organs shattered from the impact.

  Watching this happen before their eyes, Jin Zhong and Qiao Liang were shocked and enraged.

  Shocked due to these giant puppets’ defense, power, and toughness, angry because their disciples were so vulnerable and weak before these giant puppets.

  “Forget about the giant puppets, go kill them!” Qiao Liang raged, pointing at Huwang Xiao’s group.

  The Poison Saint Sect disciples reacted one by one, avoiding the puppets, all aiming their attacks at Qin Yang, Lifei, Jie Dong, and Fan Encheng.

  Still, no more than half of the initial fifty to sixty disciples were left, for Qin Yang’s group, this much did not constitute a threat.

  This time around, Qin Yang, Lifei, and the other two dashed into the midst of Poison Saint Sect’s disciples.

  Seeing this, Huwang Xiao controlled four puppets to continue attacking the Poison Saint Sect disciples, while the two strongest puppets at Xiantian Seventh Order rushed towards Jin Zhong and Qiao Liang. As Elders of Poison Saint Sect, Jin Zhong and Qiao Liang’s strength weren’t weak, respectively at mid-Xiantian Eighth Order and peak mid-Xiantian Eighth Order.

  Although their strength was marginally higher than the puppets’, their every attack being capable of pushing the puppets back, it still failed to cause any actual damage. Both giant puppets were impervious to pain, if they were pushed back, they would just charge again and again. The longer Jin Zhong and Qiao Liang fought the puppets, the angrier and frustrated they became.

  A short while later, Jin Zhong struck a palm against the puppet he was fighting. Seizing the window, he sprinted forward, targeting Huwang Xiao with another palm, “Qiao Liang, you delay the giant puppets, I’ll kill that brat!”

  Jin Zhong finally realized these puppets were controlled by Huwang Xiao, kill him and the biggest part of their problem would be eliminated. Qiao Liang too noticed the same issue.

  Huwang Xiao stood on the same spot, the corners of his mouth suddenly curved up watching the Poison Saint Sect Elder Jin Zhong coming at him with a palm attack, full of sarcasm and a taunting flavor.

  Judging from the expression on this Poison Saint Sect Elder’s face, did he think he could easily deal with him?

  On the surface, Huwang Xiao was but a mid-Xiantian Seventh Order.

  When Elder Jin Zhong was a little more than an arm’s length away from Huwang Xiao, rolling demonic black fog enshrouded Huwang Xiao, a terrifying aura of slaughter flooded out in all directions.

  The abrupt rush of terrifying slaughter aura made Jin Zhong’s heart palpitate with unease, quickly anchoring his attack. In the next instant, he saw wings as black as ebony erupting from Huwang Xiao’s back, with dark red runic patterns adorning their surface. The dark red runes contained a mysterious power that made hearts recoil in fear.

  Huwang Xiao’s hair defied gravity and turned white, as his eyes turned crimson red.

  “This is…?!” When Jin Zhong and Qiao Liang not far away saw Huwang Xiao’s transformation, the word ‘shock’ couldn’t describe what they were feeling.

  Before the blow receded, a dragon’s roar resounded in their ears. In the split second they were stupefied, a giant black dragon materialized behind Huwang Xiao.

  “Black Dragon… martial spirit!” Jin Zhong, and Qiao Liang shook.

  The giant black dragon’s emergence also attracted the attention of nearby Poison Saint Sect disciples.

  Summoning out the black dragon, Huwang Xiao soul transformed immediately, layers upon layers of shiny black dragon scales covered his arms, chest, legs, and the rest of his body, his arms bulked up, with ten fingers akin dragon claws. Dragon’s might soared towards the sky.

  Before Jin Zhong recovered from his stupefied shock, Huwang Xiao moved. A palm struck out―Earthen Buddha Palm!

  Buddha statues covered the heavens, filling four corners of the world in Buddha luminescence.

  Jin Zhong was jolted back to his senses, desperately trying to retreat while calling out his martial spirit at the same time. A giant figure emerged behind Jin Zhong, covered entirely in crystal ice that reflected a ghostly green glow.

  This was Jin Zhong’s martial spirit, Soul Glacier Green Demon.

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  Soul Glacier Green Demon!

  Looking at the Poison Saint Sect Elder Jin Zhong’s martial spirit, Huwang Xiao was a little surprised. Jin Zhong’s Soul Glacier Green Demon was the most tyrannical among the ice element martial spiritㅡa top grade eleven sup
erb martial spirits, and most of all, it was rare for top grade eleven martial spirit to appear!

  Huwang Xiao did not expect this Poison Saint Sect Elder’s talent to be so high. A person’s martial spirit grade indicated their future achievements in battle qi cultivation, if there were no mishaps, this Poison Saint Sect Elder could breakthrough until the peak late-Xiantian Tenth Order. That is to say, an existence infinitely close to a Saint realm expert.

