Swallowing the Stars: You Can't Escape, Mountain Dweller

Chapter 458 The Limit of Kingship Combat Power

The high priest looked at his warriors and a sense of pride welled up within him.

"As long as our clan obtains the inheritance of the Eighth Tower, our strength will definitely advance by leaps and bounds."

One day, we will wipe out all these alien races and reclaim our homeland!

Five hundred immortals! Among them are more than ten peak-level kings!

According to historical records, this force was formidable even before the Yanji Continent was invaded!

Not to mention now!

And all of these were trained by him!

The faces of the alien races opposite them were clearly showing signs of panic; they were not far from surrendering.

That human genius must be made a soul servant!

The high priest had absolute confidence in the training of his subordinates, and at the last moment, he could control the intensity of the attack.

As for Bai Yang's other servants, it doesn't matter if a few die.

He had already made up his mind, and he had a clear idea of ​​what Bai Yang should confess first and what he should confess later.

Thinking of this, a smile suddenly appeared on the seemingly young face of the high priest.

Just then, Bai Yang, who was opposite him, suddenly took a step forward.

A terrifying pressure descended upon the entire sacrificial tower!

Along with this oppressive force came a terrifying purplish-black light.

"what!"

"Oh my God!"

"My armor!"

Five hundred indigenous immortals, most of whom were, of course, immortal military lords.

Bai Yang's world projection crashed down, its power, containing purplish-black demonic energy, pressing down on an area spanning 100,000 kilometers!

This area covered a large part of the altar's interior, and many of the previously damaged room materials instantly emitted a hissing melting sound.

This is equivalent to terrifying demonic energy below level 600 of the Abyss of Purgatory!

Perhaps a member of the Prison Clan who is granted the title of Marquis or King can completely disregard this corrosive nature.

But he also had to withstand the impact of the incredibly stable world projection, not to mention other races.

The entire interior of the sacrificial tower was instantly reduced to a mess, with countless relatively fragile items destroyed in an instant.

Some of the gains inside were destined to be lost, but Bai Yang didn't care at all.

How could those indigenous people, who are immortal, possibly withstand it?

Almost all the immortal warlords instantly stopped attacking!

Among them, hundreds of people were subjected to the impact of the demonic energy's will. After fainting slightly, they were pressed to the ground by the immense pressure of the projection!

While the will of a Marquis-level immortal can generally withstand the effects, the ordinary armor and weapons they wear are beginning to corrode.

They could feel the immense pain directly, and their posture and movements began to distort!

Such corrosion, if left for too long, will definitely damage the divine body!

The weakest of them were even kneeling on the ground, their situation only slightly better than those immortal warlords who had completely lost their fighting power.

The indigenous army's fighting strength was instantly reduced by more than half!

All of this happened so fast!

Just as the High Priest was about to use a runic weapon to retaliate, Bai Yang had already moved!

The rain falls silently, yet it urges us on!

Within this narrow corridor, his sprint speed can also maximize his power!

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and he was in the midst of the indigenous people!

[The Light River and the Sound of Mist Remain Forever!]

With a gentle turn of his longsword, a cloud of white sword mist erupted from him!

This time it's the ultimate secret technique, unleashing its full power!

What would happen if this attack were used against an Immortal Army Lord or an Immortal Marquis?

Completely crushing them! Not a single one could withstand their attack!

Although his sword didn't have Femore venom, its power was in no way inferior!

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight immortals lay dead beside him!

A ring in the hand of the King of Pingdian shattered instantly, and the King of the Withered Cloak and the King of the Long Clam jumped out!

One of them looked like a rock giant, and the other looked like a dragonfly-man with eight pairs of red wings.

The six peak-level kings simultaneously began to burn their divine power.

Then, disregarding everything, he charged into the battle to join the fight!

The high priest's face was filled with fear, and he quickly gave the order:

"They're all at the peak of their cultivation! Quick! We must stop them!"

If they are allowed to go on a killing spree, the indigenous people's immortal military power, accumulated over countless years, may be completely wiped out!

Nine native peak immortals charged forward with a roar, also beginning to burn their divine power!

But their heritage and treasures are far inferior to those of Bai Yang's soul servants!

Even with a larger number of people, they were still at a complete disadvantage!

King Jiujian had just lost a lot of his divine power, but with two supreme treasures in hand, he was still unstoppable.

He single-handedly held off three natives!

The King of Pingdian sneered and, following Bai Yang's orders, sent out his eleven ordinary servants to deal with the local native kings.

A purple vertical eye opened on his forehead, which was none other than the Nightmare Candle King's top offensive treasure, the [Purple Blossom]!

A series of purple lights shot towards the two peak-level Kings opposite them. Although he was fighting two against one, he had the upper hand!

The four of them, including King Jiao Mo and King Cui Xin, each dealt with one or two peak-level kings with remarkable ease.

So they also took care of a few more native high-ranking kings.

Bai Yang displayed his swordsmanship to his heart's content amidst the crowd.

The high priest casually unleashed a large-scale burst of white mist, and a large portion of the immortal divine bodies that came into contact with it instantly vanished!

I have absolutely no idea what the principle behind this is!

He used his telekinesis to try and take back all these immortal military lords and immortal marquises.

But how could Bai Yang possibly grant his wish?

The power of the world erupted once more, suppressing all the targets of immortality.

The high priest was even more shocked; this world lord could actually maintain the world projection while engaging in close combat!

He hasn't even reached his limit yet!

The High Priest now knew that Bai Yang was the key, and he no longer cared about soul servants!

With a single teleport, he was ready to capture the leader first!

Bai Yang's perception was astonishing; he noticed the High Priest's figure had disappeared, and at the same time, there were spatial fluctuations around him.

He sneered inwardly.

"You think you can get close to me just because you think you're at the peak of King-level close combat?"

Then all three of his bodies appeared!

As soon as the high priest leaped out of the space, he discovered that there were three identical-looking Bai Yangs opposite him.

In terms of sheer presence, they are surprisingly on the same level.

They are probably all at the peak of their kingship level!

"Clone! Two clones!"

The high priest, disregarding his surprise, immediately launched a soul attack at Bai Yang's physical body.

Bai Yang's body trembled slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.

It didn't even affect the two clones' attacks!

Seeing this, the high priest was not surprised at all.

This human genius must possess a soul defense artifact!

However, he is a realm lord after all, and it is impossible for him to burn his divine power and erupt again!

Above the Abyss Child's head, the [Emerald Crown] that once held King Jiujian emitted a burst of green light.

The power of the supreme treasure of the peak realm instantly enveloped the high priest.

In fact, the monster's clone had already transformed into its original form, which was ten kilometers tall.

However, despite wearing the [Imitation Yun Di Robe], he still managed to appear over two meters tall.

But the terrifying power that comes with being gigantic, dozens of times stronger, will not disappear!

A thick, long black dragon tail struck the high priest with lightning speed!

This time, the force field released by the golden robe was not completely blocked!

The high priest was knocked backward, almost losing his balance!

This attack from the Six Forms has reached the limit of the King-level attack power!

Even if they know that their ethnic group's heritage is lacking and that information is not readily available.

He couldn't even imagine all of this!

"How is that possible!"

(End of this chapter)