Chapter 352: Chen Luo's True Strength

e same time, there is an aura about him that I dislike very much, arrogance! He is incredibly arrogant! Arrogant enough to kill the future hope of the Huaibei Martial Arts world in front of us... And...Chen Luo silently recited the incantation, his hands pushing forward. Immediately, a protective qi shield condensed before him.

Fang Yu punched the energy shield.

"Bang!"

The gas mask shattered with a resounding boom! Yet Fang Yu's fist force did not weaken in the slightest!

Chen Luo's eyes flashed with a strange light, and his foot moved.

"Whoosh!"

A whooshing sound echoed as Chen Luo vanished from sight just before Fang Yu's fist landed.

The next second, Chen Luo appeared in mid-air, his hands clasped together.

"Boom!"

Chen Luo's hands immediately surged with a bolt of lightning, striking Fang Yu head-on.

A blue light flashed across the sky.

"Boom!"

Fang Yu's location was instantly blown apart!

……

"Who... who are you" Guo Cuoyun stared at the masked figure before her, her face pale with fear.

The Masked Man did not answer Guo Cuoyun's words.

A pair of emotionless gray-white eyes stared straight at Ling'er, who was hiding behind Guo Cuicun.

Being stared at by such a pair of eerie eyes, Ling'er trembled all over, her big eyes filled only with fear.

The masked man took a step forward and extended his hand toward Ling'er.

Gu Cuicun's face changed, she pulled Ling'er back a large step, and said in alarm, "You, what do you want to do!"

She could distinctly feel the powerful aura emanating from the masked man.

Even at her physical peak, she wouldn't stand a chance against the masked man if things truly escalated.

Moreover, she is now exhausted from climbing the volcano.

Behind the masked man stood Jiang Ruolan, who also realized the danger and shouted, “There are people from the Martial Arts Association behind you. If you make a move, we…”

The masked man ignored the newcomer completely, extending his hand directly towards Ling'er.

Guo Cuoyun gritted her teeth and forced a step forward, standing in front of Ling'er.

The masked man's brow furrowed, and his outstretched finger twitched slightly.

"Poof!"

Gu Cuicun felt like a mountain had crashed down on her, spraying blood and flying backward.

"Master!"

Seeing this, Ling'er and Jiang Ruolan both screamed.

Especially Ling'er, her eyes immediately turned red.

Teardrops, sparkling like diamonds, swirled in Ling'er's eyes.

"You dare to hurt my master..."

Anger overcame Ling'er's fear.

A profound and masterful aura emanated from Ling'er.

"Just a few years old, yet he already possesses the cultivation of a Grandmaster... this is truly the power of the All-Spirit Body." The man under the black cloth grinned.

If anyone could see his smile right now, they would be terrified out of their wits.

Ling'er's face was tight, gathering all her true energy in her right palm and striking out at the masked figure before her.

Ling'er's strength has actually surpassed that of Guo Cuiyun, who is also a Grandmaster.

Her full-strength palm strike was far more powerful than most Grand Masters.

"Boom!"

Because the masked man was standing so close, there was no room to dodge and he was hit straight on by Ling'er's palm.

The volcanic rocks on the ground were blasted and scattered, but the masked man's figure remained motionless like a mountain, standing firmly in place.

He still maintained the same pose.

Ling'er's palm strike seemed to have no effect on him at all.

"Wonderful! Simply wonderful! I didn't expect that a trip out would yield the best materials for crafting a human avatar!" The masked man laughed, his voice a low, grating, and unsettling sound.

His right hand stretched out straight toward Ling'er.

Ling'er's face changed drastically, she wanted to move, but her whole body was paralyzed.

An unseen force completely suppressed her.

The masked man's hand pressed directly onto Ling'er's head.

"Ling'er!"

Seeing this, Jiang Ruolan's face turned pale behind her, and she screamed.

But her cultivation level was much lower, only half a step away from becoming a Grandmaster. At this time, she didn't even have the chance to move!

The masked man's hand, dry as bone, flashed with a strange light.

And then, Ling'er standing still, suddenly lost the sparkle in her large eyes, becoming hollow.

"Now we can begin the refining process. First, we eliminate her original soul within..."

The masked man's grayish-white eyes flashed with a burst of light, and he silently recited the incantation in his heart.

"Boom!"

Just at that moment, a loud boom came from the top of the volcano, accompanied by tremors.

The masked man stopped his actions and looked up at the mountaintop.

"Some people have already reached the summit, and it's definitely not just one group. The two sides are clashing..."

