Chronicles Of The Shura Clan 98 The Destruction of the supreme Sword Dao Sect XI

Rumble!

Meanwhile, the void was shuddering, and the horrible power was splattering as the gigantic palm swatted downwards, carrying the power of tens of millions of jun.

This single palm attack was enough to destroy mountains and rivers.

When the old man's giant palm covered the whole sky, the nearby great elders lost their color; their faces became pale without any signs of blood. At the same time, they quickly flew out of the way in order to not get a crush.

In less than a second, Ling Chen's dark shadow suddenly reappeared, and he was already right in front of the gigantic palm.

"I don't believe I can't cut through that damn attack." Ling Chen's gaze became serious as he murmured to himself.

At the same time, the demonic twin dark sword that he used to battle Jian Lei before burst out again at once as Ling Chen simultaneously slashed both swords towards the incoming attack.

Swish!

The demonic twin dark swords hymned as they tore through the sky in flash, and it had traveled through space with enough power to cut through the Heaven itself.

With this single attack, Ling Chen had used every ounce of his strength in order to cut through and fend off the incoming palm attack.

Boom!

Under this fiery and thunderous slash, a loud "boom" filled the air as the twin dark swords collided with the giant palm.

Unfortunately, instead of the twin dark swords cutting through the giant palm, the majestic twin dark swords directly collapsed and broke into thousands of pieces like a broken mirror.

The giant palm felt as though it was made by the hardest metal in the universe.

"Huh?" Ling Che was stunned when he saw this scene. He couldn't believe that his strongest attack couldn't cut through the old man's giant palm attack made of various true qi energy and spiritual power.

Meanwhile, the giant palm didn't even slow down a bit as it continued to swat downward. At this moment, Ling Chen couldn't do anything except for lifting both his hands upward in an attempt to block the attack and protect his head which wasn't shrouded by the dark true qi energy.

Bang!

A mighty and thunderous banging sound could be heard as the giant palm made contact with Ling Chen's body. At the same time, his body was blasted away into the nearby mountain peak like a cannonball, and the full forces toss caused the entire mountain to crumble apart from the impact.

The earth trembled violently as the nearby mountain peak crumbled apart from the impact. At this moment, Ling Chen's body was nowhere to be seen as dust, rocks and mud were flying everywhere.

Meanwhile, the giant palm disappeared as though it was just an illusion. The dust also dispersed, revealing a broken mountain peak.

Still, Ling Chen's body was nowhere to be seen as it was buried beneath the rubble.

"Wow…" The crowd was horrified due to the destructive capability of the giant palm attack. No one could have survived that.

"Incredible…" a great elder shuddered like the rest with goosebumps all over.

This was the most terrifying attack they've ever seen. They also knew that they wouldn't have been able to survive it either.

"Is he dead?" Asked one of the elders as he was staring at the destroyed mountain peak and saw no sign of Ling Chen.

At the same time, they carefully scanned the destroyed mountain with their spiritual sense for him to no avail. It seemed that he had turned to a bloody paste, gone from this world forever.

"I'm sure he's dead." This thought became commonplace among the elders.

"He's dead, absolutely dead." Another great elder took a deep breath and finally smiled.

"Yes." Another elder said coldly: "No Martial Venerable realm warrior can survive that powerful palm attack."

"Okay, there's no way he's still alive." The crowd thought the same way while looking at the crumbled mountain.

They were all rejoicing, knowing that Ling Chen was dead. Though they couldn't get the devouring battle technique from him, they were still satisfied because this little bastard was too devilish. If it wasn't for the ancestor, they would have turned into the little bastard's nutrients. Even the sect master had fallen into his clutch, not to mention them.

Right now, they were all glad that their worst nightmare had ended.

However;

Bang!

A loud banging sound could be heard as a small figure flew out the destroyed mountain, causing debris to splash everywhere.

"Fiendgod!" Someone shrilly screamed.

"Fiendgod!" Others shouted as well.

To be perfectly frank, some might have soiled their pants after seeing him again. Even the old man was surprised to see Ling Chen alive as a hint of shock flashed across his eyes.

At this moment, Ling Chen stood on the already destroyed mountain covered in dirt and seemed to be in a sorry state. His entire body was covered with blood and his face was pale.

" Oh? You aren't too bad little brat, capable of surviving an attack of mine." The old man chuckled, seemingly amused.

"However, don't be too proud. I merely used 50% of my strength on this attack!"

At this moment, not to mention the great elders, even Ling Chen couldn't help but be stunned at the old man's words.

Merely 50 percent power?

That move just then, which struck fear deep in everyone's hearts, had only consisted of 50 percent of his strength?
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" 50 percent power?" Ling Chen shrunk his eyes.

It seemed like he still had underestimated the true power of a Half-Saint powerhouse.

He had used every ounce of his strength just to fend off that move just then. And yet he was still at an enormous disadvantage as he was struck flying like a fly. Yet, that old bastard had only used 50 percent of his strength.

If a move with 50 percent of strength was that powerful, then what about a 100 percent?

Ling Chen's eyes couldn't help but become cold. He suddenly realized that he had met a worthy foe.

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