Chapter 907: 901
"Undying and indestructible?"
Luo Yu's eyes became a bit more solemn.
Just now, he had fully activated his Creation God Pupil, yet he was unable to replicate the opponent's secret techniques.
This indicated that the opponent indeed possessed a special constitution.
However, one couldn't believe everything an enemy said, and he attacked once more.
Although the phantoms of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors had disappeared, he was not at all weakened, because he still had trump cards he hadn't used.
The battle up to this point had been about using the opponent's own techniques against them, employing exclusively the opponent's secret techniques.
"Boom boom!"
Lightning flashed and thunder clapped in the sky, and cracks in the void began to appear.
"Not quite enough!"
"Truly not enough."
"Compared to the natives of other planes, you are indeed an existence that has caught my eye," remarked Mo He as he exchanged blows with Luo Yu, shaking his head dismissively.
"But if this is all you've got, then you are not worthy to be my opponent. Fighting someone like you is meaningless apart from overwhelming them."
"Arrogant?"
Luo Yu's eyes focused intently as his entire body burst forth with divine light, undergoing Martial Spirit Possession with the Chaos Ancestral Dragon.
His bones crackled and popped as his physical capabilities greatly increased.
Speed, strength, and neural response all climbed to their ultimate peaks, and accompanying the symphony of metallic clangs, the Eleven-Colored Dragon King's Armor possessed his body.
Luo Yu's aura surged tens of times over.
With a single punch, he blasted Mo He, who previously had the upper hand, through the air, creating a gaping hole in his chest as blood sprayed wildly.
"Hmm?"
Seeing Luo Yu's awe-inspiring momentum, Mo He's eyes lit up, and he said with a sardonic laugh, "Interesting!"
"I didn't expect you to have such a means to increase your strength. How amusing."
"Good, I'm no longer feeling sleepy. You've earned the right to battle me."
"Get lost!"
Luo Yu's lips parted, and he couldn't help but to curse furiously.
He was already quite skilled at acting tough, but upon meeting this Mo He guy, he was thoroughly disgusted.
"Roar!"
The dragon's roar quaked through the high skies as Luo Yu built up momentum for a punch. Energy surged through the heavens and earth, converging around him.
Within the fist's glare, appeared to swim true dragons, each containing a terrifying and domineering elemental aura.
He blasted it towards Mo He.
Mo He neither dodged nor avoided, but licked his lips instead. In this critical moment, excitement surged within him.
"Bring it on!"
He spread his arms wide, meeting the attack head on.
"Boom!"
The terrifying force of the punch blew apart his body, flinging flesh and shattering bones that spread out like ceramic shards full of cracks.
However, as a streak of white light flashed by, boundless vitality emerged from within the bones, revitalizing the broken body like a dead tree sprouting in spring.
He recovered in no time at all, and Mo He's aura surged once again, achieving another breakthrough from just moments before.
"Hahahaha."
Mo He laughed and said, "Do you know why I truly don't care about the life or death of other Heavenly Monarchs? Because they cannot offer me any help whatsoever. I don't need their assistance in all my actions. Using their lives to cultivate an opponent for me, it's all worth it."
Luo Yu frowned.
Because he had already realized just how abnormally resilient this guy's constitution was in combination with that technique—it was like an indomitable cockroach that only grew stronger with each setback.
This was troublesome.
"Your heart is indeed quite malicious."
"Sacrificing your comrades for your own gain."
Mo He sneered, "Naive. 'No poison, no great man.' What does the death of two useless companions matter? Creating opportunities to enhance one's power is the supreme path."
Luo Yu shook his head, not resigning to idleness. He intensified his attacks and charged once again.
"Boom boom—"
"Not bad, really not bad."
Mo He's arms were broken, dangling weakly, and his Heavenly Spirit Cover also cracked, oozing stiffened blood.
Yet at the corner of his mouth emerged a wicked smile.
"Your strength truly is a pleasant surprise to me."
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"To think that in such a low-level plane, one could cultivate to a level comparable to the Nineteenth Order, truly makes me look at you with new respect."
"I'm willing to call you the strongest native."
Luo Yu's fist erupted with light, crushing Mo He's head directly, while controlling the Chaos Extinguish World Flames to envelop Mo He's body.
Engulfing it in a roaring blaze to refine it.
Yet it was to no avail.
The opponent actually resurrected from the ashes, stronger in battle than before.
More terrifying than the supposedly indestructible cockroach.
The onlookers from Soul Land were all watching with goosebumps and tingling scalps.
"Why is this guy so freakish?"
"Is he really unkillable?"
"How do we fight this, an Undying Body is already enough, but his strength increases after every brush with death?"
Qian Daoliu stared with bulging eyes, "Damn it, is this guy even human?"
Tang Chen took a deep breath, his eyes complex with intense wariness.
"This guy doesn't seem human at all."
The Life God King voiced his doubt:
"Did any of you notice when Luo Yu cultivated to the Nineteenth Order?"
Everyone was startled; they had been so shocked by Mo He's monstrosity that they had subconsciously overlooked the speed at which Luo Yu's strength had improved.
You should know that a Divine King is just considered a Thirteenth Order strongman.
And when exactly did Luo Yu cultivate to the Nineteenth Order, breaking through so many levels?
Others might not be too clear about it, but Gu Yuena and the Life God King were certain that during the destruction of the Divine Realm, Luo Yu definitely had not reached the terrifying level of the Nineteenth Order.
At most, the Fifteenth Order.
So how did his strength leap to this degree in such a short period?
After hesitating for a moment, the Life God King said softly:
"Let's not panic just yet."
"I believe Luo Yu must still have cards up his sleeve."
Qian Daoliu spat in the direction of Mo He.
"Damn, this guy is so freakish, it's indeed a tough job for the Alliance Hierarch."
"Now all we can do is trust the Alliance Hierarch," Tang Chen said with a wry smile, feeling deeply affected, "Right now, we're just dragging our feet here."
Gu Yuena's beautiful brows furrowed.
Her purple eyes deep in thought.
"This unkillable ability, if we can beat him in one go all the way into the sun, can it be resolved?"
"Difficult—" Bi Bidong shook her head, "The opponent is not a wooden stake."
"And only if the strength is overwhelming enough to do that, Brother Yu and his combat power are not that dramatically different yet."
"This is tough."
Gu Yuena did not stop thinking; since brute force was not helpful, she mulled over strategies to defeat the enemy with her wits.
But after a long deliberation, no one could come up with a good solution.
Mo He was just too bug-like, like he was cheating when he couldn't play by the rules.
One is the undying Death Spirit Holy Body.
The other is the Exhausting Sublimation Technique that greatly increases combat power upon near-death.
Combining the two, unbeatable under Heaven.
This was also the reason why Mo He had been so confident and inexplicably self-assured.
"Boom—"
A huge black hole burst open in the sky, caused by the collision of energies at their absolute peak.
Mo He's aura was like a rainbow, standing on high.
And Luo Yu, despite the divine glow of his armor, had a noticeably weaker presence than before, clearly at a disadvantage.
Mo He sneered:
"Fight, why are you not fighting anymore?"
"You were quite energetic just a moment ago."
"But I must say, you really are extraordinary. I, the Heavenly Monarch, never thought a native could be as strong as you are."
"A genius like you deserves my respect."
"But what I've always enjoyed most is snuffing out geniuses in their cradles and trampling them to death."
"Hahaha—"
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