Divine Power Storm
Chapter 1529: Divine Power Storm
Translator: Legge
The Dragon Rider commander channeled his divine power and the black patterns on the Sword of Misfortune deepened. It emanated a power that resembled black spider silk and spread in all directions!
The entire world seemed to be enveloped by the black spider silk, forming gigantic pitch-black webs!
Some Kunlun clansmen could not dodge in time and were tainted by the black spider silk. Their expressions froze and their lifeforces decreased instantly!
Under the envelopment of the black spider silk, Kunlun clansmen fell one after another.
Be it the Kunlun Mighty Figures or Half-Martial Ancestors, as long as they were tainted by the black spider silk, their bodies would be filled with strange black patterns and they would die on the spot.
They died with grievances before their Essence Spirits could even escape!
"This is the Web of Misfortune!"
The Half-Martial Ancestor Dragon Rider walked slowly towards Su Zimo and the others and said coldly, "All of you are merely prey in the Web of Misfortune. None of you can escape the divine judgment of misfortune!"
The eyes of many Kunlun clansmen were filled with deep fear.
Even against this Half-Martial Ancestor Dragon Rider, the Kunlun race dared to fight him head-on.
However, against the Sword of Misfortune and the unknown terrifying power, the Kunlun race finally collapsed!
There was nothing that could defend against that Web of Misfortune.
When Dharmic arts landed on it, they were devoured silently and could not even cause any ripples.
Even Dharmic weapons would be stained with black patterns and reduced to useless items if they were struck by the Web of Misfortune!
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of Kunlun clansmen fell forever without standing up.
Su Zimo stood at the front.
Black spider silk landed on his Green Lotus True Body as well.
A strange power surged into the Green Lotus True Body through the wound. It was dark and cold, destroying the lifeforce of the Green Lotus True Body!
If the Green Lotus True Body was in his peak condition, he might be able to defend against the Web of Misfortune.
But now, the Green Lotus True Body was extremely damaged and could not defend against that strange power!
The most frightening thing was that this was not the full power of the Sword of Misfortune!
Simply put, the Web of Misfortune was merely the aura released by the gigantic sword, similar to sword qi.
Even so, it was enough to kill all the Kunlun clansmen!
If the Sword of Misfortune were to slash down, who could defend against it?!
Even if Su Zimo was in his peak condition, he might not be able to defend against it!
The four divine weapons, the Sword of Misfortune.
He truly did not know what sort of methods God’s Mainland used or how long it took for them to create such a dark and evil weapon!
With two Unique Treasures, Su Zimo almost buried two God race armies.
But now that the God race had summoned the Sword of Misfortune from their four divine weapons, they wanted to bury Su Zimo, Night Spirit and everyone from the Kunlun race as well!
"Retreat!"
Su Zimo shouted softly.
"Zimo!"
"Young Master!"
Extreme Fire and Nian Qi were alarmed and wanted
Night Spirit struggled to stand up from the black dragon’s corpse as well, wanting to stand shoulder to shoulder with Su Zimo to resist the Sword of Misfortune.
"All of you, retreat!"
Turning around, Su Zimo hollered with a sharp gaze.
Extreme Fire and Nian Qi were slightly stunned.
They had never seen such a stern expression on Su Zimo’s face.
"That sword is very terrifying. We can’t defend against it!"
Su Zimo said in a deep voice, "Retreat to the Ling Long Secret Ground immediately and leave the Kunlun Ruins!"
"Zimo, what about you?!"
Extreme Fire asked loudly.
"I can’t leave anymore,"
Su Zimo chuckled bitterly.
At that moment, if not for the Creation Green Lotus supporting his consciousness, the dark and cold power would have surged into his consciousness and killed his Essence Spirit!
Night Spirit’s eyes were bloodshot. He wanted to charge forward but was swarmed by the many Kunlun clansmen as they retreated to the back of the valley.
He was already exhausted and his aura was weak. Even after struggling a few times, he could not break free from the guards of the Kunlun race.
He could only watch Su Zimo’s figure turn smaller in the valley as a sense of helplessness rose in his heart.
"Aw! Aw!"
Night Spirit reared his head and howled into the skies. His voice was tragic, filled with endless sadness as though he was weeping.
Su Zimo’s consciousness gradually faded and his vision began to blur.
He could vaguely see the Dragon Rider commander approaching with the Sword of Misfortune in his hands.
Suddenly, the footsteps stopped in front of him!
"Fufu,"
The Dragon Rider commander sneered, "Ant, you’re very strong to be able to hold out till now! However, you still have to die! It’s your honor to die to the Sword of Misfortune!"
He raised the gigantic sword in his hands and stabbed it towards Su Zimo’s chest!
Pfft!
Flashes of blood spewed out!
The Sword of Misfortune pierced the Green Lotus True Body instantly and a gigantic sword tip pierced through Su Zimo’s back, dripping with blood!
"Young Master!"
Nian Qi had a pained expression and tears streamed down her face.
Extreme Fire shuddered as well and clenched his fists with endless rage in his eyes!
The Web of Misfortune released by the aura of the Sword of Misfortune alone was already so terrifying that it was enough to kill all Mighty Figures and Half-Martial Ancestors.
What sort of a level was the power of the Sword of Misfortune at?
Even Mahayana Patriarchs might not be able to survive against the Sword of Misfortune, let alone a Conjoint Body Mighty Figure like Su Zimo!
Suddenly!
Extreme Fire’s expression changed as he asked sternly, "What’s that?"
He was not the only one—Nian Qi, Night Spirit and the other Kunlun clansmen sensed it as well.
An extremely vast power burst forth from the direction of Su Zimo and the Dragon Rider commander!
In the face of that power, everyone seemed incomparably tiny, as though they could be drowned and vanish at any moment!
This was not the power of the Sword of Misfortune.
The aura of that power was completely different from the Sword of Misfortune!
The moment that power appeared, the dark and cold Web of Misfortune that filled the valley dissipated silently.
The power spiraled in the valley and with Su Zimo and the Dragon Rider commander as the center, it began to spin!
"I got it!"
Extreme Fire said in a deep voice, "The power of this Sword of Misfortune triggered the divine power forbidden region of the Kunlun Ruins and created a Divine Power Storm!"
After Extreme Fire said that, the Divine Power Storm in the valley was formed!
The figure of Su Zimo and the Half-Martial Ancestor Dragon Rider were faintly visible in the Divine Power Storm.
"Ah!"
Nian Qi exclaimed with a pale face as she murmured instinctively, "Divine Power Storm? Won’t the young master be torn into pieces by it?!"
The Divine Power Storm was divided into three types.
There was the Lesser, Greater and Supreme Divine Power Storm.
However, even the Lesser Divine Power Storm was enough to tear some Mahayana Patriarchs apart, let alone Su Zimo who was at the Conjoint Body realm!
"Ah!"
Before Nian Qi’s sentence was finished, the tragic cry of the Dragon Rider commander sounded!
In the Divine Power Storm, the body of the Dragon Rider commander expanded at a visible speed and released a tremendous amount of lifeforce!
The lifeforce was way too massive and the body of the Dragon Rider commander could not accommodate it at all. It expanded and his body exploded into a blood mist!
His Essence Spirit was torn apart by the Divine Power Storm and turned into dust, dying on the spot!