Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 330 The Eternal Spear Reappears, and the Strange Reappears!

Just after Li Xijun and Su Nianying disappeared behind the huge door at the end of the sacred path, the space at the entrance of the dilapidated garden distorted, and figures appeared.

It was the Anagard Clan team led by Thor Garnard, along with the only remaining mid-stage Golden Core Spirit Crystal Clan leader.

As soon as they stepped into this area, they felt the intense energy fluctuations and the unsettling aftertaste lingering in the air.

Almost the instant they appeared, Medusa, who had just been injured by Li Xijun's Bagua Guixu Seal and whose aura had not yet fully recovered, was once again stimulated by the aura of the living and "awakened" as if it were a pre-programmed sequence of events, under the shadow of the archway!

"Hiss—roar!"

A silent scream, filled with pain and violence, once again shook the heavens and earth. Stones crumbled, snakes danced wildly, and those chaotic gray-white pupils locked onto the new intruder.

Although his aura was much weaker than before, the foundation of a perfect Golden Core and the terrifying pressure emanating from his bloodline still made all the divine warriors present turn pale, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Medusa... is the 'Gaze' described in mythological texts!"

A learned and knowledgeable general exclaimed in shock, his voice trembling slightly, "The ancient records state that this is one of the guardians of the ancient divine court. Its pupils contain the power to petrify. Anyone touched by its gaze will have their flesh, soul, and even supernatural powers turned into an eternal stone statue."

"This is not even its complete form. The legendary true Medusa Queen's petrification power has touched the very origin of the universe, almost reaching the laws themselves. Even the God-King must treat her with caution!"

Upon hearing this, all members of the Anagard Clan, including the Golden Core Realm generals, revealed an undisguised sense of importance and fear on their faces.

Faced with this bizarre ability, the slightest carelessness could lead to certain death.

A layer of frost settled over Garnard's handsome and dignified face.

His sharp gaze swept across the battlefield, instantly determining that Medusa had just experienced a fierce battle and her strength had been somewhat diminished.

He glanced at the last remaining leader of the Spirit Crystal Clan beside him, a cold killing intent flashing deep in his eyes.

Normally, if he were willing, he would use a borrowed knife to kill, taking advantage of Medusa to eliminate this potential trouble.

However, the leader of the Spirit Crystal Clan was only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm. In such a race against time, if the enemy was forced to launch a desperate counterattack, our side would inevitably suffer losses as well.

More importantly—his powerful divine sense had already detected that several auras belonging to Golden Core warriors of the Human Federation were rapidly approaching from not far behind.

"Form ranks! Follow me to slay this monster!" Garnard made a decisive decision and roared, his voice like thunder from the heavens, carrying an undeniable majesty that instantly dispelled the fear his subordinates felt due to Medusa's ferocity.

His body erupted with lightning, no longer just simple light, but transformed into countless fine lightning runes that swirled and flickered, as if he were wearing armor woven from pure lightning power.

A warhammer with an ancient design, made entirely of highly concentrated destructive divine lightning, appeared out of thin air in his hand. Lightning snakes darted wildly on the hammerhead, emanating a terrifying aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Divine Punishment - Lightning Strike!"

With a single step, the ground beneath Garnard cracked, and his figure, like a bolt of lightning tearing through space, charged towards Medusa.

He did not directly confront her head-on. Instead, during his charge, he swung his warhammer in a mysterious trajectory, causing the surrounding lightning power to resonate and instantly split into dozens of condensed, almost tangible lightning spears. As if they had life, they shot towards Medusa's eyes, joints, and the vital spot of her snake tail from different angles with piercing shrieks.

This is not brute force, but a sophisticated combat technique that contains extremely high control over the true meaning of thunder!

Medusa roared, her serpentine tail sweeping across the battlefield like a collapsing mountain range, with the force to crush everything in its path. At the same time, her claws tore and shattered most of the Thunder Spears.

However, several cunning lightning spears still managed to break through her defenses, striking her torso and arms hard, exploding into bursts of dazzling lightning and leaving charred marks, causing her body to tremble slightly.

If Li Xijun were to witness this scene, he too would feel a surge of emotion.

The simulated Thor Garnard, who killed him at the top of the Nine-Story Demon Tower with his martial arts technique, has now grown to an extremely powerful level in his true form.

At the same time, the other four mid-stage Golden Core generals also unleashed their full power, their silver divine radiance rising like four small suns.

