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Chapter 1423 - Chapter 1423 Chapter 698 The Nemesis of the Evil King Palace

Chapter 1423: Chapter 698: The Nemesis of the Evil King Palace (Two in One)_2 Chapter 1423: Chapter 698: The Nemesis of the Evil King Palace (Two in One)_2 At the same time Duan Longcheng was being whipped, the experts from the Evil King Palace intuitively dispersed, and the first round of Spirit Art bombardment also arrived as scheduled.

One could not say that the quality of sect experts was not high, given that even a hastily organized attack was orderly, with multiple attributes supporting each other, almost competing with the first round of a hundred testers at Diancang Mountain.

The proficient usage of inferior Mystic-level fusion techniques had become an instinctive response for these people, as fast as any ordinary Spirit Art.

Luckily, Tang Luo was also not unprepared. Seeing the fluctuation of Spiritual Power, he immediately transformed his arms into a Void vortex, directly devouring a dozen Spirit Arts and then returning them, one by one, to those Evil King Palace Martial Ancestors who were preparing their major moves.

The experts from the Evil King Palace, who had never faced such a situation, were terribly startled; those who had completed the first round of bombardment did not expect Tang Luo to be able to return the Spirit Arts right when their old strength was exhausted and new strength had yet to emerge.

The experts who were preparing major moves were at a critical moment, almost completing their task, feeling uncomfortable as Spirit Arts covered their faces.

Usually, they would definitely have used their soul spirits to resist the Spirit Arts and forcefully complete their major moves, but facing Tang Luo, they truly did not dare.

Although the Mimicry Technique was not like the actual techniques that would crush the soul spirit leading to death, it would still result in the loss and damage of the soul, diminishing their combat capabilities even if the soul were reformed; they didn’t dare to take such a risk.

Reluctantly, they had to abandon the integration of the major move, pushing out the half-gathered Spirit Art to first stabilize the situation.

The colorful half-finished Spirit Arts collided with the returned fusion techniques mid-air, and the vibrating spiritual charm burst into dazzling light, with the aftershocks of the fierce collision having the power comparable to high-level Mystical Spirit Arts.

Naturally, the experts of the Evil King Palace located at the explosion’s center did not wish to passively endure such aftershocks; they retreated explosively while supporting themselves with protective techniques.

Thanks to such caution, when Tang Luo directly charged out from the center of the turbulence, they all were not in a completely unguarded state.

Their protective techniques, combined with standardized Spirit Armor and the physique of a Martial Ancestor, would indeed require quite an effort for any ordinary grandmaster of physical techniques, but who was Tang Luo.

His arms, fully qualified as spirit material, could withstand divine weapons, and were even more unstoppable when used for attacking.

His punch, resonating with the roar of a tiger and the cry of a dragon, precisely hitting the spiritual nodes of the protective technique; the fierce and vigorous force easily tore through the protective Qi and shattered the Spirit Armor, severely injuring the enclosed Martial Ancestor inside.

The first Martial Ancestor to be struck instinctively summoned the beast soul within him, but before the Cloud Tiger could roar, Tang Luo’s other fist transformed into a Yin-Yang Grinding, drawing the beast soul into the grind.

Just as he was about to turn the grind, seizing the opportunity, the Martial Ancestors from the Evil King Palace cast out their soul spirits, attacking Tang Luo.

This resolution and ferocity won Tang Luo’s admiration; he naturally understood why the previously hesitant Evil King Palace experts were now bursting forth.

They simply saw that the Yin-Yang Grinding had captured a soul spirit and thought it was an opportunity for combat.

After all, divine abilities also follow basic principles; there is no such thing as a flawless divine ability.

The ferocious souls condensed by the Mimicry Technique were extremely solid, and although crushing them took time, even though it was merely the duration of a flick, they wanted to seize these twenty instants of combat opportunity.

It must be said that the quality of sect experts was indeed much higher than that of noble families. Had it been someone else’s Yin-Yang Grinding today, they would certainly have suffered under this decisive and fierce assault by the Evil King Palace.

Unfortunately, they faced Tang Luo–indeed, crushing the ferocious spirits took time, but directing them into the Void Stomach took not even a moment.

His spirit-qualified arms transformed into a void channel, linked with the divine power, and the Cloud Tiger with a “howl” vanished without a trace.

Then it was simply like eating peas one by one; the gravitational pull of the Yin-Yang Grinding was nearly irresistible for the soul spirits, especially since they dived in headfirst; except for a few with the ability to teleport, most couldn’t even change direction.

Whether it was the one-legged Thunder Beast Kui Niu, or the phoenix with its majestic plumage, or even second-tier divine bloodline ferocious beasts.

