Chapter 2152 - 1488: Battle Split (Part 3)
Chapter 2152: Chapter 1488: Battle Split (Part 3)
Su Yuan clutched the Absolute Heaven Sword and slowly stepped out from the torn Momentary Dream Realm.
"Friend Fu, this technique of yours is quite marvelous, yet unfortunately, I have some experience in the Spiritual Path myself."
Looking at Fu Ming, whose face had turned pale, Su Yuan chuckled softly and slightly waved his hand. Instantly, the Star-picking Hand whooshed out towards Fu Ming.
Fu Ming’s expression was gloomy. Regardless of his injuries, he quickly enhanced himself with Dream Power, increased speed, and lightened his body, swiftly escaping from the Star-picking Hand.
However, Su Yuan’s eyes gleamed with Silver Light. Under the distortion of the Void, although Fu Ming seemed agile and fast, he had barely moved far before the Star-picking Hand caught up with him again.
"Dream God Body, Virtualization!"
Fu Ming’s expression changed and he immediately activated Virtualization.
But the Star-picking Hand, with Star Gang flowing over it, exerted immense force. Even after shedding over ninety percent of its strength, Fu Ming’s body was trembling and stumbling!
Having just been heavily injured by Taixu Jue Tian, then struck by the Star-picking Hand, Fu Ming’s blood surged and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his complexion turning even paler.
Su Yuan maintained his indifferent demeanor and once again swung the Star-picking Hand.
Fu Ming took a deep breath, facing the relentless advance and heartless blows from the Star-picking Hand, suddenly spoke: "Friend Su, do you know, compared to changing memory, time, and space, what is the greatest characteristic of dreams?"
Su Yuan’s gaze flashed, immediately realizing that Fu Ming still had a trump card.
Fu Ming’s eyes surged with white light. His hands formed seals, and the Dream Space unfolded with himself as the center. Amidst the hazy white light mist, a terrifying aura seemed to spread.
"That is, one can summon powerful imaginary entities into the dream, referred to as... Dream Divine Descent!"
With a fierce shout from Fu Ming, a massive fist wrapped in Demon Light emerged from the white light mist beside him, striking the Star-picking Hand that came forward!
"Boom!!"
A tremendous sound echoed. The Star-picking Hand, gathering the Power of the Big and Small Circulation Stars, was abruptly halted.
"Boom!" Another impact: the Emperor Gang flowing on the Star-picking Hand was hammered into a huge bulge.
And soon after...
"Boom!!"
With the third resounding strike, a seemingly solid, horrific Fist Power spread, directly shattering the massive palm core of the Star-picking Hand into a shower of Star Dust.
In the void where the palm shattered, apart from the pale-faced Fu Ming, stood a man with black hair wildly dancing and Demon Flames soaring —
The Extreme Demon Lord!
Or more precisely, the Ninety-nine Transitions Ultimate Demon Lord of Mo Luo Wheel.
"Dream Divine Descent, huh..."
Su Yuan’s eyes, shining with Silver Light, fell upon the Extreme Demon Lord, clearly seeing the unparalleled, horrifying power within the Extreme Demon Lord, which already far exceeded the Emperor Level limits, surpassing Star Lord limits.
The Ziwei Heavenly Emperor Technique accumulated over fifteen thousand Stars, transforming into the Ziwei Emperor Gang, leveraging the Array Theory of the Circulation Array to stir billions of Group Stars, embodying utter dominance.
Furthermore, supported by Su Yuan’s S-Class Talent, apart from lacking perfect Domain Effect support, Su Yuan’s physical body ranked among the top Star Lords of past eras.
Yet now, the Star-picking Hand was halted with one punch, collapsed with another, exploded with a third... Three consecutive punches utterly fragmented the Star-picking Hand.
This is the Extreme Demon Lord, with a physical body amplified countless times after ninety-nine turns!
"Truly exaggerated..."
Su Yuan slightly narrowed his eyes, referring not only to the Extreme Demon Lord’s exaggerated physique but also to Fu Ming, who summoned him.
"A person who has reached the pinnacle of the Dream Path, able to summon people from reality with nearly no distinction via dreams, Friend Fu truly possesses such incredible abilities," Su Yuan praised.
Fu Ming wiped the blood off his mouth; indeed, this was the ultimate trump card he wielded after achieving his Final Domain.
This technique is undeniably powerful and has limitless potential, capable of recreating targets from reality within the Dream Realm.
And this was also the last reason Fu Ming decided to kill the Extreme Demon Lord back then. Able to observe the ninety-nine transition extreme state of the Extreme Demon Lord, and summon him with Dream Divine Descent!
The attempt to perfectly recreate the power of divine descent demands enormous expenditure, and hence, Fu Ming had been reluctant to deploy this technique initially.
But in the current situation, he could no longer afford to hold back!
"Friend Su, your abilities are impeccable, so I have no choice but to use some extraordinary means... now, go!"
With Fu Ming’s command, the Extreme Demon Lord stepped forward, disappearing from the spot within a blink of an eye. Accompanied by explosive airwaves, a massive fist had already landed on the Ziwei Emperor Shadow surrounding Su Yuan.
"Boom!"
One punch landed, Star Dust scattered, and the Ziwei Emperor Shadow was struck so fiercely that its form leaned back, the Purple Gang on its chest cracking like a spider web!
Even though Su Yuan was within the center of Ziwei Emperor Shadow, he could feel the terrifying force on the Extreme Demon Lord’s fist.
Su Yuan immediately manipulated Ziwei Emperor Shadow to raise its arm towards the Extreme Demon Lord.
Yet the Extreme Demon Lord moved with extreme speed, his form flickered, already vanished from under the large hand of Ziwei Emperor Shadow, appearing above its head.
Demon Light surged, fist flames exploded, the Extreme Demon Lord raised both fists, continuously hammering down on Ziwei Emperor Shadow’s head.
"Boom boom boom boom boom...!"
The most formidable fists in the Eight Directions Star Sky fell like raindrops, in merely a few breaths poised to grind space, air, together with Ziwei Heavenly Emperor’s head into powder!
"Emperor’s Shadow Entwined."
Su Yuan’s thoughts moved, the mighty Purple Gang on the Emperor Shadow rapidly condensed and converged on his body, over fifteen thousand Star Dust Spiritual Lights flourished, all the immense power and defense of the Ziwei Emperor Shadow empowered his own body.