klisemfg Chapter 108 The Power of Artifacts
Chapter 108 The Power of Artifacts
Zhuang Yu's eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, fixed on the mysterious guardian in front of him.
He could sense the ancient and powerful aura emanating from the other party, a sense of oppression unlike any opponent he had ever encountered before.
He gently pushed Wang Yao back, his deep voice carrying an undeniable firmness: "Yao'er, stand further away."
The spiritual energy within his body surged like a rushing river, and a faint golden light emanated from Zhuang Yu's body, a sign that his cultivation technique had reached its peak.
Subtle fluctuations of spiritual energy spread through the air like ripples, gently stirring up the surrounding dust and creating a tense pre-battle atmosphere.
The mysterious guardian didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move. It slowly raised its head, which was covered by a silver mask, and its empty eyes seemed to pierce through Zhuang Yu's defenses and look straight into his heart.
Then it moved.
Without any warning, the guardian vanished like a ghost, and the next moment, a massive black energy mass swept towards Zhuang Yu like a storm.
Each ball of energy contained immense power, seemingly capable of tearing through space, sending chills down one's spine.
Zhuang Yu's pupils suddenly contracted; he dared not be careless in the slightest.
His figure flickered like a ghost, weaving through the dense energy clusters, each movement incredibly precise, as if dancing on a knife's edge.
He quickly formed hand seals, and spiritual energy shields formed in front of him, dissolving the incoming energy balls one by one.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The deafening roar of the energy collision caused the entire space to tremble slightly.
A violent shockwave swept outwards, shattering the surrounding rocks into dust.
Master Zixiao frowned in the distance. He had thought that the guardian of the restriction would surely cause Zhuang Yu a great loss, but he did not expect Zhuang Yu to have such strength.
Li Ming, a disciple of Master Zixiao, stared wide-eyed. The arrogance in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by deep shock and a trace of fear.
He couldn't believe that this ordinary kid he had always looked down on actually possessed such terrifying strength.
Wang Yao stood at a distance, her hands clenched into fists, her beautiful eyes filled with worry.
Although she knew Zhuang Yu was very strong, she still felt extremely nervous facing such a powerful opponent.
She prayed silently, hoping that Zhuang Yu would be safe and sound.
Zhuang Yu weaved nimbly through the dense attacks. He didn't just dodge; instead, he seized the opportunity and, taking advantage of the gaps in the guardian's attacks, suddenly unleashed a punch.
The golden fist shadow tore through the void, carrying unparalleled power, and slammed into the guardian's chest.
With a muffled thud, the guardian swayed slightly, and a deep roar came from beneath his black robe.
It took a half step back, its black energy becoming even more intense, seemingly enraged by Zhuang Yu's attack.
Zhuang Yu did not let his guard down. He kept a close eye on the guardian's every move and kept analyzing the opponent's weaknesses in his mind.
He knew this was just the beginning; the real battle was yet to come.
He must use all his strength to defeat this powerful guardian, obtain the artifact, and protect Wang Yao.
Just then, Zhuang Yu noticed that Master Zixiao...
The gloom in Master Zixiao's eyes intensified. He licked his lips, a bloodthirsty desire rising within him.
He had thought that this guardian would wear down Zhuang Yu, but he hadn't expected the kid to be so troublesome.
No, we can't let him show off anymore!
He wanted to kill Zhuang Yu himself to prevent future troubles!
He lightly touched the ground with his feet, and his figure moved like lightning, rushing towards Zhuang Yu's direction.
His spiritual energy surged wildly, carrying an astonishing pressure, as he and the guardian of the restriction wanted to attack Zhuang Yu together and kill him!
Zhuang Yu keenly sensed the killing intent coming from behind him, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
He could feel the immense pressure coming from both sides; it was the aura of a Nascent Soul stage expert, enough to terrify an ordinary cultivator.
But he showed no sign of panic; instead, his deep eyes gleamed with excitement.
This is the opportunity he wants!
He suddenly abandoned his defense against Master Zixiao, turned around, and pounced on the guardian of the barrier.
His actions surprised everyone. Master Zixiao missed his target and abruptly withdrew his attack, his face turning ashen.
Even the guardian of the barrier was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting Zhuang Yu to abandon defense and instead take the initiative to attack.
It's now!
A glint flashed in Zhuang Yu's eyes, and the spiritual power within his body poured out like a flood breaking through a dam, condensing on his right fist.
His fist seemed to transform into a burning meteorite, slamming into the same spot on the guardian's chest with unparalleled power.
"Bang!" Another muffled sound rang out. This time, the guardian's body trembled violently, and a shrill roar came from beneath its black robe. The black mist on its body suddenly dissipated, revealing its broken body, which was covered with dense cracks, like a piece of porcelain about to shatter.
Zhuang Yu's lips curled up slightly. He didn't give the Guardian any chance to catch his breath. His figure flashed again, appearing beside the Guardian like a ghost. He threw another punch, aiming directly at the silver mask on the Guardian's head.
His fists even tore through the air, creating a piercing sonic boom.
Seeing this from afar, Master Zixiao
Just then, as Zhuang Yu's fist was about to strike the silver mask, he suddenly heard a faint sound beside his ear. It was...
Zhuang Yu's fist, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, was about to shatter the guardian's silver mask.
At this critical moment, he suddenly heard a faint sound like metal scraping against metal. It was the sound of some mechanism being triggered under the Guardian's Mask.