  Unfortunately, this person came across him!

  Poison Saint Sect Elder Jin Zhong summoned his Soul Glacier Green Demon and instantly soul transformed. An armor made of crystallized ice covered Jin Zhong’s body, reflecting an eerie green glow underneath the sunlight, while in his immediate proximity floated wisps of frigid white air.

  About a hundred meters away, Qin Yang, Li Fei, and the others felt the chilling cold despite the distance between them.

  “Ten Thousand Li Glacial Storm!” At this time, Poison Saint Sect Elder Jin Zhong’s icy voice cut through the air. The green glow on his body shone like the sun, covering the four directions. Where the light spread, from the ground up, everything was frozen into ice; pieces of rock, dust and sand were all covered with a layer of glacial ice.

  Under this cold assault, Huwang Xiao’s worldly Buddha luminescence and and Earthen Buddha Palm were affected, its attack power reduced significantly by the time it reached the Poison Saint Sect Elder.

  “Truly unexpected that you martial spirit is actually a Primordial Divine Black Dragon!” After breaking Huwang Xiao’s Earthen Buddha Palm, Jin Zhong hovered in mid-air, glowering at Huwang Xiao with surging killing intent. In his several hundred years of cultivation, this was his first time he came across someone who possessed a higher grade martial spirit than his own.

  “Dai~!” Jin Zhong suddenly shouted; invisible soundwave rushed toward Huwang Xiao, and he followed up with a punch.

  Perceiving the violent energy fluctuations, Huwang Xiao remained indifferent. He then wrapped the Buddhism energy around his body and projected it out, disrupting the opponent’s Great Demonic Yin Soundwave attack easily. Simultaneously, Huwang Xiao raised both arms, countering with the second wave of attack.

  Bang! A thunderous explosion resounded. The explosion shook the eardrums of Qin Yang’s group with pain, causing them to look over at Huwang Xiao’s side with concern. What they saw was Huwang Xiao and the Poison Saint Sect Elder Jin Zhong both staggered backward at the same time.

  Jin Zhong looked at his arms to find the glacial armor covering his body was actually shattered by Huwang Xiao’s fist in the arm area. Multiple crack lines traveled up to his upper arms from his fists. This result both shocked and angered him, he hurried to look over at Huwang Xiao’s side. Seeing that Huwang Xiao’s black dragon scale armor was tainted with a green glacial ice, Jin Zhong became ecstatic. He sneered, “Punk, you’ve been poisoned with my extreme cold poison, very soon, you’ll be turned into an ice sculpture, hehe.”

  Extreme Cold Poison, this was Jin Zhong’s Soul Glacial Green Demon martial spirit’s innate ability. His Soul Glacial Green Demon was the strongest amongst ice element martial spirits and its extreme cold poison was no doubt one of the most tyrannical cold poisons in existence, even deadlier than an ice element martial spirit one grade above. Not even a Xiantian Ninth Order expert could easily resolve being poisoned with his extreme cold poison.

  “Ice sculpture.” Huwang Xiao glanced nonchalantly at the green glacial ice dotted his fists keep spreading. One breath, two breaths, the green glacial ice had covered Huwang Xiao’s arms entirely and was spreading to other parts of Huwang Xiao’s body at rapid speed.

  Qin Yang and the others were anxious and fretful.

  “Young Lord, quick, cut your arm off!” Qin Yang even cried out in agitation.

  Qin Yang was aware how horrible the extreme cold poison’s effect was, only by chopping off his arm could Huwang Xiao be saved. Otherwise it would be too late once the poison spread to his body.

  Yet, Huwang Xiao doesn’t seem affected as he studied the green glacial ice calmly, and in the blink of an eye, the green glacial ice already spread to Huwang Xiao’s chest, head, both legs, until his whole body was covered.

  In less than a dozen breaths’ time, Huwang Xiao was turned into an ice sculpture.

  Seeing this, Poison Saint Sect Elder Jin Zhong heavily breathed out in relieved. In the next second, he laughed heartily as he approached the green ice sculpture that was Huwang Xiao.

  “Hehe, top grade twelve martial spirit, Divine Black Dragon is only this much!” Jin Zhong was vainglorious, “The way I see it, this Black Dragon’s grading should be switched with my Soul Glacier Green Demon!”

  Watching this result, the other Poison Saint Sect Elder, Qiao Liang, sighed in relieved.

  However, before Qiao Liang’s breath of relief ended, the two giant puppets that he was fighting abruptly attacked, scaring Qiao Liang in a flustered retreat. His face was ashen realizing something; logically, with Huwang Xiao’s death, these giant puppets controlled by him should not be moving, but why were they…?!

