Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 838: Chapter 838: Shattered Hope Chapter 838: Chapter 838: Shattered Hope “Nine-rank Pill!”

Feng Wuchen had just emerged from the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower when he saw the Hall Master swallow an elixir, his complexion turning pale with shock.

“The Hall Master’s power has been restored to the Ninth Level of the Divinity Transformation Realm! What kind of elixir is this? It actually has such terrifying efficacy,” Ye Tianwei exclaimed in alarm.

“Damn it! He actually took a Nine-rank Pill!” Liu Qingyang cursed through gritted teeth, clenching his fists tightly.

“Hall Master, what exactly is going on? Why has the power of the Dark Demonic Panther weakened so much?” Yi Tianqing asked anxiously, his gaze fixed on Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen frowned and said, “The power that appeared in the sealing formation was left by the master of the demonic panther. My attacks had no effect at all. This force was meant to protect the sealing formation; once the sealing formation is subjected to a ferocious attack, this force will emerge.”

Bei Dou Yan said unbelievably, “The power of the Dark Demonic Panther’s master?”

The Dark Demonic Panther itself possesses the terrifying power of the Ninth Level of the Divinity Transformation Realm. How terrifying must its master’s power be?

“The Dark Demonic Panther’s power is sealed, and the Hall Master’s power has returned to its peak. The situation is very unfavorable for us,” Nangong Zhan said with concern, his face extremely solemn.

“Master, the Lesser Hall Master is our lifesaver. If we capture him, the Hall Master won’t be able to harm us,” Lan Yue reminded in a low voice.

Feng Wuchen looked down at the severely wounded Lesser Hall Master in the distance. The Lesser Hall Master was indeed their only lifesaver; being one of the high members of the Yin and Yang family, the Hall Master would certainly not ignore his life or death.

“Yi Tianqing, Ye Tianwei, act according to the situation,” Feng Wuchen instructed quietly.

“Yes!” Ye Tianwei and Yi Tianqing nodded slightly.

Looking up at high altitude, the Nine-rank Pill swallowed by the Hall Master was extremely powerful, instantly allowing the severely injured Hall Master to recover to full strength.

It must be said, the Nine-rank Pill was incredibly powerful.

Now, the Dark Demonic Panther still suffered from the direct suppression of the sealing formation, struggling in pain, roaring repeatedly.

“Whoosh!”

Suddenly, the Hall Master tread upon the air, and in the blink of an eye, his figure was already on the back of the Dark Demonic Panther, moving at an astonishing speed, comparable to Instantaneous Movement.

“Immortal Decision! Yin Yang Godslayer Palm!”

The Hall Master let out a fierce shout, his palm gathering a terrifying power of destruction, striking the back of the Dark Demonic Panther mercilessly with an intense and fierce attack.

“Boom!”

“Roar!”

“Buzz buzz!”

With a great blast from the Hall Master, the momentum was overwhelming. A booming explosion followed, as a devastating purple energy shockwave burst forth. The Dark Demonic Panther howled in anguish as its large frame dropped like a meteor.

“Boom boom boom!”

A massive Black Shadow crashed into the earth of the Xumi Abyss like a cannonball, shaking heaven and earth, stirring up dust hundreds of feet high. The terrible force carved out a colossal pit in the earth, a vast crack tearing open like an abyss.

The Hall Master’s strike was truly ruthless.

“Demonic Panther!” Feng Wuchen cried out in concern, Liu Qingyang and the others were frantic, their faces filled with anxiety and worry.

“Hmph! Let’s see how long you can last!” the Hall Master said viciously, already gathering a terrifying power in his hands.

“Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”

“Boom boom boom!”

“Buzz buzz!”

The Hall Master unleashed a frenzy of attacks with both hands, like a machine gun firing from high above, all of them bombarding the location of the Dark Demonic Panther. Thunderous explosions echoed nonstop as waves of destructive energy rippled and tumbled, causing the earth to crumble layer by layer.

The power of the Ninth Level of the Divinity Transformation Realm, its destructive force was truly shocking.

