Immortal God of War
Chapter 1583: Chapter 1515: Ground to Dust!
The dragon, stretching over a thousand zhang in length, was entirely gray-white, surrounded by flames, exuding a tremendous dragon’s power.
"Is this your Battle Soul?"
Qin Feiyang asked in confusion.
"That’s right."
Zhuge Mingyang nodded.
Qin Feiyang was utterly incredulous; even the Battle Soul had changed completely.
In the past, Zhuge Mingyang’s Battle Soul was an Azure Dragon.
But the Battle Soul that appeared now was like the incarnation of the Grim Reaper, filled with an aura of death.
"Decay!"
Zhuge Mingyang shouted.
An invisible force roared in all directions.
When it enveloped Qin Feiyang, his cultivation suddenly dropped by a small realm.
"Fortunately."
"The power of this Innate Divine Ability hasn’t changed."
Qin Feiyang murmured.
"Oh really?"
Zhuge Mingyang grinned.
Before his voice fell, Qin Feiyang’s cultivation fell once more, dropping to Eight-star War Emperor.
"This..."
Qin Feiyang was dumbfounded.
Previously, Zhuge Mingyang’s Innate Divine Ability could only make someone drop a small realm, but now it could make someone drop two small realms.
"Everything is transforming."
"Haha..."
"Do you feel hopeless?"
Zhuge Mingyang laughed heartily and stepped forward, flashing like lightning to Qin Feiyang’s front, striking him on the chest with a palm.
Bang!
With this strike, Qin Feiyang was sent flying, crashing into the distant earth.
A crater appeared.
Qin Feiyang lay inside, disheveled, with blood flowing from his mouth.
His chest was sunken, with countless broken bones, flesh and blood a blur!
"Is this your strength?"
"The Qin Feiyang I know is more than just this!"
Zhuge Mingyang laughed, his gray-white long hair dancing wildly in the void, revealing a proud demeanor like a deity or demon.
"My strength..."
Qin Feiyang slowly got up, the cold light in his eyes becoming ever more intense.
"Unable to use Blue Snow and the ancient castle, you, Qin Feiyang, are just a dog, worthless!"
Zhuge Mingyang roared, the three moves of the Azure Dragon Art appearing, carrying an explosive aura, charging at Qin Feiyang.
"What?"
"How do you know I can’t use Blue Snow and the ancient castle?"
Qin Feiyang asked in shock.
"When the Guardian appeared, my clone was nearby, witnessing it all."
Zhuge Mingyang sneered.
"Clone."
Qin Feiyang muttered, suddenly looking up at the three moves of the Azure Dragon Art.
He had seen these three moves more than once.
The first move, Dragon’s Roar to the Heaven.
The second move, Azure Dragon’s Eye.
The third move, Azure Dragon Phenomenon.
Though now the power of these three moves was stronger than before, it still didn’t faze him!
Wanting to kill him, Qin Feiyang, with just this level of power, was far from enough!
"Chirp!"
Flames of Battle Intent surged violently.
The first three moves of the Fire Phoenix Art came forth.
Phoenix Cry, Fire Phoenix Seal, Monarch of All Spirits, divine power reverberating through the heavens!
The three Divine Arts roared into the sky, crashing into the three moves of the Azure Dragon Art!
The world instantly lost its color!
The night sky within thousands of miles was dyed with firelight.
Boom!
Crack!
In less than Three Star, the three moves of the Azure Dragon Art were abruptly shattered into dots of crystalline light, dissipating in the world.
"No matter how you transform, I, Qin Feiyang, remain the King, and you are still my defeated opponent!"
"This is destiny."
"Effort, yes, but you sought the wrong target."
"If this were someone else today, you might continue to bask in glory."
"Unfortunately, you won’t have another chance!"
A murderous intent surged in Qin Feiyang’s eyes. Stepping with Phantom Step, activating the War Technique, his entire body exuded battle intent that soared to the sky, stepping towards Zhuge Mingyang.
His blood-red long hair rustled in the gale.
Garments flapping!
Like a War God descending!
"King?"
"Defeated opponent?"
"What makes you say this?"
"I don’t believe you can always suppress me!"
"I don’t believe in those so-called destinies!"
Zhuge Mingyang roared, like a frenzied wild beast, his eyes blood-red, directly charging to battle Qin Feiyang.
Bang bang bang!
Boom!
At the moment their fists and feet collided, waves of destructive energy surged like a tidal wave.
"How is this possible?"
Gradually.
Zhuge Mingyang showed a face of disbelief.
It should be known.
Now he possesses the cultivation of a Nine-Star War Emperor, while Qin Feiyang is only Eight-Star War Emperor.
Moreover!
Whether it’s his Battle Intent, physical strength, or intensity, he is much stronger than before.
It’s safe to say!
His fist power now can compare with the peak of a Nine-Star War Emperor.
Yet!
At this moment, Qin Feiyang, confronting him, showed no sign of being at a disadvantage!
The battle continues fiercely!
Qin Feiyang’s momentum was unstoppable, growing more intense the more he fought, while Zhuge Mingyang gradually began to struggle.
The injuries on his body increased.
Blood spilled, staining the earth!
"I said, no matter how you transform, you can’t escape the fate of being a defeated opponent!"
Qin Feiyang, with the War Technique augmenting him, was like a deity or demon, with each punch’s power reaching its peak.
Boom!
Suddenly.
He punched Zhuge Mingyang’s chest, and Zhuge Mingyang let out a miserable howl, flying away instantly.
The chest cracked, the heart shattered!