Before Zhuang Yu could think further, he instinctively felt a strong sense of crisis.
Without hesitation, he withdrew his fist, retreated rapidly, and increased the distance between himself and the guardian.
The instant he stepped back, a black light suddenly shot out from the Guardian's mask. Wherever the light passed, the air emitted a piercing explosion, as if space itself was being torn apart.
Zhuang Yu's pupils contracted slightly. He could feel the terrifying power contained in that black light. If he were hit head-on, even he would probably not be able to escape unscathed.
He secretly rejoiced, thankful that he had reacted in time; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
He gave the guardian no chance to catch his breath. His spiritual power erupted like a volcano. He flashed forward and pounced again. This time, he did not use his fists. Instead, he condensed his spiritual power in his palm, turning it into an extremely sharp spiritual blade, and slashed fiercely at the guardian's body.
"Pfft!" The spiritual blade sliced through the guardian's black robe as easily as cutting tofu, revealing its tattered body. Countless cracks covered its entire body like a spider web, and its aura grew weaker and weaker, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
Zhuang Yu did not relax in the slightest. He knew that the guardian was not completely dead and that he had to completely defeat it to ensure that nothing went wrong.
His figure moved like lightning, flashing around the guardian. Every attack was incredibly precise, and every attack carried the power of thunder.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A series of muffled thuds rang out as the guardian's body groaned in agony. The black energy grew thinner and thinner until finally, it collapsed to the ground, its body turning into a pile of rubble and dissipating into the air.
Zhuang Yu slowly withdrew his power, his chest rising and falling slightly as he felt the surging power within him, his heart filled with a sense of accomplishment.
He looked up and around, and found that the cultivators around him were looking at him with awe. Even Li Ming, who had been arrogant and domineering before, lowered his head and dared not meet his eyes.
Master Zixiao's face turned ashen. He had thought he could reap the benefits without lifting a finger, but he hadn't expected Zhuang Yu to be so powerful. Not only had he defeated the guardian of the barrier, but he had even made him feel a sense of fear.
He was unwilling to accept defeat, and he couldn't let Zhuang Yu continue to be arrogant. He wanted to kill this grassroots kid who threatened his position.
His killing intent surged, and his spiritual power surged again. He stomped his foot and charged towards Zhuang Yu like a cannonball.
He wanted to seize the last opportunity to completely eliminate Zhuang Yu.
Zhuang Yu sneered. He had long expected that Master Zixiao would not let this go, and he had been waiting for this moment.
The spiritual energy within him surged like a tide, his eyes became incredibly sharp, and he suddenly raised his hand, gently waving it at the charging Master Zixiao.
A golden light, almost tangible, burst forth from his palm, instantly traversing space and striking Zixiao Zhenren's chest.
Master Zixiao let out a miserable scream, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the stone wall and creating a huge crater.
The surrounding cultivators gasped in astonishment upon seeing this, utterly shocked by Zhuang Yu's immense power, their hearts filled with awe and reverence.
They cheered loudly, applauding Zhuang Yu's victory.
Zhuang Yu ignored the cheers. He turned around and looked at Wang Yao not far away. His lips curled up slightly, revealing a gentle smile.
He strode towards Wang Yao, each step firm and powerful.
He knew he had more important things to do and more important people to protect.
he wants……
Zhuang Yu turned around and walked straight towards Wang Yao.
The smoke of battle had not yet dissipated, and a faint smell of blood mingled with the fragrance of earth, lingering around his nose.
He walked up to Wang Yao and gently embraced her.
Wang Yao's soft body pressed against him, her faint fragrance permeating his senses and finally relaxing his tense nerves.
Wang Yao hugged Zhuang Yu tightly, burying her face in his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and feeling the warmth emanating from his body.
Her eyes were filled with adoration and love; at that moment, she felt incredibly safe and happy.
The tension and worry from the previous battle now turned into tears of joy, which slid down her cheeks.
Zhuang Yu felt a warm current welling up in his heart as he sensed Wang Yao's affection.
He gently stroked her hair and whispered in her ear, "It's alright, Yao'er, it's all over." His voice was deep and gentle, like a spring breeze caressing Wang Yao's heart, making her feel incredibly safe and secure.
He cherished the woman in his arms even more; she was his only support in this strange world and the driving force behind his progress.
After a brief moment of tenderness, Zhuang Yu released Wang Yao and turned his gaze to the divine artifact that emitted a faint light.
He strode confidently toward the divine artifact.
The surrounding cultivators automatically parted to make way for Zhuang Yu, their eyes filled with awe as if they were looking at a king about to ascend the throne.
Zhuang Yu walked up to the artifact, reached out, and gently touched its cold surface.
A powerful surge of energy instantly entered his body, giving him a tingling sensation.
The artifact emitted a dazzling light, enveloping his entire body.
Within the light, he seemed to hear ancient whispers, voices from antiquity, full of mystery and power.
As the light faded, Zhuang Yu's figure reappeared before everyone.
He held a divine weapon in his hand, and a powerful aura emanated from him, making him appear like a king ruling over the world, so powerful that no one dared to look him in the eye.
He successfully obtained the divine artifact and became its master.
"Is this the power of a divine artifact?" Zhuang Yu gripped the divine artifact tightly in his hand, feeling the immense power contained within it, his heart filled with excitement and anticipation.
He knew that with this divine artifact, he would possess even greater power, enough to face any challenge in the future.
Suddenly, he sensed an unusual aura emanating from afar…