MM Racing Chapter 84 Holy Spirit Puppet
Chapter 84 Holy Spirit Puppet
Chapter 84 Holy Spirit Puppet (Ten chapters already released, please grant all requests)
With the immense power boost from his fifth soul skill and the perfect application of his own martial soul, Kong Tianxu's punch was truly earth-shattering.
He was confident that, at his current peak physical level, even an eight-ring Soul Douluo would be unable to withstand this punch with his bare body.
Sure enough, he saw obvious surprise in the other person.
Yet they showed no fear whatsoever.
Amidst the dazzling golden light, Kong Tianxu's dragon fist, covered in golden scales, pierced through his chest, leaving behind streaks of blood-red, white-gold light.
He used the momentum to spin around and dissipate the force, then thoughtfully shook his arm.
He didn't feel any real impact from that punch.
"Are you a condensation of pure spiritual energy? This realm has both form and substance?"
Kong Tianxu suddenly looked up and stared at the man's body, which seemed to disperse and then regroup like clouds, unable to hide his astonishment.
"That's right. You really know a lot."
The man's body was not yet fully closed, but he did not pay attention to his own body. Instead, he stared intently at the dragon scales on Kong Tianxu's hand that were gradually losing their golden color.
"Silver Dragon Martial Soul, Golden Dragon Bloodline, and some other things I don't understand. If your cultivation were a little higher, and you truly integrated your spiritual power into your physical attacks, that strike just now would have been enough to severely injure me. It seems your talent is no less than mine."
The man's expression finally turned serious.
"But why is your spiritual power so weak? It's still in the formless and intangible realm. The Silver Dragon Martial Soul shouldn't be like this."
In the realm of gods, the God of Destruction adjusted his cloak somewhat uncomfortably.
Kong Tianxu's expression turned solemn. He could accept that his sudden attack had missed, but the fact that his physical attacks were completely ineffective against his opponent greatly limited his combat options. Moreover, his opponent had actually reached the tangible and tangible realm at the seventh ring. This trial was far more difficult than he had imagined.
And that strange golden light that flashed after shattering his body—physical methods don't work, so let's try elemental methods.
The first four spirit rings, three purple and one black, flashed almost simultaneously, and the next moment, thunder, fire, wind and ice roared in!
Berserker Lightning Flash, ineffective!
Solar storm, ineffective!
The cold snow mark is ineffective!
Kong Tianxu had never fought such a strange battle before. His opponent had a spirit ring, but it seemed that he had not used any spirit skills because of the lack of physical spirit power supply. He simply relied on his own spiritual power to deal with him.
However, his conventional methods were completely ineffective against his opponent, but through the unpredictable use of his mental power, he was able to transfer all of his attacks without leaving any gaps.
Furthermore, the illusory martial spirit behind him seemed to have its own consciousness, launching strange attacks on his spiritual sea from time to time from unknown sources. Although the Myriad Beginnings Returning to Origin Domain failed to cause him any effective damage, it still consumed a large amount of his soul power. Even with the Saint Yuan Spirit Gathering continuously replenishing his soul power, his soul power consumption quickly exceeded half.
This can't go on any longer. Kong Tianxu's eyes flickered. In this strange space, he couldn't even use any soul tools.
"Bomb One"
It was another collision of elements and spiritual power. The Wan Shi Gui Yuan Domain flashed with golden light, and Kong Tianxu quickly turned around, narrowly dodging a spiritual chain.
With a slight twitch of his eyes, just as he was about to launch his next attack, the man who had been on his right suddenly appeared on his left flank, where his strength had not yet been fully utilized!
A sharp, needle-like pain shot through Kong Tianxu's brain, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. Golden tentacles wrapped around him, and the man pointed a finger at his brow.
"Got you. Actually, I can use my mental power to directly use soul skills."
"Fool."
The God of Destruction was exasperated. The Goddess of Life beside him looked at him with slight surprise. This young man was already exceptionally talented. If it weren't for the fact that his Silver Dragon Martial Soul seemed to have some problems, he would never have been defeated so quickly. What was Azi saying?
It seems that even the most outstanding genius is still too young and cannot compare to this cunning old man.
Ning Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief, but then her eyebrows furrowed again.
When did this old thing become so deeply integrated with the Xuan Tian Treasure Mirror? Once this plague god is gone, she'll give him a good dressing down.
She had imprisoned the other party for a hundred days, thinking that the other party had lost all his mind, but she did not expect that it was all an act and that he had cultivated to such a level. So she might as well just kill him!
A murderous glint appeared in her eyes.
Am I injured?
Kong Tianxu endured the churning in his spiritual sea, experiencing a feeling that was both familiar and strange.
Since coming into this world, whether it was when Xingdou faced the Xuanming Sect or when Xu Tianran was assassinated, he faced enemies whose actual combat strength far exceeded his own, yet he always managed to turn the tables and kill them without taking any damage.
