Buzz!
The space trembled, and under the leadership of Number 56, the sixteen Witch Clan Kings instantly gathered together. Various colored lights burst forth from their bodies, and finally, guided by Number 56, they transformed into a phantom figure ten thousand feet tall in mid-air.
The figure had the face of a witch, but his body was a combination of various poisonous insects and ferocious beasts. In addition, twisted and strange runes were engraved on his body. He held a staff in his left hand and a star in his right hand. On his back crawled a huge corpse with a distorted face.
Shen Qian realized that this was the legendary ancestor of the Wu tribe, who was said to have been born from chaos.
A powerful sense of suffocation washed over him, and Shen Qian felt an even more terrifying pressure than when he faced Jiang Chengye just now.
This phantom of the Witch God, summoned by a dozen or so Witch Clan kings, has undoubtedly surpassed that of an ordinary Martial King. Although it is far from reaching the level of an Emperor, it is still several times stronger than a Martial King like Jiang Chengye, whose foundation is unstable.
Number 56 showed no mercy, clearly intending to use swift and decisive measures to ensure Shen Qian's complete recovery, given his lack of understanding of Shen Qian's tactics.
Although the power of the illusory image of the Witch God exceeded Shen Qian's expectations, at least Shen Qian's other objective was achieved.
He faced the illusory figure of the witch god with an unchanged expression, and his aura began to rise briefly, quickly reaching the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.
Seeing Shen Qian charging forward without fear, Number 56 smiled disdainfully. With a wave of his hand, the phantom of the Witch God above also raised his hand, and countless bolts of lightning shot out from the staff in his hand, accurately striking Shen Qian.
Each bolt of lightning contained the power to tear apart ordinary kings and nobles. When hundreds or thousands of bolts of lightning gathered together, even a Martial King would have no choice but to temporarily avoid their sharp edge.
But when Shen Qian saw that the phantom of the witch god was unleashing a thunderous attack, a strange expression appeared on his face.
He had prepared himself for serious injury, but a thunderous attack would be the best possible outcome.
Amidst the astonished gazes of the Witch Clan Kings and Nobles, Shen Qian charged into the thunderstorm without flinching. In the instant that countless bolts of lightning engulfed him, Shen Qian finally arrived at a position less than a thousand meters away from the Witch Clan Kings and Nobles.
For kings and nobles, this distance was equivalent to face to face.
Then, Chen Qian suddenly raised his hand and threw the Jingji longsword in his hand away violently.
The Jingji Longsword, imbued with boundless power, transformed into a brilliant streak of light and shot towards the direction where the numerous Wu Clan kings and nobles had gathered.
Number 56 was even more astonished, not knowing why Shen Qian had done this. If he had the long sword in his hand, he would have been more confident in resisting the God of Witch's world-destroying thunder and rain, but now he had thrown the long sword out.
Did he think that this would break the spell of the sorcerer god formed by the combined forces of the sixteen kings and nobles?
Suddenly, as the silent blade swept close, Number 56's hair stood on end.
Not only him, but the other kings and nobles of the witch clan also changed their expressions drastically in an instant.
Although they did not know what the purpose of sinking was, the king's intuition about danger alone cast a deep shadow over their hearts.
"Disperse..."
No. 56 had just uttered a single word when the Silent Blade had already entered within a hundred meters of them. Then, to the horror of all the Witch Clan Kings and Nobles, the Silent Blade suddenly froze, and a mournful cry rang out.
The surrounding space and time seemed to freeze along with it, and then the long sword exploded without warning, followed by a torrent of destruction.
A game-winning shot!
At the cost of the weapon's self-destruction, he awakens the 'spirit' accumulated within the longsword, perishing together with the enemy.
This is the only mythical effect of the Silent Blade: to unleash its final brilliance at the cost of self-destruction.
The exact time when the Jingji Blade was forged is unknown, but it has a history of at least tens of thousands of years, existing since ancient times. Through several owners, the Jingji Blade has slain countless powerful figures, including those from the mountains and seas, as well as kings and nobles. No one knows how much "spirit" it has accumulated.
However, Jingji Blade had given feedback to Shen Qianmo Lake that, at least below the Great Emperor level, "Absolute Kill" would unleash unimaginable terrifying power. If unprepared, even a Martial King could be instantly killed.
This is the final burst of power from a terrestrial-grade star blade that has existed for millions of years; it is a "hidden edge" built from the souls of countless dead.
This strike was earth-shattering.
Even though the numerous Wu clan kings and nobles, caught off guard, had taken countermeasures as soon as they sensed the impending attack, and the illusory image of the Wu god had abandoned its plan to kill Chen Qian, instead suddenly sinking down to envelop the Wu clan kings and nobles in an embracing posture, the power of the self-destructing longsword still far exceeded their expectations.
Boom!
The space that had just recovered shattered once more, turning into nothingness amidst a brilliance even more dazzling than the explosion of a star. Ripples of destruction spread outwards, and the phantom of the witch god shattered like water after only a few breaths. As the light continued to advance, the desperate wails of some witch clan kings and nobles could be heard.
Even though it was quite far away, Shenqian, who had just escaped the thunderstorm in a disheveled state, was still affected.
His body was thrown uncontrollably, but fortunately he had prepared in advance and transformed into the body of calamity in an instant. Not only that, with a wave of his hand, an ancient book appeared on his chest.
This book is called the "Book of Earth," and it is the only defensive item among the many star-level weapons left behind by the Demon King.
Even when fighting Han Chi and Jiang Chengye just now, Shen Qian was reluctant to use it, but now, facing the "nuclear bomb" he had thrown out, Shen Qian dared not be careless anymore.
As the storm approached, the Book of Earth opened automatically and soon stopped on one of its pages.
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