One divine general wielded a longsword engulfed in holy flames, its light transforming into a raging inferno that burned the twisted snake's hair; another divine general raised a radiant spear, each thrust like a meteor piercing the sun, precisely targeting the weak points of Medusa's claws; a third divine general brandished a heavy shield, drawing upon the power of the earth to form a sturdy barrier against the terrifying lashes of the snake's tail; and the last divine general formed hand seals and chanted ancient incantations, causing sacred chains to appear out of thin air, binding Medusa and attempting to restrict her movements.

The great battle erupted, and an energy storm swept across the entire garden!

Although Medusa suffered considerable injuries, her perfected Golden Core foundation and fighting instincts made her incredibly fierce.

Each strike of the serpent's tail caused the earth to tremble. It clashed head-on with the shield-wielding general's barrier, producing a dull, booming sound like a giant drum, which made the general's blood surge and he retreat repeatedly.

Claws tore and clashed wildly with the Holy Flame Longsword and the Spear of Light, sparks raining down and fragments scattering everywhere.

The countless snake-like hairs were even more troublesome. They seemed immortal, rapidly regenerating after being cut, like a persistent leech, constantly seeking gaps in the gods' defenses. The pervasive petrifying power forced the gods to maintain a high level of divine power output at all times, resulting in enormous consumption.

And Garnard was undoubtedly the main attacker and core player on the battlefield.

He moved with lightning speed, weaving through Medusa's frenzied attacks with unpredictable footwork, always managing to dodge the deadly serpentine tail sweeps and claw tears at the last second.

He wielded the Thunder Hammer with ease, and the Thunderous Essence it contained was not merely violent, but rather imbued with multiple meanings such as "destruction," "speed," "penetration," and "vibration," changing at his command.

Each hammer blow seemed to draw upon the power of thunder from heaven and earth, making it incredibly powerful.

He can even draw upon the energy contained in his opponent's attack, using a move called "Thunder Pull" to skillfully deflect part of the snake's tail's immense force and guide it toward the ruins on the side, demonstrating astonishingly exquisite control.

The strength it displayed clearly indicated that it had firmly reached the peak of the late Golden Core stage. Relying on the bloodline of a God-King and having comprehended an extremely profound level of the true meaning of thunder, it actually fought back and forth with Medusa, who was at the peak of the Golden Core stage and fighting only on instinct, and even subtly gained the upper hand.

After a prolonged battle, Medusa was covered in wounds and charred in many places, and her breathing was even more disordered than before.

She seemed to be thoroughly enraged by Garnard's relentless and strangely powerful lightning, especially since he always managed to evade her deadly attacks and deliver devastating blows.

She abruptly abandoned her entanglement with the other divine generals, her enormous serpentine body coiled up, and she let out a silent shriek that seemed to tear at the soul. Her serpentine hair danced wildly into a terrifying vortex, and her previously closed, chaotic gray-white pupils suddenly shone brightly.

My innate divine power, the Eye of Tranquility, is activated once again!

A more intense and deadly gray, lifeless wave, like a tide of death, swept silently yet swiftly toward Garnard and his surroundings.

This time, she focused most of her power on the son of the God-King who had caused her the greatest harm and threat!

"Protect the prince!" the divine generals cried out in horror, disregarding their own safety and pushing their divine power to the limit in an attempt to block the deathly ripples.

However, facing this fatal blow, Garnard showed no fear. Sensing the approaching human Golden Core warrior behind him, he had no intention of wasting any more time and instead revealed a cold mockery.

"Hmph! Stubborn fool! If you were at your peak, I might have had to avoid your attacks, but now—I'll show you the true power of the God-King's bloodline!"

He suddenly hurled the thunder hammer in his hand into the sky, and the thunder hammer transformed into a bolt of lightning that disappeared into the void.

He held his hands loosely in front of his chest, and the surging divine power and bloodline power around him burned and converged wildly.

A terrifying will, far more vast and ancient than himself, seemingly holding the very essence of the universe and reigning supreme over all living beings, suddenly descended!

A blurry phantom of a divine spear, woven from countless runes, slowly materialized in his hand!

The moment the phantom of the divine spear appeared, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the entire garden seemed to worship it, and even the spreading petrified and lifeless ripples froze and trembled!

"The Will of the God-King - The Spear of Annihilation!"

