Bai Xuxu

Season Seven Hundred and Seventy-Six The Battle of the High Gods

Shi Potian unleashed the intent of his sword, "Thousand-Character Mantra!"

Myriad of traditional characters swirled in the air, shattering the thousand-army momentum and surging forward!

The Divine Capturer, Wan He, raised his hand and executed a move: "Heavenly Emperor's Roar!"

With a thunderous sound, he obliterated the thousand-character script before him!

Although his technique resembled Bai Mo's Ink Blossom Art, it was clearly no match for Divine Capturer Wan He's Heavenly Emperor's Roar.

Shi Potian continued, "Bloodthirsty Prospero Mantra!"

It burst forth from around him, dyeing the sky blood-red, followed by countless stars that descended like a rain of meteors!

Divine Capturer Wan He flickered and unleashed a move: "Cold Dragon's Solitary Shadow!"

Snow and frost instantly froze the blood-red hue. He then transformed into a colossal cold dragon, piercing through the falling stars, the drops on his scales like mere tickles.

Shi Potian grew irate, "Divine Capturer! You are the first and last to receive my third divine technique!"

Divine Capturer Wan He sneered, "Is that so? Is this your limit?"

"How dare you be so arrogant!"

Shi Potian became serious, his veins bulging! He gathered energy in his hands for a technique: "Quicksand Vortex!"

Starlit quicksand!

It rapidly pulled Divine Capturer Wan He in, his legs unable to move!

Divine Capturer Wan He remained unfazed, "Is that your weakness?"

"What?" Shi Potian thought he misheard. How could Divine Capturer Wan He, with just a glance, discern the weakness of his proud divine technique, the Quicksand Vortex?

Though his legs were immobile, Divine Capturer Wan He raised his sword and pointed it at the sky: "Divine Dragon of the Nine Heavens!"

He transformed into a golden divine dragon, instantly breaking free from the vortex of quicksand, a dragon's roar echoing through the clouds!

The divine dragon descended from the heavens, shattering the quicksand vortex with a single blow. Sand and stones flew...

Both at the ninth level of the Great Accomplishment Void Realm, Shi Potian refused to believe it. He gathered power in his hands and unleashed another technique: "Black Hole Vortex!"

An invisible, vast black hole tore open space, forming a black vortex that grew larger and larger, its gravitational pull ten times that of the quicksand vortex.

As Divine Capturer Wan He was about to be completely sucked in by the black hole's gravity, he unleashed a move: "Eight-Faced Exquisite Qianluo Art!"

The divine power from all eight directions suppressed the rotational gravity of the black hole vortex, and with a shift of stars in the Qianluo, the black hole vortex completely detonated!

Shi Potian directly discarded his magic artifact, spread his hands, and cast: "Sunlight!"

A phantom image of a large sun appeared behind him, its scorching light melting everything!

Divine Capturer Wan He felt an extreme heat enveloping him, his body steaming as if it were about to melt.

He then unleashed a slash: "Howling Heaven Luoshen Slash!"

*Crack!*

The phantom image of the sun behind Shi Potian was split in two, cracking like a brittle biscuit and then shattering, causing him to be injured!

Divine Capturer Wan He's demeanor immediately became arrogant, "I thought the Star Gate was incredibly powerful, but it seems to be merely average."

"How dare you be arrogant!"

Wearing a flowing white robe, with sharp, piercing eyes, Zhou Wang suddenly flew towards them!

Wielding the Heaven-Tribulation grade artifact, the Heaven-Forged Sword, he unleashed a technique at Divine Capturer Wan He: "Falling Dust!"

Divine Capturer Wan He looked at him, "Ninth level of the Great Accomplishment Void Realm? Excellent, Heavenly Emperor's Roar!"

*Roar!*

The falling dust turned into phantom images and dispersed. Zhou Wang then gathered power and unleashed: "Measure Law Derivation!"

The phantom images of the thousand dust particles miraculously revived, re-condensing and completely surrounding Divine Capturer Wan He, leaving him with no escape and on the verge of disaster.