“Beasts! I will make you understand the consequences of being my enemy!” the High Priest roared, appearing increasingly ferocious, sending shivers down one’s spine.

“Boom boom boom!”

“Buzz buzz!”

The High Priest bombarded relentlessly, as if he would not rest until the Dark Magic Panther was killed, with earth-shattering explosions continuing without end.

“Ha ha! Just wait for your death!” After a frenzy of bombardments, the High Priest burst into exultant laughter, his arrogance reaching the extreme.

In the vast crater, the Dark Magic Panther simply could not evade.

“The aura of the Dark Magic Panther is getting weaker and weaker!” Feng Wuchen furrowed his brow, growing increasingly worried, wanting to provide support but utterly powerless.

Liu Qingyang said anxiously, “Brother Feng, think of something quickly. If this continues, the Dark Magic Panther won’t last much longer!”

“The Dark Magic Panther can’t hold on! Hall Master, let’s take action now!” Ye Tianwei and the others couldn’t bear to watch any longer, and despite knowing they were no match for the High Priest, they still wanted to intervene.

Feng Wuchen shook his head, “We simply can’t intervene, do you want to die in vain?”

“Teacher, what should we do then? Just watch the Dark Magic Panther get killed?” Zhang Junlan asked urgently, each one of them anxious as if their brows were on fire.

“Ye Tianwei, Yi Tianqing, take action!” Feng Wuchen said with a low voice, his brow furrowed and tone cold.

The two immediately used Instantaneous Movement and vanished in a flash. When they reappeared, they were beside the severely injured Lesser Priest.

The Lesser Priest, sensing their presence, had his pale face suddenly contort.

“As expected, one should not let the tiger return to the mountain! You deserve to die!” said Ye Tianwei coldly, about to reach out and capture the Lesser Priest, who was healing.

Yi Tianqing said viciously, “The Hall Master has already spared you once; you will not escape death this time. The favor you owe the Hall Master does not need to be repaid!”

But just as their hands were about to touch the Lesser Priest, his figure eerily vanished.

“What? This is…” Ye Tianwei’s face turned pale with shock.

“Yin Yang Illusion!” Yi Tianqing cried out in alarm.

“He’s disappeared!” Liu Qingyang and the others widened their eyes.

“He’s seen through us!” Feng Wuchen frowned deeply.

“Snort! Did you really think the High Priest wouldn’t know your little tricks?” A disdainful sneer came from high above.

The vanished Lesser Priest was now beside the High Priest.

With a fierce glare towards Feng Wuchen, the High Priest said coldly, “Feng Wuchen, this beast can’t protect you. Your only hope of survival is undoubtedly to capture the Lesser Priest to threaten me. Your petty tricks won’t work against me. Today, you won’t be able to escape even if you had wings!”

With their only hope shattered, Feng Wuchen and his party were undoubtedly in a dire situation.

With a wave of the High Priest’s hand, the thick dust filling the enormous crater below was swept away by the gale. At the deepest point of the crater, the Dark Magic Panther, gravely injured with horrific wounds and blood covering its body, lay in an extremely pitiful state.

“Damn it!”

“How outrageous!”

Seeing the Dark Magic Panther unable to rise due to its heavy injuries, Liu Qingyang and the others were filled with towering rage, grinding their teeth in fury.

“Dark Magic Panther!” Feng Wuchen clenched his fists tightly, as a boundless rage surged in his heart, his eyes flashing with blood.

“What? Are you very worried about this beast?” The High Priest asked with a cold laugh, and in his hand, a terrifying purple energy had already begun to condense, seemingly prepared to slaughter the Dark Magic Panther.

Seeing this, Feng Wuchen and the others’ complexions changed once more.

“If you kill it, you will never obtain the Primordial Ancient power!” Feng Wuchen roared coldly, his face contorting slightly.

The High Priest said with disdain, “Feng Wuchen, for the High Priest to take your Primordial Ancient power is as easy as flipping my hand!”