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Endless Lifespan: The Immortal Martial Path (Web Novel) - Chapter 1086 Great Divine Power Martial Saint! Chaos Arises! 2
Chapter 1086 Great Divine Power Martial Saint! Chaos Arises! 2
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A Martial Saint, capable of mysterious divine skills, performed one such technique high in the air.Suddenly, a massive circle appeared, as if forming a prison, locking and entwining part of the body of the super Spirit Vein.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
But the next second, the super Spirit Vein’s colossal body struggled, and the circle manifested by divine skills shattered into pieces.
This super Spirit Vein comprised of concentrated Spiritual Energy, alongside its enormous body, exhibited terrifying power with a simple move, making even the Martial Saints with Divine Bodies appear insignificant before it.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
However, the next instant, over a hundred Saint Warriors attacked in succession, with fierce strikes bombarding the body of the super Spirit Vein, causing the ground to quake and mountains to tremble. The super Spirit Vein’s gigantic form tumbled, crushing and leveling mountain after mountain as if they were mere pebbles.
Some at the scene watched on, while others attacked the super Spirit Vein, attempting to disable its ability to resist—the entire place was in chaos!
"Damn it... are we just going to let these bandits snatch away this super Spirit Vein? With this vein, our continent will abound in Spiritual Energy, and it would surely give rise to an endless stream of powerhouses!"
A Martial Saint from the native lands of the Nine Kingdoms of the continent watched the scene with reluctant eyes, grinding his teeth in frustration.
The super Spirit Vein was on their Nine Kingdoms’ land and should by right belong to them, but these outsiders were plundering it away—an act no different from banditry.
"What can we do? Even together, we’re no match for them."
Someone sighed helplessly, the disparity in strength being too great; they simply had no qualifications to compete against the Martial Saints of the Ancient Holy Country.
"The only one capable...is him, but he doesn’t seem prepared to join the struggle."
Others glanced meaningfully toward Su Changkong, aware of his terrifying capabilities. He had previously slain a Divine Body expert from the Ancient Holy Country and had rapidly risen to prominence on the Nine Kingdoms’ continent many years ago. Yet, it appeared that Su Changkong had no intention of intervening.
Su Changkong, of course, hadn’t planned to take action since even if he did secure the super Spirit Vein, it was unlikely that the others would let it go without further conflict. He feared not the thief stealing but the thief coveting, and Su Changkong couldn’t possibly guard it at all times.
Secondly, Su Changkong had no intention of antagonizing so many people over this. Many powerful warriors from major clans came to seize the super Spirit Vein; he alone could not stand against so many.
As long as these people did not harm the innocent in their desperation to free the Spirit Vein, Su Changkong would not get involved.
"Take it down!"
The super Spirit Vein resisted fiercely, turning land and sea with every move, but facing the siege of hundreds of powerful Saint Warriors, its strength clearly began to weaken, invigorating the spirit of each Saint Warrior.
"Bang!"
Eventually, the super Spirit Vein, struggling mightily, lay weakly prostrate on the ground, no longer moving in the slightest.
At this moment, everyone stopped their attacks, knowing that whoever tried to collect the super Spirit Vein would become the target of a collective attack.
The scene fell eerily silent; Su Changkong still observed the super Spirit Vein, but suddenly, his brows furrowed—he felt something was amiss.
"Gentlemen, since you’re all so modest, why not let me have it?"
At that moment, a mocking laughter came out of nowhere. From within the void, a pitch-black hand reached out, seizing the super Spirit Vein from the air.
Whoosh!
The super Spirit Vein’s vast body was effortlessly lifted by that person into the void.
"Who is this person...to be able to so easily snatch up this super Spirit Vein?"
Many hearts were startled; this unseen individual was undoubtedly immeasurably powerful!
"Hold it there!"
Xuan Zhan’s expression darkened. Known for his fiery temper, he would not stand idly by and watch the super Spirit Vein taken before him, even knowing the opponent’s strength was inscrutable. His golden hand pressed down hard, pinning the super Spirit Vein to the ground once again.
"What good does sneaking around do? Don’t hide—show your face. Since you’re quite the character, come out and let’s meet!"
Xuan Zhan stared at the twisted space and shouted.
"Well then... Let’s show ourselves."
A light laugh echoed from the void, and a figure slowly stepped out as if traversing vast distances and lengthy time.
The newcomer was a man in a black robe, unassuming and of average height, plain and ordinary in appearance. Yet, the technique this person had displayed a moment ago was unmistakably that of an unfathomable powerhouse.
The emergence of this black-robed man left the assembled crowd exchanging puzzled glances, with none recognizing his identity.
"Hmm?"
However, seeing this black-robed man, Su Changkong’s brows furrowed tightly, sensing something about him that made Su Changkong extremely uncomfortable.
The black-robed man also seemed to sense something, casting a somewhat surprised and thoughtful look toward Su Changkong before withdrawing his gaze.
"Who are you?"
Xuan Zhan watched the black-robed man intently and asked with a deep voice. Instinctively sensing a faint whiff of danger emanating from the man, he dared not be careless, and the others felt the same.
"I am but a humble figure; you may call me Kong Zhi," the black-robed man replied with a slight smile, introducing himself. The crowd shook their heads, indicating they had never heard of such a name.
With such strength, he should be no unknown figure in the Ancient Holy Country!
The black-robed man, Kong Zhi, bowed slightly, the picture of courtesy: "I would ask you all to yield this super Spirit Vein to me. I would be immensely grateful."
Despite his outward politeness, Kong Zhi’s words ignited anger among the crowd. His arrogance seemed to overlook everyone present as if they were of no consequence.