Injury was something completely foreign to him. The time he fought Ji Juechen was just him deliberately suppressing himself, and it was hard to say whether a scraped skin counted as an injury.
The illusory figure behind him tightened its grip, and in a daze, he even felt the connection of his Silver Dragon Martial Soul gradually disappearing, while the figure formed from the man's spiritual power was closing in on him step by step. The other party seemed to be saying something, but Kong Tianxu was no longer able to make out what it was saying.
"Leave the Silver Dragon Martial Soul behind, so I can use a loophole in the rules to spare you the death penalty for failing the assessment. One item for one life, that's fair enough."
His arms seemed to wave unconsciously, like a drowning person's desperate struggle, seeking a straw to save him.
A flash of golden light appeared, and his arm, which seemed to have lost control, suddenly grabbed!
He grabbed at the straw, which was the man's arms.
A pale golden light instantly enveloped his entire body. Kong Tianxu, who had regained control of his body, smiled and grabbed a thin, seemingly nonexistent golden thread, pulling the other person's body closer. His tone was extremely sinister.
"No, I caught you."
Road to Hell.
A dark golden light enveloped Cain's battered body. She trembled incessantly, but her seated posture remained unchanged. Behind her, three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—swirled with dark light, seemingly brewing something.
Xu Tianzhen controlled a massive, raging fireball in the air, vigilantly protecting her. While shocked by the hidden power, a few thoughts echoed in her mind:
"I've known Tianxu since I was six years old. He saved me, and I've been devoted to him ever since. I'm his person, and I'm his sword when he needs me. So, I have to become stronger. I must become stronger."
Looking around, countless vampire bat corpses were scattered on the narrow Hell Road, their white, yellow, and purple colors dazzling the eye. The three heads of the ten-thousand-year-old dark gold three-headed bat king were broken off at the base, and the black soul ring that should have been floating in the air had disappeared.
In the darkness, seemingly drawn by the large number of fresh corpses, a rustling sound drew closer, and a scorching heat wafted towards them—
It was a giant snake.
Moon Palace.
"Master!" Old Master Tong rushed over, his usually gentle face flushed red with anger and anxiety.
"The patrol team found this!" He handed over the video.
Kong Deming quickly took it and flipped through it. The anger and coldness in his eyes made everyone's hearts tremble.
"Take a look at them all."
He spoke indifferently, leaving behind one image and displaying the remaining images to the several level-nine soul masters gathered there.
Among the numerous images, the bloody human remains, the eerie runes, and the black-robed dead with bluish-black faces exuding an evil aura—all of them assaulted the viewer's senses.
"The Holy Spirit Cult?"
Luanfeng hesitated before speaking.
"Who else could it be?!"
Liao Mengkai's blood boiled, and he was furious.
"It's the Holy Spirit Cult."
Kong Deming spoke calmly, the image in his hand that recorded the colorful light was already crumpled and worn.
"My mind is made up. Notify everyone, mobilize the entire force. It's time to uproot this parasite of the empire."
"Everyone?" An elderly level nine Soul Master's voice trembled slightly. "You mean, including—"
"Everyone."
"yes!"
Everyone agreed in unison, their expressions varied—some looked troubled, some had burning eyes, and the ninth-level soul master was so excited that he could hardly contain himself.
For so many years, this day has finally arrived. Everyone! The Moon of the Empire will once again display its awe-inspiring power to the continent!
At Kong Deming's command, everyone, including Elder Tong, quickly sprang into action.
In the empty hall, only Kong Deming remained. The old man, who carried the sun and moon on his shoulders, trembled slightly. Behind him, a giant purple dragon coiled, and six identical black soul rings shimmered faintly.
He seemed to be calling out to something, whispering softly:
"Tianxu—"
"My name is Kong Tianxu."
Kong Tianxu looked at the head in his hand, which was gradually being devoured by the brilliant purple aura, yet was still flashing wildly between the human body and the strange martial spirit, and answered the question that the other party had just asked.
"What exactly are you? How can you strip away someone else's martial soul? You are definitely not human, and you are not even a being with a soul."
He also voiced the question that had been lingering in his mind from the beginning, "Kong Tianxu, Kong Tianxu, I never thought that someone could actually wield such power that directly touches the essence of a martial soul. You're right, I'm just a martial soul, I'm a Holy Spirit Puppet."
Amidst the countless golden specks of light, the two faces that eventually overlapped revealed an incomparably pure and sacred aura, and he smiled slightly with a mixture of regret and relief.
"I'm watching you. You must pass the final challenge, the Truth or Dare."
In the realm of gods, Ning Rongrong stared blankly, and the Goddess of Life was also filled with disbelief. The spiritual body that was originally unattainable had actually been captured by Kong Tianxu in such a seemingly childish way, and then completely destroyed with the power of destruction.
The God of Destruction chuckled softly:
"Good talent."
Then he spoke up again, dissatisfied:
"But it's used too crudely."