Garnard roared, as if using all his strength, and hurled the phantom of the divine spear in his hand, which seemed to bear the weight of an entire world, at Medusa!

There was no sound, no light burst, only a sense of "absolute penetration" and "ultimate destruction"—a state of mind imbued with the essence of law!

Wherever the phantom of the divine spear passed, the space seemed to be cleaved open by an unhealable chasm. The terrifying petrifying, deathly ripples, like fragile glass, shattered, disintegrated, and returned to nothingness without even a struggle!

It disregarded the distance of time and space, and in the instant that Medusa's chaotic pupils showed fear, it pierced through her head and the petrifying essence that had gathered within it!

"puff--!"

Like a dream bursting. Medusa's massive body froze completely, all movement stopped, her wildly beating snake hair fell limply, and her chaotic pupils instantly dimmed and shattered into countless gray specks of light.

Immediately afterwards, her body, starting from her head, disintegrated and dissipated rapidly like sand scattered by the wind, eventually turning into a handful of lifeless ashes, leaving only a gray stone bead covered in cracks and devoid of all luster, which fell to the ground with a "thud".

One strike!

Completely crushing everything in its path!

The phantom containing the power of the God-King's Law directly and fundamentally annihilated this powerful mythical creature!

Garnard was slightly out of breath, his face a little pale, and he reached out to recall the illusory image of the divine spear that had become incredibly dim and seemed about to vanish at any moment.

Using this power, which is beyond his own level, is also a huge burden for him.

Then, his cold gaze turned to the Spirit Crystal Clan leader, who was already terrified out of his wits by this earth-shattering battle.

The divine spear phantom bestowed upon me by my father has a limited number of uses and a limited amount of power. Now that it has been used once, I might as well...

The leader of the Spirit Crystal Clan felt a jolt of fear, sensing a deadly crisis.

He had no doubt that Garnard, though somewhat weakened, could easily kill him, even with the phantom of the divine spear in his hand.

Just as Garnard seemed about to make a move, he frowned slightly, sensing the approaching aura of a human Golden Core martial artist behind him, even closer than before.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his killing intent, and forced a seemingly magnanimous expression onto his face before retracting the phantom of the divine spear.

"Out of consideration for the alliance between the Spirit Crystal Clan and my God Clan, I will spare your life."

Garnard's voice was booming, with a hint of charity, "However, to avoid alerting the humans behind us to the situation here, you cannot return the way you came, nor can you travel with us."

He pointed to the other side of the garden, where there was a relatively small side door almost completely covered by withered vines.

"You, leave from there. Whether you live or die depends on your own luck."

The Spirit Crystal Clan leader was deathly pale. He glanced at the group of god warriors behind Ganard who were eyeing him menacingly, and then sensed the approaching human aura from behind. His heart was filled with humiliation and fear.

He knew he had no choice; staying meant certain death. Leaving through the side door might offer a glimmer of hope.

He gritted his teeth, his body shimmering with crystalline light. Without uttering a word, he transformed into a streak of light and rushed towards the eerie side door without hesitation. His figure quickly disappeared into the dense, seemingly impenetrable darkness behind the door.

Garnard watched him disappear expressionlessly, then turned back and said in a deep voice to his generals, "Pack up, let's continue forward, and be sure to get ahead of the humans—"

However, he had barely finished speaking when the Anagard group of gods had only managed to catch their breath for a few moments...

"ah!!!"

A bloodcurdling scream, filled with unspeakable fear and pain, suddenly came from behind the side door!

The scream was so piercing that it seemed to penetrate the soul, causing all the Protoss warriors who heard it to feel a chill run down their spines!

Then, the screams abruptly stopped.

Everything returned to deathly silence.

It was as if behind that side door was an invisible giant maw that instantly swallowed the entire existence of a mid-stage Golden Core expert.

The garden was deathly silent.

All the members of the Anagard Clan, including Ganard and the few Golden Core generals, lost their color in their faces, their eyes filled with uncontrollable terror.

They huddled together involuntarily, staring warily at the side door that now seemed incredibly sinister and terrifying, as if it held a horror more terrifying and unknown than Medusa.

A powerful cultivator at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm died just like that—without a sound?

There wasn't even the slightest sign of resistance.

How many deadly dangers still lurk in this Court of the Gods?

A bone-chilling cold crept up their spines, adding an eerie and oppressive atmosphere to the already desolate and dilapidated garden.

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