  His head snapped around toward where Huwang Xiao was, frozen in green colored glacial ice, and cried out: “Jin Zhong, careful!” Just as his voice fell, the green ice sculpture exploded. Pieces of green glacial ice ricocheted all around, Huwang Xiao’s figure was seen shooting straight up to the air, and with a sway, he vanished from sight.

  Jin Zhong retreated in alarm. Watching Huwang Xiao vanished right before his eyes, Jin Zhong was stunned again. His face tightened the next moment, but it was too late when he wanted to dodge.

  Huwang Xiao reappeared, printing a palm directly on Jin Zhong’s chest.

  Jin Zhong grunted from the force, half flying half stumbling backward, as far as several meters. When he finally managed to steady himself, Qiao Liang saw that Jin Zhong’s chest was imprinted with a black palm print. Black demonic qi spread rapidly, covering Jin Zhong’s entire body, melting the layer of green glacial ice armor while Jin Zhong wailed miserably.

  “Elder Jin!” Qiao Liang and the Poison Saint Sect disciples cried out.

  Huwang Xiao moved again, this time, his body shrouded brightly in holy Buddha luminescence; in front of an astounded Qiao Liang and Poison Saint Sect disciples, more than a dozen arms ‘grew’ from Huwang Xiao’s back! A dozen arms formed a fist simultaneously, punching onto Elder Jin Zhong’s chest in a torrent of fist, all at the same time.

  Bang! A loud rumbling sound rang out as the layer of green glacial ice shattered and Elder Jin Zhong was seen sprawled on the ground.

  All of a sudden, the noisy fighting scene quieted.

  A brief moment later, Poison Saint Sect Elder Jin Zhong tottered as he tried to get up from the ground, spewing out blood.

  “You, what battle skill was that just now?!” Jin Zhong’s voice sounded hoarse, unable to conceal the fear in his eyes.

  Huwang Xiao glanced at Jin Zhong, ever indifferent: “Godly Xumi Art.”

  Jin Zhong and Qiao Liang blanked, before the shock set in as if they saw a ghost in broad daylight; their entire bodies trembled even as they pointed a finger at Huwang Xiao.

  “Xu, Xu, Godㅡ, Godly Xumi Art?!!”

  “No, no, not possible, Godly Xumi Art! How could it be the Godly Xumi Art!!” Jin Zhong and Qiao Liang were stammered like people with a severe stutter.

  Godly Xumi Art!

  The number one battle skill in this heaven and earth! After more than several tens of thousands of years, it finally resurfaced again! Furthermore, it happened right in front of them!

  When the words left Jin Zhong’s mouth, muffled blasts came from his body. Qiao Liang looked over and saw one after another golden fist imprint hovered close to Jin Zhong as he screamed. Moments later, Jin Zhong disappeared from the world.

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  Qiao Liang looked as Jin Zhong’s body turned into a golden light, vanishing right in front of his eyes, he was stupefied and frozen on the spot. Jin Zhong, a Xiantian Eighth Order died just like that
?

  Dead!

  At this time, in mid-air, a ring dropped to the ground: Jin Zhong’s spatial ring.

  Watching Jin Zhong’s spatial ring falling down, the stupefied Qiao Liang woke up from his daze. His eyes lit up, hand reaching out, preparing to snatch the ring, but when he was about to move, a strong suction force came from Huwang Xiao’s palm, the spatial ring fell into Huwang Xiao’s hands.

  Qiao Liang was dumbfounded for a second before staring at Huwang Xiao with jealousy and fear.

  Godly Xumi Art!

  This black-haired young man in front of him actually possesses the number one battle skill on this piece of heaven and earth, the Godly Xumi Art!

  Without wasting any time to think, Qiao Liang jumped back, and in the next moment, he turned around to escape. But, right after he twirled around, a silhouette flickered in front of him, and Huwang Xiao was already blocking in front.

  “You, Little brother, no, Senior!” Qiao Liang cried out in fear, but just as he opened his mouth to plead, several dozen arms once again appeared on Huwang Xiao’s back; claws, palms, fingers, all struck out simultaneously.

  Demonic air soared to the sky, ten thousand demons shadowing heaven and earth, Asura Demon Claw!

  One after another, golden rings of light spread out, piercing through the air. Wherever they passed, all living beings stopped, the God Binding Palm!

  Gray fog rolled and black strange creatures were shrieking, the Absolute Soul Finger!

  Qiao Liang watched helplessly as the Asura Demon Claw engulfed him. Feeling the terrifying power of the God Binding Ring and Absolute Soul Finger, he lost all will to resist. The only thought was to escape, to run, but it was too late; the God Binding Palm and Absolute Soul Finger already reached him. Despair filled his eyes.

  In these last moments of his life, Qiao Liang suddenly thought of his Young Lord, wondering if it was a fortune or a disaster that their Young Lord provoked someone this terrifying.