The Masked Man came to the Fiery Mountain Range this time, originally aiming to obtain an inheritance. Discovering the full-spirit Ling'er was merely an unexpected gain.

Now that both sides have reached the summit, they are engaged in battle. If the masked man reaches the top, he could seize the initiative!

The Allspirit has been captured, and can be refined later.

Thinking this, the masked man turned his head to look at Ling'er whose eyes were empty, and waved his right hand forward.

"Whoosh!"

A burst of white light appeared, and Ling'er's figure vanished from the spot.

"Ling'er!"

At this moment, the masked man had already turned and continued to climb towards the mountain peak.

The pressure from her body vanished, Jiang Ruolan's body went soft and she slumped to the ground.

She looked towards Guo Cuoyun who was lying in the distance, her expression changed, and she hurried forward.

At this moment, Guo Cuoyun's mouth was full of blood, but she didn't faint.

"Ling'er…" Guo Cuoyun uttered with her last breath, struggling to speak.

"Master, Ling'er...she was taken away by that person..." Jiang Ruolan said through tears.

Guo Cuoyun's face was filled with despair.

……

On the mountaintop, Fang Yu and Chen Luo were still fighting.

In the course of their fight, Fang Yu had already basically figured out Chen Luo's strength.

As for the realm of Martial Venerable, Chen Luo was the strongest person he had ever encountered.

Chen Luo's strength has almost reached that of Zheng Yan, who is close to the Martial Saint realm.

For the current martial arts world, such a person would be considered a monster.

During his sparring match with Fang Yu, Chen Luo clearly still had some energy left.

However, this level is not enough to make Fang Yu take it seriously.

"No more wasting time."

Fang Yu dodged Chen Luo's strike, his figure flashing as he appeared beside Chen Luo, kicking out at him.

Chen Luo's face changed slightly, and he immediately urged his body technique, flashing backward, widening the distance between himself and Fang Yu.

Chen Luoben had gradually adapted to the rhythm of battle, but Fang Yu suddenly increased his speed, catching him off guard and sending a tremor through his heart!

He originally thought that Fang Yu had reached the peak in their previous encounters.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yu was able to speed up!

This shows that Fang Yu didn't use his full power before!

Of course, Chen Luo himself only used about 70% of his strength.

In Chen Luo's eyes, who had lived two lives, he simply had no opponents.

Now, even the highly respected Martial Lords and even Martial Saints of the martial world seem to him like ants.

Just the Nascent Soul and Core Formation stages.

In his previous life, at the peak of the divine transformation stage, he could slap to death a dozen or so such characters with one palm.

But now facing Fang Yu, Chen Luo actually felt a trace of pressure.

This person seems different from other warriors!

He is far stronger than Chen Luo imagined!

"Well, then let me show you my true power!"

Chen Luo's eyes turned cold, and his aura surged once more.

At the same time, behind him, a gigantic dark shadow emerged, displaying a distorted ghostly visage!

A bone-chilling aura of death emanated from Chen Luo.

Nectar of Death!

Fang Yu frowned slightly and fell to the ground.

Chen Luo's trump card turned out to be necromancy.

This power comes from beneath the earth, it is the most yin and coldest power in the world.

Generally, only evil cultivators would cultivate the power of death spirits.

And Chen Luo's ghostly apparition behind him was quite terrifying.

"Dao Tian, are you ready to go to hell"

Chen Luo gave a cold smile and pushed his hands forward.

A wisp of black air, icy cold, immediately rose from the ground around Fang Yu.

These black auras in the air morphed into twisted ghostly faces, each with its mouth wide open, letting out eerie roars towards Fang Yu.

A cacophony of ghostly wails!

The grimaces grew in number and then pounced on Fang Yu!

Fang Yu stood still, and a surge of power suddenly erupted from his body.

"Ah..."

The ghost face let out a scream, utterly shattered!

Chen Luo squinted his eyes, twisting his hands.

The crumbling visage coalesced again in mid-air, forming a larger mass of energy. It then morphed into something with bottomless black eyes and a gaping maw.

Such a colossal apparition, like a devil itself, emanated an aura of death!

Anyone who sees this scene will be terrified to the point of collapsing!

Then, the ghost opened its mouth wide and let out a roar towards Fang Yu!

"Om..."

Void trembles, demonic sound invades the body!Dàwèi has always been meek and obedient, diligently following the orders of this group of Tianhuán creatures.Yet… such a tragic end!……One night passed quickly.The next morning, there was another meeti...