Blood gushed out like a waterfall.
Boom!
Finally.
He fell like a meteor into the depths of the earth, dizzy, every bone in his body nearly broken.
"Is the War Technique really so defying?"
Looking at Qin Feiyang, who was approaching step by step like a Heavenly God, Zhuge Mingyang was dazed, murmuring to himself.
"Qin Feiyang, I won’t accept this!"
Suddenly!
He sprang to his feet with a long roar.
Sun Devouring!
Dark Moon!
Dragon’s Roar to the Heaven!
Azure Dragon’s Eye!
Azure Dragon’s Phenomenon!
The five Divine Arts emerged simultaneously.
"Destroy for me!"
Zhuge Mingyang, with hair bristling, charged at Qin Feiyang with the five Divine Arts.
Terror-inducing divine power swept across the sky!
But in the face of this.
Qin Feiyang remained unfazed.
"The one to be destroyed is you."
Qin Feiyang waved his hand, and golden light burst from his palm, engulfing the sky.
Boom!
With a heaven-shaking great sound, the five Divine Arts revolved in midair, immediately engulfing Zhuge Mingyang.
"Ah..."
Miserable screams echoed to the sky.
In a blink, Zhuge Mingyang’s clothes shattered.
Both arms exploded, blood and flesh flying!
The skin all over his body cracked inch by inch, bleeding profusely!
The bloody wounds were deep enough to see the bone!
Finally.
The entire person was buried in dirt, and his screams gradually diminished.
However, Qin Feiyang didn’t let Zhuge Mingyang off just like that.
He waved his hand, the dirt flew up, revealing Zhuge Mingyang.
At this moment, there wasn’t a single intact spot on Zhuge Mingyang, his body covered in dirt mixed with blood, unrecognizable.
Yet.
He wasn’t dead.
He struggled to flip over, lying on the ground, staring venomously at Qin Feiyang.
Qin Feiyang moved his mind, deactivated the War Technique, and looked down at Zhuge Mingyang, calmly saying, "Sometimes, you have to believe in fate."
"Haha..."
"Ridiculous fate..."
"Just give up, I will never concede."
"One day, you will die by my hand, including those around you, and those beasts!"
Zhuge Mingyang laughed sinisterly, like a demon, extraordinarily vicious.
"You won’t have another chance."
Qin Feiyang shook his head, his expression extremely indifferent.
After speaking, he waved his hand, took Zhuge Mingyang’s Qiankun Bag, and then Li Jian appeared beside him.
As soon as he saw Zhuge Mingyang, Li Jian’s eyes shot out hatred.
"I promised I would let you kill him yourself for Zhou Zheng’s revenge."
"Now, go ahead!"
Qin Feiyang said calmly.
"Thank you, Young Master."
Li Jian bowed in gratitude, then stepped forward, stomping on Zhuge Mingyang, grinning fiercely, "You can kill anyone, but you can’t kill Zhou Zheng!"
"What if I did?"
"You two are just two White-Eyed Wolves."
Zhuge Mingyang laughed sinisterly.
"Shut up!"
Li Jian shouted.
"What?"
"Did I say something wrong?"
"Ancestor Yun cultivated you, without Ancestor Yun, what are you?"
"You’d probably still be at the bottom, wagging your tail to survive, living a life worse than pigs and dogs!"
"Yet you?"
"You actually sided with Qin Feiyang, opposing the State Preceptor who cultivated you. Let me ask, shouldn’t people like you, with hearts of wolves, be killed?"
Zhuge Mingyang shouted.
Li Jian’s eyes flashed with killing intent, stomping Zhuge Mingyang’s face into the dirt.
"Though the State Preceptor cultivated us, over the years, we’ve done plenty for him, we’ve repaid it."
"And now, I’m avenging Zhou Zheng, killing you, you bastard!"
Li Jian stepped back, drew a dagger, his face filled with viciousness.
"You’ll regret it."
"Just wait!"
Zhuge Mingyang laughed sinisterly.
"On the brink of death, still resisting, I’ll shut you up first!"
Li Jian fiercely bent down, grabbed the dagger, and stabbed fiercely, directly piercing Zhuge Mingyang’s throat.
Puff!
Blood immediately spurted out.
The surrounding earth quickly turned blood-red.
"Honestly, without the State Preceptor’s help, you’re just a pathetic worm, Zhuge Mingyang."
"So you have no right to speak on me."
"Now, I’ll completely end your life, let you accompany Zhou Zheng to the grave."
Li Jian sneered, hand moving swiftly, once more dismembering Zhuge Mingyang.
But it’s not over yet!
Li Jian put away the dagger, stood straight, waved his large hand, battle intent surged out, grinding Zhuge Mingyang’s corpse to dust, only then did he stop.
"Like this, can you still come back to life?"
Qin Feiyang’s face remained expressionless.
Needless to say, no sympathy.
"Finally avenged."
"Zhou Zheng, you can rest in peace."
Li Jian muttered, turned to Qin Feiyang, bowed, "Young Master, thank you, and please believe me, I will follow you devotedly, never betray."
"I believe."
Qin Feiyang nodded with a smile, "Go to the ancient castle, find Ling Yunfei, go to his space artifact, comprehend the Mystery of becoming a god, the stronger you are, the more you can help me."
"I will try my best, not disappointing the Young Master."
Li Jian said.
Qin Feiyang smiled slightly, waved his hand, sent Li Jian to the ancient castle, and then checked Zhuge Mingyang’s Qiankun Bag.
But the result left Qin Feiyang stunned.

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