Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 452 Sword Slash
Zheng Zha and Zhang Jie were not calm either, not because their opponents were particularly difficult to deal with, but because they were shocked by the terrifying power beneath their feet.

Even they didn't expect that the falling moon could actually be pushed back like that... and judging from Mu Xiang's feedback, it seems that he hadn't even used his full strength?

After all, the main force against Mu Xiang was not the moon... but the darkness that kept pouring out of the temple.

"Damn, can his power really do that?" Zheng Zha wondered to himself. "Does he really need to exchange for an S-class superhuman bloodline?"

Zhang Jie was also shocked, after all, this power had exceeded his understanding of fourth-tier powerhouses. However, after hearing Zheng Zha's exclamation, he still said irritably, "You kid forgot about the function of the gene lock again... That's right, it seems that Mu Xiang can indeed achieve strength exceeding S-level by sunbathing and the fourth-tier gene lock, but the problem is that after he exchanges for S-level, these enhancements will still be effective for him. It's definitely best to exchange for it."

"What if it goes even higher? Double S-class?" Zheng Zha muttered.

Zhang Jie said helplessly, "That's not what I know... To be honest, most reincarnators can't even dream of exchanging for an S-rank item. Only freaks like you can come up with something like that."

Zheng Zha couldn't help but shrug while in his Asura Battle Body: "Forget it, we're not on the same track... If I want to have this kind of performance in strength, I might have to reach the advanced fourth tier?"

"Hehe, that's something you need to consider." Zhang Jie smiled. "You have a long road ahead of you... I can't offer you much more guidance."

Before them, the disgusting shadow's body swelled wildly, almost reaching the same size as the Asura Battle Body; while the Black Pharaoh's elegance and mystery crumbled, its black flesh constantly turning and twisting, turning it into a living chaos.

"Can you handle this? Didn't Mu Xiang tell us before that the three of us must maintain a combined combat strength of two or more after any battle?" Zheng Zha asked, his sword and twin blades locked in a fierce struggle.

Zhang Jie thought for a moment and replied in his mind: "Then you may have to be careful. For me, the opponent is actually more troublesome than your opponent... Even if I win, my condition will not be better than yours."

"Then let's say Mu Xiang used half his strength... I'll be more careful." Zheng Zha sighed, abandoning the idea of ​​using the Samadhi True Fire again, then roused himself and pressed down on the nasty shadow.

The bloated, disgusting shadow no longer possessed its former chilling majesty. Its bizarre flesh, composed of dark energy, resembled a cheap, overinflated balloon, capable of exploding even without Zheng Zha's touch. Each explosion and fragmentation of flesh increased the shadow's power, but clearly at the cost of its own life force.

The rather imposing armor did not grow larger with its size; instead, it was disproportionately stuck on this swollen mass of black flesh.

Zheng Zha finally saw the face of the disgusting shadow. This face seemed to ooze out from under the helmet like liquid, with no facial features, only constantly rising and falling black bubbles. In the intense collision with Zheng Zha, the lower part of this face dripped out like saliva from time to time.

“Fine, now I find you disgusting too…” Zheng Zha said helplessly, his greatsword slicing through the twin blades before cleaving towards the head of the disgusting shadow.

The twin swords couldn't react in time, but just as the greatsword was about to cleave down the hideous head, the disgusting shadow's head jerked, and the part wearing the helmet met the attack head-on.

With a muffled thud, the black helmet was cleaved away by the Branch of Annihilation, turning to ash in mid-air by the scorching heat. Even the hidden black energy within couldn't escape, dissipating in the burning space. The malevolent shadow, instead of retreating, advanced, gripping its twin blades in reverse, one above and one below, slashing at Zheng Zha's Asura Battle Body. Zheng Zha was now in danger, for the blade's angle was tricky; no matter where Zheng Zha's physical body was, it would inevitably be affected.

Clearly, although the Shadow of Disgust possesses exceptional swordsmanship, he cannot be treated as an ordinary swordsman!
Just as the twin blades were about to strike, the Asura Battle Body suddenly cracked open. However, the crack didn't occur at the point of impact, but rather at its chest. A burst of scorching red flames erupted, forcing the grotesque shadow to pause. But it naturally wasn't willing to let this opportunity slip by; its shapeless head trembled, shattering half of its head, and a cloud of black mist shielded it, preventing it from being repelled by the red flames.

The crimson flames were pushed aside by the black mist, and the Asura Battle Body was cleaved into three pieces by the twin blades. The blood-red armor-like battle body formed from the crimson flames lost its luster at this moment, and its sword-wielding arms shattered with a crash.

The next moment, the shattered arms unleashed a powerful thrust, propelling the Branch of Annihilation towards the upper body of the Shadow of Disgust. This was a devastating attack; if it hit, the Shadow of Disgust, in his current state, would either die or be severely injured.

But how could its form be so easily caught? The flowing black body contracted at this moment, transforming from bloated to slender, like a black python twisting and dodging the scorching giant sword.

The twin blades that cleaved through the Asura's battle body melted into the barely recognizable black hand, and then stabbed out again from behind the grotesque shadow's twisted body... This time it was for defense!

A surge of crimson flames gathered behind the disgusting shadow, from which two hands materialized, catching the giant sword from before, and then slashing horizontally at the shadow's elongated body!

The twin swords arrived too late; the grotesque figure's body was severed by the sword. Like a giant snake that had been cut off, the two black pieces of the body writhed wildly. The lower piece was about to merge into the ground, while the upper piece tried to turn into black mist. But as the giant sword pierced down and the fireball shot up, the two severed pieces of the body were restrained.

A black fireball shot out, exploding in mid-air and engulfing the approaching black mist. The two shades of black were completely different. Although Zheng Zha used the word "pitch black" to describe them, the feeling they evoked was different. The black flames seemed to carry the violence within him; although somewhat negative, they were not comparable to the utterly evil and cold darkness.

The Branch of Destruction pinned down the lower half of the grotesque shadow's melting body. The terrifying heat seemed to distort even space, forcing the black half of the body to curl downwards.

Zheng Zha then emerged from the crimson flames. The crimson flames that spewed from the chest of the Asura Battle Body were himself. He pretended to obstruct, but in reality, he secretly launched a counterattack, thus securing the victory.

Zheng Zha still proudly says that although he is not smart in normal times, he is definitely not stupid when it comes to fighting!
Looking at the writhing black fluid, Zheng Zha's lips twitched: "So you're the God of Black Slime?" The next moment, the dark red flames in the giant sword surged down, turning into a wildly spinning spiral, and then a terrifying power erupted down to the feet.

The last part of the disgusting shadow was thus destroyed, and the force slammed into the ground, creating a bottomless hole.

Zheng Zha was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the ground, which was originally indestructible due to the suppression of the temple... had lost its protection at this moment!

"It's a success! This temple can't hold out any longer!" Zheng Zha shouted in his heart.

As he spoke, the fragments of the previously shattered and scattered Asura Battle Body seemed to be drawn together by something, reforming onto Zheng Zha. As Zheng Zha charged forward, his figure grew even taller. Seeing the path the Black Pharaoh had taken, the massive Asura Battle Body roared, raised its sword, and unleashed a burst of crimson flames that shattered half of the palace gate, blocking the Black Pharaoh's path!
(End of this chapter)