By this time, Zhao Wuzheng had become a monster. He had been gifted since childhood and had exceptional talent, being thoroughly nurtured by his family.
Because of his immense strength and terrifying physical body, he was already famous far and wide in his youth. Later, the head of the Golden Bell Sect discovered him, accepted him as a disciple, and gave Zhao Wuzheng the sect's treasured treasure, the essence blood of the ancient demon ape, to Zhao Wuzheng for fusion.
Zhao Wuzheng was also very promising, spending three years fusing the essence blood of the Primordial Demon Ape. However, during those three years, he suffered day and night from the torment of demonic blood corrosion.
Although he successfully fused his essence blood, his personality was affected, becoming extremely irritable and easily angered, often killing at the slightest provocation. Except for a few senior members of the Golden Bell Sect, no one dared to offend him.
This time, after being tricked by Long Chen into drinking the "Divine Liquid" and repeatedly defeated, in a fit of rage, his demonic nature erupted. Ignoring the consequences, he summoned the possession of an ancient heroic spirit. In this state, his power reached its peak.
However, with his current cultivation, after the summoning, he would pay a terrifying price: he had to end the battle before his bloodline was completely burned out, conserving part of his strength to resist backlash, or he would surely die.
Zhao Wuzheng was covered in black fur, baring his fangs, and his snake-like eyes stared fixedly at Long Chen. His aura was filled with a violent demonic aura, terrifying to the core.
At this moment, Zhao Wuzheng was no longer Zhao Wuzheng, but a monster possessed by a demonic ape. The ancient aura radiated from him, infecting the entire world, as if one could witness the primordial era when the demon ape dominated.
That aura was ancient, desolate, brutal, and bloodthirsty, making one's soul tremble deep within. Beings of the primordial era were terrifying. Rumor had it that the humans of that era were at the bottom of the food chain, and these beastfolk were the true rulers of the era.
Xie Tianyu, Lü Chunyang, Zhen Meilian, Lu Zihao, and others were all shocked. Although they had all heard that Zhao Wuzheng possessed terrifying trump cards, before coming out, the elders had warned them not to offend Zhao Wuzheng, let alone compete with him.
But they never expected that Zhao Wuzheng possessed such a terrifying trump card. Still, while shocked, a hint of mockery appeared deep in their eyes.
Zhao Wuzheng's terrifying power was undeniable, but his mind was truly foolish.
Everyone worked together to deal with Bai Shishi and Long Chen. In a fit of rage, he unleashed his desperate ultimate move, holding nothing back. Even if he killed Long Chen and Bai Shishi, he would pay a terrifying price. After this battle, he might be left crippled.
Such brainless and unreserved people, no matter how strong, are not to be feared. They are happy to see Zhao Wuzheng, Bai Shishi, and Long Chen fight each other to mutual destruction, while they themselves reap the benefits.
Previously, the reason they hadn't made a move was because after Zhao Wuzheng joined them, he said that no one was allowed to interfere in his battle, or he would kill both friend and foe together.
At that time, because of this sentence, Lü Chunyang and Lu Zihao almost fell out with him. After all, everyone here was a local prodigy, everyone had their own pride, and Zhao Wuzheng's domineering attitude caused widespread dissatisfaction.
Now that they saw him reveal his desperate trump card, they all felt a bit schadenfreude and wouldn't help him at all.
Chu Yang and the others stood there watching, while Bai Shishi didn't move. She didn't know what they were thinking, but since Chu Yang and the others didn't intervene, it meant she and Long Chen were taking advantage. After all, one-on-one was definitely much easier than two-on-six.
Moreover, Bai Shishi noticed that Long Chen remained calm and composed, seemingly not taking Zhao Wuzheng seriously. At the same time, Bai Shishi noticed that the stars around Long Chen were constantly twinkling, as if circulating according to some pattern. With each full rotation of the stars, his aura became a bit more solid.
Although they didn't know Long Chen's plans, judging by their current state, time seemed more favorable for them. Bai Shishi held the golden battle sword, standing in the void to hold Long Chen's defense.
"Crack, crack, crack... Zhao
Wuzheng moved, stepping on the void. The void suddenly cracked sounds, and his large foot stepped on the void, as if he were standing on ice, making a strange sound.
Wherever he passed, a trail of footprints remained in the void, lingering for a long time, looking so eerie.
"Ancient heroic spirits, though dead, their spirits do not perish; their bodies decay, their spirits do not perish. A single drop of essence blood serves as a vessel, summoning the will of the heroic spirits. The beings of ancient times truly are beyond what people today can imagine." Watching Zhao Wuzheng approach, Long Chen couldn't help but sigh.
The Primordial Demon Ape is a terrifying holy spirit from ancient times, but this name is just a general term for demon ape-type creatures.
Although the demonic ape aura on Zhao Wuzheng was powerful, it did not manifest the legendary anomalies, so Long Chen judged that the essence blood Zhao Wuzheng obtained was not the demon ape essence blood of the primordial era, but the essence blood of the ancient era.
But even the essence blood of ancient times was so terrifying. The indestructible will of the soul that summoned the blood master proved just how formidable the powerful beings of that era were.
"Fear is useless now. What awaits you is only death." Zhao Wuzheng walked toward Long Chen step by step, his voice hoarse and cold, like a transmission from ancient times, devoid of any emotion.
Long Chen narrowed his eyes, suddenly realizing that he too relied on essence blood to enhance his strength. However, his Azure Dragon Essence Blood comes from the next generation. If he obtains the True Dragon Essence Blood from the Immortal Realm, how much will his Dragon Blood Battle Body improve? A hundredfold? A thousand times? Or ten thousand times?
Seeing Long Chen remain silent, a ferocious smile appeared on Zhao Wuzheng's black-haired face. His large hand slowly opened, blood marks appearing on his fingernails.
His nails lightly scraped through the air, producing the sound of sharp blades scraping through steel, causing intense pain in his eardrums. The void beneath his nails left long fine marks, as if cutting open the void, unable to heal for a long time.
"When I summon an ancient heroic spirit to possess me, I become invincible. Even among the elders of the sect, none can match me in a single blow.
It only takes one move to deal with you. As for the time you mentioned for a stick of incense? For you, it feels as long as ten thousand years.
The backlash you mentioned is negligible to me, and it won't harm my foundation at all.
Those idiots are just like you, treating me like a fool. If it weren't for the sect leader's orders, I would have killed them too. Zhao Wuzheng glanced at Xie Tianyu and the others, the fangs at the corners of his mouth flashing coldly, sending a chill down their spines.
Their intentions were actually seen through by Zhao Wuzheng, and judging by his tone, this was not the first time he had summoned ancient heroic spirits; everything was under his control.
"Taste the taste of death! Ignorant ants. The
void beneath Zhao Wuzheng's feet exploded, and his figure suddenly accelerated, like a black meteor, charging straight at Long Chen. With his movement, the clear sky for thousands of miles actually showed black ripples, demonic energy soaring to the sky, changing the color of the wind and clouds.