Spirit Vessel Chapter 1230: True Might

Chapter 1230: True Might

The trees in the forest were as red as blood and shiny like rubies. The leaves had veins and blood within them.

Feiyun wore his dragon-phoenix regalia and turned into a gigantic dragon, going all out against the yang behemoth.

Rumble! They crushed the trees nearby.

Ten thousand beast spirits appeared behind the dragon, roaring and intimidating the unknown creatures in the forest.

So this is Masters true power, far stronger than the demi-saints. Hes nearly at the top of the world. Firebird Princess riding the dragon could sense its terrifying power.

Many races didnt have a saint. Having one implied a guarantee of safety. In the present era where saints were rare, demi-saints were considered the top dogs.

She felt he might be among the top ten of the human race now, saints included. He was as strong as the lords of the central dynasties and the heavenly grottos.

Of course, she merely speculated since she had no deep knowledge of the human races true strength.

Boss Feng is something else. Forget the rising stars, even a few supremes from the last generation can barely suppress him. The blood dragon coiling around the turtles neck spoke.

It was at the fifth level and could earn the title of grand demon monarch. The turtle, fruit, and dragon have been following Feiyun. They landed on his back after he turned into a dragon.

Raa! Feiyun spewed an inferno with eight Trinity Cauldrons inside. Each of them became a hundred thousand feet tall and floated in different areas, encompassing a massive region.

Eight thousand miles of land burned and turned into a cauldron. All caught within were reduced to ashes.

The radius of effect was reduced by the special dimension. If this were taking place in West Bull, it would be a radius of eight hundred million miles being incinerated.

This was a destructive move of the demi-saint level. Therefore, it was rare to see a top fight in human territories. They left it to the geniuses to reduce casualty.

Feiyun took out eight boundary stones and placed one in each cauldron. The stone contained a hundred million fire essences and empowered the cauldrons.

Rumble! The latter nearly reached ten thousand miles tall, their true size. They looked like planets hovering in the air.

Only these incredible cauldrons made it possible to craft one of the strongest saint artifacts - the mystical axe known as Devastation.

The radius became eighty thousand miles with the yang behemoth trapped in the center. The ground turned into lava and space twisted from the heat.

Firebird Saintess, Xuanyuan Yiyi, and the others immediately left the forest along with other unknown creatures born since Time Immemorial.

Damn, imagine this fight in our world, how many would die? Ximen Chuixiao was shocked at Feiyuns improvement.

How did Brother Feng become so much stronger? I dont think our Second Central Lord can defeat him, perhaps only our ancestors. Zhongyuan Yidian was the last to leave, slightly burned by the inferno.

They were happy to see Feiyuns power since he was an ally.

Brother Feng recently reached level seventh before coming here. In theory, if he is a mythical genius, he would need at least five hundred years to reach the demi level. I dont think he is at this level yet, he is powerful due to his grand-completion beast physique and perhaps the unique mixed bloodline. Dont forget, hes the first to break the curse, so more miracles shouldnt be surprising. Scholar Heaven Calculating said.

Already this strong at the seventh level? If he could reach the next, only saints can take him. Zhongyuan Yidian used to think of himself as being the greatest genius. Now, Feiyun certainly changed his mind.

Experts and geniuses are appearing in waves. They have wonderful techniques and fortunes, there is always a higher peak. The scholar smiled.

The fight between Feiyun and the behemoth attracted everyones attention.

***

In a black desert, a fatty defeated a pseudo-level centipede and split it into two halves, turning it into a meal.

The fatty feared nothing and treated these frightening beasts as food. He was none other than the rising star of the white tigers - Busi Butai.

I see, dragon blood for the half-demon, wait, it smells like a young Ancestral Dragon Monarch. Is he related to Thirteenth? I cant miss this show. He glanced at the horizon and sniffed before smiling.

Raa! He roared and forced everything on the ground. He grew bigger and turned into a white dragon the size of a mountain with a blood-colored character on his forehead, King.

***

Inside a broken palace at the center of the ruins, a stalwart man in a white robe with two dragon horns stared at the horizon: Son of the traitor, you appear at last.

Your Highness, Xuanyuan Blade is nowhere to be found. A rising star at the pseudo level landed on the wall and bowed.

The thirteenth prince frowned and said: This was Terra Grand Saints resting chamber. The magnificent human, Emperor Xuanyuan, came here searching for a way to prolong his life. No one saw him come out so he must have passed away in these ruins. The blade must be here, this is the reason why the human supremes chose this place for the rising-star conference. Fortunes? No, they are seeking the blade. Its power alone is comparable to a saint, only the fateful one will become its master. I suppose even if we find it, we cant suppress it.

Then are we returning empty-handed? The pseudo-saint asked.

Before coming here, Ancestral Dragon Monarch sent me a message regarding a secret of the ruins. Emperor Xuanyuan might have suppressed someone or something here. Thirteenth said.

What is the mission? The pseudo-saint had nothing but reverence.

To find out the truth, thats more important than the blade. Thirteenth gazed at the horizon and saw the images of eight cauldrons.

He channeled his majestic draconic aura. A single shockwave sent the pseudo-saint flying like a fly.

The guy smashed into a palace a hundred miles away, creating a huge pit.

The traitor must die, I shall slay him first before assuming the search. His voice lingered while he was nowhere in sight.