All were effortlessly devoured by the Yin-Yang Grinding and cast into the Void Stomach.

But Tang Luo also took precautions and did not merge them all together, for the destructive power of the beast souls was too strong, hardly weaker than real ferocious beasts; he also feared that the ferocious beasts might revolt and tear apart the walls of the Void Stomach.

The battle situation changed in an instant, the fierce power of the rampaging beast souls was easily neutralized.

But Tang Luo, who had accomplished all this, was not without injury; the beast souls in the Void Stomach, unbound by the Yin-Yang Grinding, began to become restless. If one could enter Tang Luo’s body, they would see the Void Stomach spasming like a string of grapes, expanding and contracting, some even convulsing.

Of course, from the outside, there was no obvious difference; discomfort that wasn’t perceived by others was as though it did not exist.

Tang Luo suffered in silence, while the suffering of the experts from Evil King Palace was written all over their faces; they had never expected that Yin-Yang Grinding could not only subdue soul beasts but also transport them to unknown locations.

Although intertwined with mysterious connections, they could sense that their beast spirits were alive but trapped in a chaotic void; this discomfort had caused God’s Residence to wail incessantly.

For the powerhouses of Fierce Realm, losing their spirit souls was like having their eyes covered for ordinary people. Blocking such an essential sensory organ threw them into baseless frenzy.

The experts at Evil King Palace only wanted to retrieve their beast spirits with utmost speed, as they could feel their beast spirits struggling desperately against the chaos; they couldn’t show weakness.

Thus, instead of ceasing, the indenture of the beast spirits made the attacks by the powerhouses of Evil King Palace even more fierce.

Tang Luo, with about twenty stomachs of Void Stomach continually churning, was not as calm as he appeared on the outside. Continuing the attack would certainly not be a wise choice, as he had already felt a few soul beasts beginning to damage the barriers of Void Realm; this was not a good sign.

If the soul beasts tore apart the walls of the Void Stomach, he would truly be doomed.

Fatal was his situation, bombarded by the experts of Evil King Palace, he couldn’t internally view himself currently and could only gauge through feelings.

These feelings were imprecise but vaguely felt a soul beast gnawing on the barrier; another growing stronger and bolder within the void; and yet another beast, strange and needle-like, continuously prodding the limits of the Void Stomach.

If not for his tenacious spiritual abilities, he would’ve been split open by now.

But to continue being dragged down like this, being split open was only a matter of time.

Biting his teeth, bracing his heart, Tang Luo retracted the Yin-Yang Grinding and crossed his arms in front of him, using his Spirit Qualified arms and Eight Treasure Kasaya to withstand the experts’ strikes of Evil King Palace.

Without the protection of the two gates of void, the fierce Spirit Arts solidly bombarded Tang Luo, and in an instant, he was smashed deep into the ground.

Unperturbed, Tang Luo, bolstered by his robust defense and Innate Qi, retracted the Yin-Yang Grinding to his body and shielded the most riotous Void Stomach, extracting the most tumultuous Gluttonous Soul Beast that chewed the barrier and with a rod formed from Innate Qi, grinded it down to ashes.

At the same moment, a cry rang out from Martial Ancestor in the sky, who was concentrating on summoning a Spirit Art and fell from the sky.

Then came the second, the third… This series of anomalies drew the attention of the remaining folks at Evil King Palace and the battle briefly eased.

As they stopped, Tang Luo didn’t continue his attack but spread his arms, his face bloodied, and shouted fiercely up at the people of Evil King Palace, “Come on, keep attacking, we may as well perish together!”

“Stop everything!”

Duan Longcheng also didn’t expect that in just a few breaths, his side had been put into such an awkward predicament.

He didn’t doubt the valor of his own Martial Ancestors; they would not stop even at the risk of losing their spirit souls if he commanded.

But by doing so, would he still be worthy of being the Young Palace Master of Evil King Palace?

Those present were the backbone of the Evil King Palace, individuals who could progress further; losing them here would cut off the destiny of an entire generation for Evil King Palace.

To make such a sacrifice for the sake of a Minor Spiritual Realm was undoubtedly unwise.

What was more, he vaguely sensed something familiar from the injured Tang Luo; he wanted to release the Red-eyed Evil Dragon to confirm his suspicion, but the current urgent matter was to rescue the beast spirits of the twenty Martial Ancestors from the Evil King Palace.

“Evil King Palace is willing to give up everything in Longyuan’s Minor Spiritual Realm. Please restore the beast spirits of our Martial Ancestors, and we will leave immediately!”

Duan Longcheng promised vehemently, but what he got in return was Tang Luo’s disdainful sneer.

“You really think I’m a fool, restoring your beast spirits so you can attack without any reservations? Would I really allow myself to be played for such a fool?”